Quinn didn't know what she was thinking? Why did she think that it would be a good idea? She couldn't believe what she was about to do as her hand rested on the door to the cubical, her hard member rubbing uncomfortably in her spankies.

"Berry?" she called out, feeling bad that she had made the girl cry. Her sobs could still be heard even though she was trying to cover them. "Unlock this door or I will just kick it down." The one benefit of Quinn's man parts seemed to mean that she was stronger than most other girls.

She heard the click of the door unlocking, knowing that the beautiful diva was going to be in front of her in a matter of seconds. She attempted to cover her crotch but just ended up looking awkward.

The whole reason she was hard anyway was because the diva had licked her lips after the cheerleader had violently thrown a slushie in her face before the diva ran away.

"Don't be stupid Quinn, you would get suspended for damaging school property." The brunette sniffled, pushing her way past the HBIC and to the sink in some attempt to clean herself off.

"Let me help you with that." She offered, grabbing some tissue and wetting it. She started cleaning the shivering girl as Rachel just stood there in silence, Quinn could see how tense she was. "I'm sorry."

"Why?" was all the girl wanted to know. "Why would you do this to someone?"

The blonde put the thoughts of her throbbing member to the back of her head. "I had to Rach, I didn't want to its just that Santana made me." She said lamely, cleaning softly around the woman's plump lips.

"Well at least you picked my favourite flavour. I can't forgive you for this Quinn. I have no change of clothes so I am going to be uncomfortable for the rest of the day and to top it off, you humiliated me. I know that we haven't ever been friends but I thought that ever since you joined Glee club, you would at least show some compassion." Rachel lectured.

The cheerleader couldn't help but laugh, making the diva blush. "Even when you're covered in crap and you're all sticky, you still manage to talk in paragraphs." An apology was about to fall from the girls lips but Quinn's finger lifting her chin up stopped her. "Don't apologise to me Rach. I think you're adorable." The HBIC admitted quietly. "Let me take you home so you can get cleaned up?"

"I can't. My dads are at home but thank you for the offer. If they saw me like this it would break their hearts and they would kill you." She turned back to the mirror, trying to get the sticky slushie out of her hair.

"Then come to mine. I will lend you a change of clothes and you can get a shower. Neither of my parents will be home." Without getting an answer, she picked up the divas bag and carried them out of the bathroom. The brunette stayed a step behind the popular girl, just in case anyone saw them even though the halls were deserted. There were only two lessons left of the day and the cheerleader didn't think they would be missing much.

Quinn sat on her bed, waiting for the brunette to finish in her shower. The thought of the tiny girl being naked and a few feet away had her cock standing to attention. She hated how sensitive it was sometimes. All she did was think about going and taking a look at Rachel.

The blonde shook her head. She shouldn't be thinking about this. It's Rachel Berry of all people.

But for as long as Quinn could remember she had wanted to make Rachel her own. She had wanted to be the one to deflower the girl and show her what love felt like. She knew however that Rachel wouldn't ever want her like that. She hadn't ever given the girl reason to want her like that.

"Quinn?" the girl shouted.

"What's up Rach?" the cheerleader swallowed the lump in her throat that had been caused by her raging erection.

"You never gave me any clothes." Rachel pointed out, unlocking the door and standing in front of the blonde in just her towel. The hormonally driven teen dragged her eyes over the girls form, taking in her impeccably smooth, toned legs, the swell of her juicy breasts and her fine neck.

"Oh, uhm they are on that drawer there." She pointed to the chest of drawers next to the bathroom door. The last thing Quinn wanted to do right now was get up. She was barely managing to hide her bulge as it was.

"Is anything okay for me to borrow?" the brunette asked, turning her back to the HBIC and opening the prompted drawer.

"Yeah." The blonde squeaked, noticing how Rachel's towel lifted as she looked, almost revealing the singers perky ass. "Rach, can I tell you something?" she asked nervously before she even knew what she was saying.

"Sure, anything." The diva replied simply, turning to face her tormenter and current charity giver.

"I have a secret and it's a pretty big secret. See the only reason that I am close to telling you right now is because you kind of have something to do with it. You probably won't want to spend another second in this house once you find out what it is but I just want you to know that I am sorry for the way I have treated you over the last few years and after today I promise you that it won't happen again, no matter what." The HBIC rambled, not taking her eyes off of the floor as the brunette sat beside her, still in her towel.

"Whatever it is, you can tell me Quinn." Rachel reached to hold the blondes hand, consequently brushing her fingertips over the girls bulge.

"I have a penis and I have done since I hit puberty. It grew one night and it hasn't gone away since." Quinn blurted instead of moaning at the contact.

The singer went to withdraw her hand but changed her mind. "What does that have to do with me?" she was confused.

"Well I have kind of had these fantasies lately and you have been the main feature in them. And you with your towel right now it's kinda… you know." Quinn looked suggestively to her crotch, never letting go of the shocked girl's hand.

"You mean you, you like me? Or at the very least have been thinking about you and I doing intimate things?" the HBIC just nodded silently. "And you are hard now, am I right?" Rachel finally moved her hand and grasped the other girls bulge gently. "Oh my." The brunette gasped at Quinn's moan. "I assume you want me to do something about this?"

The cheerleader bit her lip and shook her head from left to right. "I don't assume you'll do anything. I mean, it would be great but I'm not going to force you. My feelings for you, I have realised, are more than lust Rachel. I like you. I want to be with you."

"I hope this isn't some cruel joke Quinn. I would be awfully upset if it were because I too want to be with you. It is why I can't stop reaching out to you whenever you seem to be falling apart. When you had Beth, when you joined those skanks." The girl paused for a moment. "I want to do this for you Quinn, help you out and everything but I am still with Finn." She sighed sadly. "I don't want to be a cheater when I haven't let him even think about touching my breasts for the last few months."

"I get it Rach." The blonde squeezed the divas hand softly, telling her not to feel bad. "I'm going to go and take a cold shower. Make yourself at home."

The next couple of days were awkward. Rachel had sworn to keep her new friend's secret but she couldn't stop thinking about the blonde and what she had said. Quinn Fabray wanted her and not just to have sex with her. She really wanted the small brunette. The thought alone made the girl smile and shiver.

She had made the decision quite easily to break up with Finn. She was just struggling to find a moment. Rachel felt eyes on her and she immediately knew who it was. It was the person who had been watching her for the last few days. The one who had been there for her to help her clean off the slushies that had been thrown at her by the jocks. The blonde had vowed to get them to stop but she was still working on it.

Rachel turned around and was met with deep hazel eyes across the hallway. She bit her lip under the intense stare she was being given.

Quinn then did something which shocked both herself and Rachel. She walked over to the smaller girl, through the crowd of people in the hallways and leaned against the locker next to the tiny diva.

"Hey Berry." She smirked.

"Hello Quinn, what do I owe the pleasure of you talking to me?" The diva pressed a nerve and she knew it, seeing the hurt that shot across the HBIC's eyes. Over the last few days she had expressed how much it hurt her that she had to treat Rachel so badly through high school.

"I wanted to talk to you and tell you something that I have decided since yesterday in glee when I saw that oaf put his hands on you." Out of the corner of her eye, the blonde saw Finn approaching so she leaned towards Rachel to whisper, "I'm going to show you why you should be with me instead of him. I'm going to make you mine before the week is out."

"Back off Quinn. I've told you to leave Rachel alone." His winy voice infected the cheerleaders ears, making her pull away from the intoxicating smell of the other girl.

"No harm done dick spray." She sent a smirk to the brunette before walking back to her locker to retrieve her books, swaying her hips as she went.

Rachel regained her senses and turned to her oblivious but protective boyfriend, kissing him because she knew that her blonde would be watching and she wanted to make the girl jealous. She stood on her toes so that she could whisper into the boys ear, "You better start treating me like I'm special or you are going to lose me."

Letthecompetitionbegin.The singer thought to herself, walking to her class.

Cool. This isn't going to be long. One maybe two more chapters. Enjoy and review.