Hey everyone! I haven't posted anything in forever, so I decided to start a new fresh story that might motivate to finish my other ones that I've hit a block with. I'm also using this as a way to build up my chops. Let me know what you think!

Quinn POV

Quinn rolled her eyes as she tried to pay attention to what her mother was telling her.

"Oh, Quinnie you're going to love your new roommate. From what I've heard, she's quite the firecracker. She has an amazing voice and has just graduated a few months ago just like you. That means you two are the same age!" Judy squealed with girlish delight.

Despite her hesitance, Quinn had followed her mother's advice and had agreed to move to New York shortly after graduating from Yale. She'd earned her degree in photography, and her mother had insisted the New York was the place to go. Hearing the name "New York" was enough to make her stomach feel queasy. She hadn't been to the city since she and Santana had gone for the intervention to stop Rachel from doing a topless scene in some crappy student made movie.

Shortly after the debacle, she had stopped talking to Rachel and all of the other former glee club members. She had heard about Finn's death but she couldn't even imagine how she would send her condolences to the Hummel's and Rachel, so she simply left it at that. Sure, she felt terrible about leaving and not looking back, but that was the only way that she would ever be able to start doing things for her instead of doing what everyone else wanted her to do.

She'd broken things off with the stupid professor that she was seeing and vowed to remain single until she had her life in order. Three years later, she was still single and still hadn't gotten her act together. She really didn't mind though. She was able to live her romantic life vicariously through her roommates and all the drama that went through their love lives was just enough for her.

She interrupted her mother to finally get in her two cents, "Mom, I don't know why you can't just let me get my own apartment. What do I need a roommate for? I've spent the last four years of my life with two other roommates. Why do I need one again when I'm finally supposed to be on my own?"

"Quinn, I've already told you dear that the young lady you will be sharing the apartment is niece to Eric."

Oh yes. Eric. How could she have forgotten about Eric? Eric had met her mother at the supermarket about a year and half back and before the year was up he had proposed to her mother. They'd been married for six months now and her mother was still in the honeymoon phase. Eric was a lawyer, and pretty damn good one at that. Her mother was once again a trophy wife to a wealthy man, but Eric was very different from her father. He was a genuinely kind man that Quinn approved of and even kind of liked. Her mother was happy now, and that's all that mattered to her.

Quinn nodded to herself in recognition to what her mom was saying. The girl was his niece, so she would have been at the wedding. "What was her name again, Mom?"

"Oh sweetie, I think her name is Rebecca, or Brianna, or something like that."

"You don't even know her name?" Quinn said incredulously, "Mom you're telling me to move in with a girl whose first name you don't even know? What if she's crazy or something?"

"Oh, hush Quinn. Eric says the girl is harmless. He said she can be dramatic sometimes, but that the trait grows on you and that she's a very loyal friend."

"Did I meet her at the wedding?"

"I don't think so. She had some sort of school play going on that she couldn't get away from. But she sent a very beautiful bouquet flowers. She's a very sweet girl."

Oh yeah, the flowers her mom had gone on about for a week. "Mom, you don't even know who she is."

"It's the thought that counts, Quinn. Now, no more fussing. I'll text you the address for the apartment and the moving truck will meet you there in an hour."

"Fine," Quinn mumbled.

"What was that?"

"I said, thank you Mom for finding an apartment for me and setting up the move for me so that I wouldn't have to worry about anything in this stressful time of my life."

"That's what I thought you said."

"Yes ma'am."

"Call me when you get there, sweetie."

"Yes ma'am "

"Love you."

"Love you too."

Quinn hung up the phone and let her head fall back to hit the head of her seat. It had been a long day. She had liked the idea of coming to New York and making a name for herself once she got around her past. Just because things had happened back then didn't mean that they would follow her now. Her mom texted her the address complete with dozens of emoticons that her she had been proud to find on her own.

She started off towards the address and allowed her mind to wander. Who was the mystery woman that she would be living with? She thought back to the names that came up during the wedding, but she kept drawing a blank. Her mother had mentioned the girl being a singer, and based on the play, an actress. She was immediately reminded of Rachel Berry and her stomach churned at the memories that flooded her mind. She shook her head to remove the thoughts from her mind. After talking to herself the other night for an hour, she had come to the decision that if she were to ever run across Rachel in New York she would simply nod or wave at the girl in recognition. They didn't need to have any other contact besides that.

She pulled up to the apartment complex that she would now call her home. The movers were about fifteen minutes early and were already starting to take her boxes up to the loft that she would be sharing with mystery-girl. She took the elevator up and walked into the loft. It was spacious and seemed modern with a rustic look to it. The walls were brick and there were some steel columns that were lined against the walls from the living area from the kitchen. The furniture was a dark scarlet color and was simply gorgeous. Christmas lights had been hung up at the tops of the walls, and Quinn noted that mystery-girl had good taste. She had always wanted to put them up in her room, but her roommates had always complained about having to turn the lights off and on every time they left their room.

She walked further into the loft and laughed to herself at a sign that was hanging in the hallway with a bunch of arrows pointing to it. She read it and rolled her eyes as she saw her first name. Her mother had probably shared her first name with the girl. Leave it to her mother to over share information. The sign read,

Dear Lucy, I'm sorry that I wasn't here to meet you. I had to run an errand quickly, and I should be back in about 45 minutes. The time is now 2:30, in case you were wondering. You're room is located at the very end of the hallway to the left and had its own bathroom. Pretty cool, huh? Feel free to look around the loft and my room too if you want, I have nothing to hide! I can't wait to meet you so we can talk about our insane families that make us family too, I guess. See you in a bit! - RB

Quinn looked at the initials once more. RB. Rebecca Brianna? Maybe her mom was right about the name after all. She glanced at her watch and noted that the time was now 3:00. Mystery-girl, or RB, would be here any minute and she wanted a chance to see how her room had turned out.

She walked to her room and took in a breath at how beautiful her room had turned out. The walls were the same brick as the living and kitchen area, and she also had a huge window that overlooked a garden outside, complete with stairs that led to the garden below. This would be the perfect place to explore and express herself artistically. She would have to thank her mother later for setting her up with the awesome place. She was finally starting to feel better about moving to New York.

The movers came in about 10 minutes later to give their leave and Quinn decided to use the remaining time to explore the rest of the loft. She put on her old Hilary Duff CD and quietly rocked out to herself as she explored the kitchen and the living room. There was a wide variety of movies to choose from in the entertainment center, and there was an impressive flat screen TV that she couldn't wait to spend some time with. The kitchen was stocked with interesting vegan food that she had never heard of before, so she made a mental note to go to the store for some other food that she could eat. She was glad to see that there was a coffee machine in the kitchen as well. She had grown very fond of her morning cups of coffee and was glad she wouldn't have to pick it up herself.

Going back to her room, she rearranged some of the items and, true to the note, she had her own decent bathroom that had a dark green color for the wall that was very soothing and the shower looked nice enough too.

She walked out of her room and decided to check out the other girl's room before she got back. The room was similar to her own, but the girl had hung up a Funny Girl poster and had several trophies in a case off to the side of the bed. On her way to the case, she admired the soft homemade quilt that lay on the bed a studied some of the books on a bookshelf in the corner. It seemed like she and RB were going to get along just fine. She had a good number of the classics on the shelf along with some of the more recent YA novels. She stepped closer to the trophy case and read one of the awards to herself, NYADA Senior Showcase Top Performer- Rachel Barbra Berry. Her heart stopped and then picked up at a lightening quick pace.

No no no no no. This couldn't be right. She checked the other awards to make sure they were all given to the same woman. Rachel Barbra Berry. Her eyes flicked back to the Funny Girl poster on the wall again and there it was, Starring Rachel Berry. She shook her head frantically and started backing up towards the door, stopping dead in her tracks when she heard the all too familiar voice.

"Quinn?"

Rachel POV

Rachel woke up bright and early at her usual 6:00 in morning and ran downstairs to get in her hour of exercise on the elliptical in the gym. Her new roommate was moving today and she was extremely excited. After taking a shower and finishing off some vegan pancakes for breakfast, she called her uncle to go over the details.

"Hi there, Uncle Eric!"

"Hey Rach! How's my superstar doing today?"

"Oh I'm just fine, Uncle E. I'm a little scatterbrained at the moment, trying to clean the loft and get it ready until my new roommate shows up. What's her name again?"

"Her name's Lucy, dear."

Lucy. Rachel smiled to herself. She had always liked that name. "How's Judy doing today? I still haven't met her!"

"She's fine Rachel, I'll tell her you asked. She still goes on and on about the flowers you sent her on our wedding day."

Her smile grew bigger, "I'm glad she liked them."

"Yes, dear. Well, I have to go into a meeting now. Judy told me that Lucy should be arriving at the loft sometime around 3:00, so that'll give you some time to get ready, no?"

"Yup. I'm already on it."

"I'll talk to you later Rach, don't scare Lucy too much okay?"

Rachel laughed, "I make no promises Uncle E."

Rachel took in her surroundings and let out a soft sigh. Alright, it's time to get down to business. She busied herself and started to clean up the mess that she had in the living room and kitchen from breakfast earlier, waiting to clean her room last just in case she didn't get to it time and she could tell Lucy not to go in.

She was honestly very excited about having a new roommate coming in. Santana had recently moved out on her own to do a little soul searching and Kurt had long since moved into an apartment with Blaine when he moved into the city. She had enjoyed the short time alone to herself, but she was starting to get a little lonely. When Eric mentioned that Judy's daughter was going to be moving into the city, she saw it as the perfect opportunity to not only garner a new roommate, but as a chance to get closer to the new member of the family. She had felt terrible that she hadn't been able to make her uncle's wedding because of rehearsals for her senior recital at NYADA.

New York had been very kind to her the past four years. After Finn's death she had a hard time dealing with her emotions, but her role as Fanny in Funny Girl turned her into a brand new woman. Well, not completely. She hadn't dated since Finn's death, but that was mainly because she didn't want to lose anyone again. Finn was her one and only.

Upon making sure that the living area and kitchen were spotless, she headed to her room to clean it up as well and lay down to read for a bit to kill some time. After crying to herself at the end of Fragments, she looked at the clock and saw that the time was going to be 2:00 and the movers were going to be at the loft soon.

Going to the kitchen to make sure she had enough food for dinner, the movers knocked on the door and she graciously let them in and pointed them towards the room in the back that would be Lucy's. Once checking the refrigerator and cabinets, she noticed that she needed to pick up a few items from the store, so she hastily wrote a note for Lucy and ran out the door to go pick up the items.

The store was fairly busy when she walked in, so she quickly grabbed a basket and ran to the dairy section for her new non-vegan roommate. She placed some eggs and milk into the basket, not wanting to push someone into her vegan diet, and she also decided to invest in some popcorn and ice cream for any possible movie nights that might come up in the future. Walking up to front, she saw that all of the lines were now very long and checked her watch for the time. It was already going to be 2:45 which meant that she was already starting to push the 45 minute time slot she had given herself.

She bounced on her legs and tried not to seem too annoyed at the level of incompetence that was surrounding her. There was no reason why each of the 8 lines had to be this long. Most of the people didn't even have a lot of groceries. Weren't the employees doing their job?

It was finally her turn and she was ready to get out of the store. The checker took the largest amount of time possible to check her items and she messed up several times keying in her code before Rachel finally got the total.

"Um, that'll be $12.63."

Rachel handed her a 20 and scowled when the checker told her she had to wait for some change to come. She looked at her watch again. She had spent about 15 minutes in the damn line and it was going to take her at least another 15 to walk to the loft with all of the groceries. Rachel was never late.

She made it back to the loft in one piece and rushed to the kitchen to put away the groceries listening for any sound from Lucy. She heard music that vaguely sounded like Hilary Duff and she walked towards the back room to see if her roommate was in there. She passed by her room and stopped when she saw that her door was open. Quietly peering in from the frame, she stopped when she saw the familiar blonde head and flawless form of the last person that she ever thought she would see again.

Suddenly it all made sense. Her mom's name was Judy, her name was Lucy. No, it couldn't be her. She watched as the blonde started shaking her head back and forth and almost tripped walking backwards to the door.

"Quinn?" The blonde stopped dead in her tracks and there was visible clenching in her shoulders. Rachel walked closer and lightly put a hand on her shoulder. "Quinn is that you?"

As soon as she made contact, the girl flinched and quickly turned around. Startled hazel eyes bore into her own and Rachel held her breath as her mind was assaulted by the memories that came with the first view of Quinn in the last 3 years.

The blonde licked her lips, "Rachel?"

Reviews are encouraged and greatly appreciated. Thank you! Oh and quick question.

I know I said Santana was soul searching, but I don't know if I want to do Brittana or Dantana.

Let me know!