CHAPTER ONE

When Quinn saw Rachel step into the gymnasium on Prom night decked out in her gorgeous pink gown arousal engulfed her belly. The diva's gown had a tight fitted bodice down to her waist and met the skirt which flared out to her ankles. It swished around as she swayed to the music filling the room. God, she looks absolutely breath-taking.

Senior year was almost over and she had forged an acquaintance with the diva over the last year and a half but with that, the girlish crush she had on the petite brunette has just doubled in force. Every little quirk and smart remark from the confident diva forged an emotion in the blonde a hairs breath away from love.

"Wow! Rachie looks so pretty!" someone chirped near her ear.

Quinn turned to the blonde dancer and nodded her head in agreement. "She sure does Britt."

Brittany grinned at her friend, "Are you going to stop being a silly and tell her that you love her?"

Quinn's eyes widened in shock "I... Well... I don't think I can do that, Britt."

Brittany scrunched her face in confusion, "How come? She's not with Finn anymore."

That was news to Quinn, "How do you know that?"

"She told me." the blonde dancer said simply.

"When?" Quinn probed.

Brittany sighed, "Rachie and me went to the mall to pick out our dresses together last weekend and she told me that she was not in love with Finn but someone else. She broke up with him last Friday."

Quinn turned back to the diva who was laughing at something that Kurt was saying. The diva's smile was breath-taking. Rachel's presence alone always made a particular part of Quinn's body react immediately. Closing her eyes she willed her treacherous appendage to settle down. Just for tonight. Gosh having a penis was such a nuisance.

Rachel felt a tickling on the back of her neck and turned to glance around the gymnasium. She was immediately pinned by gorgeous hazel orbs. Her body instantly heating up from the intensity. This was not the first time that the brunette had caught the gorgeous blonde cheerio staring at her. The diva had caught the blonde in her locker mirror staring directly at her ass on numerous occasions. During glee while she was singing, the blonde always stared at her while trying to make it seem like she wasn't staring at her. Most often than not the blondes pupils were blown and her bottom lip was firmly clasped between even white teeth. Her heart rate always increased and heat always bloomed in her belly at the sight of the blonde staring at her like that.

Now with their eyes locked, that same heat ignited inside her and she grinned cheekily at the blonde and looked her up and down; the cheerleader looked amazing in her white ballerina style dress. The blondes long legs were on display and ended with matching strappy heels. Deciding to be a little brave she mouths 'Hi' in greeting.

Quinn caught the mimed word and felt her cheeks flush instantly. All she could do was wave awkwardly.

"God Q," Santana groused as she walked up to her best friend, handing her girlfriend a drink, "you are absolutely hopeless."

Quinn glared at her best friend, "Fuck you, closet case."

Santana hooted out a laugh at the rebuttal. Grabbing Brittany's hand, she twirled the dancer into her arms gracefully. "Difference being that I got my head out of my ass and got my girl. Isn't that right baby?"

Brittany giggled, "Mhmm. Let's dance, Sanny!" she declared, dragging the latina onto the dance floor.

Quinn sighed as she watched her best friends dance together. She wanted that. Glancing back to the petite brunette she found her stood alone now as everyone else had moved to the dance floor. Taking a deep breath she mustered all the courage she had. Time to be brave, Fabray. Exhaling, she made her way across the gym to the brunette. "Hi Rachel."

"Hello Quinn. Are you enjoying yourself this evening?" Rachel smiled her mega-watt smile at the blonde.

Quinn nodded, struck dumb slightly by the gorgeous smile. "Uh... Would you.. Would you want to dance?"

Rached was shocked by the the request. Regardless of the blondes demeanor changing over that last year but this request felt a little out of sorts. The blonde wanted to dance with her?

Quinn watched the indecision and confusion flit across the diva's face and felt her shoulders droop in defeat. "I'm sorry. I should have asked you Rach. I know that you don't like me the way that I like you and you are probably wary of me due to the past and the way that I treated you. I'll... I'll just go now. I'm sorry again. Quinn sent a weak smile at the blonde as the word vomit finally stopped and turned to walk away.

Rachel was in shock. Had the blonde just admitted to liking her? Were her suspicions correct? Did the looks and amicable relationship mean that the blonde liked her? Rachel hadn't wanted to hope just to be let down in the end. Again. She herself had been in love with the blonde since the first time she set eyes on her in kindergarten.

Suddenly coming back to the present she noticed the blonde had started walking away, lurching forward she grabbed the blondes wrist and pulled her back toward herself. "You like me?"

Quinn blushed profusely not realizing that she had said that, but it was out there now so all she could do was nod.

The diva tilted her head to the side staring into the blonde eyes, looking for any indication of deceit. Finding none she decided to challenge the blonde, "Prove it."

Quinn raised a brow in astonishment, "How?"

"Kiss me." Rachel said simply, watching as the blondes other eyebrow raised to meet its counterpart and her hazel orbs to fill first with confusion followed closely by challenge. Finally the pupils flared with lust.

Quinn didn't waste another second and steps forward into the petite brunette and wrapping her hands around her tiny waist. Leaning down she stops a breath away from the singers lips, allowing a moment for the brunette to pull back, when she didn't she swept down and captured Rachel's lips. Pulling the full bottom lip into her mouth and nipping at it softly with her teeth.

Rachel's eyes fell closed as her vision was filled with fireworks. When she felt the blonde pull her bottom lip into her mouth and nip at it all she could do was moan. Wrapping her arms around the blondes neck she pushed up onto her toes to press her body fully against the blondes. Angling her mouth against the blondes for a deeper connection, she swiped her tongue over the ex-cheerleaders bottom lip. She was seeking access, once granted she probed inside and teased her tongue against Quinn's.

Quinn groaned and sucked the diva's tongue into her mouth while sliding her hand around to the small of the brunettes back and pressing the diva's body firmly against her own. Vaguely she heard her best friends hoot and holler at her. But she couldn't be bothered with that. Because she was finally kissing her crush. Finally.

Rachel pulled back slowly and stared at the blondes beautiful face. Her eyes were still closed, lashes shadowing the rosy cheeks and her bottom lip was now pulled firmly between her teeth. "Open your eyes." She whispered, rubbing her nose against the blondes before pulling back once again. When the ex-cheerio shook her head in refusal, Rachel was instantly charmed by the act. "Why not?"

Quinn released her lip and sighed softly, "I don't want to wake up from this dream."

Rachel's heart fluttered, "C'mon baby. Let me see those gorgeous eyes."

When Quinn's eyes flew open in shock from the term of endearment, Rachel smiled at her affectionately, "There you are." she cooed, playing with the baby hairs at the nape of the blondes neck.

"What now?"Quinn whispered.

"Now we dance." Rachel says, swaying to the slow song that just started.

So they danced.