Prologue

You know deep down that you are doing the wrong thing. Your brain is trying desperately to warn you that you'll get hurt. But you still do it…

Quinn's POV

When you see her, with the corner of your eye, approaching you, you can't stop your lips to form a shy smile. She's now standing right next to you, you pretend to not have noticed her presence and she clears her throat to get your attention.

You turn towards her, the first thought that goes through your mind is how cute she gets each passing day. Sometimes you think you are strong enough to ignore the urge to kiss her but you are pretty sure you won't be able to achieve that…ever. That's probably why you are always so mean to her. It's like a defense mechanism. Who would have thought that a perfect little Christian girl like you, a cheerleader for God's sake, could possibly fall in love with a girl. And not just any girl. Rachel Berry.

You knew she was the love of your life since the first time you laid eyes on her, about ten years ago. You were of course too young then but you still felt something different about that short and obnoxious little brunette.

You were taught that homosexuality is a sin, you know that this feelings, this love is wrong. So you just keep fighting against your feelings every single day.

"Hi Quinn." She says and you can't help but notice how delicious her lips look.

"Oh, hi there Treasure Trail." You answer back with a devilish smirk. You can see in her eyes that she's hurt but you pretend to not care, as always. "How can I help you Your Highness?"

"I have an offer to make you." She says confidently.

"Well, let's hear it then." You answer back.

"Well here goes nothing… I want you to help me seduce Mercedes."

"WHAT? Why? When? H-how? Have you completely lost your mind Berry?" You were clearly not expecting to hear that and it's evident by the shock in your face.

"When we sang 'Take me or Leave me' together, I had an epiphany. I realized that Mercedes is the only Glee clubber that can keep up with me both vocally and emotionally. Her voice and her diva attitude made me see how many things we have in common. Since that day I can't stop thinking about her. I believe that I'm in love with her and you as her best friend and the person who's obviously closer to her in this school is the best ally that I can have in this 'battle' to win her heart!"

"And what makes you think that not only she's in love with you too and there's the slightest possibility that I'll help you? You are crazy."

"Why not? I mean, I understand that due to your religious views you might oppose to this but I want you to know that my feelings for her are genuine, I know she might not feel the same. But I was never a coward, I'll take my chances and if she rejects me…well life goes on. At least I'll never wonder what could have happened." You're looking at her in disbelief. Her confidence is scaring you, you don't know how to react. You lock your locker and you start to walk away.

"Quinn. WAIT!" You hear her yell your name and you almost unwillingly turn to look at her. "You didn't hear my offer. You help me get Mercedes and you get Finn, you two become prom King and Queen. I know that's all that you've been dreaming lately. It's a win-win situation Quinn."

You don't seem as excited as she expected you to be. After all she's offering you what you ever wanted the most in a silver platter. The star quarterback of this school, the boy whose reputation and almost 'celebrity' status in this school can easily make you prom queen. You know that if you win the title everyone will forget your pregnancy and that you are no longer the head cheerio. You even might be able to convince yourself to forget. And you'll make your parents proud of you for once after all that happened last year.

"Or not…" She says disappointed before you have the chance to answer.

"Fine. I'll do it manhands."

"Great! Under one condition, though."

"Oh yeah? And what is it?"

"You stop insulting me. My name is Rachel, start using it. Deal?" She says and she offers her hand.

"Deal." You answer and you take her hand, you seal your agreement with a handshake.

The mission 'Woo Mercedes Jones' is officially a go.

You know deep down that you are doing the wrong thing. Your brain is trying desperately to warn you that you'll get hurt. But you still do it…