Two Lives, One Story - Chapter Four
Title: Two Live, One Story - 5/?
Author: ElizaOlivia
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3400
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn, Dianna/Lea
Spoilers: Up to 2x02 - Brittney/Brittany
Summary: Quinn and Dianna switch worlds, now Lea and Rachel have to help them get back to the right one. Established Achele, potential future Faberry
Disclaimers: Real person shipping. Be warned. And I obviously don't own any of the people in this, and I didn't get Dianna or Lea for Christmas.
A/N: I think I kind of ship Rachel/Dianna, though Rachel/Lea/Quinn/Dianna will always be my OTP XD. But really, who wouldn't meet Dianna and eventually fall in love?
Prologue / Chapter One / Chapter Two / Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Dianna had had the strangest dream, though not exactly a new one. While she often dreamed of herself as Quinn and Lea as Rachel, they normally would just "get it on" and then she would wake up. This time it had been a lot more vivid and realistic, with Rachel resisting her advances, instead of immediately falling into bed with her. Though they had fallen into bed, but in the most literal sense.
Now as she opened her eyes, she felt the familiar warmth of arms encircling her, and soft breath against the back of her neck. Thank God she had finally woken up, and she was eager to tell the brunette all about her dream, but for now she was content in just letting her sleep a bit longer. She pulled the arms around her waist closer as she searched for the clock to see what time it was. 5:57. Great. And it looks like Lea got a new alarm clock, because this one was definitely different. She also didn't quite remember if the night stand had always looked like that.
Dianna slowly turned herself around so she could look at the sleeping beauty beside her, trying as hard as possible not to disturb her. Wow, she was gorgeous. Dianna always thought Lea looked best as she slept. Without any make up or a care in the world. This was just pure...her, the person she loved. She pulled a strand of brown hair away from the diva's eyes, and was rewarded with a smile and tighter grip.
Dianna leaned forward to kiss those enticing lips. Lea loved being woken up that way, and Dianna wasn't opposed or anything. But then the alarm went off, and she didn't accomplish her mission. The brunette's eyes shot open, inches away from the hazel ones. She lurched back in shock, falling off the side of the bed and Dianna couldn't help but giggle at how cute it was.
"Babe, are you okay?" She asked as she waddled to the side of the bed, reaching her hand out to help the brunette up.
She took it, pulling herself to her feet but not letting go of the blonde's hand. "What? I, uh, yeah. I'm fine. Sorry for, you know. I knew I should have just slept on the floor. Um, I'll just go die in the bathroom now."
Dianna laughed and pulled a shocked Rachel to her, wrapping her arms around her waist. "Lea, stop messing around and just kiss me already."
No matter how enticing that offer kind of was, Rachel had to keep her priorities in order. "I don't know what you're playing at, Quinn, but I can assure you I will not fall for such a poorly planned and executed way of humiliating me. So I suggest we get changed, have some breakfast, and then I can take you home. I'm sure your mother is quite worried, and if we hurry I can even make my ten AM ballet class in time."
Okay, now Lea was just being annoying. It was one thing to act like Rachel during their Faberry fantasy sex, but when she wasn't even kissing her, the fun was lost. "Lea, I don't know if this is some acting exercise or weird way of apologizing for taking Theo to Paris instead of me, but I much prefer Lea to Rachel...even if that whole 'Catholic school girl" thing is kind of hot."
Rachel's face had switched from frustration to confusion. "Quinn, I don't know who this Lea girl is, and I think that 'Catholic school girl" quip was a subtle way of saying I look hot, so thank you, but we really need to get moving before the day is wasted away. Do you want to use the bathroom first, or should..."
"Oh my God Lea! You are not Rachel Berry! You are Lea Michele Sarfati!"
Rachel put on her best fake smile. "Quinn, I can assure you I am no such person."
Dianna fell back against the bed in frustration. "Yes you are! You are 24 years old. You've been acting since you were eight. You were in the Tony Award winning show, 'Spring Awakening.' You're an Emmy nominated, SAG Award winning actress. So, I forgive you, okay. I'm over it. Do whatever you want with your beard, just please stop pretending to be Rachel Berry!"
And awkward silence overtook the room. Then soft giggles permeated. Dianna couldn't help but smile, the whole situation was kind of funny. At least Lea had finally given up the game.
"I have a SAG Award?" giggle "I was on a Broadway show?" giggle "I'm 24?" giggle. "Maybe you're not all that bad Quinn."
Fuck.
"Oh my God! You really think you're Rachel!" Dianna threw her arms up in frustration, pulling herself up to a sitting position.
"Yeah, of course, silly. That's because I am. I'm Rachel and you're Quinn, and you fell yesterday, which clearly addled your brain resulting in our rather humorous conversation this fine morning. So if we could just get back to that schedule of events I was detailing earli-" Rachel reached out her hand for Dianna's, trying to pull her off the bed. The blonde didn't budge.
She was too busy with her own thoughts. What was going on? And why was she on the Rachel's bedroom set? What if... No. That would be impossible. Absolutely impossible. But then again... No. Stop thinking that. This was all just a dream or hallucination or something. That was it. She must have smoked a bad joint and now she was paying the consequences. But what if, just if, she had somehow...transported? teleported? phased? into the Glee world. What if this was somehow kind of real? Fucking awesome. She'd be like Alice, falling down the rabbit hole...but more of a celluloid hole. So like Tron, or that Scooby Doo movie.
"Quinn? Quinn? QUINN!" The blonde was startled out of her thoughts and finally noticed the brunette yanking on her arm. "Will you please get up? We're already running behind. Dianna pulled her down instead and then turned to the diva with crazed eyes.
"You're Rachel, right? Rachel Berry?" The brunette nodded. "And I'm Quinn Fabray." And again. "But what if I told you I wasn't Quinn Fabray, but my name was Dianna Agron and I was from a world where you were a character on a television show, portrayed by the girl I'm madly in love with." Rachel looked like she was about to interrupt, but Dianna continued on before she could. "No, seriously. I can prove it. Um...if I weren't telling the truth, how could I know you kissed Finn in the auditorium while he and Quinn were still dating?"
"Simple. Finn must have told you."
"Right. But he didn't. And you kissed him again at the bowling alley. But never mind. Let me think."
Dianna starting biting her lower lip, deep in thought, and Rachel couldn't help but blush. The blonde looked kind of adorable when she did that.
"How about that you developed this random crush on Mr. Schuester and even showed up at his house? Or that you're the one that got Sandy Ryerson fired."
Rachel sighed. "Quinn. In all these situations, there were plenty of other parties that could have attested to the events happening. I don't see how this prov-"
Dianna shushed her. "Okay. When you were taking school pictures last year and Finn didn't show up, you sang that song in your head. When you're smiling, when you're smiling. The whole world smiles with you."
This time Rachel was speechless.
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It took ten minutes and a tall glass of water to calm Rachel down. Dianna was soothingly rubbing her back. "So, you're really not Quinn?" Dianna nodded and Rachel gulped. "And I'm not real?" A single tear trailed down her face.
Dianna pulled her in for a hug and whispered in her ear. "You're real to me. I'll tell you a secret. You're kind of my favorite character. And not just because you look like my gorgeous girlfriend, but because you have so much heart and I think I relate to you the most." She could feel the brunette smile against her neck. "So look, we're gonna fix this. We'll go back to that science room, and recreate the chain of events or something like that."
Rachel kind of didn't want this new Quinn to leave. She preferred her a lot more to her version. Sure, she'd maybe had a thing for Quinn. Once. For a fleeting moment. But Dianna made her feel special. Wanted. Something no one else in her life had ever bothered to do. Too bad her heart belonged to another. And the irony of it was that person was basically her twin.
"Who knows, maybe all I have to do is tap my heels together and say 'there's no place like home.'"
Rachel smiled and turned to her, "You've seen the 'Wizard of Oz'?"
Dianna snickered. "Rachel, everyone has seen the 'Wizard of Oz." Wanna know something funny?"
Rachel replied with a bashful nod.
"You're actually playing Dorothy in an animated version."
The brunette's smile increased tenfold. She took Dianna's hand in hers and started bouncing on the bed. "Really! That's my favorite movie. Well, after 'Funny Girl' and 'the Sound of Music,' but it's still up there. Am I super famous where you're from? Does everyone love me? Omg...do I have a star! On the Walk of Fame, do I have a star on the Walk of Fame?"
Dianna smiled. Rachel was just as adorable as Lea when she was obsessing. "Yeah, Rach. You're a big star. You took over Broadway, and now you're taking over television. Oh, and you always win the 'Most Fashionable' title."
Rachel's eyes lit up, that last part seemed to be the most intriguing to her. "They think I dress well? No one mocks me, or calls me names? Do people get slushied where you're from?"
"Well, no. That never really happens, though I heard some people started doing it after seeing the show." That seemed to sadden Rachel. She really did have such a big heart, despite her singularly selfish goals in life.
"I wish I could live in your world. I wish I could go with you. Lea seems to have everything. Fame, fortune, you..." She shied her eyes away, pretending the busy herself with straightening the comforter on her bed.
It was then that Dianna realized just how much Rachel would miss her when she left. It broke her heart a little bit to think about it. "Rachel?"
Rachel had hugged a pillow to her chest and buried her face in it. At the sound of her name though, she looked up. "Huh?"
"Rachel, do you like Quinn?"
She blushed and reburied her head in her pillow. She mumbled something that Dianna couldn't possible understand, given the object blocking her mouth. "Rachel, honey, you have to uncover your mouth and say that again."
Rachel turned her head, refusing to sit up. "I said, I don't know. It's not that I'm opposed to the idea of liking a girl, and I would of course admit to finding Quinn attractive, but we've never really had a conversation that didn't involve her insulting me or accusing me of having ulterior motives."
Dianna tucked a bit of Rachel's hair out of her face. "Well, trust me. If any bit of me shines through, I'm sure Quinn feels the same. I can't tell you how many times I got in trouble with Ryan for shooting Lea longing gazes from across the choir room."
Rachel had no idea who this Ryan guy was, but all she was focusing on was that Quinn kind of, maybe, sort of, might have a crush on her too. "You really think so?"
"I know so," Dianna replied and then kissed Rachel's nose. "I mean, what's not to like?"
The brunette blushed. Why couldn't Quinn be as open and touchy feely as Dianna was? If she didn't try hard enough, she could really see herself falling for this blonde as well.
"Right," Dianna said, clasping her hands together and popping up from the bed. "Let's get some breakfast and then find a way to sneak into the school. I make a mean vegan pancake. You're gonna fall in love."
"Oh, I think I already am," Rachel muttered just enough that Dianna didn't hear her. The brunette smiled to herself. And she was a vegan. Could Dianna be more perfect?
"Are you coming?" The blonde asked as she held her hand out for Rachel to take. "I think I'm also going to try to make them into shapes. You'll want a star of course, I know how much metaphors mean to you. I think I'll try for a..."
Okay, maybe she could get more perfect.
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"I saw this on the Discovery Channel once." Rachel was fiddling with a window on the side of the high school while Dianna kept watch. The whole scene was all a bit ridiculous. "Just stick this here, twist like this, and..." The window popped open and Rachel let out a shriek of joy. "Dianna! Dianna! I got it!"
Dianna turned around to see the brunette's handiwork. "Woah, good job Rach. I figured with your extensive knowledge on crack houses, you'd probably know a bit about picking locks. And I guess I was right."
Rachel couldn't wipe the smile off her face, overwhelmed by the joy she felt from pleasing the blonde. "Give me a boost?"
Dianna stuck her knee out and Rachel made her way through the window, falling on the other side.
"Rach, Rachel, are you okay?"
A groan. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just didn't think about that part."
"Okay. One sec, I'll be right over."
Rachel heard some scuffling and then the distinct sound of feet hitting the floor. The next thing she knew, the blonde was by her side, checking her over for injury.
"Are you alright? Does anything hurt? Do you think you can stand? God, this was such a stupid idea. I'm sorry for dragging you into this Rach, what was I thinking? If anything happened to you I don't...I don't know what I'd..."
Rachel was flattered by how much the blonde cared about her. It was kind of a foreign concept. Even though she was dating Finn, he never seemed to worry about her feelings unless they interfered with his own.
"Yeah, I'm alright. Don't worry. Just a little bruised maybe." The brunette made to get up, wincing a bit.
"I never should have brought you into this. It was stupid. We can just go ho-"
Rachel interrupted her. "No, it's fine. Really. There's nowhere else I'd rather be."
Dianna beamed. "Thanks, that really means a lot."
---
Dianna took the steps two at a time up to the second floor. She was excited to find the science room, get home, and be with Lea again. At least the consolation was she got to hang out with Rachel Berry for a day, but regardless, she really missed her girlfriend and couldn't wait to be back in her arms. Rachel didn't seem to be as enthusiastic about getting her home though. Which really didn't make sense to Dianna. Wouldn't that mean Quinn would be back and then Rachel could tell her how she felt and then they could fall madly in love? What was not to like about that scenario?
Maybe the fact that Rachel was slowly falling for Dianna. The whole thing was really messing with her mind. Dianna looked like Quinn, down to the last freckle, but was openly sweet and kind. Whenever Rachel and Quinn had a conversation, it was more of a debate. But every so often, Rachel thought she saw something underneath. A flicker in her eyes, a hesitation in her voice. It was for moments like these that the brunette held on. She just knew beneath that tough exterior beat the heart of the real Quinn. And she hoped that this person would be worth the wait.
Another part of Rachel thought she wasn't even good enough for Dianna's affections. Somewhere else, in a world separate from hers was a girl who looked like her, sang like her, but was so much more than her. She was truly deserving of this golden goddess. Rachel was just a Lima loser.
"Hey, you coming?" The call came from the top of the stairs and shook the brunette out of her musings. She nodded, smiled and sprinted up the steps. This turned out to be a stupid idea though when she tripped over the last one. Luckily the blonde was there to catch her.
"Well, you're as clumsy as Lea. That's for sure."
It both hurt and comforted her that there was some part of her that reminded the blonde of her doppelganger. Even such a trivial bit. "It's, um, at the end of the hall," Rachel instructed, trying to remember their task.
Dianna smiled and held her hand out for the brunette to take. "Well, come on then."
She took it and found herself instantly being dragged down the hallway, their running turning into a skip as giggled over took them both. It was the one time Rachel had been glad to be in the halls of McKinley High
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"Okay. I was lying here, watching the planets revolve, then I," Dianna jumped up and skipped over to the counter. "Then I made my way over here. And, and there was this orb filled with electrical sparks. You know, those purple things that when you touch them, the bolts are attracted to the discharges in your fingers."
Rachel just nodded along.
"So I was touching it, and then scooted a bit closer, leaning my elbow on the countertop." The blonde mimicked her previous actions. "Then I, I heard a commotion somewhere on set. I jumped back, startled, and slipped on a puddle of water. Next thing I knew, I was here."
Rachel sat herself down on the top of one of the desks. "Okay. So should we just recreate the chain of events. I think Mr. Blank stores the plasma ball, that's what they're called, in his cabinet." She made her way over to the closet behind the teacher's desk. It fortunately wasn't locked. "Here we go. And I suppose we'll need some water." She filled a beaker with water from the tap and splashed it over the floor.
Dianna smirked, the scene was set. "Hopefully this works, otherwise the bump on my head will be for nothing."
The brunette was secretly hoping it wouldn't work, but she'd never let on.
Dianna position herself so that she was touching the plugged in plasma ball and standing beside the spilled water. Rachel was standing next to her, waiting with baited breath.
"Here goes nothing," the blonde declared, stepping into the puddle. Instantly she felt a warm glow overtake her. It quickly turned painful though and she screamed out as the sensation of a million needles poking
her enveloped her.
"Dianna! What's wrong!?" Rachel asked, panic in her voice. She reached out to comfort the blonde. The moment their skin met, Rachel felt the same pain Dianna was experiencing.
The next thing she knew, they were both in the science room. Lying flat on their backs, in the darkness.
Chapter Five
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Author: ElizaOlivia
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3400
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn, Dianna/Lea
Spoilers: Up to 2x02 - Brittney/Brittany
Summary: Quinn and Dianna switch worlds, now Lea and Rachel have to help them get back to the right one. Established Achele, potential future Faberry
Disclaimers: Real person shipping. Be warned. And I obviously don't own any of the people in this, and I didn't get Dianna or Lea for Christmas.
A/N: I think I kind of ship Rachel/Dianna, though Rachel/Lea/Quinn/Dianna will always be my OTP XD. But really, who wouldn't meet Dianna and eventually fall in love?
Prologue / Chapter One / Chapter Two / Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Dianna had had the strangest dream, though not exactly a new one. While she often dreamed of herself as Quinn and Lea as Rachel, they normally would just "get it on" and then she would wake up. This time it had been a lot more vivid and realistic, with Rachel resisting her advances, instead of immediately falling into bed with her. Though they had fallen into bed, but in the most literal sense.
Now as she opened her eyes, she felt the familiar warmth of arms encircling her, and soft breath against the back of her neck. Thank God she had finally woken up, and she was eager to tell the brunette all about her dream, but for now she was content in just letting her sleep a bit longer. She pulled the arms around her waist closer as she searched for the clock to see what time it was. 5:57. Great. And it looks like Lea got a new alarm clock, because this one was definitely different. She also didn't quite remember if the night stand had always looked like that.
Dianna slowly turned herself around so she could look at the sleeping beauty beside her, trying as hard as possible not to disturb her. Wow, she was gorgeous. Dianna always thought Lea looked best as she slept. Without any make up or a care in the world. This was just pure...her, the person she loved. She pulled a strand of brown hair away from the diva's eyes, and was rewarded with a smile and tighter grip.
Dianna leaned forward to kiss those enticing lips. Lea loved being woken up that way, and Dianna wasn't opposed or anything. But then the alarm went off, and she didn't accomplish her mission. The brunette's eyes shot open, inches away from the hazel ones. She lurched back in shock, falling off the side of the bed and Dianna couldn't help but giggle at how cute it was.
"Babe, are you okay?" She asked as she waddled to the side of the bed, reaching her hand out to help the brunette up.
She took it, pulling herself to her feet but not letting go of the blonde's hand. "What? I, uh, yeah. I'm fine. Sorry for, you know. I knew I should have just slept on the floor. Um, I'll just go die in the bathroom now."
Dianna laughed and pulled a shocked Rachel to her, wrapping her arms around her waist. "Lea, stop messing around and just kiss me already."
No matter how enticing that offer kind of was, Rachel had to keep her priorities in order. "I don't know what you're playing at, Quinn, but I can assure you I will not fall for such a poorly planned and executed way of humiliating me. So I suggest we get changed, have some breakfast, and then I can take you home. I'm sure your mother is quite worried, and if we hurry I can even make my ten AM ballet class in time."
Okay, now Lea was just being annoying. It was one thing to act like Rachel during their Faberry fantasy sex, but when she wasn't even kissing her, the fun was lost. "Lea, I don't know if this is some acting exercise or weird way of apologizing for taking Theo to Paris instead of me, but I much prefer Lea to Rachel...even if that whole 'Catholic school girl" thing is kind of hot."
Rachel's face had switched from frustration to confusion. "Quinn, I don't know who this Lea girl is, and I think that 'Catholic school girl" quip was a subtle way of saying I look hot, so thank you, but we really need to get moving before the day is wasted away. Do you want to use the bathroom first, or should..."
"Oh my God Lea! You are not Rachel Berry! You are Lea Michele Sarfati!"
Rachel put on her best fake smile. "Quinn, I can assure you I am no such person."
Dianna fell back against the bed in frustration. "Yes you are! You are 24 years old. You've been acting since you were eight. You were in the Tony Award winning show, 'Spring Awakening.' You're an Emmy nominated, SAG Award winning actress. So, I forgive you, okay. I'm over it. Do whatever you want with your beard, just please stop pretending to be Rachel Berry!"
And awkward silence overtook the room. Then soft giggles permeated. Dianna couldn't help but smile, the whole situation was kind of funny. At least Lea had finally given up the game.
"I have a SAG Award?" giggle "I was on a Broadway show?" giggle "I'm 24?" giggle. "Maybe you're not all that bad Quinn."
Fuck.
"Oh my God! You really think you're Rachel!" Dianna threw her arms up in frustration, pulling herself up to a sitting position.
"Yeah, of course, silly. That's because I am. I'm Rachel and you're Quinn, and you fell yesterday, which clearly addled your brain resulting in our rather humorous conversation this fine morning. So if we could just get back to that schedule of events I was detailing earli-" Rachel reached out her hand for Dianna's, trying to pull her off the bed. The blonde didn't budge.
She was too busy with her own thoughts. What was going on? And why was she on the Rachel's bedroom set? What if... No. That would be impossible. Absolutely impossible. But then again... No. Stop thinking that. This was all just a dream or hallucination or something. That was it. She must have smoked a bad joint and now she was paying the consequences. But what if, just if, she had somehow...transported? teleported? phased? into the Glee world. What if this was somehow kind of real? Fucking awesome. She'd be like Alice, falling down the rabbit hole...but more of a celluloid hole. So like Tron, or that Scooby Doo movie.
"Quinn? Quinn? QUINN!" The blonde was startled out of her thoughts and finally noticed the brunette yanking on her arm. "Will you please get up? We're already running behind. Dianna pulled her down instead and then turned to the diva with crazed eyes.
"You're Rachel, right? Rachel Berry?" The brunette nodded. "And I'm Quinn Fabray." And again. "But what if I told you I wasn't Quinn Fabray, but my name was Dianna Agron and I was from a world where you were a character on a television show, portrayed by the girl I'm madly in love with." Rachel looked like she was about to interrupt, but Dianna continued on before she could. "No, seriously. I can prove it. Um...if I weren't telling the truth, how could I know you kissed Finn in the auditorium while he and Quinn were still dating?"
"Simple. Finn must have told you."
"Right. But he didn't. And you kissed him again at the bowling alley. But never mind. Let me think."
Dianna starting biting her lower lip, deep in thought, and Rachel couldn't help but blush. The blonde looked kind of adorable when she did that.
"How about that you developed this random crush on Mr. Schuester and even showed up at his house? Or that you're the one that got Sandy Ryerson fired."
Rachel sighed. "Quinn. In all these situations, there were plenty of other parties that could have attested to the events happening. I don't see how this prov-"
Dianna shushed her. "Okay. When you were taking school pictures last year and Finn didn't show up, you sang that song in your head. When you're smiling, when you're smiling. The whole world smiles with you."
This time Rachel was speechless.
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It took ten minutes and a tall glass of water to calm Rachel down. Dianna was soothingly rubbing her back. "So, you're really not Quinn?" Dianna nodded and Rachel gulped. "And I'm not real?" A single tear trailed down her face.
Dianna pulled her in for a hug and whispered in her ear. "You're real to me. I'll tell you a secret. You're kind of my favorite character. And not just because you look like my gorgeous girlfriend, but because you have so much heart and I think I relate to you the most." She could feel the brunette smile against her neck. "So look, we're gonna fix this. We'll go back to that science room, and recreate the chain of events or something like that."
Rachel kind of didn't want this new Quinn to leave. She preferred her a lot more to her version. Sure, she'd maybe had a thing for Quinn. Once. For a fleeting moment. But Dianna made her feel special. Wanted. Something no one else in her life had ever bothered to do. Too bad her heart belonged to another. And the irony of it was that person was basically her twin.
"Who knows, maybe all I have to do is tap my heels together and say 'there's no place like home.'"
Rachel smiled and turned to her, "You've seen the 'Wizard of Oz'?"
Dianna snickered. "Rachel, everyone has seen the 'Wizard of Oz." Wanna know something funny?"
Rachel replied with a bashful nod.
"You're actually playing Dorothy in an animated version."
The brunette's smile increased tenfold. She took Dianna's hand in hers and started bouncing on the bed. "Really! That's my favorite movie. Well, after 'Funny Girl' and 'the Sound of Music,' but it's still up there. Am I super famous where you're from? Does everyone love me? Omg...do I have a star! On the Walk of Fame, do I have a star on the Walk of Fame?"
Dianna smiled. Rachel was just as adorable as Lea when she was obsessing. "Yeah, Rach. You're a big star. You took over Broadway, and now you're taking over television. Oh, and you always win the 'Most Fashionable' title."
Rachel's eyes lit up, that last part seemed to be the most intriguing to her. "They think I dress well? No one mocks me, or calls me names? Do people get slushied where you're from?"
"Well, no. That never really happens, though I heard some people started doing it after seeing the show." That seemed to sadden Rachel. She really did have such a big heart, despite her singularly selfish goals in life.
"I wish I could live in your world. I wish I could go with you. Lea seems to have everything. Fame, fortune, you..." She shied her eyes away, pretending the busy herself with straightening the comforter on her bed.
It was then that Dianna realized just how much Rachel would miss her when she left. It broke her heart a little bit to think about it. "Rachel?"
Rachel had hugged a pillow to her chest and buried her face in it. At the sound of her name though, she looked up. "Huh?"
"Rachel, do you like Quinn?"
She blushed and reburied her head in her pillow. She mumbled something that Dianna couldn't possible understand, given the object blocking her mouth. "Rachel, honey, you have to uncover your mouth and say that again."
Rachel turned her head, refusing to sit up. "I said, I don't know. It's not that I'm opposed to the idea of liking a girl, and I would of course admit to finding Quinn attractive, but we've never really had a conversation that didn't involve her insulting me or accusing me of having ulterior motives."
Dianna tucked a bit of Rachel's hair out of her face. "Well, trust me. If any bit of me shines through, I'm sure Quinn feels the same. I can't tell you how many times I got in trouble with Ryan for shooting Lea longing gazes from across the choir room."
Rachel had no idea who this Ryan guy was, but all she was focusing on was that Quinn kind of, maybe, sort of, might have a crush on her too. "You really think so?"
"I know so," Dianna replied and then kissed Rachel's nose. "I mean, what's not to like?"
The brunette blushed. Why couldn't Quinn be as open and touchy feely as Dianna was? If she didn't try hard enough, she could really see herself falling for this blonde as well.
"Right," Dianna said, clasping her hands together and popping up from the bed. "Let's get some breakfast and then find a way to sneak into the school. I make a mean vegan pancake. You're gonna fall in love."
"Oh, I think I already am," Rachel muttered just enough that Dianna didn't hear her. The brunette smiled to herself. And she was a vegan. Could Dianna be more perfect?
"Are you coming?" The blonde asked as she held her hand out for Rachel to take. "I think I'm also going to try to make them into shapes. You'll want a star of course, I know how much metaphors mean to you. I think I'll try for a..."
Okay, maybe she could get more perfect.
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"I saw this on the Discovery Channel once." Rachel was fiddling with a window on the side of the high school while Dianna kept watch. The whole scene was all a bit ridiculous. "Just stick this here, twist like this, and..." The window popped open and Rachel let out a shriek of joy. "Dianna! Dianna! I got it!"
Dianna turned around to see the brunette's handiwork. "Woah, good job Rach. I figured with your extensive knowledge on crack houses, you'd probably know a bit about picking locks. And I guess I was right."
Rachel couldn't wipe the smile off her face, overwhelmed by the joy she felt from pleasing the blonde. "Give me a boost?"
Dianna stuck her knee out and Rachel made her way through the window, falling on the other side.
"Rach, Rachel, are you okay?"
A groan. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just didn't think about that part."
"Okay. One sec, I'll be right over."
Rachel heard some scuffling and then the distinct sound of feet hitting the floor. The next thing she knew, the blonde was by her side, checking her over for injury.
"Are you alright? Does anything hurt? Do you think you can stand? God, this was such a stupid idea. I'm sorry for dragging you into this Rach, what was I thinking? If anything happened to you I don't...I don't know what I'd..."
Rachel was flattered by how much the blonde cared about her. It was kind of a foreign concept. Even though she was dating Finn, he never seemed to worry about her feelings unless they interfered with his own.
"Yeah, I'm alright. Don't worry. Just a little bruised maybe." The brunette made to get up, wincing a bit.
"I never should have brought you into this. It was stupid. We can just go ho-"
Rachel interrupted her. "No, it's fine. Really. There's nowhere else I'd rather be."
Dianna beamed. "Thanks, that really means a lot."
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Dianna took the steps two at a time up to the second floor. She was excited to find the science room, get home, and be with Lea again. At least the consolation was she got to hang out with Rachel Berry for a day, but regardless, she really missed her girlfriend and couldn't wait to be back in her arms. Rachel didn't seem to be as enthusiastic about getting her home though. Which really didn't make sense to Dianna. Wouldn't that mean Quinn would be back and then Rachel could tell her how she felt and then they could fall madly in love? What was not to like about that scenario?
Maybe the fact that Rachel was slowly falling for Dianna. The whole thing was really messing with her mind. Dianna looked like Quinn, down to the last freckle, but was openly sweet and kind. Whenever Rachel and Quinn had a conversation, it was more of a debate. But every so often, Rachel thought she saw something underneath. A flicker in her eyes, a hesitation in her voice. It was for moments like these that the brunette held on. She just knew beneath that tough exterior beat the heart of the real Quinn. And she hoped that this person would be worth the wait.
Another part of Rachel thought she wasn't even good enough for Dianna's affections. Somewhere else, in a world separate from hers was a girl who looked like her, sang like her, but was so much more than her. She was truly deserving of this golden goddess. Rachel was just a Lima loser.
"Hey, you coming?" The call came from the top of the stairs and shook the brunette out of her musings. She nodded, smiled and sprinted up the steps. This turned out to be a stupid idea though when she tripped over the last one. Luckily the blonde was there to catch her.
"Well, you're as clumsy as Lea. That's for sure."
It both hurt and comforted her that there was some part of her that reminded the blonde of her doppelganger. Even such a trivial bit. "It's, um, at the end of the hall," Rachel instructed, trying to remember their task.
Dianna smiled and held her hand out for the brunette to take. "Well, come on then."
She took it and found herself instantly being dragged down the hallway, their running turning into a skip as giggled over took them both. It was the one time Rachel had been glad to be in the halls of McKinley High
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"Okay. I was lying here, watching the planets revolve, then I," Dianna jumped up and skipped over to the counter. "Then I made my way over here. And, and there was this orb filled with electrical sparks. You know, those purple things that when you touch them, the bolts are attracted to the discharges in your fingers."
Rachel just nodded along.
"So I was touching it, and then scooted a bit closer, leaning my elbow on the countertop." The blonde mimicked her previous actions. "Then I, I heard a commotion somewhere on set. I jumped back, startled, and slipped on a puddle of water. Next thing I knew, I was here."
Rachel sat herself down on the top of one of the desks. "Okay. So should we just recreate the chain of events. I think Mr. Blank stores the plasma ball, that's what they're called, in his cabinet." She made her way over to the closet behind the teacher's desk. It fortunately wasn't locked. "Here we go. And I suppose we'll need some water." She filled a beaker with water from the tap and splashed it over the floor.
Dianna smirked, the scene was set. "Hopefully this works, otherwise the bump on my head will be for nothing."
The brunette was secretly hoping it wouldn't work, but she'd never let on.
Dianna position herself so that she was touching the plugged in plasma ball and standing beside the spilled water. Rachel was standing next to her, waiting with baited breath.
"Here goes nothing," the blonde declared, stepping into the puddle. Instantly she felt a warm glow overtake her. It quickly turned painful though and she screamed out as the sensation of a million needles poking
her enveloped her.
"Dianna! What's wrong!?" Rachel asked, panic in her voice. She reached out to comfort the blonde. The moment their skin met, Rachel felt the same pain Dianna was experiencing.
The next thing she knew, they were both in the science room. Lying flat on their backs, in the darkness.
Chapter Five
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