Rachel: Look, I know everyone expects us to be enemies and be in competition, but I don’t hate you.
Quinn: Why not? I’ve been awful to you.
Rachel: That was before you knew what it felt like to be me. An outsider. More people are going to start finding out about this and you’re going to need friends who can relate.
Quinn: How can you relate to what I’m going through?
Rachel: You don’t think people whisper about me in the lunch rooms, or draw pornographic pictures of me in the bathroom walls?
Quinn: That was me, actually.
Rachel: Look. I don’t agree with the choice you’re making, but you’re going to need Glee. You have seven months of your youth left - you should enjoy it. And let’s face it, in a couple of months, that cheerleading uniform isn’t going to fit and we’re all you’ll have left.
- Vitamin D
