Rachel is what you'd call a controllist.

It's almost like it's a brand new feeling, quite honestly. The bright flash of cold, the sudden, faint pain in her eyes, the shiver in her spine as the slushee drips down her back. The new parts, though, are Quinn's warning cry just before hand, her own surprised scream, the yelling from who she assumes is her assaulter just behind her...the frantic kicking in her belly as her heartbeat kicks up. She doesn't really register what's going on around her, doesn't have the presence of mind to leave the library. She can hear Quinn's voice over the yelling of the other girl, and then there's more screaming -- sounds like spanish but everything is foreign to Rachel's ears right now except "The bitch is faking. She couldn't keep him so she's faking" -- and someone's coat is over her shoulders -- oh, right. Her dress is white today and totally see-through now in places... -- as she's being led out of the room. She thinks it's Brittany on one side and Quinn on the other, although whoever she thinks is Quinn is gone pretty soon and Brittany's on the phone with someone.

"Phones aren't allowed at school, Br-Oh Rachel." Ms. Pilsbury comes from behind them, ushering them both into the bathroom and when Kurt comes running up, she doesn't even blink when he enters right behind them. He says Mercedes and Tina are coming but Rachel's not really paying attention. Through the walls and the half open door she can hear all of the commotion in the hall while Kurt and Brittany try to clean her up, even if Rachel's just sitting helplessly on the windowsill, not moving, not saying a word, mouth working half open and closed again helplessly.

"Puck!' Quinn makes it to the cafeteria about the same time that the news does, and there's a rush of people heading to the library to try and catch the fight before someone breaks it up. It's obvious he doesn't know yet, since he's looking just about as enthused as the rest of the crowd as he walks towards the library.