So here is my first Glee story.
The story will have Quinn as the focal character, but it's not going to be one following her from the moment she gets up and brushes her teeth to the moment she puts on her pj's and goes to sleep! The other characters will all in turn go on journeys of their own.
I can guarantee all pairings will be explored, I'm willing to go with flow with that really and will take any suggestions if you're up for the ride!
Anyway enjoy!
Oh and I don't own Glee or believe me there would be some notable changes!
One building. Two floors. Five hundred pupils. Thirty five teachers. One successful football team. One glee club- closer than ever. One Beiste. One dragon-like Cheerio Coach. One counsellor. McKinley High School was buzzing, everyone was coming together. Glee club's popularity was slowly rising. Yet Quinn Fabray had never felt more alone.
Everyone was happy, or at the very least content with what they had. All but one.
Rachel was finding the inner diva within herself, coping alone for the first time and realising she was damn good at it. She was concentrating on who was most important- herself. She was going to take the glee club to regionals, write amazing songs and come out on top. And no one dared tell her any differently.
Brittany was doing what she did best- go with whatever came at her. Artie was there for her and they were just, well them. Neither knew quite why they were together, but neither were going to question it. Artie was making the most of every moment of this reality, never stopping to breathe, and he was doing just fine.
Kurt was on the verge of getting Blaine and keeping him for good. Finally feeling accepted, and feeling just like everyone else for the first time since he joined glee club all that time ago. He had troubles and worries, his life wasn't perfect, but with Blaine he could get through whatever he had to, because he'd never be lonely again.
Mercedes was off with that guy, the one Kurt had focused her on. She wasn't hooked, that wasn't her way. But her eyes lit up every time he shot her a smile, her hands trembled when he casually brushed his hand against hers and her voice cracked a little when she saw him watching her sing though the glee club window. It was new road, but she was excited to see where it would take her.
Tina and Mike were doing better than ever. Thriving even. From the outside looking in they looked peaceful. Perfect. She'd sing, he'd dance, they dance and sing together. If she was upset he's wrap his arms around her and tell her everything was going to be alright. If he was upset she'd know exactly what to do. They just fit.
Puck was just being himself, but Lauren was changing him slightly. He was learning things even Quinn couldn't show him. He'd never let on, but she was teaching him how to be better. Something even baby Beth couldn't do. He didn't know why he liked her, and she didn't know why she out up with him, but they did. It was just that simple.
Santana was being well- Santana. Sticking her throat down Sam's throat at every opportunity and making sure to wrap herself around him as tight as she could. Sam just held on, glad for what he could only think of as fresh air. That was what she was- fresh air. Something new and exciting. They both knew it wasn't serious and wouldn't last, but neither really cared that much.
And Finn. Finn was going wherever he was lead. He didn't have a path and therefore had no guidelines. He was going from day to day, something he hadn't been able too for a long time. He had no boundaries, no one to hold him down. He wasn't thinking deeply like he had been forced to for so long. He was just going to relax, and live without having to think. Just the way he liked it.
Yet, there was one. The one you'd expect to be strong was crumbling. So much had been buried, so much had been dragged up to the surface. The regrets, the disappointment, the love, the hate, the fear. She had no one to hide behind, she had no one there to hold her hand and go through the storm with her.
She had lost or pushed away everything that had ever mattered to her and now she was alone, and watching everyone else's happiness just sent her into memories. Memories that would never fade. A kiss in the hot tub, a baking session with flour everywhere, a baby looking up from her arms, a ring shining under the lights of a classroom, a promise now lost along with everything else.
A world of promises and could have beens that were forced to be forgotten, pushed away…
A world that not only threatened the very foundations of who Quinn Fabray was, but also the happiness of every one else.