A/N: I don't own Pretty Little Liars or Glee and the flawless bitches that are Spencer Hastings and Quinn Fabray, sadly, do not belong to me either.


1)

As soon as she shows up at school the new kid has already been assigned a label: classic blonde beauty with good grades and good family; little miss perfect from a cow town in Ohio. Spencer is intrigued because the rumours really don't do the girl justice, they fail at trying to capture everything that is Quinn Fabray. (She found out the girls name in chemistry, her new partner for the year) So she invites the girl to lunch with her because it really must suck coming into a new school when the tern has already started.

2)

They get on like a house on fire. She's athletic like Emily, likes literature and photography like Aria, she's a girls girl which Hanna loves and then there's her brains, drive and stubbornness like Spencer. She tells them stories about her last school; the slushies, the dumpsters and how the cheerleaders practically ran the joint and she owns up to her hand in everything and Spencer finds herself admiring that because who would tell people that she just met barely ten minutes ago. It makes a nice change of all the lies that she's been cloaked in.

3)

"What do you mean he's not your type? He's on the football team and you used to be a cheerleader, isn't that like a law or something" Hanna is berating during lunch on tuesday because that is the first time that the guy had ever been turned down. Spencer grins because Quinn always has to make an impression.

"I mean he's not my type"

"Is your type nerdy 'cause Caleb knows this guy-" There's a tightening in her stomach that she can't explain, why is Hanna so intent on setting Quinn up with someone? Not that she has any right to care or anything but then she's just being a good friend, right? Quinn is new, she doesn't need any hassle just now.

"She means he's not her type because she plays for my team"

"No way...you're serious?" Quinn just laughs as her answer "Do all the attractive girls here turn out gay? I mean, there seems to be a theme going on here and I need to know if I'll be next so I can start filing my nails" Quinn snorts at the bluntness of the statement.

"Even if that were true it's all the athletic types and since you consider running a bath a sport I think you'll be fine. Spence on the other hand...wanna join me and Quinn's lesbian alliance?". It's a joke, she knows it's a joke but she finds her reaction swinging between yes and gross too fast to keep track of. It's not that she has a problem with gay people, she doesn't but she's just not gay. But she manages a laugh with everyone else because random coincidences can be funny. And Quinn has a really infectious laugh.

4)

"Can I?" Quinn gestures to the piano and nudges Spencer along the bench.

"I didn't know you played"

"I dabble"she smirks before playing something that Spencer recognises from a movie score. "We used to have a piano in Lima and I used to play it whenever I was upset or frustrated" Quinn changes into another song that she doesn't recognise. "I had formal lessons as a kid but they stopped after I joined ballet and gymnastics because I didn't have enough time for everything" she sighs and hits a wrong note but continues playing, it's kind of breathtaking really. "We couldn't bring it with us though, we had to sell it to some guy who probably used it as firewood". There's a lapse in conversation as she starts to play again and Spencer can't think of a time she has ever seen someone so lost in something before, not a book or a film or conversation.

"Maybe you could teach me sometime?"

"Sure... I'd like that"

"Spencer, Quinn that's dinner. Your fathers have just signed the deal so there will be wine"

5)

She wakes up flushed, sweating and a throbbing between her legs, it scares her. It must be the wine she tells herself, it was definitely the wine because Spencer Hastings does not like girls. Especially not Quinn Fabray. Then again, it is normal to go through a phase of curiosity and...she shakes her head to clear her mind but all it does is bring her dream back to the forefront of her mind:

Quinn is beneath her, writhing and gasping for breath but Spencer wont give her what she wants, not yet at least. She kisses down the column of the blondes throat, down the valley of her breasts and down her stomach. She can feel the tremble of her stomach muscles and the short staccato breaths when she drags her hands down the other girls sides. She presses little butterfly kisses to her wrists before moving to her thighs. Quinn threads her hands through her hair, pulling slightly, begging Spencer to go exactly where she needs to be but the brunette takes her time working her way there. She wants to savour every last moment; every touch, taste and muscle movement. Ever whimper and moan that comes from the ex-cheerleader, she wants to savour and store away because she might never get this chance again. So she does, she drags it out drawing shapes on Quinn's inner thigh moving closer and closer until there's a sigh of relief and a choked back sob from the blonde. Teasingly slow she goes, pressing the blonde back down on the bed while she thrashes about searching for more contact. She can feel the smile on her lips, she likes the power trip and the view of Quinn sweating, twitching underneath her, begging for her to go faster, to push her over the edge. She doesn't have to though, that's what makes it better, that she is trusted. "Please Spence" she can hear the beginnings of frustrated tears in Quinn's voice so she speeds up ever so slightly but it's enough to make the girl come undone. It's the most beautiful thing Spencer has seen; blonde hair pinned to her forehead, limbs quivering in the aftershocks and shallow breaths as she claws at Spencer to pull her close and burrow into the space between her shoulder and neck. Spencer presses a kiss to her forehead before settling down, heart pounding, chest heaving but to have the blonde in her arms sends a calming wave through her body. She could get used to that.

She could get used to that. The thought alone spreads something new through her stomach; not fear or panic, anticipation maybe and a dash of nervousness. The problem is that even if she did want to date Quinn, which she isn't even sure she does, the other girl might not even be interested.

6)

"Earth to Spence? Hello?"

"Sorry what?"

"Quinn has a mystery girl and we need to find out who it is"

"Oh" Her stomach drops and she has to fight to look nonchalant "Why do we care, she'd tell us if it was important"

"Because this girl has Quinn writing poetry. Like that stand up kind with the finger snapping and stuff"

"It was spoken word Hanna"

"Yeah that. Anyway she is really good, you should have come last night"

"I didn't get asked" Suddenly she's not so hungry anymore and pushes the plate away

"Oh" Hanna falls silent and every just sits in silence until Quinn comes bounding over and grabs Spencer by the wrist and hauls her away down the corridor.

"I need to show you something in the art room"

"Why didn't you invite me to your thing last night?"

"I-"

"The rest of them went, even Hanna and she didn't even know what it was. I thought...If this was about last week and you and Emily thing I knew it was a joke, I was having an off day and, you know what forget it"

She isn't expecting to be pulled up in the nearest classroom and pinned against the wall with the blonde's lips on taste like oranges and summer and she finds herself kissing back like it's something she has done her whole life.

"God" she hears as Quinn pulls away and fists Spencers cardigan in her hands "You have no idea how long I have waited to do that for" Spencer raises an eyebrow before uncurling Quinn's fingers from her clothes. "Since five minutes into chemistry. I didn't think you would appreciate it"

"You kissed me"

"Well done genius"

"But I'm not, I don't, I haven't"

"Hey, it" she bites her lips and puts her hands in her pocket "It doesn't have to mean anything if you don't want it to"

"No I do it's just-" Spencer isn't sure what she wants to say so she just leans forward and kisses the blonde again. She feels lips quirk upwards into a smile before Quinn dances away from her.

"Now how about a date on Friday?"

7)

She feels sick when she walks into school on Monday, people are looking at her for too long so they must know. Quinn said they would keep it quiet, that Spencer was in charge of when they told everyone that they are dating but today Quinn's just a little too friendly towards her, she is looking too long at Quinn in chemistry, their legs are touching each other at the side of the lunch table and she feels like she might suffocate. People must know and they'll be talking about her behind her back, laughing, calling her names. She might be tough when it comes to everyone else but she has no idea what would happen if anyone dared say anything to her. Instead she tries to swallow the panic while she eats her sandwich but Hanna is going on about the mystery girl and Quinn just shrugs and then Hanna starts guessing and then she says Emily and something inside her snaps. "I'm dating Quinn" is rushed out and Aria drops her cutlery and Quinn chokes on her orange juice. Emily smiles triumphantly and is the first to pull her into a hug, "I knew it!" she whispers in her ear and the panic settles down, just enough so that she can finish her lunch.

8)

"I'm not gay"

"I know that, you're Spencer"

"Harhar little miss witt. You know what I mean"

"Sorry. I know you're not. You don't need a label"

"I guess"

"Hey, look at me. This doesn't define you okay, you just happen to be dating a girl. You don't have to put your life up for this moment in time"

"Thanks"

"Good luck, phone me later about how it goes?"

"It'll be pretty late, I can just-"

"Nu-uh. I expect a phone call. Even if you don't tell them"

Spencer takes that as a challenge and everyone knows that she never fails.

9)

"So how'd it go last night? What did Peter and Veronica have to say?"

"They told me not to get wrapped up in anything too bad and still stay on birth control because you never know what will happen"

"Well that's-"

"What's up Gaystings? Fabgay and that other lesbian" She tenses, panic coiling like a cobra ready to strike. She opens her mouth but she isn't sure what will come out so she's glad Hanna's voice cuts through instead

"Clearly your dick thinking about them ass hole. Now shove off before you make a mess in your pants"

"Fuck you"

"In your dreams Ryan" She turns back to everyone at the table before sighing "He is such a jerk"

She can't sit here though, not now. She is going to be crushed into sand; she can feel the weight on her shoulders, blood pounding in her head. Quinn frowns and reaches for her hand underneath the table but Spencer pulls away like she's been burned. "Don't touch me". It's the look of confusion that morphs into hurt that makes her get up and leave the table. Part of her wants to be followed but she knows that they won't because she'd just shout at them until they left and that wouldn't help anybody.

10)

"I can't do this anymore"

"Okay but-"

"I'm not, I can't be what you want me to be. I-you came here and got in my head and my god you are so frustrating! I just can't okay, not now not ever"

"Was this about what Ryan said? Because he-"

"Quinn don't okay. Just...you need to leave. I'll see you in chemistry"

She watches the blonde blink once, twice, three times before opening her mouth to say something. She re-thinks that and instead bites her lip before picking up her things and leaving. Spencer doesn't watch her go, she can't because somewhere in her mind, beneath the fear and the panic is a voice screaming at her telling her not to be so damn stupid and that she should get her head out of her ass. But she ignores it like she has done for the past week while working up the courage (or the stupidity) to tell the blonde and waits until she hears the car pull away before she lets herself cry. She feels worse because she knows tomorrow she will still be known as gaystings except she won't have the blonde or her kisses. She calls Emily though who while telling her how silly she is being promises to be round as soon as possible.

"Quinn is the coal to your fire Spence, It's how it is"