Author's Note: My first Glee fic ever! :D About my favorite character on Glee, Quinn. Yes the title is the worst thing ever but my betas didn't give me any suggestions lol and I suck. :P Sorry. I may write fics about other Glee characters eventually and well a lot of other Glee characters should appear in this multi-chapter Quinn fic too. So... I'm not sure how great my writing is so please leave me a review and either reassure me and tell me you like my story, or tell me what you don't like about it so that I can work to improve it. I really appreciate any/all help. Special thanks go to klaineisforeverstrong, The Imperfectionist, and Waiting To Be Broken for all being my betas for this fic! They were beyond helpful and this first chapter of the fic is so much more than it was when I wrote my first draft. We went through it many times and it should be fairly flawless now at least in terms of grammar and spelling. If there's something we all missed though, like a typo or whatever, let me know! If so I'll fix it now. And if you have any suggestions for future chapters of this fic, let me know.

I plan for this fic to cover the span of season 1 and be as canon as possible while writing about moments and scenes that completely did not happen on the show. It will be written chronologically, so this first chapter starts off from before the show actually started, sometime before the pilot. In 1x10 "Ballad" information about Quinn's family is established, however her sister was never named or given an exact age, so I'm making those details up now myself. The fact that she has an older sister who is married now is canon though. Oh and the canon established about her real name being "Lucy" and her getting a nose job and losing a million pounds in 2x18 "Born this Way" - I'd like to forget that was established in season 2 please. Please pretend that episode didn't happen. I am going to pretend she was never really that fat nor was she ever called Lucy. I hope no one minds too much. Also apparently Quinn was old enough to drive in 1x04 "Preggers" so I'm going to assume she was 16 and an old-for-her age Sophomore, just for the sake of argument, since her actual age isn't exactly established on the show as far as I know. Also, I am a Puck/Quinn shipper and there will be quite a bit of them in this, but there will also be friendships and platonic relationships and Finn/Quinn for sure. Just because this chapter is very Quick-centric doesn't mean the whole fic will be.

Please enjoy and again, please don't forget to review! It always means the world to me when I get a review. ;)

Chapter 1: Quinn Felt Fat That Day

Quinn's sister Gabrielle was five years older than her, and Quinn's parents always were comparing her to her sister. Gabrielle always got straight A's, so when Quinn got a B+ in fourth grade, Judy and Russell commented on how Gabrielle had never gotten one of those. Gabrielle was crowned princess of the Chastity Ball when she was sixteen, so Quinn was determined to be princess as well when she got to be that age and attend the traditional dance with her father. Quinn wanted her dad to remember both of his daughters as princesses and be proud of both of them, not just Gabi. Russell commented on how strikingly thin his eldest daughter looked and how beautiful she was. As a result, the younger one made an effort to lose some weight and have an equally perfect figure as well. When Gabrielle was accepted into college on a field hockey scholarship, Quinn decided to join her middle school's cheerleading squad and try her hardest to become the captain as soon as she got to the high school team. When Gabrielle announced at her twentieth birthday party that she was engaged to a wonderful Christian man, Quinn saw the looks of pride on her parents' faces and made it her mission to find a boyfriend of whom they would be equally proud.

Quinn always thought that the best way to succeed in life was to be pretty, smart, and popular, because that's what her parents encouraged and because her sister had achieved all three. Gabrielle had left Lima for college and marriage and she appeared to be truly happy, therefore Quinn was determined to get out of Lima as soon as she left high school too. Life had to be more than school and this town. She had no close friends- no one she really saw outside of school. She always felt like she should be happier and her life should be more than church, classes, and extracurricular activities. She strove to be the best at everything, and even more important to her was for everyone around her to appreciate it. Maybe it didn't matter if she was truly happy, as long as everyone else saw how perfect she was. Maybe that would be her key to achieving a successful life with the perfect husband, just like her sister.

Finn was the quarterback on the football team, and Quinn knew her dad was a quarterback when he was in high school. Quinn made it her mission to win over Finn. It proved to be fairly easy. No one else was really fighting for him. She didn't really think about which boy in school she'd actually want to date because she was too focused on appearances and what her sister and her parents would think. She asked Finn to pick her up at her house for their first date, and her parents intimidated him a bit but ultimately she felt Finn had gotten the desired reaction. At the end of the night, Finn had kissed her. They had gotten out of Finn's pick-up truck and he was walking her back to her house, but then they paused under the porch light. He had to bend down a lot but then his slightly chapped lips touched hers. It was her first kiss, and it was pretty obviously Finn's first kiss too. He didn't know where to put his hands or how long to kiss her for, but regardless for a brief moment she forgot about being popular, getting into college, competing with her older sister, and making her parents proud. It felt nice and he was so sweet and respectful. She was even falling for Finn a bit. He had been trying so hard to be chivalrous the entire evening. Sure he was a bit awkward trying to always hold chairs out and doors open for her but then forgetting to let go, and he couldn't even pronounce the name of the dish he'd ordered properly, but she couldn't help but find it sort of endearing. It was cute and she felt somewhat honored that he was doing it all for her.

They went on a few more dates, kissed a few more times, started holding hands in school and really acting like boyfriend and girlfriend. Quinn met Finn's mom and Carole was so nice to her. Everything with Finn was perfect, they had a somewhat boring but happy and sweet relationship. Over the summer between their freshman and sophomore years of high school, they would go over to each other's houses a lot and mainly just make out. Finn would sometimes gently try to touch her boobs or smoothly slide to her butt, hoping she might not even notice. He was respectful enough about it yet she'd always push him away, but not because she wanted to. A part of her was really tempted to go further than they ever did. She knew she couldn't have sex until she was married, but it didn't mean she really wanted to wait. She never admitted this much to Finn though and all he knew was that they couldn't have sex because of her religion. Finn wasn't very religious himself and didn't quite understand why Jesus would care.

Their sophomore year started, and Homecoming was coming up. Finn and Quinn both spent a lot of time practicing for the big game and – in Quinn's case - the pep rally, leaving the two with less time to see each other. Quinn also had to buy a dress for her first high school dance. Gabrielle came home one weekend to help her pick one out, despite being married and busy now. She took her little sister to the mall and Quinn tried on a bunch of dresses. They went to relatively expensive stores in the mall: Lord & Taylor, Nordstrom, and Bloomingdale's – they didn't really have to worry about money or anything, as their father made plenty of money. Quinn remembered how perfect Gabi had looked in her hot pink dress the night of her first high school dance, and the photos from that night were still in a photo album in the living room. Quinn wanted to look that perfect too, but every dress she tried on didn't look perfect enough. At least, not in Quinn's own opinion. There was a shiny gold one that was pretty short but Quinn thought her legs looked really ugly all exposed like that. She slipped on a long forest green one after that, and it covered her legs but the shoulder straps were tiny and she didn't like how her shoulders looked. A very nice lavender one that was both floor length and had sleeves showed off too much of her cleavage and her boobs just looked uneven, Quinn thought. Gabrielle assured her she looked stunning in the vast majority of them, but Quinn couldn't see it. After a few hours of Gabi being remarkably patient and accommodating, continually trying her hardest to help, she asked her big sister to come back next weekend so that they could return to the mall and try again. Gabi didn't understand why Quinn couldn't just pick out one of the amazing dresses they'd seen that afternoon, but she agreed to help her again the next weekend.

Quinn was determined to lose some weight this week, before Gabrielle came back and before she had to try on more dresses. Quinn thought maybe the reason the dresses didn't look amazing on her was because she was a bit overweight. She stopped eating lunch, and then ate less at dinner, lying to her parents and saying she'd had a big lunch and just wasn't that hungry. Secretly, she was starving. Friday afternoon, right after school, Puck and Finn were going to an action movie together and Finn had figured Quinn wouldn't like it, so he didn't invite her along. Quinn had nothing to do that Friday so she went to the movie theater on her own. She walked into the line to buy a ticket for a romantic comedy, and stood there waiting, looking around. She saw a lot of happy people. To her left, a group of three little kids with their parents were going in to see the new Pixar film, holding some popcorn that smelled amazing. She saw a few boys that must have been in fifth or sixth grade playing arcade games over to her left. Straight ahead, she saw a girl she thought she recognized from her Algebra II class selling candy to a sweet looking elderly couple. No one seemed to be alone. Except... Finn. She was surprised to see her boyfriend heading into a theater.

She wasn't sure why she was reacting this way, but the thought of him going to a movie and not inviting her made her so upset that she couldn't stop herself from starting to cry. She left the line as discretely as possible and went back to her little red car in the parking lot, just letting the tears flow down her cheeks. It was quite sunny and hot outside that day and as she sat down on the beige leather interior; her short Cheerios skirt didn't cover her thighs and it practically burned, but she didn't bother to start the engine in order to turn on the air conditioning. She kinda liked the suffocating heat; it matched her current emotions of feeling overwhelmed. Her eyes were shut tightly as she cried, so she didn't notice Puck arriving late to meet Finn. He walked by her car on his way into the theater and saw her crying. He wanted to say something, but he figured it wasn't his place. Quinn was completely oblivious to the fact that she'd been seen.

That evening Quinn was back at home in her bedroom, staring in the mirror and trying not to think about how hungry she was, but rather trying to convince herself that she looked a bit thinner than she did the week before. She was still in her Cheerios uniform; she hadn't even changed for dinner with her parents. The uniform was skin tight and Quinn was trying to determine if she could see any tiny bumps or indications of being "chubby" or "ugly". She didn't see much of anything and was fairly satisfied. When her sister would arrive the next day to go shopping with her for a Homecoming dress, this time Quinn would probably look good in one of them. Her thoughts were interrupted when the doorbell rang and her mother called up the stairs,

"Quinny! There's a boy here to see you!" Quinn figured it was Finn, and started walking down the staircase. She was surprised to see Puck standing there in a white tank top, looking a little sweaty, and for some reason wearing a backpack. He appeared more sheepish than she'd ever seen him look before. "I'll just leave you two alone then," Judy said, smiling and leaving the foyer.

"What are you doing here?" Quinn asked, curious.

"I..." Puck hesitated. "I wanted to make sure you were okay. I saw you crying earlier."

"What?" Quinn was confused. When did he see her crying? When was she crying? "Oh... Please don't tell me you were at the movie theater!" Her cheeks started turning pink.

"Uh, yeah... Sorry, I saw you in your car... I was heading in to meet Finn. We hadn't seen a movie together in a while..."

"Oh gosh," Quinn said. She was so embarrassed. She averted her eyes.

"So... what were you crying about? You seemed really upset," Puck said sweetly. Quinn had never seen him act this nice to anyone.

"Um... I'm not sure. I... Come up to my room. We can sit down and talk," she told him. It was getting a little awkward with them just standing by the front door. Quinn walked up the stairs and into her room with Puck following. The room was pristine and so organized. Little ceramic unicorn figurines sat on her dresser and there was some purple design on her wallpaper, with matching lavender carpeting. He shut the door behind them, took his backpack off and set it on the floor, and then they sat down on the edge of her unmade bed. It was the only part of the room that didn't look perfect. The very light beige sheets seemed to match flawlessly with the color scheme of the room, however.

"I saw Finn go into the theater while I was standing in line," Quinn told him, "and I don't know, I just freaked out. I guess I figured he didn't want to invite me because he didn't really like me much anymore... because maybe I'm fat and not pretty enough for him." She looked away from Puck in shame. Once she admitted it out loud, it sounded really stupid.

"You've gotta be kidding." Puck said, rolling his eyes. "You're smoking hot Quinn. Everyone at school knows it!"

"Really?" Quinn asked, a tear escaping from her eye and streaking down her face. She quickly raised her hand to wipe it away. "You don't think I'm fat?"

"Not even a little," Puck said, staring right into her eyes. Quinn blinked and looked back at him. He was looking at her with such determination and she felt beautiful for the first time all week. He slowly leaned in to kiss her. She didn't stop him. They kissed for about a second and then her stomach growled loudly. She pulled away quickly, smiling and embarrassed.

"Yeah, I heard that," Puck said, grinning a bit. "Did you eat dinner?"

"Yeah," Quinn fibbed, since really she hadn't touched a thing on her plate that evening. She'd only hid a bit of the food in a napkin and thrown it away to make it look like she'd eaten a little.

"Well, I wish I could offer you some food," Puck said, grabbing his backpack and starting to unzip it. "All I have is this case of wine coolers. It's better than nothing though. They have sugar and real fruit juice in them, they might make your stomach stop growling. Carbs and all," he said, raising his eyebrows like he was so cool and knowledgeable. She laughed.

"What makes you think I'd drink alcohol? I tend to follow the rules, and well... it's illegal!" she quietly exclaimed, glancing at the door and thinking about the fact that her parents were right downstairs.

"Oh come on, live a little," Puck said with a wink. He popped one open and took a sip. "Mmm... delicious," he teased.

She really was starving, and if it might help her be a bit less hungry, she figured it was worth it. She was feeling adventurous and grabbed one herself. Puck's face lit up. He wasn't really expecting her to drink any. She sipped it. It was less scary than she had expected. A little bitter, but the sweetness covered it up nicely. It just felt like she was drinking a normal beverage, like soda or something. She didn't know what she'd been so afraid of. They sat and drank their wine coolers, laughing and talking a bit about classes they shared and funny things Finn had done. Quinn felt guilty bonding with Puck like this. Finn was her boyfriend, yet here she was with Puck, and she'd even just kissed him. Puck noticed that she'd stopped talking and encouraged her to drink another bottle. She did, and she got drunk quickly because her stomach was so empty. She forgot about Finn, forgot about her parents being right downstairs, and even forgot for a second about the picture of Jesus hanging right above the head of her bed. She just noticed how muscular Puck's arms were, how sweet he was to her, and how much fun she was having. She kissed him this time, and he certainly didn't resist.

Soon it was more than kissing, it was making out. She couldn't resist him. They had more chemistry than she would have guessed and the feeling she got from kissing him made her whole body feel alive. Maybe it was just the fact that she was drunk for the first time ever that was making her feel this good. Every time they took half a second to catch their breath Quinn was smiling. They needed to get more comfortable and somehow ended up horizontal on Quinn's bed. Puck ran his hand over her leg in a very sensual way and then moved it back to her waist. Quinn had never done this before, kissing in this position, letting someone touch her other body parts in such a way; she and Finn had never gotten this far. As soon as she realized this, she pushed Puck away.

"I can't do this," she told him. She knew where this was leading, but she couldn't have sex before being married.

"Yes you can," Puck said. "Have another wine cooler."

"I'm president of the Celibacy Club, I took a vow," she tried to protest.

"So did Santana and Brittany," Puck said, "and I did them."

"What about Finn?" Quinn asked seriously. "He's your best friend." Puck looked away from her for a second, thinking about it.

"Come on," he replied, "we're in high school. You think either one of us is gonna give a damn about Finn in three years?" He moved in slightly, his body more on top of hers again. She was drunk and he was so hot and she couldn't think very clearly. It was sounding like good logic to her. "Life's just a bunch of experiences, you know? You don't get a medal at the finish line for being good. You just get dead."

Quinn wanted to resist him, she really did. She knew what she was about to do was wrong on so many levels. But what she'd already just been doing – kissing Puck and drinking alcohol – had been wrong too. It'd been such a thrill, such a great experience, and she didn't want this experience to end. What Puck said seemed right, about life just being a bunch of experiences. And right then, in that moment, she needed to experience what it was like to have sex.

"Okay but you can't tell anybody, I can't lose my rep," she explained quickly.

"Our secret, baby," Puck assured her as he went in to kiss her again. She stopped him again quickly though, her drunken mind finally catching up to something important.

"What about protection?"

"I got it, trust me."

Quinn looked at him and she did trust him. She never had sex-ed in school or anything and all her parents had told her was that sex leads to babies and hell, but she was sure God would forgive her for just wanting to try it one time before marriage... and as for babies, Puck must have known what he was doing in order to avoid getting all the girls he'd slept with pregnant. She knew from TV that there were various types of protection and that teenagers had sex all the time without getting pregnant.

"This isn't just another hook-up for me," he told her while looking her right in the eye. He knew he was taking her virginity and that this was a big deal. She was so grateful that he understood. He kissed her on the lips. More than that, she felt like he truly cared about her. It felt so nice. He started kissing her neck passionately.

"Tell me one more time," she breathed. He knew exactly what she meant.

"You're not fat."