A/N: I don't know why I wrote this. I guess I just miss Quinn/Glee.
Lucky.
Some may think that word, commonly used to describe her in the past was useless now. After all she wasn't lucky when she had sex behind her boyfriends back. She wasn't lucky that it just so happened to be his best friend. And maybe not the fortunate girl when she got pregnant.
But she was lucky.
Even if she had done all of that, she still felt lucky.
Many things came from the whole experience of having a baby.
One, understanding.
She knew what it was like, to be stared at, not even the good kind of stares. The kind that dig right into you, judging stares that even after you look away still burn through your mind. She knew what it was like to be hated. Yes, she was probably hated before, but those people didn't matter. Now she was one of those people. But it didn't bother her. She liked being one of those people. For some reason, she loved it.
She was lucky.
Two, love.
Who would have ever thought Quinn Fabray would love Noah Puckerman? Not Quinn herself. She always imaged herself with Finn, although he was a bit dumb it seemed right. They were the king and queen of the school. She thought that meant they were somehow meant to be. But they just didn't work. Puck was different. Being with him was different. To others he seemed like a jackass, but when he was with Quinn, he seemed to care. He wanted to help her, even if she didn't want him to. And then he said it.
"Did you love me?"
"Yes, especially now."
It made her heart stop.
She was lucky.
Three, people who truly care for her.
She always had friends, well she thought. Until she joined Glee club and saw the support they had for her, she never really knew what friends were like. She was used to 'frenemies', people who were nice to her face and then ran their mouth to someone else. In Glee club it was different. She had friends. People who wanted to see her happy. People who cared, cared about what she wanted. Glee club somehow made her act like more herself. She wouldn't trade it for anything.
Lucky was a word Quinn thought fit her perfectly.
And she would never take it for granted.
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