Cntd Summary. Puck still has feelings for Quinn and to see her in pain like this, it's something he can't take. And with Rachel being a good friend of Quinn's, she all up for helping Puck get his girl back.

A/N: Hey there guys! So, I decided to take my try at Glee. I really love the series and I've fallen completely and utterly in love with it. I really want to head this in the direction of a Quick/Penn ship. But I'll add lots of Faberry moments in this. Of course, I don't own the series or Fox or anything. Things would have been much different if I had.

As always, pweeasseee review. I'd love it. But, it's not required annndd enjoy!

Prologue

Quinn woke up with ease; she had always been a morning person and college didn't change that. New Haven was doing some good for her, the students actually wanted to learn, the teachers were thorough and more than pleased to help out. Of course, it did give Quinn a challenge, what with all the classes she was taking. She knew becoming a teacher would prove difficult but, she didn't realize how much work had to be done. At least the thought of returning to Lima made her feel relieved from the stress.

She would be returning to Lima tomorrow for Thanksgiving break. Although she looked forward to seeing her mother, she was more interested in seeing the others. Despite the fact that Quinn gave Rachel a train ticket to and from New Haven, she had yet to visit. Quinn supposed she was busy ruling the school. She smiled at the thought of Rachel and her antics. She missed them dearly. But, she also missed Puck, Finn, Santana and Brittany especially, Mike, Tina, Mercedes, Kurt and Blaine, Artie, Sam, and of course Mr. Schue. Although, the Kurt and Blaine thing might be over, or at least that's what Facebook says but who can trust that? She dreaded the idea of the two not being together, they were just too cute. She missed her dear best friends, Santana and Brittany. She knew the two were over, as Santana had repeatedly called her telling her about her lady troubles. She missed all of them.

Her thoughts cleared when her roommate, Marisol, said good-morning. Quinn smiled at the dark skinned, black haired girl. Marisol was from Afghanistan and to be honest, Quinn had never met a nicer or smarter person. Marisol was a great roommate too. She was tidy, organized, was a great cook, found the best deals on food, was absolutely brilliant and was always helping Quinn, and never had a guy over for anything sexual. Quinn had heard stories of girls walking in on their roommate with a guy and Quinn was more than happy Marisol wasn't like that and vise-versa.

"Morning Marisol." Quinn said cheerily. "How was the Philosophy class?"

Unfortunately that bad thing was that Marisol sometimes woke Quinn earlier than she liked. Marisol had few, very early, classes in the morning. It was probably a reason why Marisol didn't have guys over. Quinn shoved her thoughts away and listened as Marisol explained how brilliant it was.

"And are you off to get coffee with Aaron?" Marisol asked; her eyebrows raised suggestively.

"Stop that." Teased Quinn in reply. Aaron was her boyfriend and although she enjoyed spending time with him, he was a bit of a jerk. Okay, so he was a big jerk but, it wasn't anything Quinn couldn't handle on her own. "Actually, I'm helping him pack for tomorrow. He's coming with me to Lima for the week or so."

"Oooh must be special then. Introducing him to you're mum?"

"Absolutely not!" replied Quinn. "Well, not right away. Look, I'm not going to marry the guy." Quinn expressed. She stood up and walked to her side of the closet and grabbed a fall dress out. "I don't know yet." She sighed out.

"Have boy problems?" asked Marisol a little less serious than Quinn hoped for.