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A/N: I hope you like this story. I'm trying something new with this. Feed back is always welcome :) Also, I happen to have another chapter story in process called Love is Complicated When You're a Russo. So I will be juggling updates with that story too. Anyhoo...
Chapter 1
Quinn's POV
Sunday, Night
I walked into my apartment at 8:30pm and collapsed onto my bed. I was exhausted. I ended up working an extra shift after some girl didn't show up to her shift. Not that I could exactly complain, I really needed the money. So instead of working seven hours, I worked twelve long hours. I reluctantly sat up and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and began stripping off my uniform. Judging by the full hamper, I had to do laundry tonight. Testing the shower I pulled back the curtain and stepped in, hissing as the hot water hit my skin. I sighed as it relaxed my tense muscles.
By eleven I had showered, done laundry, cleaned and cooked and eaten vegetable pasta. Living alone was hard at times but it was better than being homeless or sleeping on Mercedes couch. I looked around my small apartment and smiled. The photos that Brittany blue tacked above my bed made me smile along with the paw print throw across my sofa. The green sofa Santana brought for me as a gift when we went thrift shopping two weeks ago when I moved in. Mercedes brought me the cookware set, knowing my love for cooking and baking. And Puck gave me a two piece frame, one being a photo of Puck, Beth and myself on one side at the hospital and one on him and Beth recently when he visited. My daughter, was sure growing fast.
I stripped off my sweats and pulled on my shorts, keeping my tank top on. I turned on my alarm for 6:30am and climbed into my bed. I was kind of excited for my first day as a senior tomorrow. Out of tiredness, I closed my eyes and fell asleep...
Tuesday, Afternoon. Second day of school. Glee :D
"Hey guys, how was everyone's summer?" Mr. Shue calls walking into the music room, causing my head to snap up from looking at the floor. As everyone starts talking about their summers, I smile. I actually missed a lot of the members of glee. I only really got to see Santana, Brittany, Mercedes and Puck. A chorus of "Good", "Okay" and "Fun" were widely spoken. Just as Rachel went to speak, Brittany cut in.
"Well Sany and I went to Canada with our Mom and Dad. And Sany took me on a date to the park and we fed the ducks. Can I have a duck Sany? And Lord Tubbington stole my socks. I found them hidden under his bed. Oh and our mami had a baby!" Brittany rambled, all excited.
"A what?" the room near screeched, minus Santana and myself, as their heads snapped towards Brittany. Everyone clearly shocked.
"A baby. You know, a baby? Like what Quinn had?" Santana whipped. "Britt and me were there when he was born."
"We know what a baby is. I just think everyone is shocked that's all. Brittany didn't tell us her mom was expecting. Wait, you what?" Mr. Shue spoke.
"Wait I'm confused, what's with the 'our' mom and 'our' mami?" Rachel asked, clearly confused, while holding Finn's hand. I wanted to cry. Santana sighed.
"Okay, long story short, Mami and Papi are my parents and Mom and Dad are Britt's parents. They both love each of us like their daughter and we think of all of them as our parents. As for my new baby brother, I didn't see the point in broadcasting my mami's pregnancy. Let just say the delivery put me of having kids. Can we change the subject now?" Santana spoke. I decided to give her an out.
"How was your summer Mr. Shue?" I asked before noticing the simple gold band on his left ring finger. I gasped. He blushed slightly, making me smile.
"Well as Quinn has just noticed, I guess I should inform the rest of you," Mr. Shue spoke clearly. I looked around the room quickly, seeing confusion on many faces. He held up his hand and gasps and squeals spread like wild fire around the room.
"Please tell me you married Miss Pillsbury not remarried that psycho ex of yours," Mercedes spoke clearly.
"Yes I married Miss Pillsbury. Well I should say Mrs Schuester-Pillsbury now," Mr. Shue spoke, smiling widely. Everyone, myself included, got up and gave Mr. Shue a group hug. Not long after we all broke into song, singing for Mr. Shue. Before we left, Mr. Shue gave us an assignment. "Now starting next Tuesday, I want everyone to do a mash up on two completely different songs that when put together, create something that means something to you. Something that relates to what you've done over the summer and say something you would like to say but haven't been able to say or do yet. I'm sure some of you have learnt something over the summer and all have something you want to say or do and haven't." I smiled, I knew exactly what to do...
Monday, Night.
I arrived home after work at nine pm and placed my bag onto the dining room table. I walked into the kitchen area and took the plate of leftover pasta from last night out of the fridge. I placed it on the counter and took the plastic wrap off before placing it in the microwave for three minutes. I went and opened my bag, pulling my books out and placed them on the table. I organised my homework and set in out in priority order. Hearing the microwave beep, I went and got my food before sitting down to eat and work on my homework. A week in and senior year homework was kicking my butt. When I finished it was roughly eleven. I closed my books and took my plate to the sink. I washed my plate and fork quickly before drying them and putting them away. I packed my bag for the morning before making my way to the bathroom, taking my change bag with me. I pulled out my school clothes from today out of my bag and placed them into my hamper before stripping off my work uniform, placing them in the hamper as well. I showered quickly before getting out and wrapped a towel around me. I dried myself and hung up my towel before I walked back into the living area slash bedroom and headed over to my bed. I pulled on a tank top and boy shorts before climbing into bed. I opened the top draw of my bedside chest of drawers and pulled out my journal. I had to keep reminding myself to write in it, as per my therapists instructions. After writing about the last few days, I closed it and put it away. I then picked up the sheet lyrics on top of my bedside and began to sing the song I was due to sing tomorrow in Glee. I was nervous about singing the song. I was about to basically about to admit all the changes in my life. Finally content the song was good enough, I settled into my bed, falling asleep quickly...
Tuesday, Afternoon. Glee :D
I nervously sat in Glee next to Santana and Brittany. Brittany offered to sing back up for my mash up, which I accepted and seeing as Santana knew the reasoning behind it, she offered too. One of the greatest things that happened over the summer, other than Santana finally coming out, was my friendship with Santana became stronger and less hostile.
"Q, it will be fine. Both Sany and I are here for you. So is Lord Tubbington. I'm sure he will give you cuddles to make you feel better," Brittany said, smiling. You gotta love Brittany.
"Thanks Britt," I smiled and pulled her in for a hug as Mr. Shue walks in, hand in hand with Mrs. P.
"Mash up day!" he calls out walking in. "Who's first?" I slowly raise my hand, knowing it's now or never.
"Mr. Shue, I'd like to go first," I say, standing up.
"Quinn, the floor is yours," he smiles, taking a seat in the front row and Mrs. P next to him. I stand up and walk from the back of the room to the piano. I talk to Brad and the band and give them the sheet music for my mash up. I then turn around and nod to Santana, Brittany and Puck. We all pull over a stool each and sit down. With Brittany and Santana either side of me, I felt ready to sing and nod to Puck to start. Soon Puck, Brad and the band are playing and my cue to sing hits.
Ouuuuuuu
ouuuuuuuu
I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I'm at peace with myself
I've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long
I'm movin' on
The past summer, since losing regional's and Finn dating Rachel, I decided to work on my anger and my mental health. I was over living a lie. I realised I needed to embrace who I really was. So with the help of my counsellor and Santana, I finally accepted who I was. So when my counsellor played this song to me just before school started up again, I realised this song really fit my life now. And telling glee, was something I needed to do.
I turned towards Rachel and Finn, who were holding hands, as I sung the next part.
That should be me,
Holdin' your hand,
That should be me
Makin' you laugh,
That should be me,
This is so sad,
That should be me,
That should be me,
That should be me,
Feelin' your kiss,
That should be me,
Buyin' you gifts,
This is so wrong,
I can't go on,
Till you believe that,
That should be me
I knew without a doubt when I heard this song playing at work, that the chorus totally fitted how I felt about a certain person. The rest of the song didn't, but the chorus did. So with the encouragement of Cedes and Britt, I decided to go for it. And with the help of Mr. Shue's mash up assignment, I had the perfect setting for telling glee and the person I loved how I felt.
As I sang, I smiled, locking my eyes on the one that held my heart. I sang with all my heart.
I'm movin' on
At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
There comes a time in everyone's life
When all you can see are the years passing by
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone
I'm movin' on
I silently with my eyes and my body language, pushed forth to them that I had changed. That I wasn't a bitch anymore, that I was nice and kind now. Seeing that they didn't understand at all, I stood and walked closer to them. I felt Brittany's hand clasp in mine, giving me extra strength to continue.
That should be me,
Holdin' your hand,
That should be me
Makin' you laugh,
That should be me,
This is so sad,
That should be me,
That should be me,
That should be me,
Feelin' your kiss,
That should be me,
Buyin' you gifts,
This is so wrong,
I can't go on,
Till you believe that,
That should be me
I leaned forward and kissed their cheek before pulling back to sing the last two lines.
I'm movin' on
That should be me!
As the music stopped, the room went quiet. So quiet you could hear a pin drop. I softly smiled.
"I promise, I've changed. Just ask Santana, Britt, Cedes or Puck. They can vouch for me. I had a wakeup call this summer. I was a bitch because I wasn't being true to myself and because of the teasing I suffered as a kid. I was in no way right to do what I did to you, when you did nothing wrong. Nothing at all. So for that, I'm truly sorry. The first part of my song was about me embracing myself, moving on and taking care of me now. The second song was about how I love you. How I should be the one holding your hand, making you smile, helping you achieve your dreams," I said truthfully, placing my heart on my sleeve. I held my breath an anticipation. After five minutes of silence, I had to break the tension.
"Please say something," I whisper, a single tear falling from my eye. I've blown it I think Totally and utterly blown it. Good one Fabray! And silence meets me once again. Unable to take it anymore, I flee from the room, tears streaming from my face. Ignoring the calls behind me, I run and don't stop running as I flee the school. I run home, forgetting all my things, thankful I don't have work this afternoon...
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Songs: Moving On by Rascal Flatts and That Should Be Me by Justin Beiber ft. Rascal Flatts
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