A/N: So this is something I thought of a short time ago, and finally had the courage to put up. I will say now there will be triggering things in this story. Not necessarily in this chapter, but in the chapters to come. I love you for reading. Please tell me what you think.

Quinn breathed in the cold November air. As she sat in her car, she thought about everything that had happened up to this point in her life. 'I've been pregnant, kicked out, kicked out again, lost all my friends, my baby, everything. I have everyone back but Beth...'. she thought. Tears brimmed in her eyes, threatening to come out. Shelby was back. She had a chance to have Beth in her life. She would be able to see her little girl grow older, she'd get to hold her again. Tears fell from her eyes as she thought of her blonde beauty. She shook her head and wiped her eyes, getting out of her car and made her way inside McKinley. She hadn't moved on from giving Beth up. She still laid awake at night thinking about how if Beth were still hers how much happier she would be. Yet, she knew Beth was in the right place, even if the blonde girl missed her. She opened the entrance doors and made her way to the classroom she had refused to walk into since the school year started.

"Shelby, Can we talk?" Quinn said as she walked into the classroom. Shelby looked up from her papers and nodded with a confused look on face. Quinn never wanted to talk to her before, in fact, the brunette thought she would never speak to her again. Fear was all over the teens face as she opened her mouth to speak.

"I can't see Beth. I know you asked Puck and I, but I just can't right now."

Shelby stood up from her desk and walked over to where Quinn was standing. 'God she looks like Beth' she thought as she looked at the blonde girl in front of her.

"Do you understand what you're doing? What you're giving up?" she asked quietly. The blonde nodded. Shelby could see the tears in Quinns eyes as she spoke.

"I understand. I just, I have so much going on. I can't handle it all mentally. Thank you for asking though." The blonde looked down after she finished speaking. The two women jumped slightly when the first period bell rang. Quinn looked up and nodded at Shelby before scurrying out the classroom

Just as the late bell rang, Quinn walked through her first period classroom door. She looked around the small room and saw that every seat was filled other than one next to Rachel. She huffed in annoyance and plopped down on the seat. Wiping her eyes, she took out her notebook and started taking notes hoping the diva next to her would refrain from speaking to her.

"Here." Rachel whispered as she held out kleenex. The blonde looked over at her, thanks in her eyes as she took the tissue. She wiped off her smeared make up and dried tears, thanking God that she brought her make up to school with her today.

Rachel glanced over at the HBIC next to her as she put more make up on.

"You don't need that, Quinn." she said quietly. The blonde halted her movements for a moment before continuing. After putting her face back on, she looked over at Rachel scribbling down notes. On a normal day, she would also be writing down notes. She absolutely loved creative writing. It was her favorite class, and one day, she hoped to become a writer.

"So you'll be partnering up with the person next to you. You'll be creating a Romeo and Juliet – esque story, but for children. I want it illustrated as best as you can." the teacher basically yelled. 'God that man is loud' Quinn thought frowning.

"Um..." Rachel said trying to get the blondes attention. She timidly touched the blondes forearm bringing the blonde out of her thoughts.

"I know. Uh, you can draw right? She asked the short brunette. Rachel nodded, refraining from speaking because of how unhappy the blonde looked.

"I'll go ahead and write it, then give it to you to illustrate it." she yelled over the bell ringing. Rachel nodded and gathered her things. Working with the blonde should be easy.

"SANTANA STOP IT!" Quinn screamed in the choir room, chasing the Latina around the chairs. They both along with Brittany had gotten there early and being the only three in the room, Santana had to fuck with someone. Quinn could deal with teasing and empty insults form the raven haired girl, but not her taking the blondes journal. Santana opened up the journal up to a random page, making Quinn's breathing stop completely. That journal had Quinn's hopes, dreams, and every thought. Some of thoughts weren't for eyes to see.

"Q..." was all the caramel colored girl said as she gave the notebook back to the blonde before engulfing her in a hug.

"I'd miss you." she murmured against the blondes hair. Eyes threatened each girls eyes to fall, both choked them back as people started filing in the classroom. They let each other go and sat in their normal seats in the back. Brittany on Santana's left side and Quinn on her right. The couple intertwined their hands as soon as they both sat down. 'I want that.' she thought, slightly jealous.

"Can I sit here, please." a voice asked, interrupting Quinn's thoughts. Quinn looked over and saw that it was Rachel. Her eyes moved to Finn, who looked constipated per usual. She nodded at the short girl, moving her bag and books to the floor underneath her. Rachel smiled a thanks and sat down. She turned her head to look at her boyfriend, who looked back at her with apologetic eyes. Rachel pressed her lips together and looked forward, waiting for Mr. Schuester to start the lesson for the week

"This week, we're going to work on sexuality." he said with enthusiasm.

"Not that I'm complaining, but we've done this before Mr. Schue." Santana replied. The other glee clubbers nodded in agreement, some voicing their 'yeahs'.

"Yes, but as I remember, you guys worked on YOUR OWN sexuality. This week I want you to explore the opposite of yours. You kids are accepting of others, but you don't understand others." he explained. "This week, you'll get a partner and I want you both to explore the sexual orientation opposite of yours. Then, you'll choose a song you think describes what you went through either emotionally, physically, or whatever." he said, picking up the hats from which the kids would pick their partners names.

The first to pick their partners name was Santana. Reaching into one of the hats, she plucked out a small piece of paper, smiling at the name printed across it.

"Kurt." she said smirking. The pretty boy huffed. He wanted to be partnered with Mercedes or Rachel, not Satan, but hopefully she wouldn't be too bad for a week.

The next up was Brittany, who chose Blaine. Then Mercedes who got Tina. Puck stood up and raced to the hats, getting there right before Rachel, sending her huffing back to her seat in annoyance. The mohawked boy plucked a name out of the hat, and laughed.

"Finn, my brothaa." he exclaimed sitting down next to the tall boy. He liked all of the members of New Directions, but he was glad he got Finn instead of another guy. Artie wheeled up next, chosing Mike.

"Ironic." Tina whispered. Her current and her ex boyfriend we're boyfriends for a week. She laughed to herself at the thought. Sugar stood up next to choose a name, smiling to herself as she read the name on the paper.

"SAMMY!" she shouted excitedly. She sat on the trouty mouthed boys lap and smiled. She had always sort of liked the blonde boy, he was really sweet and his body was to die for.

"I don't think I need to pick a partner, Mr. Schue." Rachel said timidly looking at the blonde next to her. Mr. Schuester shook his head and replied.

"You'll be partnered with Quinn." The blonde girl looked over at the greasy haired teacher and stood up.

"Fuck that shit, Mr. Schue. I'm not about to be all faggoty with fucking Man Hands." she shouted in defiance.

"You will be, or you are out of glee club." he spoke with finality. Quinn reluctantly sat back down.

"This is exactly what I'm talking about guys. You can really hurt someone with those words, and you don't realize how bad until those words are being used to describe you." he said turning his back to the students to write on the board. Quinn huffed. She wasn't homophobic, she just didn't want to be paired with Rachel. She couldn't be paired with Rachel.