This idea came to me while watching Yes/No last Tuesday, and I thought I would go ahead and give it a try it. The song lyrics will be placed throughout the various chapters, and it will probably end up being a 3-shot or something like that. :)

I don't own Glee or "The First Time I Ever Saw Your Face" (written by Ewan MacColl)

It's not the first time that Quinn has snuck into the auditorium unbeknownst to anyone else. She has been here numerous times before, sometimes with Coach Sylvester, sometimes by herself. The routine is all too familiar: she knows exactly when to stop the door with her foot before it creaks, and she is aware of where to step on the noisy stair steps. These things, although petty, are important if she doesn't want to notify anyone of her presence. She finishes climbing the stairs to the top, and she quickly hides herself amongst the curtains, blocking her from Mr. Shue's view.

It's not that any of them would care that's she here; Quinn knows they would gladly have her watch. But, to be completely honest, she is a little hurt that they didn't invite her to sing with them in the first place. She may not have a boyfriend, but that doesn't mean she doesn't relate to what they are singing about.

As her four friends take their seats and the music starts to play, Quinn finds herself holding her breathe in anticipation. She knows who each of them are singing about, it's not hard to figure it out. Part of her wants to roll her eyes at their declaration of love through song, but another part of her knows that she is just jealous. Jealous of what they all have and she doesn't. Jealous that they all have someone who loves them, who will take them out to dinner and steal food from their plate, who will help them confront their biggest fears, who will kiss them in the rain. She longs to have that person in her life. Over the past few weeks, Quinn's really tried hard to be a better person and to not pretend to be someone she's not. Yet here she is, hiding behind a curtain, masking herself from the real world once again.

The first time ever I saw your face

I thought the sun rose in your eyes

And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave

To the dark and the endless skies my love

As Rachel sings about the first time she saw Finn, Quinn can't help but let her mind wander back to the first day that she saw his face, and by his, she does not mean Finn and she does not mean Sam. Those memories have been lost along the way; forgotten and replaced with new ones. Those first moments don't belong to her anymore, but rather to Rachel and Mercedes. However, the first time she saw HIS face, will never leave her. She likes to think that even if she doesn't have him, she has those days and she has those memories.

Even though it happened on the second day of sophomore year, the moment is so vivid in her mind that it seems as if it was just yesterday…

(Flashback)

Quinn walked out the doors of William McKinley High and flung herself on the orange bleachers facing the football field; she had decided to stay late after cheer practice. She hated McKinley, yet she hated being home more. She hated hearing her dad talk about her perfect sister, she hated her mother rambling about the country club, and she hated praying at the dinner table every night. She couldn't tell you why, but being home scared her, like something tragic was going to happen at any moment that would suddenly shatter the fragile walls her family had spent so much effort putting up. Sometimes, she just needed a breath of fresh air, a place to clear her head. Maybe that's how she ended up sitting on the bleachers crying, or maybe it was simply supposed to happen that way. Nevertheless, why she ended up there, she couldn't tell you. She sat silently crying to herself wishing that she wasn't so broken. Everyone thought that her life was so perfect, but it wasn't, it was far from it. Her life was planned out so that nothing could possibly derail Quinn Fabray and cause her to be anything short of perfection; heaven forbid the Fabray name was tarnished.

At the sound of approaching footsteps, Quinn lifted her head, fully expecting to see Santana or Coach Sylvester. However, in front of her stood a tanned skinned boy with a mohawk. They immediately locked eyes, hazel to hazel. She lost herself in his warm yet powerful gaze. That was the first time she ever saw Noah Puckerman's face. She will never forget the way his lips curved into a slight smile, or the way he looked at her like he already understood her, even though they hadn't even met. She will never forget the feeling she got while looking in his eyes, the feeling of being safe and protected from fear and self-doubt.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked, gingerly approaching her.

Quinn sniffled, while wiping her eyes and forcing herself to regain at least some composure, "I'm fine, just stupid stuff…"

"I didn't think anyone else was crazy enough to stay longer at school then they had to."

"yeah…then why are you here?"

"Fiesty, I like it."

Quinn rolled her eyes.

"Just kidding," he said, but in his mind he was thinking otherwise. "But seriously, it's the first week of school, and we are both sitting here like losers. We should be out partying or something."

"Maybe you should be, I should be in celibacy club! I just couldn't handle it today though."

"Celibacy, as in…?"

"As in being practicing abstinence."

"Oh."

"I'm guessing you don't support that?"

"It's not that I don't support it, I just don't… I dunno get it."

Quinn sighed, " It's not like anyone actually follows the rules anyways."

Puck nodded, "Maybe I'll check it out some time then," he joked.

Quinn snorted.

"So we both have things we could be doing, but instead were here…why?"

"I normally don't disclose that kind of information to people I don't know," Quinn replied in her HBIC voice.

"Come on, you tell me your reason, I'll tell you mine," he said, smirking slightly. Quinn's heart fluttered.

Quinn raised her eyebrows at his direct manner, but something about him made her feel secure enough to truthfully answer, "Okay," she sighed, taking a deep breath. "I feel trapped at home, I needed a break. It's like everyone always expects me to be a certain way, to do certain things, and I'm just so tired of it. I'm exhausted. For once, I just don't want to think about all of that crap. I just want to live the life I want to have, not the one I'm supposed to have."

He nodded, taking a seat next to her on the bleachers. Normally, she would have slid away, but it felt nice having him so close to her. "What's the life you want to live?" he asked.

"I don't know…I know I don't want the life that's been set out of me, but I don't know what I do want. Is that stupid? To want something so badly but to not know what I'm searching for?"

He shrugged, "I don't think it's stupid, maybe it's just the first step to figuring it all out… starting out with no boundaries, no limitations."

"Maybe," she whispered shyly, "so…why are you here?"

"Same thing… I couldn't go home. I just want to feel like I'm not a deadbeat, that I can actually do something worthwhile. When people look at me, I feel like they only see him, and I hate that because it makes me think that I actually will turn out like him."

"Him?"

"My father…"

"I don't know you, or your father, but I think that realizing you don't want to be like him proves that you never will be….it speaks for itself."

Glancing over at her, he smiled in response. She smiled back. Once again, she felt something she hadn't ever felt before. She had a strong desire to lean over and kiss him, but she refrained from doing so. Puck had never seen anyone so beautiful before, he wanted to drag her under the bleachers and kiss her senseless.

"I haven't seen you around here before," Quinn commented, drawing him out of his thoughts.

"I'm new. I transferred from the other side of town."

Quinn looked quizzically at him, " Why?"

"I was expelled," he admitted, rather nonchalantly.

Quinn tried not to laugh but she couldn't help the small giggle that escaped her lips, the first one in a long time. "I'm sorry, I just didn't expect you to say that. I don't know why I'm laughing."

Puck chuckled at her reaction, "It's okay…I must admit, you took it a lot better than most people…maybe you can talk to my mom?" he replied, grinning.

Quinn's stomach flip flopped at the sight.

"So I just admitted something, your turn."

Quinn thought for a moment, "I'm a bit of a bitch," she admitted, wincing at how horrible the words leaving her mouth sounded. "I hate that about myself, I do…but sometimes it makes me feel better. It makes my problems seem smaller when I get to have the power. I know that makes me sound like a horrible person…" Quinn said, a tear trickling down her cheek.

Puck placed an arm on her shoulder to comfort her, "You're not a horrible person, there nothing wrong with standing up for yourself every once and a while. And trust me, being a bitch is nothing compared to what I got expelled for," Puck replied, winking slightly.

Quinn's eyes widened in surprise, and she chuckled again.

"I feel like we've just swapped life stories, but I don't even know your name… I'm Puck," he said, reaching out his hand.

"Quinn," she responded, reaching out and shaking it. Something sparked as they touched, neither of them wanted to let go.

For a while, they sat together in silence and watched the sunset in front of them. The orange and purple hues in the sky casted a warm glow on their bodies, and for once, Quinn thought that maybe, just maybe, everything was going to be alright.

Please review (I love them!), let me know if I should continue with it.