A/N: I don't own Glee, yadda yadda. You know the disclaimers.
I hope you like my version of Glee! This has been my head canon since we got the "Lucy Caboosey" story and I needed to write it all out. Enjoy!
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Chapter 1
"LUCY! GET DOWN HERE NOW! IT'S TIME FOR SCHOOL! I AM NOT GOING TO HAVE TO SOIL OUR FAMILY NAME ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!" Russell Fabray yelled for his youngest daughter early on a cool September morning.
"Coming Daddy!" the small five year old called from her room. Her auburn hair was pulled back with a gold headband that matched the rims of her thick glasses. Her baby blue dress pulled slightly at her pudgy stomach and her short legs stuck out like tree trunks stuffed into white tights. Lucy pulled on her brand new Mary Jane's, grabbed her Barney backpack, and skipped down the stairs to meet her father at the door.
The duo silently left the house quickly entered the Fabray's brand new silver Lexus RX300. Every year Russell insisted upon buying the newest luxury car to prove that they were better than the rest of the people in their little town. As they approached the small Belleville Elementary campus Russell slowed the car to a crawl. "Now Lucy, you remember the rules, correct?"
"Yes, Daddy, I remember." The girl sighed knowing exactly what would come next; she would have to recite the rules word for word and if she didn't, well, she didn't exactly want to think about that on her very first day of school.
"Ahem," Russell cleared his throat, giving his first and only warning for his daughter to proceed with the rules she's had memorized since she could speak.
"Rule number one, when I introduce myself I must say my last name first followed by my full name, James Bond style."
"And why is that?"
"So that everyone knows I am a Fabray first, then Lucy."
"Very good. Rule two?"
"I can only speak with the children I've met at church because the others will try to taint my mind. They are spawns of sinners and should not even be allowed. And rule number three, any grade lower than an A is unacceptable because it will show weakness in the Fabray family." Lucy quickly stated the rules that have been drilled into her head for as long as she can remember. She had no intention of straying from any of these rules this time. She wasn't going to mess up kindergarten like she did preschool. She was tired of moving and leaving what she became familiar with every time she messed up. She was tired of faking the smile during the day just to have it smacked from her face when she crossed the threshold of her perfect house. She was only five but she knew she would do anything to avoid her father's rage, especially when it's directed towards her. Lucy turned towards her father and gave him the best smile she could manage.
"Good. Just follows those rules and everything will be just fine for you." Russell kissed his daughter on her forehead and gently pushed her out the door to begin what Lucy would soon recall as the most important day of her life.
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"Good morning everyone! Welcome to my kindergarten class! My name is Ms. Edmunds and I assure you that this will be the best year of your life! Now, as you can see all the desks are paired up. In this class you will be assigned a partner. You will sit with your partner all year and they will be your buddy. When we work in partners or have to share books or supplies, your partner will be your sharing buddy! Okay, so when I call your name, pick up your supply pack and sit at the desk I point to."
Wow, Lucy thought, she talks a lot. I like that. Nobody ever talks that much at home. She seems really nice too. I hope my partner is someone I know like Joey or Kate. Daddy won't be happy if I get partnered with one of the tainted children.
"Lucy Fabray?" She looked up at the caring blue eyes staring back at her as she slowly walked across the room to take her seat. She looked around to see if she had a good view of the board and the teacher's desk in case she needed help. Her desk was directly in front of the teacher's and had a straight, uninterrupted view to the white board in the front of the room. Good, it should be easy to learn in here. I can already read and write better than most of the kids. Daddy will be pleased. I wonder who my partner is going to be.
Lucy sorted through the stack of workbooks Ms. Edmunds handed to her as she sat down. She stacked them in size order and placed them gently inside her desk. She reached to pick up the new box of crayons nestled in a small basket between the two desks when she noticed a long streak of brown hair brush against her arm. Lucy looked up, but not much because the girl now sitting next to her was quite a bit shorter than she. "Hi! I'm Rachel Berry!" The girl stated with a smile so bright Lucy felt like she should squint.
"Uhm, hi. I'm Fabray, Lucy Fabray." Oh no, Daddy's not going to like this. She doesn't go to my church. But she doesn't seem evil, she seems really nice.
"Fabray Lucy Fabray? Well that's a strange name! Why do you have two of the same names?" Rachel giggled as she asked Lucy about her silly names. Lucy couldn't help but smile back at Rachel when she poked fun at what Lucy knew was a silly rule set by her father. Well, maybe I just won't tell Daddy that we have partners. I can still be friends with the other kids who go to church with me. I just hope he doesn't find out. That would be bad.
"My name is Lucy, Fabray is my last name. My daddy said I should say my last name first because our family is important."
"Oh. That's funny. But I like Lucy. It's a pretty name. Are you excited for school? I am! Ms. Edmunds seems really nice and I can't wait to be partners all year! Don't you think it's going to be fun? My daddies said that this year will be a lot of fun and that I'll make good friends. Do you want to be my friend?"
Oh no. Did she say 'daddies'? That's a sin according to my daddy. Maybe she is evil like I was told. But she seems so nice. Oh boy, this year is going to be interesting.
"Uhm, Lucy? Hello? Earth to Lucy!"
"Sorry Rachel, I was thinking."
"Thinking about what? About being my friend? Because you don't have to. Not many people want to be my friend. They say I talk too much and I'm selfish. I don't know what that means though. I just want to be a star. I'm going to be on Broadway one day. My daddies said so!"
"You do talk a lot Rachel," Lucy smiled at the little girl with a slight frown on her face now. "but yes, I will be your friend. I like you." Rachel beamed at her new friend and suddenly, all of Lucy's worries about her daddy vanished. With Rachel everything just seemed perfect.
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"How was your first day of school Lucy?" Judy asked when she picked up her daughter.
"It was good, Mommy. My teacher is very nice and she said we would all have fun."
"Did you meet any new friends?" Lucy looked at her mother and thought about Rachel. She wanted to tell her mother about this funny girl who's going to be her partner all year long. She didn't want to lie to her mommy but she told Rachel she would be her friend and she didn't want to lie to her either.
"No, Mommy. I talked to Joey and to Kate. There are some other kids I've seen around church too but I don't sit by them."
"That's nice sweetie. I'm glad you had a good day. Daddy's home early tonight and he said he had something important to talk to you about."
"Okay Mommy. Is he happy or mad today?" Lucy wanted to prepare herself for what was to come. If he was happy then she would be getting good news or maybe even a present. But if he was mad, that would not be fun. Lucy knew that if Daddy was mad she would have a bad night. She would have to sit perfectly still on the hard stool perched next to Daddy's desk. She would have to look him straight in the eye when he told her that she is the ugliest Fabray to ever be born. She would have to nod her head and say "Yes, Daddy" when he told her that she would never live up to the family name and has been a disgrace since day one. She would have to sit on that stool until her father was sure the message got through. But if she cried, if even one tear escaped from her eyes, she wouldn't have to sit on that stool anymore. No, she would have to stand while her father took his belt to her. With each stroke of the belt against her backside she would be reminded of her flaws. How her hair is an ugly shade of brown instead of blonde. How she didn't have the tiny body she should at five. How her legs are too chubby and her stomach is too jiggly. How she will never live up to her sister. And how she makes her mother cry because she is not the girl she should be. Lucy knew that what her father did wasn't normal and probably wasn't right but there was nothing she could do about it. She only knew it wasn't normal because none of her friends from church said their daddies did that to them. She wasn't sure if it was right or wrong because her church never says anything about it. All Lucy knew was that she didn't like when her daddy was mad. And she liked it even worse when he was drunk.
"Don't worry honey, he's happy tonight but I don't think he has happy news for you or a present. He's just not mad so I don't know what's going on."
"Okay Mommy. I'll be good when I get inside."
"That's my girl. I love you Lucy." Judy kissed her daughter on the cheek before opening the front door and crossing from the quaint outdoors to the museum like house she resides in.
"Love you too Mommy." Lucy walked up the stairs to drop her Barney bag at her desk and quickly ran back down to sit at Daddy's stool.
"Hi Daddy!" Lucy smiled brightly at her father in hopes of good news.
"Hello Lucy. I hope school was nice. I hear Ms. Edmunds is one of the best teachers at the school."
"It was nice Daddy. Ms. Edmunds put my seat right by her desk so I can ask questions and I can see the board perfectly!"
"That's great sweetie. Did you meet any new friends in your class?"
"No, Daddy. I only talked to the kids who go to our church like Kate and Joey. There are more kids but I promise I won't talk to them unless they go to our church."
"That's my girl Lucy. Now listen sweetie, there is one girl in your class that I never, ever want you to talk to. She is not a good kid. Her fathers are dirty sinners. Lucy, listen to me carefully. Do not talk to Rachel Berry. She will ruin your mind and try to make you go against God. If I ever find out that you speak to her I will make sure you get all the punishment that God would deem necessary for someone talking to the devil. Do you understand me Lucy?"
"Yes Daddy, I understand."
"That's my girl. Now go up to your room and get your things ready for tomorrow."
"Okay Daddy. I'll see you at dinner." Lucy kissed her father then ran up the stairs to her bedroom once again. She hopped up on her bed and started going through her workbooks as her mind raced with the new information she just learned and the image of Rachel's smile still in her head. I can't talk to Rachel? But I told her I would be her friend. But I don't want to go against Daddy's wishes. But Rachel is so nice and she is my partner. Maybe Daddy won't find out. I hope Daddy won't find out. I want to be Rachel's friend.
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Comments are very much appreciated! I don't have the other chapters written but I do have them planned out. I just want to know if it's worth it to keep writing this. Thanks all!
