Disclaimer: I DONT OWN GLEE. I WISH I DID. If I did, crazy crazy shit will happen.
A/N: OMG I KNOW. I have to finish Will you,Quinn? But this is such a cute plot bunny that I just can't take off my mind! FABERRY GOODNESS :) YUMYUM.
Saturday. 8:00 am. A door slammed. A bag was thrown at the floor and a blonde flung herself on top of her bed. Quinn Fabray is tired. She grumbled. Ever since she had Beth, she joined the Cheerios again. She forgot how Sue does things around McKinley. She closed her eyes, not bothering the painful sting in her lower abdomen, excusing it as the trademark aftermath of Slyvester's practices.
Quinn opened her eyes. She lifted her head to look up at her clock. 12:05 am. It was still Saturday. She remembered dropping dead at her bed after practice. She stretched out her arms and yawned, ready for brunch with her mother. She stood up,wondering why the floor was farther than usual. And why her yawn was deep as gravel stuck in a cement mixer. She shrugged it off and walked to her bathroom when she passed by her mirror. She screamed.
Or he screamed.
A/N: Rather short eh? I'm taking it slow. But this is a multi chapter. :D HIHIHI. Rate and Review! This is just only the beggining of a nice nice story. PROMISE!