A/n: First Faberry thought I'd give it a whirl and hopefully it helps unblock my brain with my other Fic.

Enjoy and I don't own Glee

Warning: Contains Bartie if this makes you vomit I'm sorry, it makes me sick too but someone had to write it.

Chapter 1

Gift of a friend

I know I should probably say something to her seeing her so down is bringing me down too. She's not even attempting to pretend to pay attention and I seem to be the only one who notices, as I look around the room at all the other familiar faces in the room. Even Finn has a blank dimwitted smile on his face listening to our teacher ramble on about World War II. I know he's her ex and the wounds must still be kind of fresh but damn have a heart.

I sigh as the bell rings and she stands up dejectedly looking down at her shoes as she shuffles out of the room, I try to follow her but Sam yanks me back by my hand and slings his arm around me "Hey Babe so I was thinking maybe we could go out tonight maybe a movie and back to my place my parents are driving down to Cincinnati for the weekend maybe you could stay over" he has a cocky grin I watch as other girls stare at me with envy.

I pinch the bridge of my nose "Sam remember way back I know it might be hard but we agreed this isn't how were going to keep up appearances" I hiss he just rolls his eyes leaning up against the lockers next to mine glancing around making sure no one is in earshot "Jeez Quinn well if it gets around we're sleeping together no one will suspect anything"

"No, but they'll think I'm a huge whore who's willing to drop there spanks for anyone so I'd rather be seen as a prude than a hoe" he smirks further frustrating me "Whatever Sam I don't feel like doing this right now" I say slamming my locker shut "Aw but don't I get a kiss" he says laughing as I stomp off frustrated toward Spanish two.

Sam and me have been going through with this charade since sectionals when he gave me this stupid fake ring 'claiming' me. Even though both of us can't stand the idea of kissing or being a couple together. I guess I should explain to clear my thoughts.

Making out with Sam makes me want to throw up and the same goes for him and we basically told each other one night ending up in a very heated argument on whose fault it was when Sam blurts our "I'm Gay!" and two seconds later I was dying laughing "Yeah? Me too" and so this is why I'm here a month later playing house with Sam so he doesn't get bullied out of the school like Kurt.

I sit down in the back of the room as Mr. Shcuester starts the lesson dazing off into space until a paper ball hits me square in the forehead I glance up and see Santana whip around facing forward again. I open up the crumpled paper

'That shit in the hall almost gave me a cavity maybe you could make it on Broadway too' it says in Santana's barely legible handwriting I roll my eyes and toss the note into my purse chewing on the end of my pen.

I realized I was totally gay for Rachel a little bit before ninth grade that led to a chain of events that I'm not entirely proud of. For example I never wanted to throw the first slushy actually it was kind of like I wasn't thinking about it at all it was like one second I was holding the useless drink the next it was all over Rachel. Next naturally came the names which was spurred on by equally repressed Santana who felt it was our duty to torture the girl who was torturing me internally making me question my faith, which at the time was a big no, especially when she came to the celibacy club meetings that was like my Berry free zone and she invading it spurring me on more.

Puck happened then naturally Beth and even when Rachel offered her friendship repeatedly I turned her down again and again because in my mind she stole my boyfriend that's how I justified the insane jealousy that washed over me every time I saw the Finchel couple anywhere

After giving up Beth fighting to get my body back and fighting through some things with Santana (the physical aspect of our throw down in the hall over petty Cheerio stuff to the coming out to each other over coffee part) I realized I at least wasn't going to lie to myself anymore telling everyone else was the problem that I couldn't over come.

The Latina was standing by my desk arms crossed over her chest "Are you going to sit there and day dream about your lover or are we going to lunch?" I stay sitting testing her patients before standing and following her as she stomps out muttering under her breath. I watch as she flinches Artie and B rolling past us like she didn't see us, which was probably true she wasn't the most observant person in the world but seeing San shoulder all that hurt was hard.

Shaking up to re mix the ingredients in the Master Cleanse shit Sue makes us drink me and her sit at the cheerio table both gazing over at the 'Gleek' table at the girls both of us longed, both of us messing up so much they really didn't want to return the feeling.

"So" I say trying to get Santana to say anything "Do you know what day it is?" I ask her she glances over at me and shakes her head "Am I supposed to or something" I just shake my head and start tapping my foot on the ground, "Guess not but I was wandering if you could help me with something"

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"Okay guys we did alright at sectionals but now we really need to get ours heads in it seeing as we have more competition this year we need t step our game up but" Mr. Schuester says smiling "I thought today we could show case some stuff and chill out guys" he laughs seeing how excited everyone gets a smirk over to Santana who just rolls her eyes at me turning her back to me.

Artie sings a sickly sweet song to Brittany who was super excited Santana not so much, Tina and Mike do a number, and the bromance that is Finn and Puck do a number hard feelings over girls forgotten Finn placing most the blame on the girls, no one even notices Rachel not jumping at the bit to do a number finally I notice time winding down so I nod to Santana and get up making my way to the front of the room Santana shouldering and acoustic guitar sitting down on a stool near the piano.

"My song should be real quick so don't worry I won't hold you guys up" Quinn says nodding to Santana who starts strumming the instrument I start getting crazy butterflies as everyone looks confused.

Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday to you

Happy Birthday Dear Rachel, Happy Birthday to you.

I smile when I finish and stroll back over to my seat Santana sitting down next to me and glancing around I feel pretty pleased because everyone looks pretty confused then everyone is whipping around to Rachel re- singing what I just did. The smile she has is too much "I can't believe you guys remembered I thought for sure everyone forgot".

Everyone starts reassuring her and telling her the 'plan' which actually none of them had anything to do with stealing credit for my work, free loaders. Finns face is perfect though he looks like a complete douche sitting they're trying to rack his brain to see if he said anything today.

As everyone fills out at the end I chase Rachel down to the parking lot "Hey" I say smiling she looks unsure and smiles back "Hi, yourself thanks for singing for me today that was very nice of you".

I shrug "Least I could do so what are you doing for your big day? Any plans?" she looks sheepishly around "Uh well not exactly nothing really going out to dinner with my dad's probably".

"Oh well uhm how about instead I come over and we hang out and do something for your birthday" I see her looking behind her then glancing behind me which makes me laugh "No slushy's or tricks or anything just I don't know I think I want to take you up on your friendship offer if it's still redeemable".

She stares at me skeptically for a moment "Yes, well that sounds fun how about we go and see a movie? Around six giving me time to inform my fathers and get decent" I nod happily and we stand there awkwardly staring at each other for a moment.

"Well then see you at six o clock Quinn"

"Oh, right see you then, six o clock" I say pumping my fist when I get into my car it's so on!