A/N: My first time writing Faberry (or Glee for that matter). Please R&R. Hope you enjoy!
She was beautiful, that no one could deny. With silky blond hair that bounced when she walked, cascading down her back in all its glory, and clear, sea green eyes that were impossible not to get lost in, it wasn't at all unusual to stop and stare when she walked by.
People saw her as an idol, someone they would do anything to be like, someone they wished to be around so that her beauty would rub off on them.
To Rachel Berry, she was a goddess.
Her goddess, she was extremely proud to say.
To think that Quinn would turn her back on all those boys - Puck, Sam, practically the whole school, even Finn, just to be with her... well, it was nothing short of a miracle to the brunette.
Sometimes it was hard to believe it was actually real, and this wasn't just some long, wonderful dream she would someday wake up from, doused in sweat, tingles racing through her body.
But with every soft kiss, every gentle caress, she began believing more.
As she sat on the couch, running her fingers tenderly through glossy golden hair, the rain coming down softly outside the window, she began realizing in her mind that this was true.
When Quinn lazily lifted herself for a kiss, and their lips touched, sending intense sparks of fire through her veins, Rachel finally knew this was real.
Her magnificent, marvelous reality.
And she wouldn't trade it for all the trophies in the world.