Hey new faberry story review and let me know what you think. I already have more written for it so the next update shouldn't take too long if people are interested .

I thought this was a really good idea but that could just be me.

"Hey tubby, shouldn't you be drooling outside the cafeteria waiting for lunch to be ready?" Stacey said as she slammed the girl's locker shut. The other girl pushed her glasses up nervously even though they were already up.

"Umm…I…" She struggled to find words to say.

"Have you ever heard of a rhetorical question, fatty?" Amanda asked with a sneer on her face when she tried to answer Stacey's question.

Rachel had heard the scene, since the locker was slammed bringing her out of her daydream of singing on Broadway. She was indignant because of the way she saw the girl being treated. She stormed over just as Amanda stopped speaking and decided to answer the girl's question.

"I'm sure she does know what rhetorical means considering all the reading she does and unlike you and Stacey she's probably not failing almost all of her classes besides gym." Rachel said standing straight as she looked the taller girl in the eye. Amanda opened her mouth to offer some other rude remark when a boy came down the hallway running and pulled the girl's hair while laughing. She and Stacey started chasing after him.

The two girls left behind watched the scene like a movie not entirely sure what just took place. After a few moments the girl said, "Thanks," as she turned back to her locker.

"You're welcome even though I'm not sure I actually accomplished anything." Rachel said.

"You noticed and you tried." The girl stopped to think for a second. "No one else ever has." She turned and looked at Rachel and her breath caught in her throat as how cute the girl was. A blush crept across her cheeks. "I'm Lucy."

"Nice to meet you." For Lucy for once someone sounded genuine when they said that. "I'm Rachel." Rachel stuck out her hand a wide smile on her face. It made Lucy smile in return as she shook the shorter girl's hand. She turned back to her locker.

"How…how did you know I read a lot?"

"I've noticed you before in study hall, at lunch, after school on the bleachers. You always have your nose in some book. I've wanted to go over and talk to you for some time but I just haven't. You seem…" Rachel searched for the right word. It wasn't often it didn't just come to her. And Lucy held her breath. It wasn't often anyone used a positive adjective when describing her. "Intriguing." Rachel finished and it left a small smile on the other girl's face. Intriguing could be a good thing.

"I'm sure there are other intriguing people. Why me?" Lucy asked. She didn't mean for this conversation to be so serious and deep but she had to know. No one was interested in her. She had to have some indication that this girl was being honest besides the desperate desire inside of her that begged for it to be true. If it was a game she'd rather know now and get it over with.

Rachel looked at the other girl. She couldn't tell her that it was a just feeling she had, as if she was being pulled towards Lucy. That might scare the other girl away and Rachel didn't really have many friends to begin with so she settled for, "You seem kind and more approachable and less intimidating since you're usually alone and you seem like you could use a friend like I do."

Lucy practically snorted at that. "How do you not have friends? You're so…" Pretty she wanted to say but stopped herself. "Kind." She finished instead.

Rachel shrugged. "I'm insanely talented. One day I'm going to be a big star on Broadway and I think people are jealous of that so they dislike me for it. It's not my fault I'm going to be more famous than them and make more money." She stated bluntly not in a condescending way but just as pure fact. Lucy smiled at the other girl's confidence and wished she had some of it.

"Well then, I'd like to be your friend." She said and Rachel smiled so wide her face practically split in half.

"My dad is picking me up in ten minutes. You want to come over?" Rachel asked.

Lucy had never been invited over anyone else's house before. "Yeah I'd like that."

"Hmmm favorite N'Sync song?" Rachel said running out of questions to ask. She and Lucy had been going back and forth for about two hours.

"Ummm I Drive Myself Crazy."

Rachel was about to ask why when she was interrupted by her dad. "Rachel, dinner is in fifteen minutes. Is your friend staying?" He called from downstairs.

Rachel sat up quickly on her bed and looked at Lucy who was still lying down.

"Will you stay?" Rachel asked her eyes bright and excited.

Lucy got up much slower and looked down at the watch on her wrist. "I can't. My parents want me home for dinner." In her head she added 'So they can monitor what I eat so I don't get any fatter.'

"Oh." Rachel sounded dejected but perked up when Lucy said they would see each other the next day in school.

"I better get going." Lucy said and stood.

"Aren't you going to call your parents to come and get you?" Rachel asked concerned.

"No, I'm going to walk."

"One of my dads can drive you." Rachel offered.

"That's okay. It's not dark yet."

"Are you sure?" Rachel asked not liking the idea of Lucy walking home alone. In her head she pictured all the things that could go wrong, being robbed, being kidnapped, drive-by shooting, alien abduction, she stopped before it got any weirder.

"I'm sure. I'll be fine." Lucy offered her a reassuring smile.

"Fine but give me your cellphone. You have to text me when you get home or else I'll assume you were kidnapped or that you died." She said completely serious.

Lucy just laughed.

The girls' friendship took off quickly. They went from not talking at all to talking every day. Lucy was hesitant at first about trusting Rachel, as she always was with people, but Rachel entered the relationship with complete reckless abandon and Lucy found it hard not to get caught up in the whirlwind that was Rachel Berry. She found herself telling things to Rachel she thought she would never be able to tell anyone let alone ever want to admit voluntarily.

Rachel talked about her dreams of making it on Broadway and Lucy admitted that the first time she heard Rachel sing via Myspace video she cried at how beautiful the brunette's voice was which made Rachel's eyes fill with tears at the sincerity and depth of the compliment.

Lucy talked of her parents' perfectionism and how she didn't fit the expectations the Fabrays had. Her sister, Franny, did. She was skinny, smart, sociable and had a respectable boyfriend whose parents were close friends of the Fabrays. They all went to church together. Lucy was the black sheep of the family. She was shy. At church functions she barely talked to anyone and would try to sneak away to a quiet corner so she could read.

At school Lucy was still bullied but much less when Rachel was around. Kids tend to pick on someone when they are alone and at school every moment they could be Rachel and Lucy were together. They would still call Lucy names but Rachel yelling back at them made it less fun.

Lucy told her one day that the brunette was like a small dog, maybe a yorkie. She was yappy, all bark and no bite. Lucy thought this was adorable. The other kids thought it was annoying, definitely more trouble than it was worth to make fun of Lucy. Rachel's longwinded rambles about why bullying was wrong blah blah blah (this is what they heard when she started talking) and who knows what else gave some of the boys headaches and they would just walk away rather than have to listen to it. Lucy beamed whenever Rachel chased away the other kids.

As the days passed Lucy began to feel something she hadn't since she was younger, happy.