A/N: This is Beth's part. There is no Faberry but I feel that this part is kind of a parallel to how Quinn and Rachel interacted in the past.

Chapter 2: Let It All Fade Away

Beth was in glee club of her high school. It was one of the clubs she really enjoyed because the pain and craziness that came by being a Fabray just faded away.

She detested her glee club instructor though. Mr. Morrison was his name. He obviously knew she was the star of the club, but she didn't understand why he kept giving her solos away to the less talented. Fuck equal opportunity or "everyone deserves a chance in the spotlight, Elizabeth!" What the fuck ever, Mr. Morrison!

It was after glee practice and she decided to stay back and go to the auditorium to practice. Sectionals were in a couple of weeks and if they won they would go on to nationals. She would be damned if she didn't sound her finest. After all, Julliard scouts would probably be there and it was her chance to impress them and have an automatic in for the prestigious performing arts school.

She stood alone under the spotlight, with an instrumental version of the most heartbreaking song imaginable.

She lost herself in the music, pushing her voice to fill the empty space, pushing her vocal chords to their max, feeling the words to the songs in her soul. Her eyes ere tearing up for she felt that singing was the one talent that would take her away.

She would wow the judges to tears,she would get a full ride to Julliard, get out of her house, perform at piano bars or open mic nights. She would be discovered by someone from a major record label. She would rise to stardom, take the world by storm like her mom Rachel had once done. Once she was famous, she would pull an Angelina Jolie ignore her family

So she sang with her heart, she sang with her soul. Feeling the power of the lyrics flow through her veins just how the artist had intended.

She would sing until she ached and became breathless.

Once she reached the ending of her song, she stopped. The silence disrupted by her rapid breathing and a slow clap started by someone who was hiding somewhere in the darkness.

"Who's there? I have a rape whistle!" Beth warned her intruder.

"I won't hurt you, I promise, it's just me, Gabe" a tall young man emerged from the darkness.

"Gabe?" she pondered, trying to remember where she had heard that name before.

"Yeah! Gabriel 'Gabe' Goodman. Ring any bells?" he asked, "no? Well, I've been in your classes since like the 5th grade, and sometimes I play piano for the glee club when your regular pianist is not there"

Beth slowly recalled seeing him around, but truth be told, sometimes she got too focused into her life to notice anything or anyone else.

"Gabe, yeah, I know who you are. What exactly are you doing here?" Beth asked.

"Well this is the only place with a grand piano besides the choir room, and I like to practice here. I heard you singing and was backstage enjoying the show" he said with a smile.

"Right. Well I should leave and let you practice then." Beth said, making her way backstage.

"You don't have to leave. I'll play and you sing? Just for a little while?" he asked, his blue eyes captivating young Beth.

She was still a bit suspicious.

"I promise I'm not a creep," he said.

"Alright, but if you try anything, I do have pepper spray on stand by," she warned, making her way to the grand piano at the edge of the stage.

"I believe you," he said seriously, "now, what should we do first?" he asked, his fingers warming up by doing scales.

"You know anything from 'Les Mis'?" she asked.

Gabe just smirked, cracked the joints of his fingers and played the opening chords of 'I Dreamed a Dream'.