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Quinn Fabray sighed as she pulled her bike up to Belleville High School. It wasn't any different from middle school, same kids, same drama, just everyone was older; the only difference now was Quinn's popularity. In middle school she'd been a loser until 8th grade. Quinn once preferred to spend her time reading and writing stories or listening to music. Of course being known as the girl who read books during lunch was not conducive to being popular. Quinn hadn't cared for a long time. That was of course until Russell Fabray finally paid enough attention to his daughter and her school life to find out that she was the social outcast. Next this Quinn knew she was on the cheerleading squad, and apparently she was had a talent for it. It amazed Quinn how fickle kids were, one week she was the butt of every joke, then the next she was in the in crowd. She had to admit, though, that it was better than being a loser and lonely. Her only friend Blaine Anderson had transferred out of Belleville after seventh grade after being bullied for being gay. Quinn didn't understand why, she didn't see anything wrong with being gay; of course she'd never tell her father that.

During the summer between eighth grade and ninth Quinn had grown into her looks, her baby fat disappeared after a summer of training, she grew three inches going from five foot three to five six. Her breast came in and her waist narrowed. The first day of school when she walked in with her cheerleading outfit on she'd turned many heads, though she hadn't noticed at first. Then she'd been made captain of the team, which was rare, in fact no freshman had ever been captain of the varsity squad before. But Quinn was good, really good. She was instantly the most popular girl in school. Quinn didn't think she'd ever seen her father more proud of her than when she told him of her captaincy, in fact he'd been so happy he hadn't locked her in the closet for two weeks. Quinn shook her head, no point in dwelling on that. 'New year Quinn, sophomore year, you can do this, only three more years and you're free'.

Quinn walked to her new locker and started putting her books in. "Hey sweet thing." A husky voice filled the air. Quinn groaned on the inside. "What is it Thomason?" She eyed him as she pulled out her chem book. "Just came to escort my girl to her first class of the new year." Paul Thomason leaned on the lockers next to her. He was the best looking guy in school with his intense blue eyes, tanned skin, and surfer blonde hair. He was broad and muscular and the of course quarterback of the football team and shooting guard on the basketball team. "I'm not your girl." Quinn shut her locker door and headed down the hall. She didn't really need to look where she was going, people tended to part ways for her and Paul. "Oh come on girl, what about last week, my room?" Quinn froze and then pushed Paul into an empty class.

"Don't even speak to me about that night." Quinn growled. Paul took an involuntary step back.

"Jeeze, Q. It was a great night."

Quinn shook her head trying to steal her emotions and put up her wall. When she looked back up at him her stare was hard and cold. "No I came to you, because I thought you'd understand my position. Your dad…" she saw him stiffen as well, "is like mine. I was upset and you got me drunk and took advantage of me. I wouldn't have done that if I'd been thinking straight."

Paul got a hard a look, "I did not rape you."

"No, I did consent, but you knew I was upset and drunk, you should never of even tried. Paul I trusted you. God Paul, I was waiting." She felt her emotions trying to get best of her. It always did when she thought about how she lost her virginity.

"Whatever Q, you wanted it and you liked it." With that Paul disappeared out of the class. Quinn stood there a moment, stopping the tears. When she was composed she put up her steal head cheerleader mask and walked into the hallway.


Judy walked into the foyer of the house and turned to the two people in front of her, "The floors are all oak. The grand stair is as well. All original woodwork of course, now if you'll follow me I'll show you the living room and dining room." Judy showed the grand old manor house to her clients for another forty-five minutes before they decided that they'd buy the place. Judy was excited but didn't show as she told Mr. and Mrs. Nester she'd have the paper work ready for them the next day. After locking up the house Judy got in her red BMW and drove home. She was happy about the sell, it had been a rough market in Lima selling houses because of the recession and Judy was beginning to get worried about keeping her job. The real estate firm she worked for, for the last eight years had already let two people go. But this sale, the house was worth $ 1.5 million, gave her and the company a nice commission. She'd be set for the year just on that sale alone. Not that Judy particularly liked her job, but it was the only job in Lima she could find when she'd moved here. Before she'd worked for Russell's company in the marketing department, but she obviously had left that job after the divorce went through.

Pulling up to an average sized two story colonial house with a brown roof and brick walls and a two story two door garage, Judy felt herself relax. Once inside she went to her room and dropped off her work things in the office before going to the kitchen and beginning dinner. A half hour later the front door opened a short brunette girl with big brown eyes and a beautiful smile came bouncing in. "Hello Judy." Judy smiled at the teen and pointed to the seat across from her at the island she was currently working at.

"Hey Rach. How was school?"

Rachel picked up one of the carrots Judy was cutting and bit it, "Good, Mr. Shuester, the Spanish teacher is starting up a glee club. I signed up. Plus I only got slushied once today." Judy sighed. It was horrible what these kids did to each other. "I am glad to hear about the glee club, but Rachel, I wished you'd let me or one of your dad's talk to Principal Figgins about the slushies. It isn't right."

Rachel just shrugged, "It's fine Judy. I don't let it get to me. The kids who do it are just jealous because they are not as confident in themselves as I am." With that the girl jumped down from her stool and ran upstairs calling back, "I am going to practice my audition song."

Judy just shook her head and laughed. She was truly grateful to have Rachel in her life, as well as Leroy and Hirman, but sometimes just the sight of Rachel made Judy's heart break. Rachel was the same age as Lucy, only a few months separating the two's birthdays. At each of Rachel's milestones or accomplishments Judy found herself thinking of Lucy. What was Lucy doing? Was she still are reader or an athlete? Was she popular at school? Did she sing? But Judy didn't know and probably never would. Russell had made sure of that.

By the time Judy had finished dinner both Leroy and Hirman were home. "Smells good Judes." Leroy said as he hugged his best friend. "Thanks. How was work you two?"

"Good," came the simultaneous reply from the two men who then looked at each other before kissing quickly.

Judy turned her head not wanting to interrupt the men's moment. If anyone had told her eight years ago when she had temporarily moved into the Berry's that she'd still be here, part of a weird, dysfunctional, but happy family she'd have laughed at them. Yet her she was still living in their garage turned apartment and being one of the family. It was odd, but Judy loved it. Even if sometimes she felt out of place.

"Oh come on Judes, you've seen us kiss a million times and you still get shy?" Leroy teased.

"I'm giving you your privacy." Judy retorted.

"Whatever." Hirman said in an impression of his daughter.

"No seriously. Don't you two think it is time I move out?" Judy said placing dinner on the table.

"No." The two men said together again.

"Well…" Judy started but Leroy cut her off.

"This is our family Judes, and I love it, so does Hirman and Rachel. I want it to stay this way, the three of us growing old together. But if you want to go, then we won't stop you, Rachel might, but we won't."

Judy shook her head, "No I love it too." No she'd never leave Rachel the way she left her own daughters.

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