Hey everyone! Thank you for reading my story, and thank you for the feedback. This chapter is a flashback, that's why it's in italics. In the summary of this story I stated that this story is very different from that of the TV show, you will continue to see why. Same characters from the show, but also some of my own as well. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Flashback senior year.

"Hey guys" I said approaching our table in the quad, leaning down to kiss the side of Santana's head, setting my books on the table before sitting next to Rachel.

"Why does she get a kiss but I don't?" Rachel whined and I rolled my eyes.

"Because I'm special, right Q?" She asked smiling, looking right at me.

I just smiled and winked.

I was already in love with her. I had been since the beginning of junior year last year. But I had no right to be. We both had girlfriends.

"Hey babe" someone said softly to her as I looked away when they kissed hello.

I looked towards Rachel and Kurt and found them both looking at the couple with small smiles on their faces. I knew they couldn't help it, it's natural to smile when Santana is happy. I caught Rachel's eye and she raised her eyebrow at me, subtly nodding her head toward them. I raised my eyebrow in return and shrugged. I'm not sure what that was about.

Santana and Brittany. They have been dating since the start of our junior year. A few months more than I have been with my girlfriend, Ashley. Santana was in love. I wasn't. Well, not with the girl I should have been in love with.

I'm brought out of my thoughts by strong arms wrapping around my shoulders from behind, instantly making me smile. I may not be in love with the girl, but I cared about her deeply.

"Good morning sunshine" she laughed into my ear, quickly kissing it before sitting down beside me and saying hi to the rest of our friends.

I looked up at Santana and caught her staring intently at me with a look I couldn't read. She averted her eyes and smiled at me before turning her attention back to Brittany.

I took a moment to stare at Ashley as she talked with the girls. She was beautiful, there was no doubt about that. She was fit and strong and carried herself confidently and beautifully. She was someone everyone liked. Long beautiful brown hair, and a style of her own. She loved me. She loved me more than I deserved to be loved and I couldn't help but feel I was robbing her of true happiness.

"What do ya say, Quinn?" She asked me, wrapping her arms around my waist and squeezing a little.

"Uh, sorry. I wasn't paying attention. What do I say to what?" I asked tentatively.

"Double date with us tonight! Of course after your game first" Brittany exclaimed excitedly, making me smile in response. My friends never missed one of my soccer games, I loved their support.

"Sure I'm in" I said happily, much to the delight of my girlfriend and Brittany. I looked at Santana and she was giving me the same look from earlier.

"You okay, San?" I asked, reaching over and resting my hand on too of hers. She grasped my fingers and squeezed a little.

"Perfect" she said smiling softly at me.

We were always touchy feely with each other, that didn't change when we got girlfriends.

"We should get to class" Ashley said standing up, running her fingers through my hair.

I nodded, letting go of Santana's hand and grabbing my books before standing up.

"See you guys later" I said dismissively to Rachel and Kurt as I walked with Ashley, grabbing her hand along the way.

"Love you babe" she said softly, leaning in to kiss me as we stopped in front of her class.

"Love you too" I said smiling at her, kissing her once more before pulling back and walking toward my own class. One I shared with Santana and Brittany.

My stomach did flips as I walked in and caught her stare. I winked at her and sat down in front of her, her hands automatically rubbing the back of my neck and shoulders. I expected it. It happened almost every day.

I sighed softly and stared straight ahead. Lazily listening as Santana and Brittany continued their conversation, her hands still massaging my shoulders.

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"Fabray! Get out there!" My coach yelled at me as I was struggling to take a much needed drink of my Gatorade.

I nodded quickly and ran back onto the field. We were undefeated. I was team Captain. I was the best player on the team. I knew this but I didn't flaunt it. I treated everyone as an equally important player. That's what a team was all about.

"Cortez, run ahead!" I yelled to my teammate, running towards the goalie, a player from the other team fast approaching me.

Just as I passed the ball, I felt her foot hook around mine, her body slamming into my side, instantly throwing me to the ground with force.

"Ugh" I groaned out as the wind was knocked out of me, my shoulder and side screaming in pain as I tried to roll on my back.

I was surrounded by my teammates within seconds, my coach crouched down low as he talked to me.

"How bad is it?" He asked quickly as he assessed me.

I grunted in response and tightly closed my eyes as I massaged my shoulder a little bit, still trying to catch my breath.

"Quinn! Are you okay?" I heard her yell before I saw her. I opened my eyes and turned my head to the right to find her running towards me, a worried look on her face. I looked passed her for a second and saw all of my friends with equally worried looks.

She fell to her knees beside me and ran a hand over my face, gently touching my shoulder before grabbing my free hand.

"I think I'm okay" I breathed out and let her help me to a sitting position.

"Are you sure? Do you think you can still play?" Coach asked, clearly not ready to lose this game but still concerned about me.

"Of course. Who do you think you're talking to?" I smirked, moving to stand with her help.

I heard applause start all around me as I stood. I smiled sheepishly over at my friends and looked to the girl in front of me.

"I'm okay San, I promise. Just a little sore" I said, rotating my arm, squinting a little as it tensed.

I briefly wondered why she was the one checking on me and not Ashley.

"You scared me" she whispered before lightly punching my shoulder.

"Ow jeeze, hurt the already wounded why don't you?" I said laughing as I pushed her back towards my friends.

She laughed and smiled at me, a smile that was meant for me and me only. I winked at her and shooed her away before turning back to my team.

There was just something about that girl that I couldn't let go.

I knew I shouldn't have gotten into a relationship with someone else when I was already in love with Santana. But I couldn't help it. By the time I realized my feelings, she already had Brittany and I was not about to come in between them.

Then I met Ashley. She asked me to check her math problems in class one day and her smile drew me in. I thought it would take my mind off of San. I thought it would make the feelings I had for her go away and I could focus on someone else.

It worked for a little while. It took my mind off of her and I was happy for once.

Ashley was one of a kind type of girl, I knew that. But she wasn't Santana.

And I don't think anyone in this world could compare to her.