Author's Note: I do not own Glee, nor did I create the character Charlie (someone on Tumblr did), so please don't sue me.

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June 17, 2011

Quinn had just gotten out of the shower when she walked in; "Oh shit!" Charlie screamed when she opened her sister door to find her sister had nothing on but a towel. After an awkward moment Charlie immediately turned around and closed the door, "Sorry!" she yelled, "I should have knocked first."

Quinn chuckled as she quickly got dressed, "It's fine Charlie; what do you need?

"Um... well I was going to ask you something, but it can wait a minute."

Quinn, who was already dressed, opened the door. "No need, I'm already decent," she said with a chuckle.

"Oh… okay" Charlie stuttered before entering her sister room. As she made her way to the couch she said, "Sorry about, earlier. I really should've knocked."

"Aw, look at that. You are so embarrassed."

"Shut up; besides, wouldn't you be?"

Quinn shrugged, "Probably not, but that doesn't matter. What did you need to ask me?"

Charlie took her palm and ran over her scalp and through her hair; ever since she cut her hair she did this whenever she was nervous. "Well… I invited Santana and Brittany, and Kurt and his boyfriend to come to club with me in Columbus. Anyways I, along with everybody else, would like to know if you would come along. So, do you?"

"Let me guess it some gay club or bar; am I right?"

"You know me so well."

Quinn laughed, "So why am I invited?"

"Well, I think you would have fun, and they all think you could use a break from Lima, even if it's for a little bit."

Quinn let out a sigh, "Yeah I do need to escape. All right, I'm in." Charlie did a mini fist pump out of excitment. "But you have to help me find something to wear, so I look hot."

"I can do that," Charlie said with a smirk.

When the group arrived at the club they all immediately made their way to the dance floor, and started dancing, but soon enough the groups starts to break up; Kurt and Blaine go do their own thing, as do Santana and Brittany, and Charlie is dancing with some girl, who is hot. So Quinn makes her way to the bar. When she gets there, she notices a large crowd of people trying to get the attention of the tall brunette. She's about 5'10", long hair, and she's rocking a vest with a pair of jeans. Quinn puts her hand up and yells, "I'll have a bottle of water."

The bartender looks up and smiles before nodding, as she walking to the other end of the bar you hear some guy say, "It's official, Alex is gay."

Quinn looks to her left, "And how do you know that?"

The guy shrugged, "Because I've been standing here for five minutes trying to get a drink."

"You point?"

"Blondie, you walk up here and she immediately gets you a drink. Alex isn't only gay, she's into you."

"He's right you know." Quinn had been so distracted she hadn't noticed that the tall brunette was standing right in front of her with her water.

"Oh… um thanks," as Quinn stuttered she felt her cheeks get warm. She handed the Alex a five dollar bill, "Keep the change," and then walked towards a table.

Quinn found a table to sit at, while she watched her sister and her friends dance. She had been sitting there about five minutes, when she heard, "You mind if I sit down?"

Quinn was about to say no, when she recognized the person asking "Go ahead Alex."

"Thanks. So are you here alone."

"No with my friends and my sister."

"Really? Point them out."

"You see that guy who looks like he's from the Lord of the Rings?" Alex nodded. "Okay him and the guy he is dancing with are my friends. Then you see the couple dancing in the middle there?"

"The tall blonde and the brunette, who is wearing a fedora?"

"Yeah, those four are my friends, and the girl who just got pulled on stage by the DJ is my sister."

"And you are here by yourself?" Quinn nodded.

"Why?"

Quinn shrugged, "Well partly I haven't found anyone I want to dance with?"

"Bullshit, you are all anyone except, you friends and sister, is talking about tonight. You are the hot, mysterious, hot, new girl, who got the bartenders attention." Alex stated with a smirk

"You said 'hot' twice."

"Because you are at least twice as hot as anybody in this place. Now answer the question."

"No, I'm not saying no one wants to dance with me, I'm saying I haven't found anyone to dance with."

"How the hell do you get laid if you are so picky, I mean there are tons of hot girls, including myself."

"Well, you are attractive, but I'm straight."

Alex blinked a couple of times, "Please don't take this the wrong way, but I find that very hard to believe."

"It's true though."

"Hmmm, so then I guess my chance went out the window?"

"Yeah, pretty much. Sorry."

"Well that sucks. Just do me a favor, dance with one girl to put them out of their misery; like Harvey Milk said 'You got to give them hope'."

Quinn let out a laugh, "And what if I asked you to dance?"

"I would be thrilled."

"Do you want to dance Alex?"

"I would love to."

As Quinn was dancing with Alex, she felt an electricity she had never had felt with Puck, Finn, Sam, or any guy. It was like nothing she had felt. The electricity was intensified when she and Alex started grinding. For some reason Quinn turned around and pulled Alex it into a kiss. It was soft, exhilarating, and different; it was nothing like kissing a boy. Quinn opened her eyes and took a step back. She was just kissing Alex; Alex is a girl; she liked kissing Alex; she liked kissing a girl. Fear began flowing with her veins, the same fear she felt when her father kicked her out. Alex must of noticed how completely terrified she was, "Quinn, we don't have to go any further. Okay?" Quinn nodded entranced with fear. "Do you want me to go get your sister?" Quinn nodded again. "Okay I'm going to lead you to a table that means I'm going to grab your hand; is that okay?" Quinn nodded.

June 17, 2011

"Fuck!" Charlie hissed as she tried to get her sister out of her trance. "I think she's gone into shock," she said as she snapped her fingers in front of her sister's face. "Blaine go get the car, we have to get her home." Blaine nodded and left to go get the car, Kurt went with him.

"Is she going to be alright?" Santana asked hesitantly.

"I think so, but we have to get her out of this shock."

"How do you do that?"

"Well, she is responsive. Like she has that dear-in-headlights look, but she is responsive. Like I asked her if she could hear me and she nodded, which is good. I think if we get her in shower, and blast her with cold water should snap her out of it."

June 18, 2011

When they got back to the Fabray house, the girls undressed Quinn and then sat her on the floor of her shower, and then turned on the cold water.

"HOLY SHIT!" Quinn screamed. "It's freezing!"

"Good to hear you still with us." Charlie said before turning the dial to warm.

Quinn stood up, "How did we get home?"

"I'll explain later. Finish your shower, warm up, and when you are done you can get change, there is a pair of shorts and a tank is on the toilet."

"Thanks."

"No problem, I will be waiting in your room with the rest of the gang."

"So what happened?" Quinn asked as she walked out of her bathroom.

"You went into shock." Brittany stated.

"No way."

"Yeah, you did you looked like a deer in headlights."

"What is the last thing you remember?" Santana asked.

"I was standing in front of Alex," Quinn responded nervously.

"Yeah, you definitely went into shock. Memory loss is common with it." Everyone was gaping at her. "What? My dad is ER surgeon he tells me things, just not how to get someone out of shock."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Quinn do you remember what happened before you were standing in front of Alex?"

Quinn gulped, "I'm not ready to talk about it."

"Okay, you'll talk when you are ready." Charlie said soothingly

June 18, 2011

When Charlie woke up, it took her a second to remember everything that had happened the previous night, but when it did she let out a loud sigh. Everyone had seen what had happened last night, and even if they didn't Alex had told them; however, no one had told judy, Franny, or David the exact details of what happened last night. All of them agreed that Quinn had the right to tell who she wanted when she wanted, even if they already knew.

"Poor Quinn,"a s she said that she remembered a poem she had written when she finally accepted herself. Charlie rolled herself out bed and then she made her way to her desk. She opened he laptop and searched "untitled poem," and a moment later she saw the document come up in the search. Opened the file and read it.

Hypocrisy is the one word

That describes my world.

I was born with inalienable rights,

And yet… I still fight.

I was born in the United States,

Yet I face hate

Every day, just for being me.

I just wish you could see,

But you fail to do so.

Instead you act like you know

What it is like to have so little control

Over your whole,

Life.

And all because I want a wife,

This is my request,

But you don't even try to do your best.

I am not something you can

Ban.

I am not something that

Can be left at

that

For me or any other person.

Because, things will only worsen

If you continue to deny

My

Rights.

So, the fight

For equality will

Go on until

You stop voting

On my rights.

When you stop quoting

The Bible

Because you are liable.

Charlie took a deep breathe she remembers when she wrote that poem, it was the week before she got kicked out. She remembers how long it took her to get not only to that place, but passed it. Charlie hoped Quinn's journey would be a lot shorter.

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