AN: so I feel everyone's getting bored of this... I'm not really sure but I can guess. So I'll be wrapping this up even sooner than expected

AN2: Dear sister of mine; LeftMyHeartInParis *Clears throat* YOU ARE TO STOP READING ANYTHING I WRITE! I AM SICK OF YOUR CRITICISMS, I DON'T NEED THEM! I USED A CHARACTER NAME FOR F*** SAKE, I DON'T ACTUALLY GIVE A S*** ABOUT THE REAL CHARACTER, I USED IT SO THAT ANYONE WHO RECOGNISED THE DOCTORS NAME MIGHT KNOW WHERE I GOT THE INSPIRATION FOR THIS FIC FROM. ALSO I DON'T REALLY CARE WHAT YOU THINK, SAYING SHE WASN'T A RED HEAD IN THAT, BUT SEEING AS I'M ALREADY DEALING WITH A BLONDE AND A BRUNETTE AND THE USE OF PRONOUNS CAN GET ANNOYING WHEN THERE'S THREE FEMALES IN THE ROOM IT WAS EASIER TO GIVE HER THAT F***ING HAIR COLOUR, OKAY?

NOW; YOU DARE REVIEW ANYTHING OF MINE; OUT OF SPITE OR OTHERWISE I WILL BREAK YOUR NET BOOK; I WILL RUN OVER IT WITH THE CAR AFTER I THROW IT OUT THE WINDOW, THEN I WILL SET ITS TRASHED REMAINS ON FIRE. I REALISE YOU DON'T HAVE A HEART HENCE MY PICKING ON ONE OF YOUR FAVOURITE INANIMATE OBJECTS.

ALSO; I'M NOT SURE WHY A LITTLE HOMOPHOBE (DON'T DENY IT) LIKE YOURSELF IS EVEN READING THIS OR ANYTHING ELSE I WRITE; SO F*** OFF!

*Deep breath* on with the chapter

It was a further three weeks later, a certain Friday afternoon when Quinn decided to come out to the rest of the glee club. She'd been feeling a little tense and irritated lately. Some of the boys in the football team had been harassing her for a date... or a kiss and Puck or Santana were usually there (as Captain of the foot ball team and head cheerio) to tell them to back off. But Puck wasn't usually much better at least he'd back off after the first no and he didn't lean into her like the other boys did, in a way that make her feel threatened.

Before Mr Schue got to their Friday afternoon glee club session Quinn took the floor

"Um, everyone" she spoke only just loud enough for everyone to hear. Once all eyes were on her she felt nervous again "I have something I want to tell you all, actually I feel like I need to tell you"

She looked to Santana who gave her an encouraging nod. She saw the way Brittany and Santana's hands were entwined swinging freely between the two seats. It made her smile. She also thought back to a discussion she'd had with the Latina the other day by their lockers in the empty corridor.

"Look Quinn, if you are ready to come out that's all that matters, you should have to worry about your family if they loved you then they'll always accept you, and your current family are probably the most accepting people in this town so you've got nothing to worry about"

The short haired blonde nodded in understanding "How did you deal with it after you came out"

"Deal with what exactly; there was a lot of different things I had to deal with?"

"Well how about the people in school?"

"I thought you were just going to come out to the glee club"

"Well yeah but I'm not going to ask them to keep it secret; if the rest of the school find out then so be it. But I don't feel the need to 'come out' to them"

"Good for you Q" she patted the blonde on the back while wearing a look of pride on her face "You know I'm here when ever right?"

"Yeah I know, that's kinda why I'm asking your advice now"

"Oh right, you wanna know how to deal with the jerks, well" she pondered for a moment "I guess a few guys still ask me and B for a three some, I normally insult their manhood" she chuckled

"Does that always work?" she sounded sceptical

"You might work them up enough for them to leave you alone, but sometimes it back fires... if you know someone has a violent temperament then you might not wanna piss them off" the Latina answered with some reluctance "The girls though, well sometimes it was like they thought i was gonna come on to them, but well you can either tell them to get over them selves... and insult them or; if you think you've got the guts, prove them right"

"You mean come onto them"

"Yeah" she shrugged "But don't actually touch them, you kinda" she stepped closer to the blonde causing her to step back getting trapped against her locker "and then" she leant in a little more not touching Quinn. She put her lips near the blondes ear and whispered "Just make them feel uncomfortable, even tell them that they must want you to do this, as they suggested it" She pulled back and a triumphant smirk grew on her face as she saw the stunned nervous expression Quinn wore "Something like that" she then sauntered off "See you later Q" she called over her shoulder before disappearing leaving Quinn to gather herself.

She looked to Puck for further support, thinking of the discussion she'd had with the football team captain a couple of days before her most recent pep talk with Santana

Puck had been at football practice when he'd spotted a certain blonde in the usual hoody and jeans sitting on the risers. He was quick to shower and change before heading back out to see if Quinn was still there... she was so he climbed the risers to see if she was okay

"Hey, what are you doing up here?"

"Oh, I was just thinking" she kept her head low

"What's on your mind?" he asked casually

"I can trust you right?"

"Sure can" he dropped down onto a space on the bench not far from her

"I'm gay"

"Wha?" he didn't shout it, but he was genuinely surprised

"You're the third person I've told" she nodded, she then sniffed and wiped her face on her hoody sleeve

"A-are you crying?" Puck genuinely sounded concerned. She nodded leading to the next one word question "Why?"

"I'm just scared, scared if I go back, scared at what people will say"

"Don't let them get to you" he patted her back

"Is it really as simple as you say it?"

"Well no, there's so many times I just want to punch some punk for opening his mouth but sometimes it's better to just let them think you're going to hurt them" she looked up at him confused "If I get in anymore shit in this place, I'll get kicked out, and I don't want to go back to juvie" he shuddered playfully making her laugh lightly "So sometimes a fake lunge, gritting my teeth. Making people back off; I mean the bad ass I already am help, from when I used to beat up some of the kids. But just letting people think you'll go that far, can help"

She raised a sceptical eyebrow

"You're already strong Quinn, don't let those people at that fear damage that"

"Big words from the Puckasaurus" she joked

He chuckled "Yeah, but I mean it, don't let them hurt you"

"Thanks Puck" she leant against him

"I'm actually relieved"

"At what?"

"That you're a lesbian; I mean why else would you turn me down" he chuckled as she shoved him playfully

Lastly she looked to Rachel, her sweet innocent shiny eyes twinkling that smile at her. She got out of her seat, patting down her pleated skirt and took a stand next to Quinn, she comfortingly slipped her hand into the blondes.

"The reason I called you all to attention today is because-"

"You've spent too much time with Rachel and can't stop talking like her" Kurt said dryly as he interrupted

"Shut up and listen!" Santana glared at him, he held his hands up in mock surrender adding an eye roll.

"I want to confess to you all. I feel I can trust you all to not turn away from me. I wanted to tell you all; I'm" she took a final deep breath "A L-lesbian"

Most of the still oblivious club all looked surprised but not disgusted (obviously they wouldn't considering other members in the club but Quinn was still worried something would go wrong)

There were also a couple facial expressions of pride and understanding (Kurt and Blaine) while the others expressions offered support.

Quinn couldn't believe that it had been that simple. There were few words, but nothing negative and then their teacher walked in, and the discussion was over

It was so simple; she'd wished she'd done it sooner

...

Later that night she was back home with Rachel; the pair found themselves in front of the TV after a vegan friendly pizza, watching some musical. Quinn couldn't have paid attention to the screen if she'd wanted to as Rachel would interrupt every few seconds to give her analysis on what was happening in that particular scene or talk about the actor/actress playing a certain character and how many awards they'd won.

If there had been a quiz at the end Quinn would have failed, she didn't hear the words just the gentle murmuring of the girl who was cuddled into her side.

When the film was finished Rachel got up, leaving Quinn's side cold, to take the DVD out of the DVD player

"I want to thank you Rach" Quinn said softly

"Thank me for what? Dad paid for the Pizza and most people don't appreciate my lecturing" she furrowed her brow, the way that Quinn found cute

"No not that, I wanted to thank you for today"

"I didn't do anything Quinn, I was just there to support you. I'm your best friend and I wouldn't expect any less from myself"

She smiled fondly standing up to move next to Rachel who still stood by the TV "Today was the best birthday I've ever had"

The short brunettes eyes widened "It's your birthday!"

"yeah, and I had a great day"

"Quinn you should have said" Rachel whined "Then dad and daddy would have taken us out to celebrate instead of going out on their date night"

"I didn't want a commotion" she bowed her head "I just wanted to spend time with you anyway"

"I still have to tell them though. Maybe we could celebrate this weekend a late birthday party or something, invite the glee club over"

"No, its okay. I don't want all that"

"But you have to Quinn, it's your 15th birthday and you didn't want to celebrate" Rachel couldn't understand that Quinn just didn't want any more attention on her, and she liked how that afternoon had turned out anyway she didn't need anything else.

"You're going to do what you want anyway Rachel" she sighed playfully

"Only because you deserve the best Quinn. I have to call everyone get them involved"

"Can it wait till tomorrow" Quinn whined "Can we watch another movie... another musical" she tried to sweeten the deal "funny girl?"

"Okay" she smirked as she gave in "I'll call them tomorrow"

The brunette then put the musical on and the two settled down again for the rest of the evening.