Well it's friday. I'm just lying in bed waiting for my mom to come upstairs to help me get ready. I can do this. I have physical therapy tomorrow. I'm really nervous to go but maybe Puck will actually come. He has been helping me out a lot in school. He should be over soon to help me get in the car.

I heard my mom coming up the stairs so I pretended I was still asleep. She came over to my bed and sat on it. She rubbed my shoulder to wake me up. I opened my eyes and she said,

"Ready to get up?"

"Ready as I'll ever be." I said with a sigh.

She grabbed the wheelchair and moved it closer to my bed. I pulled the covers back and she helped me slide into the chair. She went into my closet and held up clothes for me to decide what I wanted to wear. I pick a pink sundress. My mom then helped me put the dress on.

I wheeled myself over to my desk to put my makeup on. After I finished my mom wheeled me into the bathroom. As I was brushing my teeth the doorbell rang. My mom left to go answer it. I heard my mom,

"Oh hello Puck."

"Hi Mrs. Fabray. How is she doing?"

"Better."

Better? Little did she know I was dying inside not being able to do all these things for myself. I swear I'll be better by Nationals. I will be on that stage singing and dancing.

My mom came back into the bathroom and wheeled me out into the hallway by the stairs. I saw Puck walking up the stairs. He was wearing a black shirt that said 'Disco sucks.' It's probably because in glee they were doing disco. I had not really been going to many glee club rehearsals. I don't like just sitting in that room watching everyone dancing it makes me depressed.

Puck came towards me and said,

"Morning little lady." I gave him a look.

"Little lady?"

"I'm trying it out." We both laughed.

He grabbed my wheelchair from the front and my mom grabbed the back as they walked down the stairs. It was a little frightening. Once we got down my mom said out of breath,

"Ugh maybe we should transf living room your room." I got angry at that like I already can't do things for myself and now I can't even sleep in my own bed. Puck must have saw my face so he said,

"No Mrs. Fabray it's fine. I don't mind carrying her down." I mouthed to him thank you and he gave me a smile. My mom didn't say anything.

Puck rolled me out the door and to his car. I slid from the chair to his passenger's seat. He folded up my wheelchair and he put it in his trunk. He got into the car and started driving to school.

"So you think you're going to go to glee today?"

"No."

"Oh okay." It was quiet for a bit. Then I said,

"So what are you going to do after you graduate? I mean it's in a couple of weeks."

"Oh well I was thinking of going to L.A. There are so many more pools there so I'll be set. I wanted Finn to go but he said he wanted to stay with Rachel. I'm just…"

"Just what?"

"Scared." I was shocked never have I ever heard of Puck being scared of something.

"I'm sure you'll be fine Puck. You can do anything." He smiled.

Once we got to school Puck helped me out and into the wheelchair. The whole day was pretty boring. I miss glee club and the Cheerios but most of all I miss my friends. They all look down on me, literally. I usually hang with Artie but I can't find him today.

I was trying to get my books out of my locker when Puck came over to help. I said,

"You know you don't always have to help me. I'm not that useless."

"I know I just…"

"I know you're trying to help cause you feel bad or whatever but I'm just so sick of everyone making me feel helpless."

"I want to help you because I care about you. Do you know how hard it is on everyone else to see you like this. Granted it's harder on you but it hurts me to see you in pain."

"I'm the one who is hurting! And no one even cares!"

"Quinn everyone cares! And if you keep pushing people away you won't have any friends left." He gave me my books and slammed my locker shut and walked away.