I apologize if Saturday Night Glee-ver is really short or is lacking some serious Fabrevans content ): Quinn has no lines which is really annoying and there was some Samcedes content that I had to change, but here we are! Also Sam most definitely has road rage I think we can all agree on that. Here are a thousand more moments of Fabrevans car scenes.
Big Brother
She knows Mr. Schue is probably going to make her perform a number in Glee Club once she goes back to school on Monday. Even though it's Thursday and she was discharged yesterday, the doctor and her mom thought it was best if she stayed home for the rest of the week and caught up on schoolwork. She knows it's because they want her to get used to being in a wheelchair, but she lets them think that they're protecting her feelings by using missed school work as an excuse.
She hasn't told anyone about her situation except for Sam, she's too embarrassed. She was a head Cheerio, and now look at her. Sam comes over everyday. He had come home with her from the hospital yesterday and helped her mom move everything she needed from her room upstairs to the guest bedroom downstairs since she clearly can't stay in her room anymore.
They don't really address their situation, Quinn has always hated labels, which she knows is really ironic. So they kiss and cuddle and he calls her babe, but when others ask they say they're not dating.
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She thought she wouldn't be as bored at home than she was at the hospital, but it's the opposite. Her mom has now gone back to work, and there are no nurses to check up on her that she can talk too.
People from school still text her while they're in class, but it's not the same. She's going to be even more bored now because she's told everyone not to come visit because she wants to settle in. It's really because she doesn't want them to know she's in a wheelchair. She knows they're going to find out eventually, she goes back to school on Monday, but she's just not ready.
The doorbell rings at 3:30 and she rolls over to open the door assuming it's Sam. Her blood runs cold when she sees Kurt standing across from her holding takeout. He looks like he's looking at a ghost instead of looking at her.
"Quinn?" His voice is barely there, saying her name in a whisper. She opens and closes her mouth a couple of times, not knowing what to say.
"Here, come in." She tells him, rolling backwards and pulling the door back with her. He waits for her to close the door and walks behind her as she rolls towards the living room couch.
He puts the takeout on the table and sits on the couch opposite to her. "What-? I just I-? But you were-?"
She laughs quietly and cuts him off. "It could be temporary."
She guesses that doesn't help because he looks just as confused as he did the second she opened the door, possibly more.
"I don't understand." She sighs. She hates thinking about it, let alone talking about it. Her doctor had told her as soon as she acknowledges this is what is happening it will get easier, but she doesn't want to. She wants her life back. She wants her legs back.
"My spine was compressed in the accident. When I woke up I couldn't feel my legs because of it, hence the wheelchair. But I'm going to go to physical therapy and I'll be out of it and dancing for Nationals in no time, don't worry."
But Kurt doesn't look convinced. "Quinn-"
She shakes her head, cutting him off. If she doesn't stay positive, what will she have to look forward to? This cannot be how her highschool story ends. She will be dancing at prom and Nationals. She has to be.
The door opens and her and Kurt look over to see who it is. "Oh Quinnnn." Sam sings and she rolls her eyes. "I have a visitor for you."
Her body fills with rage. He told someone? After she specifically told him not too? She sighs, what was she supposed to expect? Sam is great at keeping his own secrets, but anyone else's? You're better off telling a toddler.
She sees Artie rolling in behind him and some of that anger washes away.
She's thankful Artie doesn't look at her any differently as he rolls towards her. "Hey Quinn. Hey Kurt."
Kurt gets a text message and tells her he needs to go, his dad needs him to pick up something for the shop, but he'll come back tomorrow so they can talk more. He bends over and gives her a hug. "You're still you Quinn, don't forget that." He whispers in her ear before he leaves.
Sam finally comes over and joins her. "I hope you're not mad, I just thought Artie would be able to help you more than I could." She gets his intentions, she just wishes he would have talked to her about it first.
Before she can glare at Sam, Artie asks her how she's doing.
"I'm fine. It's just a little different."
She's grateful Artie doesn't push her like everyone else has been doing. They want to know how she feels, why she feels that way, what they can do to make her feel better. Doesn't everyone realize that she just wants to talk about anything else? She hates that this is her life now. She was a fucking cheerleader before this.
"I missed playing soccer a lot at first. That was the first big change for me."
I miss going to the bathroom by myself, she thinks to herself. She misses sleeping in her own bed. She misses walking to her car after Cheerios practice with Santana and Brittnay. She misses dancing around with Sam with no music playing.
Sam asks her if she's okay and she realizes she's started crying. His question only makes her cry harder. Artie squeezes her hand as she sobs and she thinks to herself, well if I am going through this, at least I'm not going through it alone. At least I have people by my side for once.
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Artie comes over everyday afterschool and helps her plan a number for when she comes back to Glee club on Monday. They choose I'm Still Standing for the irony of it and he shows her little tricks and moves she can do while in a wheelchair.
She still hasn't told anyone else. Kurt comes over a lot too and helps her do little things like paint her nails or do her hair. She doesn't tell him you know I still have use of my arms Kurt because she likes his company. And the treatment does kind of make her feel like a princess.
Although she does wish someone would just let her do something. Sam comes over everyday and stays until the curfew Burt and Carole have given him. He doesn't let her do anything. He gets her everything she tries to get for herself, he pushes her around everywhere she wants to go, sometimes even carrying her if they had been sitting down on the couch together watching tv. He has more time to hang out with her now because he quit the synchronized swimming team, which she will admit she is happy about because she knows he was getting more slushie facials because of it.
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She makes her mom change her outfit three times on Monday morning. She doesn't have control over anything else, about her life, the way people will look at and treat her because of this, but at least she can choose a good outfit to distract them from it.
After she puts on a pair of jeans, white tank top, and yellow cardigan her mom doesn't let her look in the mirror anymore. "You look fine honey, don't think I don't know what you're doing."
She nods and sighs. Her mom bends down and puts a barrette in her hair. "There. Perfect." She looks down because her eyes have filled up with tears, she can't remember the last time her mom did her hair. Her mom cups her cheeks and forces her to look at her. "You look beautiful Quinnie." She smiles at her mom.
Sam honks from outside to indicate he's here. Her mom rolls her down to his car and he helps her get inside. He keeps looking over at her during the ride there and she knows it's because he's trying to figure out how she's feeling.
"Nervous?" She's terrified, but of course she isn't going to tell him that.
"I don't know, I just don't want to deal with all the stares and questions."
He reaches over to grab her hand and squeezes it. "Well you'll have me, so if anyone starts making you uncomfortable, just tell me and I'll wheel you away." She just smiles in response because she doesn't want to tell him that they both know he always won't be there.
He helps her out of the car as soon as they arrive and she closes her eyes to avoid the looks. A couple of people she hasn't spoken too since the first few weeks of her freshman year are telling her how good it is to see her. They spot Rachel and Finn at Rachel's locker.
"Hey I have to go return some of my synchronized swimming stuff, will you be okay with Rachel?" She nods and he kisses her cheek before he heads outside to the pool. She ignores the weird looks she gets from that as well.
She wheels towards Rachel and the brunette looks mortified. Artie shows up beside her as she's heading down the hallway. "Hey Quinn how are you feeling?"
She shrugs. "It's weird. I've always been used to people staring at me, but this is different."
He gives her a smile and tells her, "yeah the looks never really go away."
Rachel gives her a watery smile once they reach her and Finn. "Hi Quinn! We missed you."
She knows what Rachel is doing, and she tells her not too. "I could have easily become one of those creepy memorial pages in the yearbook, but by the grace of God, I'm here. Believe it or not, this is the happiest day of my life."
Rachel looks horrified and Quinn has to refrain herself from laughing. The whole conversation is making her uncomfortable, so she tells Artie she'll race him to the choir room.
She gasps when she sees the banner and balloons. "What is this?" She turns around at Artie who is grinning at her.
"I told everyone you were coming back today and we all wanted to do something special for you." She wipes away a few happy tears and thanks him.
She sits and waits for everyone to enter the choir room with Artie, swallowing everyone's reactions. Tina and Mike are the first ones in, both of them freeze when they see her, and Tina covers her mouth with her hand but Quinn can still hear her say "oh my god." They both recover quickly, and Tina runs up to her and hugs her, telling her she's so glad to have her back. Mike gives her a smile and the both of them sit down. Rachel and Finn follow shortly after and Rachel still has that guilty look on her face.
Mercedes, Blaine and Kurt walk in next, and Mercedes looks like she is going to say something, but Kurt pulls her away before she can, which Quinn is thankful for. Sam comes after them and sends her a wink and she blushes. Rory, Puck, and Sugar all give her shocked looks but thankfully don't say anything. Santana and Brittnay come running in before the bell rings and Brittnay stops behind her confused. "Wait Quinn why are you in a wheelchair?"
She can't read Santana's expression. Before she can make a guess, her eyes fill up with tears. "You're not going to be a Cheerio." Quinn hadn't even thought about that, and it makes her own eyes well up with tears. Santana must catch them because she goes in and gives her a hug. "It's okay," she tells her, her voice breaking. "You're an honorary Cheerio for life." Quinn smiles and Santana wipes away some of her tears and heads to her seat as Mr. Schue walks in.
"Quinn, it's so good to see you back. We missed you." She thanks Mr. Schue and takes a deep breath before her duet with Artie starts. She tries to keep up with Artie's moves and ignores the shocked looks some members give her. She's grateful that as the performance goes on everyone starts laughing, clapping along, and dancing.
She wants to take away some of the awkwardness, so she says once the performance ends, "here's a lesson for your board Mr. Schue, don't text and drive. Ever. It's the stupidest thing I've ever done. There's a lot of rumours going around so let's clear the air. First of all, all my plumbing still works, which is awesome. But my spine was severely compressed in the car accident. Which basically means I can't move my feet or legs. But the good thing is that I'm starting to regain feeling, so with a lot of physical therapy, and your prayers, I stand a good chance for a full recovery. So no tears. That means you Tina." She looks over at Tina who is sniffing and gives her a look, trying to get a smile back. "Oh and I apologize for the number. My dance moves aren't as smooth as Artie's yet."
She laughs as Artie says, "with practice, they will be."
She doesn't want their pity, or for them to think of her as weak because she's going to be fine. She'll be walking again in no time. "I promise that by the time we go to Nationals, I'll be out of this chair, and dancing on that stage."
She hugs Santana and Brittnay once they run up to her and sits next to Artie for the remainder of the Glee club rehearsal.
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He's in the weight room when Artie wheels himself in. He puts his weights down, afraid something happened to Quinn because of Artie's nervous expression. "Hey Sam, can we talk?" Sam nods, too worried to trust his voice. "It's about Quinn. I don't want to sound like a jerk by saying any of this, but I just don't want her to get her hopes up too much. I've been where she is, optimistic that I'd be walking in two months again, but her doctors said it might be temporary. And we all saw her after the accident, she might need a miracle to walk again."
He doesn't know much about human anatomy or medicine, so he's been trusting whatever Quinn has been telling him. But hearing Artie, he's a little nervous she might also not know what she's talking about. "So what can I do then?"
"I don't know what you guys are right now, but just be there for her I guess. She'll be devastated if this turns out to be permanent. I'm going to try and lightly tell her that might be a possibility, but I don't know how well that will go."
Sam nods and bites his lower lip, he knows for sure that won't go well. Quinn claims to always be a realistic person, and don't get him wrong, she is. But for everyone else's life except for her own.
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She wheels her way to coach Sue's office and knocks on the door. Sue looks up at her and waves her in. She doesn't recognize the look in coach's eyes, and it makes her a little nervous.
"As you can probably tell, I don't think I'll be able to be a Cheerio anymore."
Sue smiles at her, and she finally notices the odd thing in Sue's eyes, they're tears. "I know Q. I'm just so glad to see you alive." It chokes Quinn up a bit to see Sue so emotional, especially over her.
"Thank you." She says, her voice breaking a bit. Sue gives her a watery smile in return.
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She's thankful Sue lets her sit out during Booty Camp, although she does wince every time Sue insults the rest of her members. She feels guilty for giggling when Sue chucks Mercedes' phone across the auditorium.
She loves that Sue doesn't even care that Santana and Brittnay are slacking off in the corner. She won't lie, it is sort of nice to see Rachel bumped down a peg. But she does feel guilty that they're getting ripped apart so much.
Santana sends her a text before lunch that Puckerman wants them all to meet in the library so they can go over Senior Ditch Days ideas.
She meets up with Kurt and Blaine after class and the three of them head to the library together. She thanks Blaine for pushing her wheelchair so her arms can rest and listens to Kurt tell her about Blaine's famous brother while they wait for everyone to arrive. She doesn't question why Blaine and Tina are here for this meeting when they're both Juniors even though it confuses her. She chuckles at Kurt's idea of a scavenger hunt, and looks puzzled at Mike when he suggests a Footloose marathon, not exactly Senior Ditch Day material.
She can't believe all of their ideas. She's about to suggest one of her own, but then Rachel starts talking to her before she can. "Quinn I'm so sorry." It catches her by surprise and wipes the smile off her face. She knows Rachel feels guilty, and she has tried to tell her numerous times that she shouldn't be. She was the one who chose to text Rachel back, Rachel didn't force her to. "It was my wedding that you were going to when you got into your car crash, and you were answering my text message, and now we're all sitting here and we're talking about this day that's supposed to be the most amazing and unforgettable day of our high school lives and we're completely ignoring the fact that she's sitting in that chair? It's not right. It's not right and it shouldn't be like this."
She starts talking as soon as Rachel finishes because she's afraid if she doesn't Rachel will start back up again and Quinn knows if she lets Rachel keep going, Rachel won't be the only one crying.
"Well, maybe not, but this is the way it is. My accident, which you did not cause by the way, does not define me or ruin our senior year. I meant what I said in the choir room. I'm not going to dwell on this and neither should any of you, okay?" She looks over and Kurt who has also shed a few tears and shoots him a smile. She looks back at Rachel and tells her, "come here."
She holds her arms out for Rachel, who just starts to cry harder which makes Quinn laugh. "Come on, come on." She grabs Rachel's hand and looks at the rest of them. "Now we are ditching as planned. I think we should go to six flags."
She smiles at everyone else's excited reactions to her suggestion and is happy everyone chooses it. She doesn't exactly know if she'll be allowed on the rides since she's in a chair, but she isn't worried about it right now.
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She's catching up on some of her missed work in the library during her study hall period when Sam sits on one of the chairs in front of her. "Where's Kurt?"
She raises an eyebrow at him. "In the bathroom. Shouldn't you be in class?"
He shrugs a shoulder and grins at her. "Told my teacher I needed to go to the bathroom, I missed you."
She rolls her eyes even though those butterflies she felt last year return. If she's being honest, she kind of missed them. "You're going to see me in Glee club later." He looks at her nervously and she puts her textbook down realizing he came here because he wanted to talk to her about something. "What is it?"
"Huh?" Now he just looks confused and it makes her chuckle.
"I know you Sam Evans, and I tell you want to talk to me about something. It's all over your face."
"I'm coming to Six Flags." He blurts it out and she almost doesn't catch what he said at first. But as she goes over the words in her head she realizes what he said.
"You're going to Senior Ditch Day? But you're not even a senior." She knows why he's doing this. He feels like he needs to keep an eye on her. He's always been so protective of her, when they were dating and even after they broke up, but ever since her accident he's been going overboard.
"Well yeah, but Tina and Blaine really wanted to go, and Artie was talking about taking you to this skate park so all us Juniors decided we would all skip too." Skate park? Artie hasn't mentioned anything to her about that. His eyes widen and she assumes he wasn't supposed to tell her about that yet.
She sighs. "Sam I'm completely capable of taking care of myself. I'm not a child." His expression changes to a mix between pity and guilt and it makes her nauseous. She wishes everyone would stop treating her differently, she can still do most of the same things she could do before her accident.
"We only have so much time left together and I want to spend as much of it with you as I can." She will admit, it's a nice save. She knows he doesn't want to make her feel this way, so she lets it go and caves.
"Okay fine."
He breaks out into a huge grin and leaves over the table of all her assignments, textbooks, and notes to give her a quick peck before telling her he needs to head back to class.
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Artie has been bugging her about going up the steepest ramp behind the school for days, but she doesn't think she's ready. He finally corners her after Glee club and forces her to wheel behind him towards the ramp.
Of course he goes up like a champ. It doesn't look all that bad, but she just knows her arms are going to be killing her afterwards. She's pulled out of her thoughts when Artie asks her if she's ready.
"I don't know. It's super steep." Artie telling her it's the steepest ramp in Lima does not make her feel any better.
"I think I'm just going to go to the front of the school. That ramp is nice and gentle." She starts to roll away, but doesn't get very far because Artie calls her name.
"Quinn Fabray!" She pauses and waits to see what he has to say. "I believe in you."
Curse you Artie, she thinks to herself. She sighs and heads back towards the start of the ramp. The worst that can happen is she can't do it and she tries again tomorrow. She's thankful Artie is being so supportive, she's really glad that she has him helping her with all of this, but she still doesn't think she'll be able to make it.
"I'm not gonna make it." She tells him, but starts pushing herself forward anyway. "My arms are killing me." She says between pushes, breathing heavily. She seriously thinks her arms might fall off. "My arms are not strong like yours." She wants more than anything to let go and just fall back down the ramp, but Artie's words of encouragement keep her going. They also make her laugh, which hurts so much.
She thinks she might die when Artie tells her she's halfway there. Only halfway? She feels like she's been doing this for hours. Him constantly telling her to push makes her think of giving birth. "That sounds familiar." She tells him while laughing.
"It's just like having a baby. Come on." She laughs at him even though she would have probably scolded him if she wasn't in her current situation.
"You wouldn't know!" God, is she almost there? She has to be almost there, she's been on this ramp for ten minutes for sure. But then Artie starts counting down and she breathes a sigh of relief.
"Three..two..one..zero. You made it!" She high fives him and laughs as he grabs her chair to keep her from falling back down the ramp. Her arms are still killing her, and she really wishes Sam were here so he could push her chair instead of her having to push it herself.
"I would say that was one of the hardest things I've ever done." She tells him while rolling beside him down the hallway.
"Until you go to Six Flags." She's been waiting for this, for Artie to bring up his idea for the two of them for Senior Ditch Day. "Look, I'm not trying to be a buzzkill, but going to an amusement park while you're in a wheelchair, especially if you're still getting used to it, can kind of be a drag.
A drag? It's Senior Ditch Day. The only one she's ever going to get and she is not going to miss out on it just because she's stuck in this chair. "Artie it's Senior Ditch Day. It's the only Senior Ditch Day I'm ever going to have."
She doesn't tell him that Sam has already ruined his surprise when he tells her he wants her to come with him on Friday, just tells him that she'll think about it.
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She gets an email from Mr. Schue that Blaine's brother will be teaching a master acting class afterschool the next day for all of them and he expects all of them to be there. She doesn't quite get it, what does acting have to do with Nationals? And not all of them even want to be actors. So what exactly is the purpose of the class?
Her jaw drops when Cooper tells them to not go to college. Does this guy not realize half of them have already set plans to go to different post secondaries? She's literally going to Yale. She looks over and Rachel and snorts at her face when Cooper tells them to not go to New York and that Broadway is dead.
She looks over to see if anyone is actually taking notes. A headshot is determined on whether or not you get a callback? Shouldn't it be dependent on your acting? She looks over at Blaine and feels empathy for him because he's wearing the same face she has whenever Frannie would come home during breaks and talk about University.
She looks over at Sam and laughs quietly to herself because of course he is eating all this up. She can't stop laughing because she can't take this guy seriously. Asking the director the hard questions and pointing? How is this an actual class? And isn't this guys acting resume the one commercial?
Aren't you supposed to connect with your costars? She does like the screaming the lines, it does make Cooper sound super intense. She feels for Blaine, their argument brings back memories of her and Frannie. When she makes eye contact with him she gives him a small smile.
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She watches as Finn crashes into Joe while texting on his phone so she decides to call him out on it.
"Hey, what were you doing? Texting while walking. That's exactly how I started." She knows Finn is going to try and make excuses, but she doesn't care. "Think about it, you know, luckily enough the guy that crashed into me while I was texting is fine, but you know, I." She trails off because yeah she wants Finn to realize what he was doing is wrong, but she also doesn't want to think about that. "You should really not do that anymore."
Artie joins them and Finn tells them he was just confirming the Senior Ditch Day amusement park tickets which makes Quinn realize she still hasn't told him that her and Artie won't be coming.
"Oh, count us out."
"What? Why?" She doesn't blame Finn for being surprised, Six Flags was her idea after all.
"Because we have a super special Senior Ditch Day planned, Artie Abrams style. Isn't that right Artie?" She asks while wheeling next to him, giving him a high five as he confirms.
She meets Sam by his truck afterschool so he can take her home. She waits a bit and then decides it is probably better to tell him now than wait for tomorrow, which is Senior Ditch Day.
"Hey, so I'm not going to Six Flags." She jumps as the car swerves a little.
"Wait what? So you're staying at school?" She laughs and shakes her head.
"No, I'm hanging out with Artie and going to that skate park with him."
"Where's the skatepark?" She can tell by his voice that he's internally panicking, but is trying to stay calm and not bombard her with questions for her sake.
"It's right by Six Flags don't worry. Artie's mom is going to pick us up and drive us there tomorrow and if we get bored, we might join you guys later." He looks hesitant and she rolls her eyes. "Sam, I'm going to be fine."
He sighs and looks over at her once they reach a red light. "I know Quinn, I just don't want to lose you again."
She feels guilty for being so annoyed. Why hadn't she thought that was the reason why he was being so protective? She squeezes his hand that had been resting on her thigh. "You won't."
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She hates that she has to get up super early the next morning, but she will admit she's super excited to see what Artie has planned. The skatepark is not at all what she was expecting. The drops look deep and the ramps look steep.
"I don't think I'm ready for this." She tells him. She doesn't mind sitting back and watching him, she still has her book she was reading in the car. But of course Artie is persistent.
Artie takes her on some of the smaller ramps first. She squeals as her stomach does small flips each time she goes down. They stop to watch the Glee club go down one of the biggest rides and laugh at how they can hear Rachel screaming from where they are. But she's sure she probably screams just as loud when she goes down the biggest ramp at the park.
As soon as they decide they're done and it's time to join the rest of the group at Six Flags she thanks Artie. "Thank you. This was a really great Senior Ditch Day. You were right."
"I just wanted you to meet a cool group of people having a great time in the same situation as you."
"Yeah, but I'm not," She trails off, not entirely sure how to word what she wants to say without hurting Artie's feelings. "This is only temporary. The doctor said it's a matter of time before-"
Artie cuts her off. "Look, I've been where you are. I know how it feels, but you can't keep denying-"
Denying? She's not denying anything. She knows everyone keeps telling her that she needs to face the fact that this could be permanent, but she knows what she's feeling in her legs. She knows she's going to be walking again soon. "I'm not denying anything. You're not me. Okay? I'm not like you, this isn't my life. I'm going to Yale, I'm getting out of Lima, and I'm going to walk again."
She wishes Artie would have just left it at that because she feels it coming, she's going to say something to hurt him out of anger. But of course he asks her, "and what if you don't? When are you going to stop pretending that this isn't really happening to you?"
She doesn't answer him. She doesn't want to fight, not after the day that they just had. She knows she hurt Artie with what she said, and she would feel really bad about it, if she wasn't hurting too.
The Glee club meets the two of them by the gate when Quinn had texted Sam that they were on their way. She smiles at all of them when she gets there, but she knows Sam can tell something's up. She shakes her head as he goes to ask her about it, indicating to him she doesn't want to get into it.
They had all agreed to do the bigger rides without Artie and Quinn so by the time the two of them joined the rest of them they would be going on rides Artie and Quinn could join in on.
Her face hurts from smiling so wide when Rachel tells her that. "Thank you guys." She tells them as a few tears escape her eyes.
"This was your idea Quinn." Kurt tells her as Sam gets behind her chair to wheel her around.
They go on some spinny rides and her personal favourite, bumper cars. She had sat next to Sam, which she soon realized was the worst decision she could have made because he kept getting them stuck into corners whenever Santana would purposely bump into their car.
She talks to Tina and Kurt while the guys play little carnival games. She rolls herself over to Artie when they're watching the guys play a pop the balloon one.
"I'm sorry." She knows she wasn't entirely in the wrong, her doctor thinks it's okay for her to have hope, but she also knows she shouldn't have brought down Artie.
"No I'm sorry Quinn. I guess I'm a little envious that you might be able to walk again and I'll be forever stuck in this chair." Her heart breaks for Artie, and she kicks herself for not realizing all her talk about one day walking again was probably making him feel horrible.
"Artie I didn't even think-" He shakes his head and she cuts herself off.
"It's okay Quinn." Before she can think of what to say back, Sam walks over to them and drops a blue stuffed penguin wearing a bowtie into her lap.
She looks at it weirdly. Do blue penguins even exist? And why is it wearing a bowtie? It just makes her think of Blaine. Which makes her set a mental note because she so wants a picture of Blaine holding the penguin later with their matching bow ties. "It's cute, Stacey will love it."
He shakes his head. "I already won something for Stacey, it's for you." She blushes and nods her head subtly towards Artie who is looking at the both of them suspiciously.
"What's going on between you two?" He asks, eyeing the both of them oddly.
"Nothing!" They both say at the same time, which makes everything look even worse. She turns her head to glare at Sam. "Nothing, we're just friends."
Artie smirks at that. "Sam and I are just friends and he didn't win me anything."
Sam sends Artie a wink. "Don't worry buddy, I got you next."
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Her day has already started off pretty terribly. She didn't get a lot of sleep last night and she was late to class this morning because she dropped some of her papers in the hallway and no one bothered to help her pick them up.
And now this. She groans as her books fall to the floor. She loves her looker, but recently it has really started to become a pain in her ass.
"Maybe you should request a lower locker." She thanks Joe and takes her books back from him. She hadn't even realized his locker was so close to hers. "Could be easier."
Sam has said the same thing to her multiple times, but just as she had told him, she tells Joe, "no. This has always been my locker and will continue to be until I walk across that stage in my cap and gown and get my diploma." She's in an annoyed mood, so she doesn't thank him a second time for helping her with her books, telling him "I gotta get to class." instead.
"Can I walk with you?" Well that's new. She doesn't really know what Joe's intentions are, but she's sure he could use more friends, so she allows it.
"I've been praying for you." She thinks he remembers him visiting her at the hospital, telling her he would pray for her, but she isn't entirely sure.
"Well, I guess it could help for God to hear from a few people. I've been praying to walk again as well." She doesn't know how Joe knows where her next class is, and she's not sure if she really wants too.
"Oh I don't pray for you to walk. I ask God to help you accept whatever your journey may be."
Now she's annoyed. Who does this guy think he is? Of course she's going to walk again. So she pushes the brake on her wheelchair. "I appreciate your prayers, I do, but when you're done praying you get to get up off your knees and walk away."
She wheels forward a bit before she realizes what she said was kind of harsh, all Joe is trying to do is be nice. So she stops and waits for him to catch up. "Sorry, self-obsessed bitch."
She hears him laugh from behind her and starts pushing her again. "It's cool."
She gets an idea, remembering Joe's voice from when they sang telegrams for Valentine's Day "You know what, you're really inspiring. And I feel like you'd be inspiring to a few other people I know. What are you doing after school today?"
"Nothing. Why?" He asks, looking puzzled.
She smiles. "Meet me at the auditorium afterschool." She tells him before wheeling off.
He gets there before her and looks relieved when he sees her. "What is this about?"
"How would you feel about joining the Glee club?" He looks confused and she panics for a second. Does he not know who they are? But he has too, he went to their Regionals.
But then he smiles and nods and she tells him to follow her. She asks Mr. Schue about it as soon as they see him and he tells her he thinks it's a great idea. "You can announce it to the group yourself."
She wheels to the front when Mr. Schue announces she has the floor. "I invited a friend to join us. You met him on Valentine's Day." She chuckles when Brittnay shouts Teen Jesus! "He's got a killer voice."
She grins at the applause he gets and wheels herself to the back where she usually sits during booty camp.
She's furious. Sexual tension between Mercedes and Sam. She would have laughed at Sue's Kentucky Fried Stripper joke if she wasn't so mad. There would only be sexual tension if they still had feelings for each other. But he told her that he loved her. Was he lying?
She was not expecting Sue's pep talk. It calms her down just a little bit, but she's still fuming. She glares at Sam when he turns back to look at her and smirks internally when he flinches.
She waits for him once booty camp ends because even though she's mad, she's not the same girl who she used to be. The one who storms off and never tells the guy she's dating how she feels. Plus Sam is her ride home.
He sighs when he gets to her, indicating that he already knows what's coming his way. "I didn't know you and Joe were friends?" His question just makes her angrier because how dare he try and spin this on her.
"Sexual tension?" She asks, crossing her arms across her chest.
"I don't know why she said that Quinn, you know how I feel about you."
"Do I?" She knows it's harsh and it will sting, which is partially why she says it. But is she missing something? Not seeing something everyone else is?
"Come on Quinn, what do you want me to say? There's nothing going on between me and Mercedes." He looks really distressed. She knows she's putting him in an unfair position, but she's hurt too. If there was no sexual tension between Sam and Mercedes, why would Sue make that comment?
"I think I'm going to get a ride home from Kurt."
Sam looks like she's just punched him in the gut. "Quinn come on, don't do this." He looks like he might start crying any second now, but she's doing this for them. She knows if she stays she's going to say something hurtful and she's not going to allow herself to ruin them again.
"I'm-I'm not mad, I just. I just need to think Sam." She wheels away before he can say anything else. She rolls into the parking lot and gasps when she sees Kurt waiting for her by his car.
"What are you still doing here?" She asks him as soon as she gets to him.
"I had a feeling you might want to talk." He tells her as he helps her into the passenger seat. She waits for him to put her wheelchair into the backseat and hop into the driver's side before she starts talking.
"I just don't understand why Sue would say that if she didn't pick up something between them." She looks down at her lap, using her fingers to distract herself from the fact that she wants to cry right now.
"Quinn, Sam adores you. Now I can't answer your question as to why Sue would say there was sexual tension between them, but I can't see any."
She looks up and smiles at him because it really does make her feel better that he doesn't see anything between Sam and Mercedes. "Maybe I'm just overreacting."
"I think you're just scared. Or you think it's too good to be true, so you're trying to find something to ruin it, but you deserve happiness Quinn. Don't let yourself let him go this time."
She realizes Kurt is right. She's trying to pull away because she's scared. She doesn't think she deserves him so the first chance she gets to push him away, she takes.
She texts Sam: I'm sorry. I was overreacting.
She gets a response back immediately: I love you Quinn, only you.
She smiles and for the first time, she really allows herself to believe it.
I love you too Sam, only you.
Saturday Night Glee-ver
When Santana tells her she doesn't know if she wants to go to college during lunch, Quinn's not going to lie, she's a little nervous. She knows Santana, she knows all she wants to do in life is be famous, it's what she's always wanted to do. And that's fine, but they both know it isn't going to immediately happen after highschool.
"So you haven't applied to like any colleges?" Quinn asks her calmly, at least she hopes she sounds calm because she's freaking out that her best friend has no plans for after they graduate.
"Well no, obviously I applied to some colleges, well maybe it was just one college. But I don't know Q, post secondary just seems like a waste of time. Why would I spend all that money if I'm just going to end up being famous anyway?"
But how Santana, how are you going to be famous? And what for? Santana is crazy talented, Quinn knows that better than anyone. She has a killer voice and she's an amazing dancer, but it's that Santana doesn't care how she gets famous is what worries her.
"You can apply for different cheerleading scholarships. Even get reference letters from Sue. Some schools eat into that kind of stuff." She tells the Latina in between bites of her salad.
"That sounds like a lot of work." Santana tells her while shrugging her shoulders. Quinn sighs and let's it go, telling herself she'll bring it up another time when she will actually have Santana's full attention.
xxx
She rolls into the choir room behind Santana and Brittnay and stares like everyone else at the plexiglass dance floor. Even though she agrees with mostly everyone and thinks disco sucks, she knows Mr. Schue probably has some secret lesson planned that is supposed to inspire all of them or something. So when it's her turn to do her dance solo she wheels onto the floor and waves her arms around because she can't really do anything else. She sits off to the side when they're doing the rest of the choreography because even though she has picked up a few movies from Artie, she still can't keep up with the rest of the group.
She is one hundred percent sure that Mr. Schue has a secret lesson plan for the rest of the group when he announces Finn as one of the contenders. Santana and Mercedes she can see, but Finn? Everyone knows that he can't dance.
Her suspensions are confirmed when Santana rants to her and Brittnay after her meeting with Mr. Schue is finished. "Can you believe that? Who does he think he is telling me I don't have plans? I have plans, I'm going to be famous."
She sighs and stops, pulling Santana's hand and making her stop too. "Santana. I love you and that's why I'm going to say this."
Santana groans and rolls her eyes after she turns around to look at her. "I swear to God Q if you give me a pep talk right now I will push you out of that wheelchair."
"You need to have a plan. I'm not saying you can't be famous, but you don't even know how you're going to get there Santana. You're being stupid, it's time for us to grow up now and start making tough decisions." She pauses and prepares herself for Santana to start yelling or swearing, but she doesn't. She doesn't say anything, instead she grabs Brittnay's hand and leaves Quinn there in the hallway all alone.
xxx
She meets Sam by his truck and smiles as he kisses her on the cheek and tells her, "I missed you. I feel like I haven't seen you all day."
She sighs and starts unloading the day she's been having with Santana to him. "She just won't listen to me. And I wish there was something I could do, like how Kurt recorded Mercedes' performance in Glee club today and posted it to Youtube, but I don't know what. I don't know if she's just scared and that's why she's acting like this or she's really this lost. I'm worried about her Sam."
He takes his hand off the gearshift and squeezes hers. "Santana's a smart girl Quinn, she'll realize she'll need to start making some decisions sooner or later."
She appreciates his advice, but it doesn't ease her nerves at all. "I know, but I just don't want it to be too late when she does."
xxx
Santana hasn't spoken to her since their last conversation. She sits beside Brittnay on the day of Santana's performance in hopes that it will force Santana to at least look at her after she's finished. But once Santana starts talking about fame again Quinn realizes that should be the least of her worries.
She sighs when Santana tells Mr. Schue that she doesn't care about his thoughts on her dreams to be famous without a clue on how she's going to get there. She's always admired Santana's ambition, but her obsession with wanting to be famous is starting to terrify her.
Sam sends her a link while she's in English with the following message: Artie just sent this to me. I only saw the first ten seconds. Thought u might wanna see it.
She swears if it's another inspiring article of another kid who accomplished their dreams while still being in a wheelchair she is going to kill the both of them. But when she opens her phone Two Girls One Cat is staring back at her with a picture of a cat. Is that Lord Tubbington? she thinks to herself while clicking on the link. It takes her to a website she's never heard of before, but clicks on the video anyways. It starts off with a cat that looks eerily similar to Brittnay's doing household chores, and then switches to two girls having sex. She's horrified that Sam would even send her this, but then she realizes the girls are Santana and Brittnay.
"Oh dear God." She whispers to herself. She really wishes Brittnay had gone to her first before posting the video. Santana and her had told the blonde that whenever she thought she had a good idea she should confirm with either Santana or Quinn first.
She texts Santana even though she still hasn't spoken to her asking her if she's seen the video. Santana texts her back two question marks. Well this just keeps getting better and better.
Santana slams her locker closed while she's trying to get one of her textbooks out, nearly getting her fingers. "Okay Fabray, you were right. I need a plan or whatever."
Quinn smirks at her. "I take it you saw the video?"
Santana rolls her eyes and starts pushing her wheelchair down the hallway. "I know Brittnay was just trying to help, but I really wish she had talked to me about it first. I want to be famous, but that's not how I wanted to get there."
"Look Santana, no one is saying you can't be famous, we all know how insanely talented you are. We just want you to have a plan to get there. And a backup plan in case things don't exactly work out."
"I am going to be famous Q, but fine. I'll think about my plan or whatever." Santana tells her as they head into their next class. Before Quinn can respond back the bell rings and their teacher starts talking. Well it's not exactly what she wanted to hear, but it is a start.
xxx
When she opens her locker to change textbooks again a note falls out. She feels giddy because she assumes it's from Sam, but then she sees that it's written in crayon and knows it's from Brittnay. Meet me in my last class.
When she wheels into Brittnay's History class she asks her why she asked Quinn to meet her here and not anywhere else. "I don't remember how to get to any of your classes."
She giggles and asks Brittnay, "so why did you want me to meet you here?"
"I have another idea on how to help Santana." Oh God how bad could this one possibly be, she thinks to herself. Brittany has this talent of suggesting things that are so far out of Quinn's wildest expectations.
"I want to talk to coach Sue about getting Santana into a cheerleading university." Saying she's surprised is an understatement.
"Brittnay, that's a fantastic idea! How did you come up with it?" She's so proud of Brittnay for coming up with this on her own.
"Well Santana was really upset with me after I posted our sex tape and I don't really know what you do in university, but at least if Santana applies to a cheerleading one she'll have that."
She hugs Brittnay and tells her she thinks it's one of the best ideas she's ever had, and to go talk to Sue about it right now.
xxx
She claps and cheers as Finn, Santana and Mercedes walk into the choir room wearing their winning outfits. She gels Sam's hair back for him before she has to leave for her physical therapy appointment.
"I wish you didn't have to miss our group performance." She snorts at his pout and then puts the comb down, patting his leg to indicate that she's finished and he can get up now.
"We all know I wouldn't have been able to keep up with you guys anyways." She throws her head back and laughs, taking in his whole appearance. "Oh my god you look ridiculous let me take a picture of you."
She gets a good one of him striking a pose that she can't stop looking at, even after she gets into her mom's car and is on the way to physical therapy. She makes it her lock screen picture so she won't have too.