AN: For now this is a K+ but i think that will change. chapter 2, enjoy

Lucy sat in the library at lunchtime, reading through a text book and eating a tuna sandwich. She was, as usual, alone. She knew that everyone in the study group on the other table was staring at her, and she knew what they were thinking.

"She's such a loner!"

"I can't believe she's still eating!"

"It's sad, just so sad."

"I'm sure spots like that are contagious."

Lucy was well aware of the fact they hated her, but she would have given anything to be sitting with them now. Like she was their friend.

"I want to sign her up for Proactiv." Beth was eavesdropping on Shelby and Quinn, who were 'chatting' in the kitchen.

"Absolutely not," Shelby disagreed, "I'm not turning to her and saying, you need special treatment because you're too spotty."

"You wouldn't say it like that!" Quinn protested.

"This is not up for discussion, Quinn."

"Come on Shelby, it would help her, give her more confidence."

"Quinn I didn't invite you back into Beth's life to help me parent her. This is not a decision for you to make." Shelby was stubborn.

"Look you don't understand what it's like for kids, you don't look a certain way, you're a freak. You fail this or that test, you're stupid. You sleep with someone, you're a slut. They're obsessed with labels," Quinn was just as stubborn.

"So, what are they labelling Beth then?" Shelby asked, "What would you label Beth, Quinn?"

Quinn faltered, "I… I…" she sighed deeply.

"You can't have this conversation with a child without upsetting them!" Shelby almost shouted. Beth was sitting outside the door to the kitchen, hugging her knees, on one hand she was devastated. Quinn HAD noticed how spotty and plain she was, Quinn had seen the side of her Beth tried so hard to distract her from. On the other hand, Quinn wanted to help her. She was making an effort to make Beth happy; to make Beth pretty, what was Beth supposed to say.

"No Quinn I don't think it's a good idea, I'm perfectly happy being insanely spotty, nobody at school notices or even points it out. It doesn't concern me that I'm ugly or plain, I believe in all that inner beauty bullshit."

"Yes I'd love to, I think having clear skin would give me the confidence to stand up and be myself. It would make me a lot happier with myself; it's a generous offer, thank you."

Beth stood up and opened the door – a little dramatically – she stared back at the two women who were staring at her both burning with guilt. The girl breathed in and out, her words failing her.

"Urr Beth, how much did you…" Shelby began

"I'll do it," Beth announced.

"Are you sure Beth," Quinn asked, "I don't want to over step a line or make you uncomfortable. I just want you to be happy."

"I am happy. But hey, what have I got to lose?" Beth laughed nervously, to break the cripplingly awkward silence.

"Okay Beth, as long as you're okay with it," Shelby smiled giving her daughter a hug.

Beth returned the hug, trying to avoid eye contact, for some reason her cheeks burned furiously, though she wasn't sure why.

"I'll call them up and organise it, then…"

"I've actually got homework," Beth said as she turned to the door, "Thanks Quinn."

As soon as the door clicked behind her Beth sprinted to her room and dived on her bed, breathing in and out quickly. She knew Quinn would have noticed, that she was spotty and fat, and Beth knew that it was a matter of time before Quinn said something. But this was unexpected. She thought Quinn might say something unintentionally offensive then they'd move on, but signing her up for Proactiv. It was kind, it was generous, why did it make Beth feel so insecure? Beth sat up and folded her legs; she stared around her room until her locks with their reflection in the mirror.

"Okay Beth, if you're going to do this, you're going to do this properly."

Puck strutted across the Lobby, he was here for one reason and one reason only, to hit it and quit it. He walked straight across the lobby and straight into the elevator, he pressed the button with confidence. Inside his head he could hear Rock music, he was bad ass, he was epic, he was in control, he was…

He was completely and utterly in love with Quinn Fabray. It was completely ironic, she thought this was totally casual, whilst all he could think about was how many children they'd have and which saloon car he'd buy. It was strange, Senior year Quinn threw herself at him and he had turned her down, now all he wanted to do was be with Quinn. He wanted a serious relationship with her, the sort of relationship with pet-names and matching outfits. The Elevator came to a stop and the doors parted. Puck walked over the corridor and knocked on the door.

Quinn pulled open the door.

"This isn't a brilliant time," she rushed back over to her laptop, starting entering her credit card details. Puck threw his coat over the sofa.

"Okay, I'll go wait in there." Puck smiled, walking across to Quinn's room stripping off his shirt.

Quinn smiled to herself biting her bottom lip nervously; she was ordering Beth's Proactiv. Puck threw his shoes out the door where Quinn could see them. She began to grin, pulling of her baby doll dress, she stared at her reflection in her underwear, she wanted Beth to be happy like she was, not body conscious and feeling terrible.

She pulled her hair out so it was loose. There was a soft knocking at the door. Quinn pulled the door open crack, so she could see who it was,

"Hi Quinn, I'm here to give you the tickets for the concert this Christmas," school bag on her back Beth stood in front of the door, looking uncertainly at Quinn, who was hiding her semi-nude body behind the door.

"Hold-on," Quinn clicked the door shut and pulled her baby-doll dress on, she opened the door to Beth who walked in smiling.

"There in my bag hold on," Beth began to rummage around in her bag. Quinn stood awkwardly shifting from one foot to the other glancing at her bedroom door, she was one hundred per cent sure Puck was completely naked in there.

"Here you go, it's on the seventeenth of July, and get there a bit early and you'll get a better seat." Beth smiled pulling her bag on her back.

Suddenly Puck's muffled voice came from another room, "Quinn where's your…"

"BATHROOM CLOSET!" Quinn shrieked laughing uncomfortably. "My friend Mercedes is staying over, like a slumber party, so better get you home before your mum worries." Quinn turned Beth round and grabbed her car keys, "I'M DRIVING BETH HOME, MER-CE-DES!"

"Wait what?" Puck voice was getting nearer.

"BYE MER-CE-DES!" and before Puck could walk in completely naked Quinn was out the door pulling Beth by her wrist.