Rated T for offensive language, mild sex themes and non-graphic sex scenes, scattered violence, and drama.

I'll post author's notes at the end of every chapter.

Warning! Crack!Couple St. Fabray. I know, weird. But Jesse has a motive.

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Teen Queen

Quinn Fabray hadn't won prom queen junior year. And unless she could dump Bryce and get a boyfriend her age by the time May rolled around, chances were that she wasn't going to be elected Senior Prom Queen either. She wanted May to wait because she liked Bryce, and didn't want to get rid of him just yet. Quinn considered all the reasons as to why it was possible she didn't win prom queen. For one thing, she lost her position as head cheerleader twice. She got pregnant in sophomore year. Lauren Zizes revealed her secret to the whole student body that she was a total loser in middle school - Lucy Caboosey. But still, Quinn was the girl that made boys do double takes when she passed. She broke hearts, and made girls jealous. People wanted to be like her, so you'd think she was happy. But she wasn't. The boy she loved dumped her for Rachel Berry. Rachel Berry! And she hadn't seen her father in almost two years after he found out she was pregnant. On that terrible night, Russell and Judy Fabray had kicked her out of the house and sent her to live with her boyfriend Finn. After Finn found out that it was Puck and not he who was the father of her baby, he made her leave and she lived with Puck. Mercedes rescued her, and let her live with her until the night she gave birth. Her mother Judy found her, told her Russell was out of their lives for good, and took her back in.

Rachel thought that she and Quinn would have become friends, since Rachel's mother Shelby Corcoran had adopted Quinn's baby girl Beth. Every so often, Quinn would wonder how her daughter was doing. When she'd given her away, she felt like a gigantic weight had been lifted. Now she just wanted to know what was going on in her life. She decided that she wanted to see her daughter one Wednesday night while she was at her youth group.

The group of teens that were at the church stood and sang about worshipping Jesus. Quinn observed the kids that were there every week. One of them was Azimio, quite the hypocrite. He would come here and sing about Jesus, and then go to school and bully kids that sang. Riley and Tristan also came every week; they were quite the hypocrites too, especially Riley. Santana and Brittany used to come, but they became closer, and then stopped coming.

Tonight was a night on top of the roof. After everyone sang and prayed, it was time to play a game of water balloon tag. Girls versus boys. Quinn rolled her eyes. She was prepared to get soaked. All the boys were bound to chase her. She'd straightened her short, shiny blonde hair, and wore a blue jean jacket over a white tank top, and a pair of jeans and sneakers. Quinn liked to wear cute dresses, but every week at church the kids played sports-esque games, and a cute dress wasn't the right wear for activities like that. She grabbed two water balloons (one blue and one red), and started running in no particular direction. The boys bolted after her; she was soaked within minutes.

"Having trouble?" Riley asked; she dry as sand, dodging water balloons right and left.

"How are you getting out of the way?" Quinn asked as Riley hit five boys square in the back of the head with five different water balloons. Azimio hit Quinn's lower back with one.

"You just need to athletic," Riley said confidently.

"I am athletic," Quinn snapped at her.

"Correction: you used to be an athlete," Riley laughed. "You're a mother now."

"I am not a mother!" Quinn shouted, grabbing Riley's shoulder. "I don't have a baby!"

"That's right. You gave her to Yentl's mother," Riley chuckled, running off.

"I'll kill you, Riley Brown!" Quinn shouted, and a football player named Zach Sayer hit her right in the chest with a water balloon. All the football players cheered and gave him a high five. Quinn gave all nine of them a death glare, and then went over to the elevator to grab her purse. All she wanted to do was go home now. She went down the elevator, and walked through the parking lot. Her mother Judy wasn't going to be at the church for another half hour, so Quinn decided she could take a quick walk around the city to calm her nerves.

She stopped at an ice cream cart and bought some soft-served vanilla. Then she sat down at an umbrella table and ate. She thought about how stressful her life was, and then broke down crying. She sat there and cried all by herself. No one else was around, except for the familiar young man with curly brown hair and a black leather jacket turning the corner. When he came closer, Quinn remembered who he was: Jesse St. James, ex-boyfriend of Rachel Berry and arch nemesis of Finn Hudson.

Jesse chuckled and stood in front of her. "All alone, Miss Fabray?"

"She was going to be at the church to pick me up," Quinn said, and then Jesse lifted his hand and placed it on the back of her short, sleek blonde hair. "Please don't touch me," Quinn snapped at him, slapping his arm away.

"I'm not trying to be creepy, Quinn," the college sophomore told her. "I'm just trying to comfort you. You and I have been betrayed by those we loved. By ones we thought loved us. To be honest, I've been thinking about you, Quinn. I've been at the church all evening. You just didn't see me. I saw you leave, and decided to follow you."

"I don't get it," said Quinn, feeling uncomfortable. "Why do you care about me? It's Rachel you're obsessed with."

"Rachel dropped me for Finn Hudson," Jesse reminded her. "Kind of like he dumped you for her. Isn't that right?"

Quinn felt a lump in her throat. "Yes… yes, that's- that's what happened."

"I thought that maybe you and I could start seeing each other," Jesse explained. "I know I'm not your type. I mean, you're like day and I'm like night, but you could get into it."

"I want to see my baby," Quinn admitted. "Beth. I want to see her again."

"I can arrange that," Jesse said with a smile. "I've kept in touch with Ms. Corcoran. I visit her every so often. I've actually met Beth. She's a beautiful girl. She looks like you. Only when you look very, very closely can you see any evidence of her being Puck's."

Quinn chuckled. "So she's healthy and happy?"

"Both," Jesse said, nodding.

"Do you know if she's ever asked about me?" Quinn was curious to know.

"I don't know," Jesse replied. "I could contact Shelby, and ask her to introduce you."

He lifted his hand again, and cupped Quinn's cheek. "You looked like Cinderella at that prom. You were the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Finn Hudson doesn't know what he lost." Quinn closed her eyes, and felt Jesse's breath close to her face. She had a feeling he was gonna kiss her. Suddenly he did. And she let him. She even kissed him back. He took her face in both hands as he kissed her lips. His kiss was very passionate. He scared her a little bit. Jesse had frightened Quinn a little ever since she'd seen him for the first time. He was just so intense, and he wasn't really a good guy. He was kind of a heartbreaker, worse than Puck. But she didn't tell him to stop or go away. She didn't tell him that she was going out with a sweet freshman boy. Truth be told, Quinn liked men. She didn't like little boys. Jesse was masculine, mature, and dominant. He could provide more for her.

Quinn moaned when Jesse stopped kissing her. Her phone rang. Her hands as she shook when she got it out of her pocket and spoke into it. "Hello, M-Mom." Her voice shook as she spoke. "Hi…. I'm so sorry, Mom. I'm over by the ice cream cart across the street."

She hung up, and looked up into Jesse's eyes. Jesse had both of his hands on Quinn's neck, making her shiver. "You should probably go away before my mom gets here." But then she wrapped her arms around him and kissed his lips again. He held her tightly. Out of the corner of her eye, Quinn saw her mother's car. She pushed Jesse away from her, and composed herself. Then she fixed her hair, ran over, and got in her mother's car.

"Baby, why weren't you waiting for me at the church?" Judy asked as she drove off. Quinn waved subtly at Jesse out the window. He smiled back at her and then walked away in the opposite direction. Quinn hadn't heard her mom. "Quinnie, honey?"

"What?"

"Why weren't you waiting for me at the church?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mom. Some of the kids weren't being so nice to me, so I took a walk to cool myself off."

"You sound shaken," Judy said in a concerned tone of voice. "What'd they do to you?"

"You know, they made fun of me," Quinn replied. "Since I'm in Glee Club."

Judy sighed. "I know you love Glee Club, dear. But if this bullying gets out of hand, you can quit. You know that."

"I don't want to quit Glee Club, Mom. But I do want them to quit bullying me."

During the rest of the drive home, Quinn thought about Jesse. The two of them had something in common: Finchel – the scourge of their lives. Maybe that would bring them closer and perhaps they could become something. In reality, Jesse didn't really care about Quinn. He was doing this for himself so that he could get Rachel back. Once Finn Hudson saw that his worst enemy was dating Quinn Fabray, he would get jealous. Wouldn't he? It was obvious that Finn preferred Rachel to Quinn, but Finn would lose his mind if he knew that Quinn was dating Jesse. Right?

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"Um, guys," Mr. Schue said, looking a bit surprised. Everyone was sitting in the auditorium. "We've got three special guests here to visit today: Jesse St. James, Shelby Corcoran, and… Beth." He'd said Beth's name quieter, because he wasn't sure how Quinn and Puck would feel about her. Quinn's eyes widened. Puck leaned forward in his seat. Lauren frowned over at Quinn, and Bryce frowned over at Puck. This was their daughter.

A beautiful infant with honey-blonde hair entered the auditorium, holding Shelby's hand. The blonde baby was wearing a small, checkered pink and white dress. Jesse was standing beside Shelby. He caught Quinn's eye and winked at her. Rachel made a confused facial expression. Finn held Rachel in a protective fashion since Jesse was there.

"Well," said Mr. Schue after a long, awkward, stunned silence. "I think some of you have catching up to do. Quinn, Rachel?"

Both girls stood up quickly from their chairs and came forward. Shelby let go of the little girl's hand and coaxed her to go over to Quinn. Despite Lauren's attempts to make him sit where he was, Puck jumped up and followed Quinn over to the little girl. Rachel went over to Shelby, who let Puck and Quinn have Beth to themselves. Jesse watched every move Rachel made. Rachel felt his eyes on her, but she said, "I have so much to tell you, Mom."

"Let's talk then, sweetie," Shelby said with a bright smile, giving her daughter a hug.

The two of them walked off and Puck and Quinn stayed by Beth. Jesse stood where he was as well, now watching every move that Quinn made. "Hi, Beth," Quinn said with a bright smile on her face. Puck looked at her, and thought she looked lovely. She'd never looked happier. "My name's Quinn. You probably don't remember me. It's nice to meet you."

"Beth," the little girl said in response. She didn't have a big vocabulary. While Quinn spoke to her, Mr. Schue kept the rest of Glee Club occupied by engaging them in a conversation about their favorite songs from the 80's.

"Hey Beth," said Puck, kneeling down and taking the little girl's hands. "I'm Puck."

"Beth," Beth repeated, and she gave Puck a hug around his shoulders. He returned the hug. Quinn laughed happily and bent down, hugging him as well. Then she looked up at Jesse, who was staring at her with no expression on his face. Feeling intimidated, Quinn looked away from him. This was an amazing moment for her and Puck, and Jesse was invading it.

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"How have things been with Beth?" Rachel asked Shelby at the back of the auditorium.

"Great," Shelby replied. "Every time she gets sad I give her a glass of water or a cup of milk, the way your dads have always done for you. She's young, but she's a very smart girl. She will be a great woman one day. What's wrong, honey? Are you alright?"

Rachel was crying now. "I can't help it. I'm so jealous of Beth."

Ever since Shelby had started raising Beth, she was a warmer person than she used to be. She went over to Rachel right away and wrapped her arms around her for a hug. "Why is that, honey? Is it because she gets to grow up with me around?"

"Yes, that's exactly why," Rachel sniffed. "I wish that I'd known you like she will have."

"Honey, I've always loved you. Even though I haven't always been there for you, I loved you so much," Shelby promised her. "But you don't need me. You never needed me. Look at you. Look at the powerful, intelligent, talented woman you've become."

"I do need my mom," Rachel argued. "I thought I could live without you, but I can't. There's no reason as to why I can't get to know you just because I'm practically an adult. Why can't I know you as a friend, at least?"

Shelby brushed a bang behind Rachel's ear. "If that's what you want, that's fine. We can become friends. I just don't think I have enough time to become your mother. Your dads have raised you perfectly. They didn't need my help."

"Can I see you once in a while?" Rachel pleaded. "Can you visit me sometimes?"

"Of course I can," Shelby said, holding her tightly. "And you can visit me too. Perhaps you can become like a sister to Beth. I've already told her so much about you, and everyone else in Glee Club. She told me she looks up to you. Everything I said impresses her."

"What do you tell her?" Rachel was curious to know.

"I tell her you have an amazing singing voice, and this compelling personality," Shelby began. "I tell her you're a leader. I tell her you're destined to be a star because you're talented, and you work hard and love what you do. I told her you always reach for the stars."

Now Rachel's tears of sadness became tears of happiness. She loved the way her mother saw her. "Thank you, Mom," she said softly. "It means a lot to me that you told her that."

"You are so beautiful, Rachel," Shelby sighed. "And your boyfriend Finn is lucky to have you. I talked to Mr. Schue. He said you're one of the kids he's gonna miss most of all when you all graduate. You've made a huge impact. When Beth becomes a teenager, I'm gonna move back to Lima. I'm gonna enroll her at McKinley High, and she's gonna be in Glee Club. Mr. Schue is gonna think she's great the way he thought you were great. She's going to carry on your legacy in New Directions, Rachel. And when you're a huge Broadway star, Beth's gonna rave about you. You're going to have all the success I never had, baby."

"I wanna become a star so badly, Mom," Rachel said. "I don't know if I ever will become a star. But I'm gonna try hard. For you and for me."

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"Hey, Kurt," said Dave. "Want me to walk you to class?"

"I appreciate the offer, David," Kurt said politely. "But I can walk myself to class."

"But the Bully Whips wanna protect you," Dave insisted.

"Ever since I was voted Prom Queen, no one's bothered me," Kurt pointed out. "To my face, at least. I think I'll be safe." He started away. Dave followed after him.

"Can I walk with you? Please?" He sounded desperate. "As a friend?"

"Sure, as a friend," Kurt said, but he rolled his eyes subtly. "So how's your life?"

"Great. Santana and I have been making out, and -" Dave began.

"You don't need to lie to me, David," Kurt cut him off. "You don't like girls."

"Shh!" Dave hissed at him when people walked by. "I don't want people to know that."

Kurt's eyes widened. "You still haven't come out? There's no hope for you."

"Hey, how's your boyfriend treating you?" Dave asked very quietly when no one else was near them. "Has he hurt you since you guys did it?"

Kurt took a step away from him. "What makes you think we did it?"

"Oh…" Dave felt embarrassed. He didn't want Kurt to know that he'd watched them get it on through their motel room window. "I don't know if you did it, but I'm guessing -"

"Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I'm promiscuous, David," Kurt said sternly.

"Is he treating you right?" Dave repeated.

"Yes," Kurt replied. "He tells me he loves me constantly."

"Does he really love you?" Dave challenged.

"Yes, he does," Kurt said loudly. "I couldn't be happier." He walked ahead of him.

"I have something to tell you, Kurt." Dave closed his eyes tightly.

"Yes?" said Kurt, and he stopped walking to look at him.

"I wanted to dance with you at prom… so badly." He opened his eyes so that tears fell down his face, which was red as a fire truck. "But everyone was watching, and I was so afraid. After I ran, that dapper hobbit got to dance with you. He's so lucky. I didn't deserve you."

Kurt kept very composed. "I know you wanted to dance with me, David. But let's face it: if you hadn't treated me so badly to begin with, I never would have met Blaine."

"I destroy everything," Dave muttered bitterly, hating himself with a passion.

"Listen," said Kurt in a comforting tone, placing a hand up on his shoulder. Dave looked around to make sure no one was around to see. "When you come out, a man will become inspired by your courage the way you were inspired by mine. And he will love you."

Dave lowered his head and said in a defeated voice, "He won't be you."

Kurt took his hand off his shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, David."

"Get away from me!" Dave demanded angrily, turning around. He slammed both of his fists into a locker the way he'd done after Kurt had rejected his advances months ago, and stormed off. Kurt just stood there, staring after him, pitying him.

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Author's Note: Two chapters today! I've got a lot of Glee projects planned for fanfiction, so I need to start uploading more than one chapter at a time to get things moving. I wrote this several months ago; I hope that soon I can get it all up on fanfiction so that I can move on to other projects. This is an old story. I hope Damian wins the Glee Project!