Yaaaay next chapter. No glee for Australia this week thanks to 'The Renovators.' So I'm extremely unhappy. I'm gonna make up for it by watching episode upon episode of Glee and writing more fictions. At least I got Supernatural still =) Speaking of Supernatural, I'm writing a Supernatural/Glee crossover fic, it's Dean and Quinn based with some Rachel and Sam, so if you like that sorta thing, go have a look-see =)

Amy POV

I found Quinn after school hiding under the bleachers crying. She had a phone next to her. I knew for a fact it wasn't hers. I saw a picture of her baby daddy and her baby.

"Rough day?" I asked, sitting next to her.

"Fuck off." She said quietly.

"Excuse me for trying to help. Jeez, is this Beth?" Quinn nodded.

"Where did you get this picture?"

"It's Shelby's phone. Her adopted mother."

"You regret giving Beth to her?" Quinn nodded again.

"Well get her back. Stop moping around, get up and get Beth back. Prove that Shelby is an unfit mother."

"Shelby won't let me near Beth to try."

"Well then we have to turn you back to normal Quinn."

"I'm never going back to that girl."

"Well then your never going to get your baby back."

"Will you help? I know we don't normally see eye to eye. But I could use your help."

"I'll help. But I'll need your help on something too."

"OK. Thanks Amy."

"No worries. Come on, let's get you cleaned and refreshed. Ready to get your baby back."

"OK."

Cameron POV

Sarah stirred in her sleep but didn't wake. It was around 10 at night. I called my parents and Sarah's parents. Rachel had been the first to leave with Miss Pillsbury at 3-ish. Lindsay and Emily ran off on their parents orders at about 7. Damian had been the last to leave, her fought with his Dad on staying but was rushed out at 9thirty. Sarah dozed off shortly after. I sighed.

"Come on Marissa. Wake up." I said softly.

"Do you need sleep?" Sarah asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Nah, I'll be fine."

"Alright. Any signs?"

"Nothing yet. A doctor came, checked her pulse. Everything is normal. She just doesn't want to wake up."

"She has god with her." Sarah smiled grimly and held Marissa's hand.

"Come on Rissa, get your butt up." Nothing. "We should keep talking to her." She continued. "Marissa, I'm sorry for kicking you out. That was a bit mean. We were all a bit less than friendly. You've made friends with Mercedes. Your dating a star quarterback. You've got an amazing voice. That's enough to get you up?" Sarah joked half-heartedly.

"Marissa. Wake up please. I'm sorry." I said softly.

"Bit less than friendly?" She croaked hoarsely.

"Okay, that is a bit of an understatement." Sarah hugged Marissa.

"I'm sorry too." Marissa told us.

"You gotta stop saying sorry, mate. It's out fault too."

"It just comes out. Did Finn come by?" Sarah shook her head.

"He's a bit dopey." Marissa stated.

"Quit changing the subject, Marissa. I thought you were better." I said.

"I was." Marissa played with an eyelet on the blanket.

"What happened?" Sarah asked.

"I'm stressed. I mean dating Finn, if you've seen the girls he's dated in the past. Quinn, Santana, Brittany."

"Woah, back it up. Quinn, the pink-haired witch? Santana the bitch and Brittany the bimbo?"

"The cheerleaders with perfect bodies. I'm not that. I'm not perfect. I'm flawed."

"Honey your perfect." Sarah shook her head. "It's besides the point anyway, nobody is perfect. Quinn; she had a baby! Santana; she's a bitch with psychotic issues. Brittany; she's..."

"Special?" I offered.

"See nobody is perfect. You can't keep reaching for perfect. I tried. Lord knows I tried to be perfect. Trust me, it didn't get me in a good place. Look where 'perfect' got you. In a hospital bed. Be you. Be the beautiful girl we both know you are."

"You mean that?"

"Of course I mean it. I know how you feel."

"Thanks Sarah. What did you do?"

"Huh?"

"To be perfect. You said you tried to be perfect and it didn't get you in a good place. What did you do?"

"That's not what we're focusing on. This is you. I'm better now. Have been for three years." I looked at Sarah and tried to catch her eye but she avoided me.

"Thanks you guys, for being here for me." Marissa smiled.

"Should we get a doctor? Tell em your up and at 'em?" Sarah grinned.

"No...not yet. They'd probably make me eat something." Marissa protested. I started to say something before she cut me off.

"I will...I'm just...I don't feel like it. Like if I eat, I'll throw up."

"Don't worry. Just be slow. Don't rush into it. I'm not saying you should but, they have pills that help." Sarah suggested quietly.

"Sarah, what did you do?" Marissa said hardly.

"We don't need to worry about me." Sarah smiled. "Now. I need sleep. Cameron do you want the couch?"

"You're not sleeping here are you?" Marissa protested.

"Oh, sorry, do you want us to leave?" I joked.

"No. Please don't go."

"Never said we were." Sarah smiled at her and lie on the armchair.

Sarah POV

The following morning, Mr Schue stopped by the hospital early in the morning to check on Marissa and drop me and Cameron off at our houses so we could change before school. I hugged Cameron and waved to Mr Schue before running into my house. Mum was pacing the floor nervously.

"Hey mum."

"Sarah, where the hell have you been?"

"At the hospital. Didn't Cameron call?"

"Yeah, he called. I get phoned at 8 at night by a BOY, who says your in the hospital with him."

"Yeah. Marissa had an issue."

"Well honey, he could've been a bit more specific. Don't you remember Townsville."

"Yeah mum, I remember Townsville. Been trying not too. So thank you so very much for reminding me." I snapped.

"Don't snap at me Sarah."

"Well I don't need to be reminded about what back there OK? We came HERE so I could forget!"

"You now, sometimes I still don't think your OK."

"I'm fine mum. I'm perfect."

"Really? You never talk to me."

"Because you are a physical reminder of why I did what I did! I don't want to talk to you."

"Sarah, don't talk to me like that. You know it wasn't my fault."

"No, it wasn't but you never did shit to stop it! So thank you very freaking much. Does it make you feel better? Knowing it was your fault mum? Your just so loving and caring and warm hearted."

"Sarah, don't..."

"No. Mum, you don't. I'm getting changed then I'm going to school."

"You come straight back home afterwards."

"Yeah whatever."

(time warp)

I found Cameron in the halls talking with Damian and Rachel. I looked down to see Damian and Rachel were holding hands. I walked up to them and grabbed hold of one of Cameron's hands.

"Hey guys."

"Hey Sarah, you're late. You missed the epic partnering-ship that is now Damchel." Cameron laughed.

"Yeah, how exactly did that happen?" I asked.

"Well, Damian went up to Rachel, pulled her into that classroom and when they came out, they were holding hands." Cameron shrugged. Rachel blushed.

"How's Marissa?" She asked.

"Better. We couldn't get her to eat anything. But better." I explained. "Where's Emily and Lindsay?"

"Dunno. Haven't seen them since last night. I got a text saying they had important business." Rachel sighed.

"Who knows with those two." Damian laughed.

"GUYS! GRAB HER!" I heard a voice shout and was grabbed from behind and pulled into a classroom. I was dropped into a chair. Hard.

"Ow! Come on guys. What did we accomplish here?" I looked at Emily.

"You're lying to us." Lindsay crossed her arms.

"About what?"

"Your mum called this morning. Said we need to talk to you." Emily explained.

"No...She didn't." I squeezed my eyes shut. I heard a zipper opening and looked up. Emily had reached into her bag and grabbed a photo frame.

"No, don't show them! Please don't show them!" I cried.

"Sarah, we're your friends we need to see the real you." Lindsay said sadly.

"No don't! That's not the real me. Please. You can't see her. None of you."

"Sarah, what's going on?" Cameron asked, squatting in front of me.

"Don't show them, Emily." I whispered, tears leaking out, Cameron wiped them away.

"Why are you crying?" He asked.

"It's...It's hard. I didn't want to show you." I said.

"Your mum told us, what happened. Why you moved here. Then she gave us this." Emily nodded toward the frame.

"Emily, don't do this. You're my friend. You wouldn't do this to me." I sobbed.

"It's for the best." Lindsay told me and Emily put the frame on the desk in front of me. Photo side up and I looked into the mirror of what I was. Who I still am inside. Colourless, messy hair. Round, chubby face, pimples, dull blue eyes, pale skin. I pushed the frame off the table, the glass shattering on the floor.

"Is that you Sarah?" Rachel asked.

"It was me. In Queensland, during my first years of high school. I went to a high school in far north Queensland. I got teased a lot because I was fatter than everyone else. Live on the coast, just about everyone is a size 2. I was a size 14, at thirteen years of age. I binged on junk food, I had acne really bad. My hair was just a mess, I would never go outside because I was ashamed of myself."

"What happened Sarah? Your so thin and bright now." Rachel pushed.

"My mum got a boyfriend. Who was abusive toward me. He would call me names like 'porky' and 'fat-ass'. And you know what I had to go through therapy because of it. But I don't care." I noticed my voice taking on a harder edge though the ringing in my ears. "Because his abuse made me do something about it."

"What did you do?" Cameron asked, his face lined with worry.

"I started becoming obsessive about exercise. I would run two kilometres everyday before and after school. I did gymnastics, dance lessons. After about a year I got down to a size 8. I started going on a crazy diet, my acne cleared up the tiniest part. I got to a size 6. I still wasn't good enough. I was still being teased my my mums perfect boyfriend. One day I fought back. That's when I got this." I held my arm up and pushed back the sleeve of my cardigan to reveal the thin red line on my arm. "I yelled back at him and he cut me with a knife." Damian shook his head.

"No, that bastard!" Rachel shrieked.

"What did your mum do? Surely she broke up with him?" Cameron asked.

"My mum didn't do anything. When he threw pizza at me saying 'here fatty. Eat your food and shut up.' My mum laughed!"

"Oh, Sarah." Rachel said.

"That's when I started throwing up and stopped eating all together. It wasn't until I was down to a size zero last year, had died my hair and bought contacts did people actually want to notice me. I had friends. Then one day in History I passed out. I woke up in a hospital two weeks later. Then my mum stood up and did something. She broke up with him and we moved here. In the middle of virtual no where. Away from him. I got home schooled for the rest of the year until I was better. I started eating healthy and managed a normal weight. Got put on medication to stop me from doing it again. I'm happy now, as a size 4, better than I was as 14 or zero. That girl down there." I pointed to that picture. "She is gone and she's never coming back. All that talk about being perfect. That was true. I realized that hey, it doesn't matter if we're a little chubby, or don't see yourself as a flawless cheerleader. Everyone's flawed. Even perfect cheerleaders. That's the truth. Go ahead and hate me for lying."

"We wouldn't hate you." Damian shook his head.

"We're you're friends Sarah. We love you no matter what." Cameron hugged me.

"Thanks guys." Someone slammed open the door and sobbing trailed in. We all turned to see a face framed with blonde hair.

Finished. So, what do you think of Sarah's backstory. I was watching 'Born this Way.' And got the idea from Lucy. So, who do we think the blonde is? Amy, Quinn, Brittany? Review and let me know.