Author's Note: Well, here it is. The final chapter. I know I was supposed to write this about a month ago, but just as I was about to start, life got in the way. I wanna thank everyone who's read this story, especially those who've favourited, alerted and reviewed over the last year. I hope you guys enjoy this, and maybe check out my other stuff but goodbye for now. I love you all! ~KennyEchelon

We slid into the seats opposite Lucy, putting our trays down in unison. We'd all chosen the healthy option which was a bowl of cereal with a piece of fruit. I watched Lucy eye up the bacon and toast loaded on a nearby plate and empathised completely. My stomach growled and I stifled its protests with a spoonful of dry cereal. Both Lucy and I had chosen mini-boxes of Cheerios but Britt had picked Lucky Charms. Lucy jealously watched her pick out the marshmallows and pile them on her tray.

Britt shovelled down the cereal shapes while I picked at my Cheerios. We sat in silence, and I was all too aware of the distance between our arms. "I should probably lean in or something" I thought to myself "just so she doesn't think I'm freaked out."

Lucy took a drink of orange juice and she looked over the glass, her eyebrows frowning slightly. I don't think she noticed that I noticed. Well, I hope not anyway. I suddenly became very interested in my breakfast. "She's onto us" I mentally hissed at myself. My heart beat painfully against my ribs, panic rising.

I saw Brittany's arm twitch beside me, as if she was about to comfort me, sensing my emotions. She thought better of it though. She probably didn't know what to do, seeing as I was trying to close myself off again. I felt my heart sink when I realized what I was doing to her. But I couldn't help it.

I was scared. More than that, I was honest to god terrified.

I wasn't ready for all of that. I never asked for it. I didn't want people to stare at me, pointing and laughing, or telling me to go to hell. I didn't want people to call me "that lez cheerleader" when I wasn't even sure that I was fully gay. I felt like I was going to vomit at the very thought of anyone finding out.

Suddenly I wasn't very hungry anymore.

I pushed the hoops around my bowl, deliberately staring at them. Brittany had finished her cereal and had moved onto her little horde of marshmallow treasure. After a few more painful minutes, I pushed my tray away. I could barely breathe.

"I'm not hungry" I stated and rushed out of the room.

I heard Britt start to stand up but Lucy spoke up. "No, leave her" she'd said and waited for Brittany to agree before she continued with "I'll go talk to her." I quickened my pace, turning into an empty corridor before sitting down and letting myself cry.

The heavy footsteps of someone running echoed from a few metres away and Lucy turned the corner, panting. "What do you want?" I yelled through sobs.

"Are you okay?" Lucy asked tentatively.

"What do you think?"

"Um... d-did you and Brittany have a fight or something?"

I sniffed, hating myself for crying in front of someone but somehow, I managed to croak out a 'no'.

"Is it something to do with Brittany?"

"Y-yeah."

Lucy slid down the wall to sit next to me. "Wanna talk about it?"

I responded with complete silence. I played with the laces on my sneakers, my cheeks wet with tears. I fought with myself, arguing over whether I should tell her or not. After nearly a minute of deciding, I couldn't hold it in anymore.

"I had sex with her, okay?"

Her eyes widened, so much so that she reminded me of one of those slow loris lemur things. I buried my head between my knees, regretting it instantly.

"But... apart from you guys being way too young and I'm not sure exactly how that actually works, I thought that's what you wanted?"

I looked up.

"I thought so too! But now it's all awkward and I've probably fucked up our friendship..."

Lucy flinched at my use of a curse word. I bet she'd rarely heard one before. I let her pull me into a hug and I rested my head on her shoulder. I stopped crying, wiping my eyes on my arm. I stood up, straightening my cheerleading skirt and pulled Lucy up.

I calmed down and instantly put my battle armour back on. I was a bitch, and I did it well.

"Listen, Sister Christian, you tell anyone about this..."

She nodded, slightly startled by my abrupt personality U-turn. I felt the familiar feeling of self-loathing, something that I hadn't felt for a while. I crossed my arms, looking anywhere but her face. I actually hated myself for being right back where I was at the start. With Brittany, I was better. I didn't feel like an awful person and now I just messed that up too.

"What happens at cheer camp stays at cheer camp. Got it?" I snapped.

We walked back to the cafeteria and Britt was still sat there by herself, making sad faces and hearts with her remaining marshmallows. My stomach dropped painfully and when she noticed I was there she scooped them back into a pile.

Thankfully, it was time to go to our showcases so we had some time away from each other. I managed to distract myself with the routines, but I still had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Two hours later, cheer camp was over for another year. Me and Britt went back to our bedroom and finished packing, making small talk but not discussing what was really on our minds. To say it was the elephant in the room is an understatement. The tension in the air was so thick you could've cut it with a knife. But I was too stubborn to make it go away.

Suddenly, Brittany spoke up.

"Did I do something wrong? 'Cause you've been distant all day and I don't like that."

I paused, my chest pounding so much it hurt, thinking about what I was going to say. After what seemed like forever, I replied.

"No it's not you. I just don't think I'm ready for... whatever this is."

"I understand" Britt said, sadly.

"Do you?" I allowed myself to hope that I hadn't screwed everything up.

"Well... not really, but I can try."

I could tell she was dying to hug me, but didn't want to make the first move. I swallowed my pride, and wrapped my arms around her.

"You're my best friend and I'll be here for you, okay?" Brittany mumbled into my shoulder.

"You're my best friend too."

A FEW MONTHS LATER

I was walking down the corridors of McKinley High, wearing my Cheerios uniform with pride. I noticed people muttering as I walked past. It was nothing new, I had rumours spread about me almost every week. They were nothing harmful of course; it was usually about which members of the football team I was screwing, so I thought nothing of it.

It wasn't until I heard the whispers.

"Have you seen the new girl?"

"Yeah! I heard she's after the head cheerleader spot."

"Santana won't be happy about that."

I quickened my pace, a confused frown on my face. New girl? Which new girl?" It wasn't long before I got my answer, though. I turned the corner and there she was.

Her face lit up when she saw me. "Miss Lopez, we meet again" she said.

I squinted at her. Something about her face looked familiar. But her brunette locks were replaced by blonde, and she'd lost a few pounds. She was barely recognisable, but it was still her.

"Lucy?!"

"Yes, but it's Quinn now, okay? What happens at cheer camp stays at cheer camp, remember?"

She sounded sweet enough, but I detected a hint of malice behind her words. Was it just me being paranoid, or was she actually threatening me? I guess I'll never know. I wouldn't put it past her. We both had things to hide, and it was better to enter into mutual blackmail than risk our secrets being exposed.

"Welcome to McKinley, Quinn Fabray."