Beth

As much as I love the new teacher and how friendly she is, she always seems to be around my class, it's getting annoying. After 7th period my boyfriend Josh and I rode the bus home, I never spoke a word the entire trip, I had nothing to say and the only threads of conversation hanging above my head were the ones about who my birth parents are, and I knew Josh wouldn't understand that. So we sat in silence for the whole 5 minute drive, I ran inside my house. Mum normally didn't get home till around 7 so I had a while to go through a few old boxes. Beth dropped her bag at the doorway as she always did, and ran down the hall to her mother's bedroom, she knew all the answers would be in there.

Beth quickly found a box in the walk in wardrobe her mother had, she put them down on the bed and began flicking through the books and photos and everything else you could think of. Until I came to a WMHS year book dated back to before I was born, 'where did Mum get this?' I thought, I flipped open the front page and a note fell out, I quickly picked up the letter before reading it,

Dear Beth

This is your Mum, I wish I could have kept you, but I'm only 15 and you deserve the best, which is what I can't give you. I know you will grow up not knowing about me and your Dad because Shelby defiantly made that clear. But we want you to know you are loved and always have been, WE hope one day when you're old enough you will find this letter and the truth, but please baby girl never feel like you were abandoned, we love you so much we couldn't bring you up ourselves so enough being yourself and never forget, we will always love you.

Love your Mum and Dad

(Quinn & Puck)

I started to cry that was that they were my parents, but that didn't mean I was going to stop looking. I shoved the letter into my jacket pocket, before flipping through the rest of the year book, most of the pages had been torn out, all that was there was first a whole bunch of photos of what must have been the Cheerios' I didn't understand why hadn't they been torn out too, then right at the top of the pyramid (where I normally stand) was a familiar face it was Quinn, Mrs Puckerman sorry, she was the head cheerleader she had ruled the school just like I do. The next photo was of Mr Puckerman, in his rugby gear, I laughed at the thought of him playing rugby, then there were a few with Quinn and this random really tall guy I didn't recognise him, but in most the photos Mr Puckerman was watching her in the background while she stood with her arm around the tall guy. Then suddenly it changed, there was a photo with the tall guy sitting on Puck punching him, Quinn was crying, I moved my fingers to trace their faces when I noticed there were words under my finger, 'Your Daddy will do anything for you baby girl, including getting beaten up by Finn, would after this is my EX' it was so cute they had made this for me. After that there were loads of pictures of the glee club and Mr Schue, he must be like 50 now! And some of people singing (Puck mainly) then suddenly it went to a photo of what looked like a hospital, Puck was running through the hospital pushing Quinn in the wheel chair, there were names scattered around like Grand-ma , and Aunty Mercedes I smiled. Then the last photo was of me in the hospital with my two 15 year old parents they were both crying, and on the back pages some people had signed the book, with GOOD LUCK BETH, or hope to see you soon, or there were too many to count.

I went digging through the box again, but I didn't find anything else that was even slightly interesting. Until I came to the last photo in the box it was of Mum holding me, it looked like we were in a hospital, I looked closely at the picture, to see my birth parents standing behind a glass door Quinn looked as though she was crying, but I can't be sure. I smiled at the thought of my parents maybe they really did/do love me. Slowly I gather the year book and the photo; I place the box back into the cupboard, and headed back to my room.

I probably looked through that year book a hundred times before Mum got home, I knew I needed to talk to her about my birth parents, find out what she knew and compare it with what I knew. I ran down to the kitchen when I heard Mums car pull into the drive way, I stood in the middle of the room and waited, I didn't know quiet what to do with my hands or body or anything so I sat.

"Beth I'm home!" Mum called not realising I was standing in the kitchen

"hay Mum, I want to talk to you about something?" I asked, Mum smiled

"What honey?"

"I want to know about my birth parents, who were they, what were they like, or anything?" I said

"honey I'm not ready for that just yet" Mum started

"Well I am they are my parents, your just my adoptive mother" I didn't know why I was talking like that

"Fine then your mother is your English teacher and your father is her husband, if you want to know more go and ask them" Mum said before stalking off to her bedroom *Why is it I'm never good enough for people*