So here is the Faberry fic I promised I'd post at the end of 'Let This be My Story.

Warning: This story will contain adult content and G!peen so if you don't like then please don't read. This story has Rachel OOC but it will follow the show mostly in season 1 and it will be Faberry. In this story Rachel has always lived with Shelby so there are no gay dads and she is from Columbus where she went Carmel with Jesse St. James.

I DON'T OWN GLEE! I plan to update this story as much as possible so if you like it then please review, it makes me nervous when I only get a few per chapter. I'm still working on my other fics, Anything for her and We belong together so please r&r those as well! Happy reading :D

"Rachel honey, wake up it's time for school!" my mother said excitedly, pushing my hair back. Usually I welcomed her warm embrace, but that was not the case this morning.

"No, I don't want to go" I murmured.

"What kind of attitude is that? The Rachel I know would never miss a day of school" she said, kissing my forehead lovingly.

"I can't go, I'm sick" I coughed.

"Honey, you're never sick" she sighed. "I understand that you may be nervous about your first day, but you need to push through it just like you push through everything else".

"I'm not nervous" I snapped. "I'm angry".

"Rachel, we've been through this before, you need to understand that life isn't always about want you want" she said sternly.

"I do understand that, what I don't understand is why you yanked me away from my life and brought me here of all places" I yelled back.

"For goodness sake Rachel, will you please stop being a drama queen for one minute?" she asked.

"No, because that's who I am and everyone back in Columbus understood and loved me for it" I snapped. I hated fighting with her and we rarely did, up until he entered the picture anyway.

"I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Get dressed and be down stairs for breakfast in an hour, that's an order" she said, slamming my door.

I laid in bed and pondered over my decisions. I could do as Shelby asked and be her perfect little girl, or I could bitch about it until I got my way. I knew no matter what that she would give in to me, I am her only child after all. I could rely on her for everything, she was my best friend and biggest supporter. And then I remembered how things had changed between us.

About a year ago Shelby had met a man named Steve and they started dating. Of course I was happy for her, she was a single mother for 16 years and she never once had any romantic interests. It was just us two alone the entire time, her parents had disowned her for getting pregnant at 19 and my father had died in a car accident before I was born. I never once wished I had a big family like all the other kids, because I had Shelby at my call 24/7. How many other kids had a mom that doted on them all the time, never had to do chores, and were treated like princesses? Shelby did everything for me and in return I was her perfect little girl. She loved the theatre so I worked hard at it to impress her and eventually I fell in love with it too. She was the coach of the glee club at school, so naturally I became her star. I had her enter me in every beauty pageant, vocal ensemble, and dance competition there was so I could prove to her that I was the best and it turned out I was.

I was sorta happy when her and Steve started going out, it left me with more time for my boyfriend, Jesse. We never actually had sex, but we came awful close as I was ready to give myself to him. What I didn't like was the way my mother would agree with him on every little thing.

Steve thought I needed more discipline and that I had way too much freedom, so Shelby naturally agreed and put me on lock down. Steve thought I spent way too much time singing and I had my heads in the clouds, so Shelby decided that I needed to drop at least one dance class. Steve eventually became my worst nightmare because he was slowly invading my life and turning my mother against me. Shelby didn't let me sing the solos all the time because Steve said it was favoritism and it made the other kids upset. Shelby told me I needed to slow down my relationship with Jesse because Steve said I was acting like a little whore.

It didn't matter how hard I tried to please my mother, she always looked to Steve for the answers. It got even worse when they got married and he moved in with us. Of course Shelby had asked me how I felt about Steve and in order to please her, I assured her that he was wonderful and would be a great father. She knew I was lying, she was the one who taught me how to lie, for acting techniques of course. She was the one who taught me everything I knew and yet she still married him.

A few months after he intruded on my life permanently, his job offered him a promotion if he transferred to another firm down in Lima. Of course I had expected him to refuse, he was a lawyer couldn't they work anywhere? He came home all excited and claimed that we were moving one night during dinner. I found the whole thing so hilarious that I chocked on my food while laughing. He didn't expect me to just drop everything and move right? Apparently Steve didn't find it funny because after we had went to bed, he snuck in my room and hit me so hard I blacked out.

I had everything at Carmel. I was popular, I was at the top of my class, I had a plan for the future, I was leading the glee club to it's fourth victory at Nationals, and I had a boyfriend. I had everything every teenage girl could possibly want.

Evidently I was wrong and my life meant nothing to Steve because three weeks later I was saying goodbye to all my friends and to the life I used to live. I had my entire life packed in boxes and was on my way to Lima.

I decided to give in this morning and get ready for school like Shelby had asked. I learned that if I did what she asked, she would reward me and if I gave her trouble, Steve would handle it. I wasn't afraid of Steve, no matter how hard he hurt me. He had only hit me a few times after that night, but it was enough to know when I pushed my limits with him.

I got out of bed and walked over to the mirror in my empty room. The only thing I had unloaded was my clothes and make-up because I didn't feel like ironing them. I took off my pajamas and stared at myself in the mirror. Usually I spent thirty minutes on the elliptical, but since it hadn't been moved to my room yet I had to live without it. I took a good look and mentally prepared myself for today. Today I was starting my junior year at William McKinley High School and I was not happy about it. I knew there would be no rich kids with designer clothes or expensive cars like there were at Carmel and I also knew I would be a nobody at the bottom of the social ladder. Of course I planned to work my way up and dominate McKinley, they had no idea what was in store for them. I heard they had a glee club, but I wasn't going to join I was still devoted to Vocal Adrenaline regardless of the school I was attending. My plan was to lay low and figure out how things worked, then I would rise up and let them know the real me.

I recited my mantra into the mirror, just like I did everyday.

"My name is Rachel Barbra Corcoran and I am a star" I said with a bright smile.

After my shower I walked into my closet to select the perfect outfit. I grabbed a short denim dress, a brown leather jacket, heels, and a purse. Right after I had finished putting on everything besides my make-up, I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in" I yelled, rolling my eyes as Steve entered the room.

"You look very pretty Rachel" he said, sitting on my bed.

I rolled my eyes, "thank you Steven" I replied. I only called him that to piss him off.

"Are you excited about your first day?" he asked, walking closer to me.

"Oh yes, excited as any teenage girl who was ripped away from her friends could be" I stated bitterly.

"Now you listen here" he said, grabbing my neck roughly. "I've done a lot for you and your mother and all I ask is that you give her and I a little respect" he whispered harshly.

"You don't deserve it" I managed to gasp out even though he was currently blocking my oxygen flow.

"Fuck you" he spat as he released me by throwing me against the wall.

"Right back at you" I snapped.

Whenever my mother wasn't around Steve and I would play this game. He would yell and call me names and I would snap back, eventually he would hit me until I passed out or my mother would come in and it would be over. I don't know why he insisted on doing this, he was always the one who started it. It wasn't like I wandered into his room so I could bitch at him.

"One of these days, you're going to give me the respect I deserve" he said, slapping my cheek so hard I got whip lash.

"Yea, when hell freezes over" I replied as he struck again, this time busting my lip.

"I'll see you downstairs in ten minutes" he said as he flung the door open.

"Great" I sighed as I wiped the blood from my mouth. "So far I'm having a great day".

I grabbed my make up and got to work. My cheek didn't look bad, only a little red, so I applied some light foundation to cover it. My neck however, had clear handprints around it that would turn into a bruise by tomorrow, I grabbed my bronzer and tried my best to hide the prints. After that, I opened a tube of medicine and applied it to the cut on my lip, it burned like hell when I put my pink lipstick on, but something had to cover to gash.

When I was finished with my make-up and hair, I took one last look in the mirror and smiled. I had gotten so good with the make-up that you wouldn't even know what lied beneath it. I decided that I looked as perfect as possible so I snapped a picture with my phone, sent it to Jesse, and went downstairs to join my mom and Steve for breakfast.

"Rachel honey you look gorgeous" she said as I sat down. "What would you like to eat fruit, eggs, or waffles?" she asked. Apparently she was taking this whole stay-at-home mom thing seriously. Usually I just had a protein shake and I was out the door.

"I'll just have my shake" I said, pulling out my vibrating phone.

"That wasn't one of the options" Steve said, not looking up from his newspaper.

"Sweetie, I didn't buy any of that stuff because I thought you would want a real breakfast" Shelby said sadly.

"Don't be inconsiderate Rachel, your mother worked hard to make you breakfast now thank her and select an option" he said from behind the paper.

"I'll just have fruit thank you" I said, going back to my phone. I had a text from Jesse.

[Jesse] Morning beautiful, have a great first day at school ; )

[Me] Thanks, tell everyone I said hello and that I miss them

[Jesse] Will do. Love you

[Me] I love you too Jesse

"Rachel it is highly inappropriate for you to be texting at the table" Steve snapped, his eyes boring into mine.

"I was saying hello to Jesse" I said politely.

"Doesn't matter, Shelby explain to your daughter why she mustn't use her phone at the breakfast table" he said.

"Honey, put the phone away you can talk to Jesse after school. It's not proper for a young lady to engage in conversations outside of the room" she said, turing her back to me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was being rude" I muttered.

"Apology accepted" Steve said, smiling brightly.

"Fuck you" I mouthed when he put his paper back up.

After breakfast, I jumped in my beloved white 2011 Mazda Miata convertible and headed to WMHS. I decided to get there 45 minutes early that way, I'd have time to familiarize myself with the student body and buildings.

I walked briskly into the main office, smiling at all the boys who seemed to be staring. I'm no prude when it comes to boys, I'll basically flirt with anyone who will pay attention to me. I removed my sunglasses and stepped up to the front desk.

"Hello, I'm Rachel Corcoran I just transferred from Carmel" I said with a big bright smile.

"I'm Ms. Johnson, here's your class schedule" she said smiling. Ms. Johnson was a striking young African American woman who looked much to young to be a secretary.

"I hope you don't take this the wrong way Ms. Johnson, but you have a stunning complexion" I complimented. The best way to become popular was to have everybody like you, especially the ones who are in charge of writing the notes that got you out of school early.

"Why thank you, you're too kind" she said as I turned back to head out the door, coming face to face with a red jersey.

"Hi" said the person.

When I looked up, I noticed that there was a ridiculously tall cute boy standing in front of me. "Hello" I smiled up at him.

"I'm Finn, are you new?" he asked shyly.

"Yes, I'm Rachel" I said holding out my hand.

"Nice to meet you, do you need help finding anything?" he asked with a boyish grin.

"Yes, actually would you mind showing me where my locker is?" I batted my eyelashes as I handed him the slip of paper.

"Not at all" he said, extending his arm so I could take ahold of it.

"Thank you" I said as we strolled out the door. "Goodbye Ms. Johnson, have a great day!" I yelled behind me. I could be such a kiss ass when I wanted to be.

"You too Rachel" she called back.

"So where're you from?" he asked as we went back outside to another building.

"Columbus. I went to Carmel High" I said, placing my sunglasses back on.

"So you're not to far away from your old home, that's good" he said shyly.

I was finding it hard to believe that this freakishly tall boy was this timid, he seemed like he'd be tough.

"I guess, I still miss my old friends though" I sighed.

"You'll make plenty of new ones here" he said happily. "You've already made one!"

"Who?" I asked, looking around.

"Me" he yelled, plucking my nose.

"Okay" I said slowly. He was awfully immature as well.

"Let me take you to meet some people" he said approaching a table full of kids of all different cliques. "Hey guys, I want you to meet someone".

"Hello" I said brightly.

"This is Rachel..uh..what's your last name?" he asked.

"Corcoran. My name is Rachel Corcoran, I just transferred from Carmel" I said waving.

"Well that would explain you're outfit. You my dear are stunning with a fabulous wardrobe to match. I'm Kurt, it's a pleasure to meet you" said a feminine boy as he tossed his bangs back.

"Damn girl, you look hot, we are definitely gonna get along well" said a big dark skinned girl.

"You look pretty hot yourself" I said admiring her colorful ensemble.

"Not that you're not sexy or anything Mercedes, but damn girl did you like fall out the sky or something you look like an angel" said the boy in the wheelchair.

"Um..thanks I guess". Were these people for real?

"S-so h-how long ago d-did you move here?" An Asian girl with blue hair stuttered.

"About three weeks ago, my parents wanted to make sure I was somewhat settled in before the first day of school" I replied.

"So tell us all about Carmel, I hear it's exquisite!" Kurt gushed.

"Well, it's a lot smaller than McKinley, but it's also a private school so not that many kids go there" I said, instantly missing my old school.

"Ah, that must be amazing. It's always been my dream to go a private school where everyone is equally as fashionable as they are intelligent" he said.

"It was great, but I'm sure McKinley has it's perks" I said. "Would you mind showing me to my locker Finn, I'd like to put my jacket away before class" I asked sweetly.

"We'll take her" Mercedes said as her and Kurt took ahold of my arms.

"I guess I'll see you at lunch then" he said, blushing.

"Of course, will you save me a seat?" I asked pleadingly.

"Sure will" he said as I sauntered off with my two new friends.

"Okay you have got to teach me how to do that" Mercedes said once we were out of ear-shot.

"Do what?" I asked casually.

"Flirt" she said.

I couldn't help but laugh, if they thought that was flirting then they were in for a rude awakening.

"You just got McKinley's star quarterback to answer to you" Kurt said as if it were obvious.

"Your point is?" I asked as we turned the corner.

"That's like impossible" Mercedes said as a flash of red came across the three of us and landed on a kid with a frizzy red afro.

"What the hell was that?" I asked, stopping dead in my tracks. Where the kids here that immature that they threw drinks on each other?

"A slushy" they both said, shrugging.

"Just glad it wasn't me, this Mark Jacob's cost me a fortune" Kurt said, picking invisible lint of his jacket.

"Have you seen his new fall line? I've been dying to get those new cowboy boots" I said.

"Is there anything about you I don't like?" Kurt asked as we made our way to my locker.

"Make way freaks" A large boy yelled pushing them both out from behind me.

I slowly turned around and was greeted by a jock carrying a green slushy in his hands.

"I heard you're the new eye candy" he said smoothly.

"If you're asking if I'm the new student here, then yes I am. My name is Rachel" I said confidently.

"Dave" he said, placing his hand on the locker next to mine. "Saw you hanging out with Hudson and his group of sining homos" he laughed.

"And?" I asked annoyed, who did this bastard think he was?

"You're much too pretty to be hanging with those losers, why don't you come and meet some of my friends, I'm sure you'd have a real good time" he said, leaning closer to me.

"I don't think so, but thank you for the offer" I said, turning back around to hang up my jacket.

"It wasn't a question hot stuff. Your new and you don't know how things work around here so let me help you. I'm popular, Beyonce and Aretha here are losers" he said grabbing my arm. "Come with me and I'll make it worth your while".

"Get off of me" I said, pulling away from him.

"Look, I don't have all day so either you come with me and I'll show you around or you stay with the gleeks and I toss this slushy in your face" he said smirking.

"Let me show you how things work in my world" I said, turning to face him again. "No one and I repeat no one tells me what, when, or how to do anything" I snapped.

I watched as a large crowd of kids started to appear in the halls.

"You don't know who you're messing with" he snarled "I can make your life a living hell".

"Or, you can go home and change your clothes" I said, as I stomped on his foot with my heels and tossed the slushy on his face.

"You fucking bitch!" he yelled as the green liquid dripped down his face.

"You know green's not really your color, you should go for a brighter one like orange, it'll bring out your eyes" I said as I walked away making sure my hips swayed back and forth so all they guys would stare. I knew how to work the crowd alright.

"That was the sexiest fucking thing ever" A mohawked boy smirked as he walked next to me. "Name's Puck".

"Rachel" I said, holding my hand out.

"So you're the new girl" he said, walking me down the hall.

"Yes, that would be me" I said, looking at my schedule.

"So I'm just gonna be honest. You're hot, I'm hot, we should totally hook up" he said, standing in front of me.

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend" I said, walking around him.

"You point is?" he asked, catching up to me.

"Look I'm not gonna lie I find you very attractive" I said, pushing my chest out teasingly, watching as his eyes glazed over. "But I'm not a cheater and I plan to stay faithful to him" I said with a smile.

"Are you kidding, have you seen my guns?" he said, flexing his arms for me.

"Your arms are lovely" I said, rubbing my hands lightly over them making sure to let my hands linger on his biceps. "But I'm afraid I'm not interested at the moment" I said watching as he shivered under my touch.

"Whatever you say princess, I'll wait" he smirked as he walked off.

Before I could take another step, I was yanked into the bathroom by two strong arms.

"What the hell?" I yelled.

"Sister please stop yelling, it's not that real" Mercedes said.

"Sorry I didn't know it was you guys" I said.

"So do you want to tell us what that was all about?" Kurt asked, applying powder to his face.

"What?" I said shrugging innocently as I reapplied my lipstick, wincing as I put pressure on the hidden gash.

"First you get Finn Hudson wrapped around your finger, then you meet and totally diss Karofsky, then you slushy him, then you meet Noah Puckerman, flirt with him, and then you turn him down. Puck's like the biggest man-whore at this school, nobody turns him down" Mercedes said, with her hand on her hip.

"So that's his name" I whispered. What the hell kind of name was Puck? "Look I honestly don't care who those people were, the only reason I'm here is to graduate so I can go to Juilliard" I said surely.

"You want to go to Juilliard?" Kurt asked wide eyed.

"Yes, I need to go to the best school possible if I plan on achieving stardom in my broadway career" I said, tossing my hair behind my shoulders.

"Broadway?" Mercedes asked curiously. "So you sing?".

"Yes, I've been singing and dancing since I was two. Carmel is a private school that focuses in the arts, mine was musical theater" I clarified.

"Just when I thought you couldn't get any better" Kurt said as we exited the bathroom.

"What do you think about joining glee club?" Mercedes asked.

I was just about to tell her that I couldn't when three girls in red cheerleading uniforms blocked my way.

"Can I help you?" I asked sassily. I did not like the way these girls were looking at me.

"Yea, we've got a problem hobbit" A Latina who had her pinky locked with a blonde who was popping her gum snapped at me.

"And what would that be?" I asked sweetly. I hated to admit it, but even though I was wearing four inch heels, all three girls had a good 2-3 inches on me.

"You hand you're dirty little paws all over my man" she said.

"Your man?" I questioned.

"Did I stutter treasure trail?" she snapped.

"I honestly have no idea what you ladies want, now if you'll excuse me I need to get to class" I said in an annoyed tone. Now they were pissing me off.

"Look Puck and Finn are taken so back off manhands" A gorgeous blonde said as the three walked away.

"Manhands?" I asked, looking down at my pink fingernails.

"Don't mind them, they're clearly jealous" Kurt said as he pulled me towards our homeroom which we thankfully shared.

Quinn P.O.V

Today was the first day of school and like any HBIC I was entirely ready to take charge. What girl who was head cheerio and president of the celibacy club wouldn't be? I had everything I ever wanted: two loving parents who gave me everything I asked for, the quarterback boyfriend, two best friends who had my back no matter what, an attitude that let me get away with anything, good looks, and popularity. There was only one thing missing and that was someone to love.

Sure I'm dating Finn Hudson and we are the golden couple, but there's only one problem. I don't like boys. At all. Finn is just a cover. You're probably shocked to hear that I, Quinn Fabray was gay, but that was only the beginning. I had no use for boys because they had nothing for me, you see I'm not your average girl. I was born with a penis. A full functioning, nine inch long dick. Now if you looked at me you'd never know and no one did, except my parents and my doctor of course.

I began my day just like I usually had for the past three years. I went for a run, took a nice long shower, put on my Cheerio's uniform, applied my make-up, tied up my hair, made sure my not so little friend was well hidden, kissed my parents goodbye, and headed off for a new day. When I got to school, fashionably late of course, I noticed that the hallways were abuzz with news and no one was stopping to appreciate me like they usually did. I walked briskly to my locker to put away my gym bag when I noticed Jacob Ben Israel approach me.

"Any comments on you and Finn's recent break-up" he said, holding out a microphone.

"Finn and I didn't break-up, our two year anniversary is coming up" I said smoothly.

"Right. So any comments on the beautiful new girl Finn was spotted with this morning?" he asked me.

"What?" I snapped. I honestly didn't care what Finn did in his spare time, he claimed he loved me but I was only using him. However, he didn't know this and he would not get away with walking around with some whore on his arm.

"So you didn't know about him and Rachel?" he asked.

"Who the hell is Rachel?" I snapped. Was that the slut throwing herself at my boyfriend. Finn wouldn't be stupid enough to go after another girl when he had me. Sure I'd never let him get past second base, but he didn't need to know that.

"Look Quinn, it's been great talking to you but something more important come up" he said, trailing after a short brunette who sauntered down the hall with Kurt and Mercedes.

What the hell could be more important than me?

"Santana, Brittany, we have a problem" I yelled to my best friends.

We followed the girl down the hall, only to watch her turn around and dump a slushy on Karofsky. This girl had balls and she had a smoking body to match. I reached down and carefully re-adjusted my dick so no one would notice the semi hard-on I was now sporting. We continued to follow her down the hall when Puck approached her and began flirting. I wasn't surprised that he would try something, she was fresh meat after all and from what I could see she was hot too.

"What a little skank" Santana whispered.

It didn't matter that they didn't have an official relationship and they both cheated on each other, she still got pissed when he talked to another girl.

When they had finished talking, we decided to corner her and lay down the law. I lined up in front of her and was about to start my interrogation when I came face to face with the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

She began speaking, but I had completely lost my mind and couldn't form words, all I could do was stare at her. She had long brown curly hair that traveled half way down her back and hung off her shoulders, huge brown eyes that had me drooling, olive colored skin that was smooth and shiny, long lean legs that were sexy as hell which led me up to her perfectly round ass, her clothes were expensive, even her hands were cute. She was breathtaking. The only imperfection was her nose, which was on the larger side, but I could tell it was because she was Jewish and her height. What was she like 5 feet tall? Even that didn't bother me in fact nothing about her did, I was completely infatuated with this girl.

I continued to stare at her as Santana chewed her out and watched as she responded with sassy comebacks and a cool attitude. Her body language said that she was bored with us and was not intimidated at all and this turned me on. She was extremely confident and sexy and had the whole 'I'm so much better than you' attitude down pact.

When I realized I had a raging hard-on and I desperately needed to get out of that situation I shot an insult at her and ran to the bathroom. Once inside the I locked the door, ran into a stall and yanked down my spankies and 'special underwear'. I sat down on the toilet and instantly began tugging at my dick. I hardly ever masturbated because I had yet to find a girl that I was interested in. Sure Santana and Brittany were hot, but they had nothing on Rachel. I ran my hand up and down my shaft as fast as I could and thought about her. I pictured her with her legs wrapped around me while I pounded into her small body as she moaned my name. I yelled out her name as I came hard all over my hand and the toilet thankful that I had locked the door before I came in.

As I sat there panting I let my mind drift to the girl who I had barely spoke too. I had never felt anything like this before and I knew that she was my first real crush. I am Quinn Fabray and I always get what I want and right now I wanted her. I knew that I had to make Rachel mine.

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