A/N: This chapter goes out to NeverTooOldToBeNerdy because she is just that awesome. Go on. Check out her work. She is amazing! Sorry that I took FOREVER to update. I had no ideas so gigantanormous writer's block. Hope you enjoy!
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I nervously fiddled with my hat as my stared into the mirror. Time had passed since my first chemo treatment and I was ready to go to school. I sighed as I closed my eyes letting only a few tears fall. I felt like running my fingers through my hair, but I didn't have any. I took a great breadth and quickly went done stairs where Kurt was waiting for me. I waved to good bye to my parents; my dad raised his cup of tea at me my mother nodded in my direction. Kurt took me by the hand and lead my to his car. It was gonna be a long day.
~~FINDTHECURE~~
I walked up to my locker and shakingly twisted the lock on my door. I quietly put my books in my locker and Iturned around to find a stray teacher glaring at me. I looked down and quickly tried to walk around when I heard a "Hey, you! Kid with the hat." I groaned and turned around.
"What makes you think you can wear a hat in school?" I spun to face the burly balding man.
"I need this hat." I insisted but the man wasn't having it.
"Yeah? I need to move to Boca but that ain't happen' en. Take it off." I raised a trembling hand to take off his hat, revealing his bald head. I saw the man widen his eyes and blanch.
"Uuhhh Nevermind. Carry on." I angrily stuck the hat back on my head and ran off to my next class, glaring through my tears.
~~FTC~~
I found my math class and sat down in a seat next to Mercedes. I silently got out my math book and turned to face the front. Taking down notes. Mercedes noticed my silence, I was sure that Kurt hadn't told anyone yet. Something I was thankful for. Mercedes turned and grinned at Blaine.
"How did you get that hat past the teachers?" Mercedes looked sideway at my black ski hat.
"Reasons." I said doing my best to stare at the whiteboard in front of me.
"Reasons that include?"
"Reasons that include logic." Mercedes frowned and glared at the whiteboard.
"When you feel like telling me let know." Mercedes snapped and I felt like crying. I really didn't need this. I asked the teacher to excuse me and I quickly walked out of the room. Glad to be away from the angst beginning to form between me and Mercedes. I took my things and quickly let for the bathroom wiping tears from my eyes.
I walked into the bathroom and threw my things on the tile floor. I ripped off my hat and threw it in the sink. I ran my finger over my smooth head and sobbed into the sink. I turned on the faucet and let the tears fall. I let out a scream. I growled and kicked the bathroom stall. I kicked it over and over and screamed some more. I sobbed and I heard feet clapping into the bathroom.
I fell to my knees and sobbed as the person gasped and picked me up. I could feel the person grab my stuff and take me to some room. The person set me in a chair and rubbed my back as he/she waited for me to calm down.
I struggled to calm down but I managed. I opened my eyes and wiped away the tears. I held out my hand for my beanie which the person placed in my hand. I looked at the person through my blurred eyes and saw short blonde hair and warm brown eyes.
"Hey it's okay." A warm girlish voice broke it's way through my tears. My vision cleared and before me I could see Quinn.
"Quinn? Why are you here?" She laughed and smiled weakly.
"Yeah, Kinda the least person you expected wasn't it?" I nodded my eyebrows scrunched in confusion.
"When I was little my cousin, my best friend, had leukemia. She was not strong enough to survive. I lost my best friend so when I saw you I knew you needed a friend." I started to protest that I had Kurt.
"Yeah I know you love Kurt and all that, but you need a friend that you don't want to hide anything from." I felt confused.
"My cousin kept a lot of her pain from me. She told only her doctors. She knew it wouldn't hurt them as much. You don't want to hurt Kurt and I understand that. I want you to be able to tell someone thing, so I'm here, for you." I enveloped Quinn in a hug, so happy that she would tell me that and offer to be my friend. She returned the hug and I stood, as did she and we linked arms and she lead me out of the glee club room.
~~~FTC~~~
I entered the Glee Club room once more but this time after school, for the actual club. Quinn smiled at me and patted the seat beside her. I returned her loving smile and eagerly sat down next to her. I could feel the stares at Quinn and I but I couldn't bring myself to care, I had a true friend and that's what I would focus on.
Kurt walked in and saw me sitting with Quinn. He raised an eyebrow but sat close to me anyways, grabbing a hold of my hand. Mr. Shue walked in a few minutes late, eager to write the assignment on the board. He grabbed the white erase board marker and wrote in big letters "Secrets" on the pale white board. I fought to keep a laugh inside. Perfect.
~~~FTC~~~
Back home it was as interesting as ever, for today I invited Quinn instead of Kurt to my home. We walked up to the hot pink colored door, courtesy of Dad, and I raise a key to the brass lock. I turned my head to look at Quinn.
"Are you sure your ready?" Quinn raised an eyebrow.
"I've been through childbirth, I'm ready for anything." I laughed and turned the key in the lock at opened the door.
I called out, "I'm home!" like Calvin always did before Hobbes tackled him. I heard the clumping of stairs and the huffing and puffing of breadthe.
"You've got siblings?" Quinn referring to the running down the stairs.
"Unfortunately, No." Quinn frowned in confusion. That is until my dad jumped the last three steps and came running toward me. He tripped and fell flat on his face. Quinn rushed to help him but I stopped her shaking my head. He jumped back up and took the form of a ninja for a moment the run toward me and stopped a millimeter from my face. My dad was only a few inches taller than me, so he looked me right in the eyes.
"How was your day, 'Oh son of mine?" I answered him with my usual line of 'Fine.' He seemed to finally take notice of Quinn. He gathered a wide grin and stroked her hair. If she didn't know he was my dad I bet she would have jumped back or kicked him in the groin, she just stared. He bent down and looked deep in her eyes.
"You have nice eyes. People who have nice eyes are nice people." He said it without exception. I suppose he knew that for fact. I sighed, he knew a lot of things. He probably was right. Quinn gave him a weak smile and a nervous laugh. She glance at me and mouthed 'What's going on?' I mouthed back 'I'll explain.' She nodded.
"We'll be in the basement, dad." He just smiled and nodded.
And walked away saying, "I wonder where I put the custard pies?" I lead Quinn through the sea of rooms, down to my basement. Our basement was fairly nice, home theater in a back room and then an art section/ family room and finally a small storage room where all of our junk goes. I heard Quinn gasp from behind me. I laughed and let her to the family room.
"This place is bitchin'!" Quinn said as she threw her bag on a couch. I raised and eyebrow at her.
"This is a whole different Quinn from what I've been told." She waved her hand dismissively.
"I gave up the whole good girl Christian act with my pregnancy. I still act that way around school in order to keep up my High Bitch In Control status. I only show the real me around my friends." She smiled at me and I smiled back. I clapped my hands and grinned.
"Wanna watch a movie?" I smirked. She nodded.
"What do you wanna watch?"
"Guest's choose." I motioned to the theater room where our DVDs lived. She walked in and gasped again.
"Holy shit! This place really is bitchin'." I laughed and followed her in.
~~~FTC~~~
We laid back on the comforters with drink and movie theater popcorn in hand and the movie started. The previews came and went and we talked during them.
"I love the previews, sometimes their more entertaining than the movie, well not Terminator but you get the idea." Quinn said as she threw a fistful of popcorn in her mouth. Blaine nodded feeling at home with Quinn.
"I think I'm learning to appreciate the small things in life." Quinn turned to look at Blaine.
"Like what?" She could see Blaine's face lit up by the movie. It shown.
"Like putting your hand in a sack full of grain or smelling the coffee bean in a coffee shop. Eating moist fruit, tasting things. My taste is lacking, an unfortunate side effect from chemo. I had to put no butter on this ' cause it might affect something." Blaine explain. Quinn smiled turning her head back to the screen, just beginning to appreciate life a bit more.
A/N: I surprisingly ship Quiane friendship. I think they would be epic friends. Feel free to subscribe and I hope you enjoyed this and be sure to leave your review below!
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