lots of Faberry
Memories and songs in Italics
In a girl's bathroom in Belleville Middle School, a little blonde girl with big brown eyes, cried relentlessly while she rocked herself in the bathroom's floor. The girl was only 13, but she had already suffered a fair share of bullying in her life, mostly due to her "stupidity", unless that's what their bullies always told her. Her vision was completely blurry due to the constant tears on her eyes, so she failed to notice a body of another girl sitting right next to her.
"Why are you crying?" the new blonde next to the crying girl spoke with a soft and concerned voice.
"Lucy!" said the startled blonde with a small jump. "How did you find me?"
"You didn't come to meet me at lunch as I ask you to. I got worried so I came looking for you." The other blonde was chubby, wear braces and glasses, and had a heavy sprout of acne all over her face and chest, but she had gentle hazel eyes and a caring smile that made the other blonde to stop crying at once. "What happened?"
"Why are you so good to me? I'm an idiot; you should not hang around with me. I don't know why you want to be friends with me."
"I should be the one to decide that."
"But not even your friend likes me. She hates me..."
"Nonsense. Santana is just very protective Brit, I'm pretty sure she will get to love you even more than she likes me," stated Lucy Fabray with a sweet smile drawn upon her lips.
"But... I'm stupid." Britanny started to cry again, but the other blonde stopped her with a stern look.
"You are not stupid Brit. Do not say that ever again." Lucy cupped her face between her hands and made her look right into her in the eyes.
"But...everybody thinks so."
"They don't know what they are talking about. You are not stupid!" Lucy insisted. She did not want Britanny to believe that she was stupid.
"I am! I never understand anything in classes! I'm not smart enough!"
"That does not make you stupid Brit; that just means that you are not that smart in some areas."
"What do you mean?" Britanny asked sitting in the floor to face Lucy with curiosity.
"Everybody is smart in their own way. There are many kinds of smart Brit. Some people are smart in arts, other are smart in math, or emotions. You just have to find your kind of smart. The fact that you are not smart in some things does not make you an idiot or stupid." Lucy explanation surprised Britanny, she have always considered herself stupid because everybody call her that, but Lucy was intelligent and was saying that she wasn't, that alone make her doubt about her own believes and made a small smile to creep slowly between her lips.
"Really?"
"Yes, really. You are not stupid; never let anyone else make you believe otherwise. You are smart, I know you are."
Britanny woke up in the middle of her new dorm in MIT. As soon as she recollected her dream, a grin was plastered in her face. She jumped out of her bed excitedly and reached to grab her cell phone before dialing a certain blonde's cell number. She waited eagerly; unfortunately, the call went directly to voicemail. "Hi, Quinn is me, Brit. Today is my first day here in MIT, and I just had a dream about you, so I wanted to call you. Remember when we first met, and you told me that everybody is smart in their own way... you were right from the very beginning. I am smart! I guess that this makes you super smart because you were the first one that noticed that I was smart, right? And, I never thought about it, but I guess you were right as well about Santana je je. Call me back when you get this. Love you, Quinn!" Britanny hung off the phone and smiled happily at it. She jumped in the bed and screamed at the top of her lungs "SMART WORLD HERE I GO!"
