Never asked to feel your halo (Faberry)

36: Cold To The Core.

As much as she just wanted to hide, Quinn sat at her usual lunch table because the appearance of normalcy was now more important than ever.

Puck leered at her, which she ignored. Finn looked annoyed with her, even after she'd given him a kiss hello, so she ignored him too.

Brittany asked, "So what was it like?"

Quinn rolled her eyes and took a bite of her leafy, dressing-free salad.

Santana wasn't there yet, thank you God, and none of the other jocks or Cheerios at the table paid her any more attention than usual. With any luck this rumor was still confined to Glee Club.

"Quinn? What was it like?" Brittany asked again. "Does she kiss like a boy or a girl or . . . I suppose if you're both at the same time you can choose which one you want to kiss like. So which was it?"

"It never happened, Britt. So I wouldn't know."

Her friend was confused. "Then why did you tell everyone that it did?"

"I didn't! I don't know who started the rumor."

Except it was clearly Santana, but maybe not calling her out on it would take some of her enjoyment away.

"But you did." Now Brittany was really confused. "I got your text after gym."

This didn't sound good. "What text?"

"The text we received in Wood-shop," Puck said, he was still leering.

"But I didn't . . ."

"This isn't cool, Quinn," Finn suddenly erupted. "Lying about her like that. I kinda hoped that you wanted to talk about her yesterday because you were going to give her a chance. If I'd known you were just going to use what I said to hurt her some more I wouldn't have told you anything."

"You wanted to talk about Berry, huh?" Seriously, if she wasn't using so much energy to keep her own face neutral she'd be wiping that disgusting leer from Puck's. "Are you sure it was all one-sided?"

"There was nothing to be one-sided and I didn't send any of you a text. I've been hurling in the nurses office for the last hour, the last thing I was thinking about was how to start malicious rumors about Stubbles!"

"Was it stubbly?" Brittany asked.

"Yes you did!" Finn angrily thrust his phone in her face.

She took it and read the message. OMG! I've tried to be a good Christian about this but I can't keep it to myself any longer, it's way too juicy. RuPaul tried to kiss me in the girls bathroom at lunch yesterday! Like she was literally all over me! I knew she had a massive crush on me but, guys, it was hilarious. She wanted me so bad it was like nothing was going to stop her. I only just got away! lol.

The noise in the cafeteria dulled, like there was something fuzzy in her ears and the red and white uniforms around her were suddenly too bright, too sharply in focus. She was going to be sick.

"I didn't send this."

"Of course you did," Finn snapped.

Her head shook, so did her hands and her bottom lip. "I didn't."

"But it came from your phone, Q," Brittany said.

"No it didn't." She scrolled down to the message ID anyway and there was her name and number along with the time the text had been sent.

"Give me your phone," she demanded of Brittany.

As soon as it was handed over Quinn found the same message. Her details were at the bottom of that one too. She handed it back with fumbly hands as Puck slid his across the table to her. Same message and same details.