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if there's any spelling errors please correct me lols, im crap at it and there's no way in hell any of my friends would proof-read for me lols. apart from like one but i'm not gonna bother her.

delilah sat in the choir room by artie and quinn, santana by quinn's side, the girls being the closest for a while, apart from in cheerio practise when they were in the pyramid together. "anyway, i wanted to say something to you guys, i was a little disappointed at how you were all so willing to take the bus to get to sectionals and make artie drive by himself with his dad," mr schue said and artie smiled. "the only person who stuck up for him was delilah, and that was a hard thing to do," he said. "we're a team, guys, we're in this glee club together,"

"artie doesn't care, his dad drives him everywhere," mercedes said and delilah looked at artie, urging him to speak up ." i do care, it kind of hurt my feelings," he said, sticking up for himself. "we didn't think you would take it personally," rachel said, of course he would, if someone said something like that to delilah she'd be pretty pissed.

"well, you're irritating most of the time, but don't take that personally," he snapped back and delilah stifled a laugh. rachel was her friend, you don't laugh at your friend. "i don't know if you guys really understand how much harder artie has to work just to keep up," he said. and delilah nodded in agreement, every time she breaks a bone and is on crutches it's so hard, or when she fractured her wrist and ankle and was in a wheelchair.

"we're riding to sectionals together, or we're not going at all, and to pay for the bus, we're having a bake sale," he said as everybody mumbled in annoyance, delilah elbowing quinn and mouthing an aggressive 'shut up'.

mr schue then explained how they were going to go in wheelchairs and do a wheelchair number for sectionals before everyone left. "lilah," a certain brunette said, grabbing her wrist. "get off her, lopez," quinn said shoving her into the door, "you've caused enough shit," she snapped as sanatana looked at the blonde, desperatley wanting to talk to delilah but knowing she'll get no where by fighting quinn back.

"q," delilah sighed as quinn back off and protectivley grabbed delilah's hand. "don't say anything that's gonna make shit worse for my delilah because i swear-" she said before delilah squeezed her hand, hard, making the blonde shut up. "i know you want to raise money for artie," she stumbled over her words, slightly annoyed at how the blonde had so much power over her. "so maybe we could make some cakes together," she said, nervously.

delilah mulled over it for a while before nodding, "quinn can come if she wants too," santana said, knowing the girl better than almost everyone and sensing her uncomfortableness. "please,"delilah said, catching the hurt on santana's face. she missed when delilah wasn't scared to talk around her, this was the delilah that everyone else got, not her delilah. "thanks lilahs, i'll see you later," she said, smiling.

"you sure, because if i have to sleep in your bed because you're up crying i'll kill her," quinn said, "but i'm here if you do," she said quickly, not wanting delilah to think she couldn't have her best friend with her.

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"i didn't even know we had an home ec room," puck said, walking in on the three girls baking cupcakes for the bakesale. "what's this, you're tagging along on lopez and delilah's date, third wheel much?" he laughed. "ingredients, for cupcakes, for artie's bake sale," delilah said, quietly, cracking an egg into the bowl that santana was mixing, smiling at the latina. there was still some tension but it was easing, slowly.

"what's this?" delilah heard quinn say, trying to look over at the pair before seeing some money being forced in and out of their hands. "bet you can't throw this on puck's head," santana dared and delilah looked up. "can," she mumbled as santana grabbed her hand, lingering there for a second, missing having holding her hand and placed the egg in it. "go on then," she whispered as the whole room was quiet.

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