A/n: Sorry it's so short so tired!
If you went to McKinley high school, you would know Quinn Fabray, or have a vague idea of whom she was. She was the head cheerleader, blonde and quite obsessive. Not that many people knew that last part though. She dated the quarter back Finn Hudson. He had the IQ of a chipped tooth, and even the tooth would win in a game of tic tac toe. But he was just an accessory to the murder that was popularity. Quinn stood by her locker, her hazel eyes questioning her locker contents, was it what a popular would have? She had a mental list, lipstick? Check, Scrunchi? Check, Teen magazine? Check. Perfect, she could see out the corner of her eye her unfortunately dumb boyfriend. He smiled at her as he leaned against his own locker a couple down from the blonde's.
"Hey cutie." He said with a smug smile. Quinn scowled, she hated that nickname.
"Hey, Finn. Does my make up look ok?" She asked, not realizing Finn knew to always yes. He did just that and Quinn smiled. Suddenly a familiar brunette walked past. Rachel Berry.
If you went to McKinley, you probably wouldn't know whom Rachel Berry was. She was the exact opposite Quinn. Rachel was a Brunette, singer and completely at the bottom. But when Glee club started, she joined, and so did Quinn, Finn and others. Quinn did it because she was a spy for the evil Sue, but that's for another story. Quinn glared at Rachel, as her usual taunting ways showed. Finn frowned at her unfriendliness, but ignored it.
"HEY BLONDY!" A familiar voice yelled at the cheerio. Quinn turned to see her Latina friend Santana, locking pinkies with her other friend Brittany the ditz. Quinn left Finn to talk to her friends. Santana and Brittany were the only things that helped her popularity she actually was truthful about. She liked them.
"We know something you don't know!" Britt teased smiling and standing on her tippey toes.
"Man-Hands likes what you claimed." The Latina said.
"Huh?" The blond asked, sometimes she didn't understand her friend's ramblings.
"ugh, Rachel likes Finn!" Santana yelled, she hated having to repeat herself. Quinn twisted her face up. She didn't really care for Finn, but she did care about being on top. The ditz stopped smiling and turned Santana, "You like me right?" She asked. Santana got mad, "We talked about this Britt!"
Quinn ignored this and ran down the hall the direction she saw Rachel go down.
Quinn caught up to Rachel in the bathroom. She yelled at everyone to get out, and they did. Quinn smiled at the amount of power she had. She got up real close to Rachel's face.
"listen half a midget! Stay the hay-ell away from my boy, or I'll high kick your face in!" Quinn didn't know what hit her. this always happened when someone questioned her superiority. Last year a girl said she could do a cart wheel better than her and she ended up in the hospital. Rachel stared up at the cheerio and then looked down at her feet.
"I-I don't know wh-what your talking about, Quinn. So I may have some feelings for Finn, but I wont date him." The short brunette was on the verge of tears from the blond's yelling. Quinn stepped back and started circling the prey.
"That's right. You know Berry, you're smarter than you let on. A dummy would stand up to me." Quinn said, leaving Rachel to cry alone.
That day in glee club, Quinn sat next to Finn as Rachel sat on Finn's other side. Quinn glared at the over acheiver and Rachel just looked away. Mr. S went on and on about something about life lessons or homophobia or something. But the head cheerio was to good for this. She though about rachel. She stared at her, pretending to hate her guts. But she was really wondering was Would Rachel look good in a cat suit. Quinn hoped not because then Finn might go to her or something. Suddenly Rachel and Finn got up in front of the class.
"we prepared a little duet!" Rachel blurted, not letting Finn talk. She suddenly thrusted Finn into the duet. Quinn didn't listen and just brooded in her seat. That jerk! how could she sing with my boyfriend? I'll get her!. Quinn continued to act as though whatever horribely good song they sung, was a piece of last weeks garbage. When the music stopped and Finn and Rachel sat back down Quinn glared at Finn and Rachel had a triumphant smile. Rachel thought, That'll teach you to mess with Rachel the future star!
Quinn could sense the triumph in the brunette's eyes. After glee she pushed the girl in the wall. "No, you are not gonna over power me! Finn is mine. Can you spell that half-pint? M-I-N-E! That's right. I'm blond, beautiful and the head cheerio! You are just the gum people scrape off their shoes!" Quinn walked away, But the brunette couldn't move. She was so paralyzed by fear she didn't even notice that Santana walked past her smiling.