Ch.1: Here We Go Again
Quinn's P.O.V.
"Quinn, honey you're going to be late for school". Ugh my mother should just stuff it. I don't want to get out of this bed let alone go all the way to that mental asylum they call McKinley High.
Sure, I should want to go to school. I'm the head cheerleader of the Cheerios (who thought up that awful name), I'm pretty, and my boyfriend is the star quarterback of the football team. I practically run the school. Girls would kill to have my life. There is one sour note though. I'm in the school's Glee Club, I really don't know why I joined but my popularity is plummeting by the second. Plus, there's that one person that always pops into my mind uninvited. Rachel Berry.
Rachel and I are polar opposites. She's a social outcast with horrible fashion sense (who wears knee high socks anymore?) and she has no love life whatsoever. Although, there is one area that Rachel trumps me in. Singing. My voice is soft and pretty, while hers is bold, strong, gentle, and beautiful all at once. Rachel wants to make it to Broadway someday and although I would never tell her this, she has the potential. Ugh why am I thinking about Rachel Berry again? She hates me anyway. I don't blame her. I can be a real bitch sometimes, and she's been the target of my anger for a while now. *sigh* " Coming mom" Wow my Cheerio uniform is starting to get a little tight. I must've eaten too many chocolate covered pretzels. I can't seem to get enough of them these days. Huh. Weird. "Bye sweetie have a good day at school" Yeah mom it will be a good day if I don't see Rachel Berry. " Sure thing mom. Love you" Now onto the most dreadful place on earth.
Rachel's P.O.V.
" Don't stop believin' hold on to that feelin'. Street light pe-o-ple! Don't stop believin' hold on to that feelin'. Street light pe-o-ple! Don't Stop!
That song is such a great way to start a day
" Rachel could you turn that down".
Ugh they don't understand the message of the song. "Sure Dad". I should ask Mr. Shue if we could sing it at Regionals. That is, if we make it that far. Glee Club was the one part of the day that I looked forward to. All that changed the day Quinn Fabray walked in.
I've always envied and despised that girl. Seriously her life is totally unfair. She's gorgeous, her boyfriend's the star quarterback, she's the head cheerleader, and her nose is perfect! It's just horrible. And it's been worse since she joined the Glee Club with Santana and Brittany. Glee Club was supposed to be all mine but then came along perfect Ms. Fabray to fuck it up. Couldn't she just leave one dream of mine alone? I know I'm not beautiful, I don't have a quarterback boyfriend, and I couldn't cheer if my life depended on it. Singing and performing are all I have left. *sigh* Time to go to that hell hole they call school
*1 hour later*
Quinn's P.O.V.
" Hey Quinn wait up!" ugh don't people understand I don't want to talk to anyone in the morning. I looked up from my iPod. The face staring back at me belonged to Noah Puckerman. Great. Just the person I want to spend my time talking to.