AN: So this is the result of ultimate boredom on a Friday night at home. Hope you enjoy. Oh and don't forget to review at the end. Both compliments and flames will be appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Glee or Glee itself. Nothing belongs to me but Charlie Munro
Rumor
Chapter 1
Rachel Berry and Charlie Munro
Quinn Fabray was the head bitch in charge of William McKinley High School. And what the head bitch wants, the head bitch gets. What Quinn wanted the most right now was Rachel Barbara Berry. If you knew anything about Quinn Fabray you'd think that this was the end of the world.
You see, Quinn and Rachel aren't exactly the closest of friends. As a matter of fact Quinn used to hate Rachel with a burning passion. But now she wants her with a burning passion. No one really knows when the transition happened, not even Quinn. She just seemed to cross the thin line between love and hate at some point in time and everything just snapped.
She started staring at Rachel talking to Rachel more often, hearing only Rachel's voice during Glee rehearsals and staring at her oh so exposed legs due to her attraction to wearing miniskirts and knee high socks to school. There'd been moments wherein she'd stare and bite her lower lip in desire until Santana would slap her back into reality. Literally. Quinn's pretty sure her cheek would bruise from all of Santana's painful wake up calls.
Right now she was staring again. Seated at a cafeteria table with Santana and Brittany, looking across the cafeteria and right at Rachel. She was laughing with Tina and Artie and Quinn couldn't help but smile. She's sure Rachel looked back at her at some point, but just for a moment.
"Quinn. Fabray. Quinn. Quinn. Quinn! Damn it Tubbers wake up!" followed by a smack to the face. Quinn winced at the sting left by Santana's right palm.
"Shit Santana! Why can't you just nudge me like a normal person?" Quinn said rubbing her now red cheek.
"It's not my fault you keep drooling over RuPaul! You and your fuckin' obsession is disgusting." The Latina replied while crossing her arms.
"Aww, come on S. You used to give me eyes like that all the time and look where we are now." Brittany butted in, playing with Santana's hair.
Quinn stared at her two friends with envy. They weren't exactly dating but they were definitely more than just friends. They've been screwing each other, constantly. And Quinn was jealous of what they had. She just scoffed at their fuck buddy relationship and looked back at Rachel's general direction. Quinn sighed, the well spoken diva was gone and she turned back to face her friends.
"You should just tell her already Q. I'm sure Rachel likes you back and would be more than willing to be your girlfriend." Brittany said letting go of Santana's hair and holding Quinn's hand for comfort.
"How can you possibly know that B? I don't even know if she's..."
"Gay? She has two gay dads Quinn. I'm sure she's open to dating girls." Santana said like it was a matter of fact.
The blonde ex-cheerio scoffed at her Latina friend for being so confident about her theories when she had no proof whatsoever. Brittany suddenly had a knowing excited look and whispered something into Santana's ear. The Latina suddenly has an evil smirk plastered on her face and Quinn can't help but feel a little bit nervous at their exchange.
"What is she telling you?" Quinn asks right before Brittany pulls away from Santana's ear.
"We are gonna start a rumor Q." Brittany informs her. Quinn's eyebrow arches in confusion and Brittany just giggles at her.
"What B is trying to say is that we're gonna start a rumor about you liking RuPaul. That way we can fish for her reaction without actually telling her anything. Got it?" Santana explains.
Quinn's eyes widen in realization and she grins at their Dutch blonde friend. It was a great idea and she's amazed since this sort of thing almost never comes from Brittany.
"Brittany you are a genius!" Quinn says getting up and hugging Brittany from across the table. Brittany laughs at how cute Quinn was being and just mutters a thank you before breaking free from the hug.
"So when are you guys gonna initiate the plan?" Quinn asks her two friends. Santana just smirks at her and shows her cell phone's screen that read "Message Sent!"
"We already started." She says simply. Brittany nods afterwards and shows her phone that read the same thing on the screen. Quinn squeaks because she's partially nervous because that meant more people would know about her sexuality and partially excited because she wanted to know what Rachel thought. She decided that she's just excited, who cares about what the kids of WMHS thought? They're just a bunch of Lima Losers anyway.
The following day, the results of Santana and Brittany's texts are extremely obvious. Every student Quinn passed by would see her then whisper things that no one could hear then just stare at her until she was out of eyeshot.
She finds her two cheerio friends and they greet her with triumphant grins. Quinn just smiles back and shrugs when a well know lesbian student from their school smiles at her.
"Looks like Brit and I's texts worked. A whole lot of people think you've gone bisexual and soon enough Man Hands will find out too. Judging by how she talks to Kurt and Mercedes, it won't be long 'til the plan goes into full motion." Santana says before closing her locker doors.
Brittany starts excitedly clapping and beams at her fellow blonde friend. Quinn laughs at her silly antics and opens her own locker to get ready for her first class.
She can't believe how much reactions she's gotten all day. A bunch of smug looks from guys who are just as perverted as Puck, a few disgusted looks from girls, and a lot of kind looks from WMHS' most know lesbian as previously mentioned. Her name was Charlotte Munro, better known as Charlie. She was originally from the UK until she moved to Lima, Ohio with her parents and started going to McKinley. When she first came to McKinley, no one would've guessed that she was a lesbian. She had long dark red hair and dark gray eyes. She dressed in skirts, baby tees, cardigans and skinny jeans and actually wore make up. She was far from a stereotypical 'dyke' as the guys it. Now in her Senior year, she was pretty used to it. She was actually a very girly, happy go lucky British girl.
Charlie was very open about her sexuality and not everyone accepted this. Of course a lot of girls grew nervous around her while guys just ignored her, or worse; gave her slushy facials. Until she fought back one day and poor Karofsky never knew what hit him. Apparently she was a serious cricket player and all that training was her source of power.
She approached Quinn before English class hoping to be able to talk to her. Luckily their teacher was late today and Quinn came to class early. When Charlie walked into the room Quinn was already seated, scribbling something into her notebook. She smirked and walked across the room and stood next to Quinn's desk, looking down at her.
"'Ello!" Charlie greeted cheerfully towards Quinn. Quinn didn't even look up from her notebook and continued scribbling. The British student's eyes furrowed at this, she'd never been ignored before. She huffed and repeated her greeting. Still nothing. She sighed and then smiled before trying a different approach.
"You're Quinn Fabray right? Head Bitch in Charge for the sophomores?" She asked trying to sound like she wasn't sure as much as she could. The blonde ex-cheerio then looked up at her and closed her notes before smiling and nodding.
"Well I'm Charlotte Munro. You can call me Charlie." The brit said introducing herself and holding her hand out.
Quinn just smiled and shook her hand to be polite before opening her notebook again, planning to scribble even more. Charlie looked at the seat next to Quinn seeing that there were things in it but no person. She grabbed the bags placed on the desk and placed it a few steps away and on the floor. She sat down and faced Quinn before beginning small talk.
"So is it true?" Charlie asked curiously. She really needed a confirmation about the texts from Santana and Brittany that spread through McKinley like a virus. Quinn looked up from her notes again and arched an eyebrow at the redhead.
"What're you talking about?" She asked.
"Oh come on, you mean to tell me that you're not aware about the rumors going around about you?"
"Oh. That. Uh…" Quinn lengthened her thinking noise, trying to kill time and maybe Charlie's curiosity.
Karofsky then walked into the scene and saw his duffel bag and backpack on the floor. He flared his nostrils and glared right at Charlie. He stomped towards her and towered over the girl who was currently seated on his desk.
"Get out of my seat, dyke." Karofsky said threateningly. Charlie merely snickered and shook her head at him, completely unfazed. The football brute's fists clenched before he grabbed the British girl by the collar of her plaid blouse and lifted her to be at his eye level.
"I said get out of my seat!" he repeated, his horrible breath seeping into Charlie's sense. She coughed at the stench before spitting into his face. This caused the bully to drop her immediately and yell in surprise. He started swiping her spit off of his eyes but he wasn't able to regain sight quickly enough. His temporary blindness gave Charlie enough time to grab him by the shoulders and knee him right in the crotch.
He screamed loudly, his voice going high as he did so. He immediately held onto his damaged goods and fell to the floor in fetal position. The whole class laughed at the scene, seeing Karofsky's face covered in saliva, holding onto his crotch like it was for his dear life. Charlie just straightened her collar and looked back at Quinn whose jaw was dropped the whole time.
She smirked at Quinn before sending her a wink which made the blonde turn pink and look away from the confident red head. Just then their English teacher walked in and gasped at the sight of the football player on the floor who was now tearing up and still groaning.
"I'm gonna get you for this Munro!" Karofsky shouted before getting up and wiping his eyes with his football jacket's sleeve. He was still walking strangely and the English teacher asked for him to go to the nurse's office and demanded that Charlie head straight to Figgin's office.
"I guess I'll see you at lunch Quinn. It was nice talking with you." The red head said while gathering her belongings.
Charlie then walked away from Quinn and out the room. Quinn on the other hand was still shocked at everything that had just happened. Since when was Charlie Munro interested in her? She couldn't tell if she should be flattered or freaked out. Flattered because it was Charlie Munro, a really hot British red head and freaked out because it was Charlie Munro who was known for being one of the most stubborn people known.
After English class, Quinn walked to her locker relieved to see Santana there. She tapped the Latina's shoulder and looked at her nervously.
"Hey, Fabray. What's up? You have Chem with me next." The brunette said.
"I think Charlie Munro likes me." Quinn replied. The Latina just stared at her with a raised eyebrow and then laughed.
"You mean you didn't know?" Santana said before adjusting her bag's strap. Quinn's mouth gaped again as she slapped her frenemy's arm.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?" she loudly and angrily asked. Santana yelped at the unexpected slap and glared at the blonde. She hit her back then pointed at her warningly before Quinn could retaliate with another hit.
"I thought it was obvious. Dios Mio, you really are blind. She's been staring at you for ages. And It's not like it matters anyway. You're way too hung up on Treasure Trail anyway." Santana explained.
"But still! She makes a very viable plan B. In case you know, Rachel isn't an option for plan A." Quinn answered. Santana smirked at her then started walking towards Chemistry class with the blonde.
"Looks like someone has the hots for Munro. Well now you know, and have someone to fall back on in case Berry crushes you. Which I'm still sure she won't."
Quinn just nodded at her Santana and contemplated things as she continued her way to the Lab. Things were a lot more confusing with Charlie in the picture. Quinn likes Rachel. Charlie likes Quinn. Quinn is sorta has the hots for Charlie. She still wants Rachel Barbara Berry more, but maybe Charlie Munro could change her mind.
AN: Well that's the end of Chapter 1. I don't really know how long this fic is going to be but I don't think it's going further than 3 Chapters. But who knows, fate has its way of changing things. Please review!