Diclaimer: I don't own Glee nor the characters, they rightfully belong to Fox and Ryan Murphy.
Quinn was in the glee club sitting next to Santana as usual. They were waiting on Mr. Schuester's arrival and since Brittany started to go out with Artie, she took the blonde's old seat in order to keep Santana some company. She might have had her troubles with the Latina, but she knew that no matter what, she could always count on her and vice versa.
She took on her surroundings and noticed Brittany sitting contently on Artie's lap, giggling at something he whispered on her ear. Santana looked like she wanted to rip his head off.
"You know, for someone who said that sex is not dating you seem extremely jealous." Quinn said with a smirk on her face.
"Well for someone who supposedly hates RuPaul, you seem extremely stalkerish." whispered Santana, loud enough for only Quinn to hear.
Quinn rolled her eyes "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Oh please, don't think I don't notice all the eye sexing," Santana sneered. "And what's with calling her Rachel?"
"Well that's her name. Where is Berry anyways?" She asked changing the subject. Except from Mr. Schue, the little diva was the only glee member missing and that was really unusual given that she was always the first one to arrive.
"She probably decided to put us all out of our misery and jumped off a bridge." She smirked at the blonde.
Something inside Quinn snapped and she roughly grabbed Santana by her cheerios jacket "Do not ever fucking say that again, you hear me? It's not funny."
Santana was taken aback by the fury and fear she saw in the blonde's eyes. There was definitely something weird going on between manhands and the blonde, but she couldn't exactly put her finger on it. For a couple of weeks now she has noticed Quinn's attitude change towards the diva. She stopped calling her names and resorted to Berry or Rachel. They weren't exactly friends as they barely spoke to each other but something was different.
"Geez, don't get your panties in a bunch, I was only joking." Santana said once the blonde released her from her grip.
"Do you see me laughing?" She hissed at the Latina as she got comfortable again in her chair.
Truth to be told, she was worried about Rachael. She had seen the hurt in the girl's eyes when Santana said that nobody liked her enough to include her in the team secrets. Since then and all the break up drama with Finn, the diva hasn't been herself. She barely sang anymore, giving away all her solos and of course Mercedes wasn't complaining as she was usually the one who received them. She always looks so tired with dark circles around her eyes, and the worst of all, she barely speaks anymore. Rachel not speaking is like Coach Sylvester without her track suites, they go hand in hand. She was actually starting to miss the diva's countless ramblings even if she won't admit it out loud.
She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the door open. Rachel Berry walked in and everyone got quiet, expecting her to go in a full babble about Regionals and how much they needed to practice in order to win. Everyone except Quinn got matching confusing looks on their faces as Rachel sat down as far away from the team as possible, not saying a word.
Mr. Schuester walked in a minute later mumbling his apologies for being late. He then noticed everyone glancing at Rachel; some glances were those of confusion, others of boredom and a couple of worry.
"What's wrong guys?" asked Mr. Schue.
"Rachel is broken. Someone please fix her, she is not talking and is weird" replied Brittany, who was staring at Rachel from her spot on Artie's shoulder.
Schuester sighed and turned to address Rachel. "Is this another one of your protests? Because we already talked about this and I won't tolerate this kind of behavior anymore, we are a team Rachel and your attitude is not helping anything." He said, raising his voice a little.
"Oh come on Rachel, don't be so dramatic. The world isn't gonna end because you are not given all the solos. Stop being so selfish for once." Mercedes butted in as Sam nodded in agreement and the rest looked bored, well all except Quinn, who didn't take her eyes off Rachel during the whole exchange.
She noticed the girl's hands slightly shaking and her face becoming paler every passing minute. She stood up and made her way toward the girl.
"Berry are you okay?" She asked softly once she reached the diva.
"She is probably being all dramatic because Finn dumped her" Said Tina from her spot next to Mike, who was staring at the ceiling. Finn looked briefly at Rachel, giving her a disappointed look before looking away.
Quinn started to get pissed again. "SHUT UP!" She barked at them, glaring at Mercedes and Tina specifically.
"I'm taking Rachel to the restroom Mr. Schu, she looks sick." She stated glaring at him and grabbing Rachel's forearm lifting her into a standing position. Dizzy from the sudden change of position, Rachel started to fall forward. "Whoa! Easy tiger, come on let's get you to the bathroom." She said as she tightened her grip around the girls waist, Rachel was leaning completely against her.
Mr. Schuester and Mercedes had the decency of looking a bit guilty after they jumped into conclusions about Rachel's behavior "Santana, go help Quinn with Rachel." He said in a tone that left no room for discussion.
Santana rolled her eyes but stood up and followed cheerleader and the diva out of the door. She was also interested in finding out what exactly was happening between the cheerio and the little diva.