As she stuffed her books into her locker and got out the things she needed for her next period, Quinn Fabray looked down the hall, suddenly interested in what all the whistling was about. What she saw made the extra appendage between her legs twitch and come to life in her jeans. Walking down the hallway of William McKinley High School was none other than Rachel Berry, the recently appointed captain of the cheerios. Also one of the biggest bitches this school has ever seen, but Quinn just couldn't resist her. She shook her head quickly and returned to thinking about what she needed for her next period, English, which she shared with Rachel and her two hench-bitches, Santana Lopez and Brittney Pierce. Luckily, Quinn also shared it with her best friend, Kurt Hummel.
"Hey nine point five!" Kurt's voice came up from behind Quinn, causing her to roll her eyes and turn to him.
"Will you keep it down?" she said as she hugged him.
"Girl please, you should be proud, you're hung lower than most of the guys in this school!" he said, giving her a wink.
"You're an idiot you know that right?" she said sarcastically.
"Come on, we don't want to be late for English, otherwise you won't get a seat in the back and can't stare at a certain short brunette cheerio that you like so much." Kurt said teasingly.
"Shut up." Quinn said, looking away and biting her lip.
"Girl you've got it bad!" Kurt said shaking his head at her.
"Okay I love you but you seriously need to shut up!" the blonde said, shoving her friend playfully in the shoulder.
"Speak of the devil, act natural." Kurt said, opening his notebook and pretending to look at it. Quinn looked over her shoulder and saw Rachel and her friends walking their way. She turned and looked into her locker before Rachel made eye contact. The bell rang and they made their way to class, sitting in the back as usual to avoid the aggravating paper balls being thrown at them.
The three cheerios sat in the front of the class next to each other, despite that, they still chatted aimlessly.
"So when are you going to grow a lady pair and ask Hudson out?" Santana said to Rachel, who was copying notes from the board. She rolled her eyes at her friend.
"San, I'm working on it, chill, I only just got Head Cheerio, and he only just got the Quarterback position." She argued with her friend.
"That's exactly my point girl, you two are made for each other, and it's like, an unwritten rule!" Santana said, leaning back into her seat. "You're both royalty!"
"Oh yeah? And who are you dating from the football team exactly?" Rachel poked at her friend.
"I already gots my sights locked on Puckerman." Santana shrugged.
"Ugh that manwhore?" Rachel rolled her eyes again. "You do know he thinks we should have sex just because we're both Jewish right?"
"Girl, everyone wants to get a piece of that ass, so I wouldn't blame him for making up a lame ass excuse like that, he was probably too busy looking at the twins over there to even think." Santana said, gesturing to Rachel's breasts. "I mean, even I would find a way to get into your pants if I could"
Rachel raised an eye brow at her friend.
"I'm just saying, you're hot, which means you can get anyone from this school, guy or girl." The Latina said.
"Whatever, I'll ask him out when I'm ready." Rachel shrugged and went back to writing her notes.
"Unless of course he asks you out first." Santana said with a shrug. She looked over to the blonde girl sitting on the other seat next to Rachel. "Yo, Brits!"
"Yeah San?" the blonde responded, leaning back in her chair to look at Santana from behind Rachel.
"Why are you so quiet?" The Latina asked.
"I'm worried, lord tubbington isn't talking to me, I think he's mad at me and I don't know why." The blonde said, a genuinely sad look on her face. The Latina couldn't help but smile at her friend.
"I'm sure he's just in a bad mood." Santana assured her friend, reaching over and giving her shoulder a little rub before turning her attention back to her teacher who was now pretending to understand what every little thing in the poem they had just read meant. Half an hour passed and the teacher was now explaining their newest assignment to them.
"Now class, for this year's major literature project I want you to pair up with someone and make a presentation on popular themes of poems and mutual metaphors for that theme." The teacher explained, getting weird looks from her students. Mutters started going around instantaneously, having people agree on who their partners were going to be.
"Now now, hold your horses," the teacher said, raising her arms to shush the class. "You won't be choosing your partners out of your friends, I took the liberty of splitting the class, half of the class's names are written on the papers in this bowl, the other half will pick out a name and that person will be your partner. Your partner will then pick out a theme from this bowl and that is the theme you will work on."
The students groaned and grumbled about their teacher's decision. And she started going to each student whose name wasn't in the bowl to pick out their partner. She went to the back first, skipping Quinn and going straight to Kurt who picked out his partner, who in turn picked out their theme. Luckily he was paired with Tina Cohen Chang, one of their friends from glee club. The names were read out loud as well as the themes; Quinn zoned out and barely noticed that it was Rachel's turn. The brunette dug her hand through the now small amount of strips of paper and pulled one out.
"Who's your partner Rachel?" The teacher asked.
"Quinn Fabray." Rachel read out, letting out a sigh.
"Okay, Quinn, would you please pick out your theme?" she said, walking over to Quinn and handing her the second bowl. She put her hand into it and picked out the first paper that came into contact.
"Love." Quinn read out loud from the paper, staring blankly at it. The first sound that registered to her mind was Kurt's chuckle which he tried to suppress. She took a deep breath and watched her teacher walk over to Brittney as she kicked her best friend from under the table.
"Ow!" he whispered loudly.
"I hate you." Quinn whispered back as Brittney and Santana celebrated over the fact that they were partners.
"I'm sorry but the irony, my God!" Kurt said as he laughed silently, throwing himself back in his seat. Quinn rolled her eyes and let out another deep breath.
"You are so going to hell." Quinn chuckled.
"After this assignment? I'll meet you there!" Kurt said, still laughing as the bell rang, signaling that it was lunch period. Quinn walked over to her locker to stuff her things into her locker and head to the cafeteria. She was so invested in placing her things in order that she jumped when she heard someone talking to her from her side.
"Okay Fabray listen up." Rachel said as she leaned against the locker next to Quinn, causing her to jump.
"Whoa!" Quinn said, looking to her side suddenly.
"Will you calm down, I swear I'm not going to slushy you, I come in peace." Rachel said.
"You scared the living crap out of me." Quinn said in her defense, causing Rachel to roll her eyes.
"Whatever, listen, I need to keep my grades up if I'm looking at a three year long career of being Head cheerleader." Rachel said. "So just keep that in mind when you're working on our project, kay?"
"Whoa, what do you mean when I'm working on our project?" Quinn asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I mean you're the one who's doing this project, isn't English kind of your thing?" Rachel asked, looking at Quinn as if it were crazy for her to think otherwise.
"First of all, a lot of things are 'my thing' I tend to like to keep a good grade point average which will eventually get me into a good school." Quinn said, enticing another eye roll from Rachel. "Second of all, I will not be doing anything for this project because we are partners for this assignment which means the both of us are going to work on it."
"You can't be serious." Rachel said.
"In fact I am, dead serious!" Quinn said, closing her locker with an annoyed slam. "You're head of the cheerios which means team work is supposed to be your forte, so we'll organize and split up the work evenly, then bring it together to make a presentation worthy of an A+"
"Great, so then we'll never have to talk to each other again." Rachel said with a shrug. It was Quinn's turn to roll her eyes.
"Fine." Quinn said with a smile, turning around and walking away from the head cheerleader. She walked to the cafeteria as fast as possible and met up with Kurt who was sitting with Tina, giggling over something.
"Hey guys." She said as she sat down next to Kurt.
"Hey Quinn." Tina said with a smile.
"What are you two giggling about?" Quinn asked, taking a sip from her vitamin water.
"Just wondering what Mr. Schue will give us for an assignment this week." Kurt said, taking a bite out of his sandwich.
"Oh, God please let it be anything but love songs." Quinn said, throwing her head back in desperation.
"Yeah seeing as you'll be getting enough love from Rachel Berry!" Kurt teased again.
"Ugh, that girl is hot, but she's the devil incarnated." Quinn said, picking at her salad furiously.
"Did something happen?" Tina asked.
"Just little miss Bitch Berry assuming I'll willingly do the assignment for both of us and still getting a good enough grade to not affect her reputation with that dinosaur of a coach." Quinn said, spitting as much venom in her words as possible.
"Whoa, girl, chill!" Kurt said, giving her shoulder a comforting squeeze. "Did you set her straight?"
"Hell yes!" Quinn said with her mouth full.
"Good." Tina said. "God I hate those cheerleaders, thinking they own everything and everyone in this school."
"The Jocks too." Kurt rolled his eyes at the group of oafs that passed them making as much noise as possible.
"Whatever, I can't wait for this day to be over so we can go to glee club and I can do something I actually enjoy." Quinn said, scooping up some more of her food into her mouth.
The day was going smoothly for Rachel, that is until she and Finn had Spanish class and got a test from the week before back.
"A D?!" Rachel said, appalled.
"I'm sorry Rachel but you're going to have to try harder." Mr. Schuster said with a shrug.
"This is going to kill my rep with coach Sylvester!" She said. "Mr. Schue there's got to be something you can do!"
"Yeah, coach Tenaka is going to kill me!" Finn said, looking at his teacher with pleading eyes. Mr. Schuster took a deep breath.
"Okay, there is one thing you can do that can allow me to add extra credit to your final grade." The Spanish teacher said.
"Anything!" Finn and Rachel said in unison.
"Join the glee club." Mr. Schuster stated.
