Junior Year, Lima, Ohio

Quinn strutted down the hallway, her head held high, Cheerios uniform in place. The crowd parted like the Red Sea. She didn't even spare a second glance at Rachel Berry who was currently being trapped by slushie carrying jocks. She had asked the jocks to do so. She was the Head cheerleader now, not a bottom feeder like Rachel.

"What the hell Quinn!" Santana's face was red with anger.

Quinn ignored her friend.

"Get off your high horse Fabray."

Quinn turned around.

"That's right, you think you're untouchable just because you're Head Cheerleader now? I think someone better put you back into your place." With that Santana swung her left arm, the palm of her hand connected with Quinn's face.

"Did you just slap me!"

"You bet I did! I would do it again!"

"Bitch!" Quinn pushed Santana into the lockers, they both collided with a loud crash. The metal dug into Santana's shoulders.

Santana grabbed Quinn's ponytail and tugged, forcing Quinn's head to follow. She slammed Quinn's body into the lockers.

Quinn breathed heavily and pushed Santana off her. She caught a glimpse of Santana's intense dark eyes, her pupils were fully dilated. Quinn suddenly felt her body blazing.

"What the hell is up with you, Q!"

"I know you're just jealous of me, San."

"Oh bitch please, why would I be jealous of you?"

"What's up with you and Britts by the way?"

Quinn knew she'd touched a nerve. Rule number one in Santana's Rulebook was never insult Brittany.

Santana growled and flung Quinn to the floor. She noticed Quinn's breathing was erratic, her pupils blown. The floor was cold and hard.

"What the hell is going on!" Mr Schuester parted the crowd an made his way over to Quinn. Quinn got up and Mr Schue had to hold her back. She screamed and struggled to get to Santana.

"Come back here and finish what you started bitch!"

Santana simply shot her a smirk, turned around and began walking away.

"I'll see you tonight, Quinn."

As Santana rounded the corner, she shook her head and thought to herself.

"We shouldn't keep fighting like this..."

But she knew the alternaltive was way out of question...especially for Quinn and Santana had Brittany.

Santana knew Quinn would be pissed tonight.


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