A/N: Okay, so this story is just something that popped into my head for some bizarre reason. Basically the New Diections and the Warblers are in some kind of rivalry, don't expect me to update this too often since I have another story that I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ABOUT! Don't worry, the next chapt for that story is currently in progress. But this story has three chapters already written. Oh and Sebastian was in the Warblers in Season 2 in this story.
Lima Park was always were they met, even if it was unintentional. The Newfor some Directions and The Warblers always met here and it almost always ended in a fight. Of course, not everybody in the groups cared about the other team; they don't see the need to fight. This was especially true within the Warblers, in fact, only eight Warblers dared get involved in these petty fights. In the New Directions everybody got involved, it was just that some cared less than the others.
At the current moment in Lima Park, Rachel Berry was with her fellow Glee Clubber Santana Lopez, and three Warblers, Wes Montgomery, David Jones and Nick Duval. The fight was just heating up and Santana looked about ready to punch Wes. Rachel was already attacking Nick.
"YOU'RE A JERK NICK DUVAL!"
"AND YOU'RE A BITCH!"
"OH I'M A BITCH AM I?"
"YEAH! YOU'RE A BITCH!"
Rachel lunged at him and soon the two were swinging hits at each other. That started off Santana and Wes and David was just yelling insults.
Santana punched Wes square in the nose and the five teens heard the unmistakable, agonizing crack of his nose breaking. He fell to the floor clutching his nose and Nick swiped blood off his mouth and dropped to his knees to calm him down. Santana was laughing manically still shooting insults at him, whilst Rachel walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.
"San, calm down!"
"Don't touch me hobbit!" screamed Santana, and Rachel looked at her, her big brown eyes filled with shock, hurt and pain, Santana had promised never to call her that ever again. "Rach, I didn't-"
"Don't bother," Rachel interrupted, her voice just a whisper. She stormed away from Santana, leaving the Latino in the park with the three Warblers.
Santana and Rachel became friends a month ago. The two called a truce when they realized just how alike they were but Santana guessed it was over at that point. Rachel wouldn't talk to her again. Santana felt the tears welling up in her eyes, apart from Brittany, Rachel was the only proper friend she had, and she had just blown the friendship. Not wanting the boys to see her tears, Santana stalked out of the park.
Nick and David exchanged a confused glance and both voiced the same question, "What was that about?" We just groaned in response and the two boys quickly picked Wes up and dragged him to the hospital
*GLEE!*
At school the next day, Principal Figgins' voice came over the speaker during Rachel's English class, "Miss Rachel Berry and Santana Lopez are to come to my office, immediately," Mrs. Burniz raised an eyebrow at Rachel as the class "oooooooh"ed and she tilted her head as if to say 'get out' Rachel stood up and speed walked out of the room, avoiding the looks the class were shooting her.
As she walked down the hallway, she didn't really have anything to think about, she knew why she was going to the office. It was because of the fight last night, it was the fifth one that week. Principal Figgins had warned the Glee club that another offence would have consequences.
And sure enough, when Rachel turned the corner, not only did she see Principal Figgins and Santana but she also saw an angry Mr. Shue, shocked Miss Pillsbury, haughty Coach Sylvester, angry Beiste, eight slightly confused Warblers and a calm stranger, whom Rachel assumed was the Headmaster of Dalton, with slicked grey hair and an extremely expensive looking suit.
"Ah, Miss Berry, come in," Principal Figgins said gravely gesturing to the seat beside Santana, "Sit," and Rachel sat. "As you probably know, Miss Berry, Miss Lopez, you are here due to Miss Lopez breaking Mr. Montgomery's nose last night." Rachel ducked her head remembering what Santana had called her the night before.
"YOU WHAT?!" yelled Mr. Shue, his face had turned bright red, "Santana! What if he pressed charges?"
Santana shrunk down in her chair, actually scared of Mr. Shue, much to Rachel's surprise.
"Calm down Mr. Shuester!" Mr. Figgins spoke calmly to Mr. Shue, then looked back at the girls, "As it stands neither you, or the boys, are going to be punished," The girls gave each other a relieved smile, "However, the New Directions and the Warblers involved in the various fights that have been going on will be sent on a trip to try and get you to get along with each other,"
"WHAT?" exclaimed the ten students
"No exceptions, this has gone for far too long! Now if you would follow Mr. Shue and Miss Pillsbury into the choir room, where you will be told the details of your trip,"
For a few moments the ten students sat in silence, until they realized that they actually had to follow Mr. Shue and Miss Pillsbury out, as the men had already left, they filed out of the door, heads down in shame, Coach Sylvester and Coach Beiste following them out. English was Rachel's last class of the day, and it had probably been over for a good five minutes. That meant that the Glee Club would be in the choir room waiting for them.
Santana gulped before walking into the choir room last, and for good reason too, since as soon as she walked into the room, her little sister Millie Lopez, who was practically Santana just a year younger with lighter, longer and frizzier hair and without the cheerios uniform, and her best friend Brittany Pierce.
"What the HELL were you doing in the principal's office?"
"Do you realize how much trouble you'll be in if Mom finds out?"
"Did you really punch him?"
"And Break his nose?"
"I hope you did!"
"GUYS!" Santana yelped out pulling them over to their usual chairs, "Just shut up for a sec, will ya?"
"Why?" The two girls questioned immediately.
"Because" Said Santana simply.
"Okay!" Mr. Shue shouted over the confused teens in both New Directions and the Warblers, "Kids, Principal Figgins and Headmaster Dalton are not happy with you guys and all of us agree that you guys need to stop fighting! And so, we have decided that you will all get time off school," there was a chorus of cheers and 'Yes!' "To bond and get to know each other!"
"Oh HELL to the NAH, Mr. Shue!"
"Yeah, what she said!"
"It really doesn't make senseā¦"
"This is SO unfair!"
"WHY GOD WHY!"
"Seriously, it doesn't make sense?"
"What is life!"
"FUCK NO!"
"We're all gonna die!"
"My life is a lie!"
"May God save us all,"
"This is CHILD CRUELTY!"
"Shut Up!" yelled Mr. Shue, "You have no choice in the matter! We already contacted your parents and they have ALL given us permission for you to live in a hotel for two weeks!"
"TWO WEEKS!?"
"Two weeks," said Mr. Shue.
"Ah, hell!" said Millie exasperatedly.
