Steppin Out On Love ch. 1
Quinn's POV
Walking McKinley High in my red and white Cheerios uniform gives me this sense of rush and power because everyone scrambles over themselves to get out of the way when they see the uniform as Santana would call it 'outfit of power' which makes perfect sense. With the uniform comes along with a power, awe and jealousy over others as for me as the Head Cheerio, I have more power over others but at least it's hard to tell when others wants to be around you for your popularity or cause they want to truly be around you.
I walked to my locker to find Santana leaning against the locker next to mine with a hard frown on her face as I walked over towards her to see that she's glaring down the hall at Brittany who's talking to Artie and I instantly knew what was going on with my second-in-command. It was obvious that the raven haired Cheerio hasn't gotten over the fact that the blonde dancer had chosen the wheelchair bound boy over her and she wasn't taking it well.
I feel for my friend I really do and I care about her deeply but she needs to get over it and move on because glaring at everything that move isn't healthy. I wish that there was a way for to get over this without losing her friendship with Brittany because she deserves to have someone that cares about her and break down those walls that she has surrounding her heart but I know that those walls are up for a reason.
"If you keep that up, your face is gonna stick like that but that probably be an improvement on your part" I said smirking.
"Shut the fuck up, Fabray" Santana said glaring at me.
"Just saying, Lopez" I said shrugging my shoulders.
"It's not fair. How could she chose him over me? It's totes ridiculous, I mean I'm way hotter than Wheelz and both my legs work" Santana said frowning.
"Cry me a river, Lopez. I got better things to do than listen to your pity party" I said opening my locker.
"Bitch please, I believe that when I see it. You spent the whole summer reading inside" Santana said rolling her eyes.
"Better than partying and getting drunk with Puckerman and not remember nothing the next morning"
"God, you're such a stick in the mud. I swear that you need to get laid"
I snorted slightly because I know that no one in this school is going to sleep when once they find out about my secret and I'll be damned if anyone finds out. I gather my textbooks before closing my lockers, heading to my AP Literature course with Santana getting in step with me and yes, I know that it's a little early to be heading to class but it's better than dealing with everyone in the hallway. On the way to class, we pass by the choir room before hearing raised, muffled voices from the other side of the closed door with one being definitely female and the other male.
I looked into the glass window in the door to see that's Rachel and Finn as he hovers over her with his face all red and I could see the vein throbbing on the side of his neck from here. Gross, I can't believe that I dated him in sophomore year. The petite singer looks afraid as the quarterback takes a step towards her before trapping her between his huge body and the piano and before I knew what was going on, I found myself inside the choir room. I pull Finn away from Rachel with my HBIC glare firmly in place as he looks at me with a confused constipated look on his face as he tries to figure me out.
"What are you doing here, Quinn? This doesn't concern you" Finn said glaring at me hard.
"Like hell it does. Picking on girls half your size now, Finn. Can't you tell that she's freaking afraid of you" I said crossing my arms.
"Rachel's not afraid of me. Unlike you, I wouldn't hurt her" Finn said looking me up and down.
"Fuckin open those Jolly Green Giant eyes of yours. She's shaking, you idiot" Santana said standing next to me.
Finn turns his attention to Rachel with a puppy dog look as he takes a step towards as she takes a step back with the two of us blocking his path. I don't know why the hell I'm protecting the singer since I can barely stand her but not even her deserves to be manhandled by some stupid jock that doesn't understand the meaning of no.
"Rachel, please get back together with me" Finn pleads.
"I told you Finn, that I have no interest in pursuing a romantic relationship with you" Rachel said shaking her head.
"You heard her so step off" Santana said glaring at Finn.
Finn frowns before kicking over a chair as he storms out of the room as I roll my eyes at his melodramatic exit but this is typical of him that it doesn't surprise me. I turn to see Rachel relax a little but she's still visibly shaking with her hand over her heart as she looks up at with this doe eyed expression that I just want to take in my arms and make everything better for her. What the hell? Since when did I care how RuPaul feels? This is weird. Santana looks at me with a raised eyebrow and I know that she's wondering the same thing.
"Thank you Quinn, Santana for stepping in when you did. I don't know what Finn would done if you hadn't arrived" Rachel said smiling slightly.
"Whatever Hobbit, not like I care but what was that about anyways?" Santana asked putting her hand on her hip.
"I broke with Finn over the summer because he was getting a little too handsy and I wasn't ready to take the next step in our relationship. He didn't take it very well and has been trying to get back together ever since" Rachel said sighing.
"Has he ever to hurt you, Rachel?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"No but there have been times that I thought that he was going to but nothing has happen yet. Thank you again girl" Rachel said smiling.
"Whatever, don't expect us to protect you all the time" Santana said crossing her arms.
"Right" Rachel nods.
She shifts from one foot to the other before looking at the both of us with a nervous look on her face before hesitantly walking over towards me before wrapping her arms around my waist as her body molds against my own as the scent of the beach wafts in. The singer pulls back a little before placing a peck on my cheek, sending a small tingling sensation through my body before doing the same to Santana and couldn't help but miss her warmth as she grabs her bag, leaving us alone in the room.
"What was that about?" Santana asked turning her attention to me.
"What was what about?"
"Helping out Berry" Santana said confused.
"I don't know. I just… reacted" I said not understanding myself. "Whatever but the next time you want to react, leave me the hell out of it"
"You didn't have to come in with me. I could've handle the situation myself" I said rolling my eyes.
"Like hell you could" Santana said rolling her eyes.
The bell rings as I head to AP Literature and Santana to Forensics but I couldn't focus on anything but that kiss that Rachel that gave me in the choir room because I don't understand why it's effecting me like this. I get that she's grateful that San and I stepped in when we did but why would hug and kiss us like that since we've never done anything nice for her since we started high school. We've tortured her and made her a social pariah and yet the way that she looked at us made me… made me feel things that I never felt with any of the guys that I have dated.
Like I could be more than what I am but that couldn't be right, right? What is with me today? Today is just plain weird. The rest of the day was a blur of classes, Finn glaring at me every chance he gets and Rachel smiling at me a little before ducking her eyes under her bangs. I just gotta get through Glee then I get out of here. I walked into the choir room to find it empty with the exception of Rachel sitting at the piano, playing a small melody on the ivory keys, unaware of my presence as a few of the Gleeks walk inside.
I take a seat in the front row as Santana walks in and sits two chairs over with a dishearten look on her face as it feels like something happened while I wasn't around then Brittany comes in with a sad look on her face with Artie. Instantly I knew that something happen between those two and it didn't very well then Finn walks in as Rachel looks to find a seat away from him as there was only two seat available with one of them being next to me.
I reached out and pull on her wrist, making her sit in between me and the raven haired Cheerio as she looks at me with a confused look and I'm sure that some of the Gleeks are looking at me oddly as well or they would have if I hadn't glared at them to mid their own business. The diva smiles a little but doesn't say anything as it was another ten minutes before Schuster walks into the room before asking if anyone has a song that they wanted to sing and the quarterback's hand instantly shot up. I shake my head as he makes an idiot of himself, serenading a love song to Rachel who looked really uncomfortable with the unwanted attention as the raven haired Cheerio starts making booing noises.
"Santana, that was rude to Finn" Schuster said frowning.
"What's rude is making someone uncomfortable by singing a love song that has no interest in getting back together with you" I said rolling my eyes.
"Rachel does want to get back together. We're endgame" Finn said frowning.
"Oh shut your ass up and get a clue. She ain't interested" Santana said annoyed.
"Why the hell do the two of you care so much? You have done nothing but been a couple of bitches to her since forever" Finn said crossing his arms.
"That may be true but no one deserves to sit through that much torture not even her" I said shaking her head.
"Okay, calm down you three, I'm ending Glee until next time so think of something for the set list for Sectionals" Schuster said leaving us to our own devices.
I shake my head at the man because we all know that he's not gonna have the set list until the very last minute and expect us to pull a win out of our asses again. How the hell is this guy? I will never know.
"I thought that you weren't trouble me anymore?" Rachel asked looking at the both of us.
"I wasn't helping you. I just hate when idiots can't fuckin take a goddamn hint" Santana scoffs.
"Sure whatever you say, Santana" Rachel giggles. "I will you ladies another day"
I'm never gonna understand this girl but whatever. I grab my backpack before making way to the parking lot and into my car as I make my way home to find Mom passed out on the couch, holding a bottle of liquor like it's a teddy bear.
I scoff to myself because this is a daily occurrence in this house as I shake my head at the woman that is supposed to be my mother and hope that she wakes up soon there's gonna be hell to pay if Dad finds her like this with no dinner on the table. From the outside, it looks the picture perfect family and that's the image that Dad projects to everyone so no one will gets suspicious or notice that this family is anything but perfect.
Actually it's barely being hold together by a string as nobody knows what goes on this house but it will be worse for everyone if the things in this house discovered so I have to be extra careful and be the daughter that I'm expected to be but it get so lonely. This place is very lonely and cold.
Santana's POV
This totally fuckin sucks like fuckin hell. I can't believe that I poured my heart to her just to have it mangled and thrown back in my face like trash. She couldn't leave him because she didn't want to hurt me but what the fuck about him. I sighed to myself as I pulled up into the driveway and parking my cherry red Audi R8 before parking and heading inside to find the house completely empty but a note on the frig.
Santana,
I'm gonna be for two weeks for conference in Columbus so you're on your own for awhile and I'm gonna put some money in your money for food. Please don't tear up the house this time
Love Mami
Of course she's leaving again. She's always gone. Why come home at all? I balled up the note, throwing it on the floor as I grab a bottle of vodka as I walk to my room to drink away my problems since there's nothing else to do and maybe invite Puck over. Least I would be getting some action.
Me: You busy tonight?
Puck: No, what's up my Latin Princess.
Me: Mom's out for a conference and I'm horny as fuck.
Puck: Be there in 10
~Nicole The Dragon Rider signing off.
End of ch. 1