Brittany Pierce was a person not to be messed with. Throughout freshman year of High school she was a model student. Never late for classes, star pupil and not to forget she was also the most talented singer and dancer at McKinley. Brittany Pierce was a nerd. A nerd in Glee club who spent most of freshman year with her head down the toilet and daily slushies threw in her face from almost everyone in the school. After summer Brittany had completely changed. Thanks to regular boxing and self-defence classes, she had turned from being the school nerd, to the school badass.

On the first day of sophomore year Brittany was slushied by former football captain, Dave Karofsky. Making an example of the new person she was, Brittany attacked Dave and injured him that much he was in a coma for three days. Students of McKinley were left stunned and horrified by what they had just witnessed by the lockers. The students were so scared to tell the police who was behind the attack; Brittany had gotten away with it. After that day, nothing was ever the same.

Now Brittany Pierce is a senior. She walked through the halls of McKinley in her usual attire, black leather jacket with dark skinny jeans. A white V neck t-shirt and her long blonde hair slapped back into a ponytail.

"Guess what" Brittany whispered in the ear of a short girl wearing a grey plaid skirt and a jumper with a horse on. "You've finally come to your senses and stopped taking drugs?!" The brunette replied in a chipper voice.

Brittany looked around at the passing students giving death glares to anyone who dared look her in the eyes. She shifted her attention back to the short girl who still had a wide smile plastered on her face. "Rachel seriously, why would anyone want to stop getting high all the time? This school is fucking torture to be in, how could I possibly get through the day without some crack?" Rachel shook her head before turning and walking away.

"Where the hell are you going Rach?"

"Anywhere away from you. As much as I would love to hear about whose boyfriend you managed to have intercourse with last night, I have to get to class."

"But the bell hasn't even rang yet." Brittany followed Rachel down the corridor until they reached room 23. Rachel stopped at the doorway and turned to face Brittany.

"Okay, what do you want to tell me?" Rachel patiently stood looking up at Brittany waiting for a reply.

"Mr Rivers totally has the hots for me. I saw him checking out my ass as I walked across the car park! He so wants to get in my pants." Rachel opened and closed her mouth a few times choosing her next words carefully.

"Brittany... Mr Rivers is a happily married man with two children, I'm quite sure he doesn't want to jeopardize his marriage and career for you." Brittany's face was blank; she was considering what the brunette had told her before replying.

"Coach Digby was married but that didn't stop him from getting in my pants. Ah, just thinking about that day in the boy's locker room when he bent me over..." Before Brittany could continue Rachel raised her hand and interrupted. "Brittany! Can you hear what you are saying?! Rachel shouted startling the blonde. She took a deep breath before lowering her voice and continuing. "Coach Digby regretted what he did with you so much he ended up quitting his job and leaving Ohio. It's one thing getting involved with someone's boyfriend, but it's completely something else getting involved with a married man who also happens to be a teacher. Brittany if you got caught, that man would have been a sex offender since you were only 17 at the time. Nothing good will ever come out of a teacher student relationship, remember that." Rachel gave a weak smiled before entering the empty classroom.

Brittany leaned against the door frame and watched Rachel take a seat at the front of the class. "Well I'm going under the bleachers for a quick fix, see you at lunch?" Rachel quickly raised her eyebrows.

"You're meant to be on your way to Spanish Brittany."

"Whattttt, I never go to that stupid class, besides Mrs Johnson is totally cool with me skipping class, she never asks where I am." Brittany watched as Rachel folded her arms and smiled mischievously.

"Mrs Johnson no longer works here, she retired the other week. The new Spanish teacher starts today and from what Mr Schuester told me on Friday, she's strict and won't put up with disobedient students. And for once, the Spanish teacher is actually Spanish." Rachel chuckled as she watched Brittany's face change.

"Is she hot?" Brittany questioned.

"Not sure but she's one of the youngest teachers at this school, she's under thirty so she's so not your type."

"Har har har." Brittany said sarcastically. "What's her name anyways?"

"Miss Lopez."