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Chapter Two

Will stood there, glaring at Shelby for a long minute before storming off down the hallway. And they called Rachel a drama queen. Shelby could only guessed he was going to Principal Figgins. She had never been happier that her being hired provided so much money for the school. Figgins loved her, and right now that was what she needed. Shelby didn't have any illusions as to who Figgins would side with on most matters between them and that would be Will.

Shelby felt the door handle beneath her hand (just another way to stop Will from opening the door) start to move. She quickly turned around and took a step back. When the door opened, Brittany poked her head out.

"Um, Sanny wants to talk to you."

Brittany stepped out into the hallway and held the door open for Shelby. The door closed with Brittany on the other side and Shelby heard faint footsteps leading away from her office.

"Where's Brittany going?"

Santana shrugged, her face turned away from Shelby. "I asked her to get something for me."

Shelby stood awkwardly by the door until Santana turned and gave her a weird look. Her eyes were red and puffy, but she was mostly composed. Shelby was impressed.

"You can sit down you know. It's your office."

"Right." Shelby sat on the chair opposite Santana. She noticed the box of tissues and chocolate were now sitting next to Santana, both of them used.

"Are you feeling better now, Santana?"

Santana shrugged again. "I guess so. I … uh, wanted to thank you."

Shelby smiled at Santana. "You're welcome. Can I ask what for, exactly?"

Santana looked away again. She was very clearly uncomfortable.

"This school is a joke. Most of the teachers here can't spell their own names, let alone teach and Figgins is so concerned about his budget that he thinks 'affordable renovations' use cardboard. But most people forget that this is a public school in the middle of nowhere, that no one cares about and all the principals have been just like Figgins."

Shelby had no idea where Santana was going, but she sat silently and waited.

"The walls in this school are paper thin, and if there's no one else around, you can hear what other people say." Santana gestured towards the door. "So, thanks. For standing up for me against Mr. Schue."

Shelby smiled again. She didn't know how, but Santana had made this whole conversation really, really awkward. She ducked her head to try and catch Santana's eyes, but Santana still wouldn't look at her. It took a few minutes before Santana looked up, but when she did, Shelby spoke.

"You're welcome, Santana. And if you find, in the future, that you need help, you can come to me. I can't promise that I can fix everything, but I can try. If you want to talk to me about what happened with Finn, I'll listen."

Santana looked away again, but let out a small, humorless laugh. "At least you're honest, but I don't really want to talk about it right now."

"To you, I'll try my hardest to be. I haven't always been so … truthful with my intentions."

"I know. I was there for the whole Jesse St. Dickhead thing."

Shelby considered protesting to Santana's language, but if she was being honest to herself, it was a pretty accurate description of Jesse. The boy could sing, but Shelby had almost always found it hard to stomach his attitude.

"It wasn't my proudest moment."

"Making out with Schuester was probably worse."

Shelby grimaced. "Yes, but do I even want to know how you know that?"

"Sue."

"Ah. That woman is … interesting, to say the least."

Santana smirked, but didn't say anything. The silence between them was broken when Brittany came back. She sat down next to Santana and handed the other girl a tape before pulling Santana into a loose hug. Santana held the tape out to Shelby.

"Finn said some stuff, and someone overheard, and now everyone's going to find out. And I … I still don't want to talk about it."

Shelby took the tape from Santana.

"Is there anything else I should know?"

"Yeah, Sue will want that back by tomorrow."

"Okay, now why don't you two go home?"

Brittany pulled Santana up, and they made there way out of the office. Thankfully the mash off had taken place after school, and no one was around to witness the Head Cheerleader's break down. Shelby was sure that would have created a scandle.

Shelby walked to one of the cupboards that lined the wall and opened it, revealing a TV, a DVD player and a VCR. She slipped the tape in and pressed play. The video was barely even a minute long. After it ended, Shelby sat in silence. That little bastard. No wonder Santana slapped him. And who the hell is 'The Sauce'?

Shelby ejected the tape and exited her office. A short walk down the hallway later and she knocked on Sue's office door.

"Come in."

Shelby did as she was told.

"Sue, Santana said you'd want this back."

Sue took the tape and placed it on her desk. "So?"

"That's just wrong."

Sue nodded and gestured for Shelby to take a seat. "Yes it is. I know you arts people. You're going to try and help Santana, and for once, I'm actually going to let one of you people do that. At first I thought William may be the best for it, seeing as both he and Santana have the lesbian in common. What with his lesbian hair, and her patronage at the Sapphic temple of Brittany Pierce, but really, Santana has both better fashion sense and style than William. He also idolizes the freakishly tall man-child, so someone else should probably step in where William would normally attempt, and I might add fail spectacularly, to actually help. If you're going to help Santana, don't fail. It's better to not try than to fail. A lesson I wish William had learnt long before he made his band of loser and I lost my top Cheerios to them."

Sue sighed heavily. "They'll never be the same, and I spent so much effort molding them into the perfect worker drones to their Queen Bee. That's me, by the way."

Sue stood up and walked around her desk so she could lean on it and looked down at Shelby. She took off her glasses and held them in one hand.

"William will have Figgins and the rest of Lima behind him no matter what. He's the most average, middle class, white male you could ever find and everyone will want to believe that he's right, because that will make them right."

Shelby Corcoran - 1

William Schuester – 1

Sue grinned evilly. "But, if you do well by my head cheerleader, you'll have me by your side. And I happen to have blackmail material on almost every teacher, and all of the members on the School Board. I also know that Santana has blackmail material on William and his pet marmoset. You should ask her about it. It's disgusting."

Shelby grinned at Sue. "So, we're in this together?"

"That's what I said, Idina."

"Then I guess we'd better start planning."

No matter how useful Figgins was in McKinley, Sue was far more influential, and she was equally as influential outside of the school thanks to 'Sue's Corner'.

Shelby didn't really understand where the nickname 'Idina' came from though. She knew who Idina Menzel was, of course, and agreed that they did look shockingly similar, but it was Sue. For a woman who hated the arts, she sure seemed to know a lot about them. But Shelby wasn't going to complain. At least the nickname wasn't offensive.

Shelby Corcoran - 2

William Schuester – 1

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