Okay guys, here's the next chapter! I'm sorry if this is late, I just had so much work from my College this week that I barely had time to write this. Not So Normal will probably be updated on Tuesday the latest, I promise.

Thank you guys so much for the reviews, I was shocked by how many of you liked this story tbh. One of you mentioned that I should change a few of my spellings from UK to American as I'm using 'Soccer' instead of 'Football' but I won't. Like I said in the first chapter, I'm only using Soccer so you don't get confused for when the characters start to talk about Football. Other than that, every word will either have the UK spelling or be a UK word. So I'm sorry if you don't like that.

I forgot to mention the pairings in this fic to you in the last chapter so here they are: Faberry is Endgame, Brittana will feature and it starts with Finchel. The Brotp's used are Quarite, Unholy Trinity and Quarite. You won't see much of Rachel's friendships as the narrative will be in Quinn's POV mainly.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any characters in the show.


Quinn walks through the school doors like a powerhouse. This is her school, every corner, every wall, every paint chip on the lockers. Everything is hers to rule. And the best part? Everyone knows it. She may not be the tallest or most buff student, but she is the scariest when she wants to be.

So when Quinn walks down the corridors with Santana and Brittany flanking her, the student body part like the red sea. All of them try to hurriedly move out the way, some falling to the ground in their haste.

Quinn suddenly stops though, her eyes surveying the crowd. Some students seem to be whispering and pointing at her, giggling or snickering as they do so

"Something's off" she says, glaring at the students who dare laugh her way.

"Q! Q!" Artie rolls his way through the crowd, stopping just in front of them.

Quinn smiles at her best friend. The 'Quartie' friendship did baffle many students at McKinley, why would the most popular kid at the school handguns with the loser in a wheelchair? The answer to this is that Artie had helped Quinn train in Soccer, helped her-along with the Berry Men- come to terms with her homosexuality and was by her side, holding her hand as she told her parents. Artie was Quibb's first friend in elementary school.

Whenever she thanks him for helping her, he brushes it off, saying he's repaying her for when she helped him. Quinn was there for Artie when he had his accident, helped home come to terms with his disability and she did the one thing that he'll forever repay her for.
She saved his life.

But we'll get to that later.

"What's up Artie?"

"You need to come to the girls soccer locker room" Quinn nods and immediately starts following Artie down the hallway.

As they come to the locker room, Quinn stops in her stride, her shoes squeaking against the flooring. A crowd of students are gathered outside the entrance, a few are giggling, some look on in shock.

She clears her throat, causing the crowd to part and allow her through. she stops short of the entrance, already spotting what was wrong.

From the furthest wall, to the closest, the entire locker room was covered in toilet paper. They had been tee-peed. Quinn's eyes zero in on a small post it note on her locker. Not wanting to risk walking in and being attacked by anything, she grabs the nearest kid and pushes them in.

"I can't be in here! I'm a guy!" The freshman kid squeaks out. Quinn just glares at him, watching as he gulps then walks over to her locker and grabs the note, passing it to her and running out of the room, shaking himself.

Quinn shakes her head at him and looks down at the note, her anger intensifying when she recognises the hand writing.

'This is just the start of it. Be prepared'

She crumples up the note and throws into the nearest bin, seething in anger. How the fuck did she get into the locker room? How did she get into the school!.

"Berry?" Santana asks, walking up next to Quinn. Quinn only nods stiffly, too angry to speak.

"You called?" The voice of the Devil speaks up, causing Quinn and Santana to spin round, coming face to face with Rachel, a few of her teammates and a sheepish looking Finn.

Quinn takes a deep breath and eyes the smaller girl. The brunette lifts a challenging eyebrow at her and cocks her hip, smirking as Quinn's eyes follow the movement before flickering back up to her own.

"How did you get in?"

"Well" Rachel clears her throat and leans into Finn's side "It helps to have a boyfriend who goes here"

"What in god's name-Miss Berry!" Roz walks through the crowd, having had peered into the room before spotting the two girls and hearing the exchange. She stands in front of her "Did you do this?"

Rachel fakes innocence "No, I was just about to offer my help to Quinn to help clean it" she says with a sickley sweet tone, putting on a fake smile.

Roz looks over her shoulder at Quinn and raises her eyebrow, unimpressed at Rachel's attempt to sweet talk her way out of this. Quinn shrugs but nods, silently answering Roz's question. Roz turns back to the smaller girl, her gaze going to Finn "Jolly giant, can you confirm that Miss Berry had nothing to do with this. Bearing in mind that if you lie, I'll make sure Coach Beast throws you off the team and that my girl's here" she nods her heads to Quinn, Santana and Brittany "Order slushy attack on you daily"

Finn pales at the thought of it and stutters out "R-Rachel and her team mate did it. She asked me to get her in" He winces in pain as Rachel nudges him harshly in the ribs "I'm sorry Babe but she threatened to have me slushied!"

Quinn's anger boils at the use of the pet name. Berry is far from a babe. More like a troll. Quinn runs her eyes over Rachel's outfit. An incredibly short skirt hangs just under her thighs matched with a blue tank and a black jacket-the colours of Vocal Adrenaline. God, her legs look so smooth and delicio- Quinn cuts her thought trace short upon feeling Santana nudge her. She looks up to see Roz raising an expectant eyebrow at her.

"I'm sorry Coach, can you repeat the question?"

Roz rolls her eyes "Girl you got to get your heads outta those clouds! I said, seeing as Miss Berry and her teams mates made this mess, they should clean it and you will monitor them. Is that okay?"

Quinn looks at Rachel and smirks, liking the idea of being able to boss Rach-Berry about-not in that way, just like-y'know-oh forget it. "It's more than okay coach"

"I'll also be contacting Coach Treadwell and in from her of your stunt. I expect she'll have a suitable punishment ready for you when you make your midget ass way back to your school" With that, Roz walks away, also clearing students out of the way and sending them to lessons.

Finn shrugs helplessly and walks off to his lesson. Quinn watches in delight as Rachel stares daggers into his back. Santana smirks at Rachel, purposely bumping into-sorry shoving-into her shoulder as she and Brittany walk past.

"Are you going to be alright Quinn?" Artie asks, looking up at Quinn in slight concern.

Quinn removes her eyes from Rachel and looks down at her friend "I'll be fine, go wheel your ass off to class" She says, giving his chair a slight push in the right direction. Artie waves at her and wheels down the hallway, leaving Rachel and her teammates with her in the hall.

"Dating robot's now Fabray? I thought you were gay" Rachel asks with a sneer, silently ordering her team into the room.

Quinn folds her arms together and smiles mockingly at her "Growing balls Berry? I thought you were a girl" her smile falls "In" she says, pointing to the room where Rachel's team is starting to gather up the toilet paper.


"Bye girls!" Quinn waves at them with a wink as Rachel and her team leave, angrily storming down the hallway.

Santana slides up next to her, Artie rolling beside her as they begin to walk down the hallway to Glee.

"How are we going to get them back? Egg their house? Put paint in their lockers, gas bombs?" Santana asks, getting more and more excited with each idea she comes up with.

Quinn only chuckles and shakes her head, walking into Glee club. She spots Puck tuning his guitar and walks over to him. Her shadow looms over him, causing the mohawked boy to look up. Upon spotting her, Puck smirks and places his guitar down, leaning back in his chair.

"What can I do for you Quinnie?" Puck asks, chuckling when Quinn glares at him.

"You're having a party this Friday right?"

"Yeah, to celebrate the start of Soccer season, why?"

"Tell Finn he can invite anyone he likes, including Rachel. I have something planned for her"

Puck scratches the back of his neck "Don't be too harsh on the girl okay Q?"

Quinn narrows her eyes at him dangerously "Why do you care?"

At the question, Puck feigns indifference and moves into a casual position "I don't. She seems alright I guess" he says with a shrug.

Quinn isn't convinced but just shrugs and makes her way over to the empty seat beside Artie, smiling and ruffling his hair as she sits down.

"Alright guys" Mr Schue says, walking into the choir room "Time to start thinking about Sectionals" he says with excitement.

Artie and Quinn look at each other and roll their eyes, hoping they don't fall asleep as Mr Schue lectures them.


"Ready to get your ass kicked Abrahams?" Quinn asks as she and Artie walk into her house, throwing her bag off to the side. She waits in the doorway as Artie wheels himself in and smiles, running over to her Xbox and setting up a game of Fifa.

Artie scoffs and takes the controller Quinn holds out to him "Girl, you know I'm going to whoop yo ass again"

Quinn laughs and sits down on the sofa "I let you win that game"

The brown haired boy only shakes his head "Time to settle this"

About thirty minutes into the game and the two teens start to get even more competitive. Quinn, playing as Chelsea, already has two goals where as Artie, playing as Manchester has one. Artie passes the ball to one of his characters, charging down the field, getting ready to score when out of nowhere, Quinn's blue character comes in and slide tackles him, sending him onto the ground.

"Yes!" Quinn shouts when the timer blows, signalling the end of the game. "In your face Artie!" Quinn says joyously.

Artie rolls his eyes "I went easy on you. Round two!"

"I'm sorry to cut this short, children" Judy says, walking into the lounge "But the Berry's are coming round for dinner soon so that will need to be turned off. You're more than welcome to stay Artie"

"Thanks Mrs J" Artie says, smiling at the women. Quinn watches her Mum leave the room before groaning and falling back onto the settee, placing her head into her hands.

"Fucking hell, I'm going to have to talk to her some more?" Quinn mutters to herself.

"You know, ya'll never told me why you two don't get on" Artie says, putting his controller onto the coffee table, wheeling himself up to the TV to turn it off before making his way next to Quinn.

Quinn sighs and lifts her head up, green eyes locking onto kind blue ones of Artie. She puffs out her cheeks for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts. She releases the air and blows a piece of hair out of her eyes before speaking.

"You and I both know that I have no clue" She gets up from the settee and starts to make her way into the kitchen, Artie rolling himself behind her.

"There must be some reason as to why you're at each other's throats"

Quinn smiles at Judy and picks up and Apple. She hopes up onto the island and takes a big bite out of it "Mmmph mmph mpmmpsh" she says around the piece of apple. She hisses when Judy hits her hand with a spoon, silently berating her for her manners. Artie chuckles at the exchange, patiently waiting for Quinn to finish eating.

"I dunno, one day we were best friends the next she stopped speaking to me. I didn't understand what had happened and then she started to be horrible, so I was horrible back" Quinn shrugs and takes another bite, a bit of the apples dribbling down her chin.

"What's this you're talking about?" Judy asks, spinning round with a pot full of pasta. Quinn scooches out of the way to allow Judy to empty it onto the plates.

"Why Rachel and Quinn hate each other" Artie says.

"Oh don't be so silly, they don't hate each other. They just haven't realised how much they-"

"Guess who I've got!" Russell sing songs into the house, interrupting Judy. He strolls into the kitchen, Hiram, Leroy and Rachel following him. He round the counter and places a big wet kiss onto Judy's lips, causing Quinn to scrunch up her nose and make a face at Artie, causing him to chuckle.

Russell moves away from Judy "Hey, now don't be like that kiddo" Russell says, moving to stand next to Quinn "Someday you're going to come home from work and want to great your wife in the same way"

Quinn shakes her head "That may be" she jumps off of the counter and throws her apple core into the bin "But it doesn't mean I enjoy my parents showing affection in my presence" She turns round to smile at Hiram and Leroy, giving them both individual hugs and saying hello to them.

"Don't worry about Quinn, Rachel does the same thing when Hiram and I kiss" Leroy says to Russell, walking over to Judy and placing a kiss on her cheek. "Mr Abrahams" Leroy says, upon seeing Artie sat next to Quinn "My, haven't you grown"

"I saw you last week Sir" Artie says, laughing.

Leroy waves his hand about "A lot can happen in a week my good man. And how many times do I have to say it, call me Leroy" he winks at Artie before moving to talk to Russell.

"Rachel darling you have yet to give me a hug!" Judy exclaims, manoeuvring her way through the kitchen towards Rachel who was silently watching Quinn and Hiram speak to each other.

She looks away from the blonde and her Dad, smiling at Judy and welcoming the hug Judy engulfs her in "Hello Judy" Rachel says, moving away from Judy once they break apart.

"We were just speaking about you" Judy says, gesturing to Quinn and Artie who both look on with a deer caught in head lights look on their faces.

Rachel raises an eyebrow, smirking over at Quinn "You were?"

"Yes yes-"

"Mum!" Quinn quickly interrupts "I think the sauce is ready"

Judy's eye widen comically and she rushes back to the oven "Oh yes, yes!" she takes the pot of sauce off of the stove and begins to pour it over the pasta "Don't worry Rachel, I have your vegan substitute right here!" Judy says, picking up a separate pan.

Rachel steps further into the room "Thank you very much. Here, let me help you" She takes the plates from Judy and starts to take them into the dining room, Russell and Leroy trailing behind her like dogs, eager to eat.

"Thank you dear. Quinn, take these please" She says handing a bowl to over to Quinn. Quinn rolls her eyes and takes it, walking into the dining room with Hiram, Judy and Artie following her.

"Bon appetite everyone!" Judy says as everyone takes their places.

"This should be fun" Artie whispers to Quinn, causing her to chuckle, secretly hoping that she can get away from the dinner without having to interact with Rachel.

...

This proved to be a difficult task as Rachel seemed to make it her mission to anger Quinn at the table. Every so often, Quinn would feel a foot hit against her shin. It seemed to hit her in a three beat rhythm. Hit, hit hit. Hit, hit hit. Hit, hit hit. Over and over again. She had to bite her tongue to keep herself from launching herself over the table and punching Rachel in her perfect face over and over again.

Perfect? She meant imperfect. Yeah.

Why oh why did she have to sit opposite her? Couldn't she have picked the seat opposite Judy or Hiram? No, not Hiram, that would mean she'd be next to Quinn. That would be worse! What if she started to poke her in the thigh with her fork, but then what if that turned to her finger poking her thigh? Then the finger would become Rachel's small un-manly hands softly caressing her thigh, getting closer and closer to her throbbing-

Quinn looks to ehr left upon feeling a sharp jab in her side. She sees Artie looking at her with raised eyebrows, obviously having jabbed her hip with his elbow. She looks away from him, seeing that all conversation had stopped and everyone was looking at her. Leroy and Hiram with raised eyebrows, Russell with a baffled look, Judy with a curious one and Rachel...Rachel had that fucking smirk spread out across her face again.

"Quinn?" Judy asks gently.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

Little did Quinn know, that whilst her previous thoughts were going through her mind, her face had slowly become red and she had let out a high pitched squeak, halting all chatter at the table.

"Yeah, yeah I just need some uh-some water" Quinn squeaks out, her throat suddenly dry. She reaches forward and grasps onto her glass, taking a lengthy sip from it as the red drains from her face, restoring her natural colour.

Everyone shrugs and goes back to chatting amongst themselves, apart from Rachel, whom continues to stare at Quinn with the same smirk, seemingly knowing what Quinn was just thinking. Quinn growls when the three beat pattern begins to hit against her shin again. Her hand tightens around her glass as she glares at Rachel.

"Stop it" she growls. Rachel only ignores her and begins to hit her faster "Stop it!" Quinn shouts, once again silencing conversation.

"What's the matter?" Russell asks, slightly exasperated.

"She keeps kicking me!" Quinn says, pointing her finger to Rachel.

"I do not!" Rachel exclaims.

"Yes you do you midget freak!" Quinn shouts, standing up from her chair and placing her hands on the table, leaning over to glare at Rachel.

"Lucy Quinn Fabray how dare you speak to a guest like that" Judy says.

"I'd rather be a midget freak then a Frat Boy Lesbian!"

"Rachel Barbra Berry!" Hiram gasps out.

"How the fuck does that work?" Quinn asks "I don't even like rap music!"

"ENOUGH!" Russell's booming voice fills the room, shutting every one up. Artie looks between everyone with an excited puppy look, desperately wishing he had some popcorn and a video camera.

"I am so very sorry to cut this dinner short Judy and Russell, but we must be heading back" Leroy says, standing up from the table, placing his napkin onto the table top "Thank you very much for the dinner Judy, it was wonderful like always" Leroy sends one look to Rachel, silently ordering her to follow him out.

"Thank you for inviting us to dinner Russell" Hiram says before following his Husband and Daughter out of the home.

The Fabray's and Artie stay silent, listening to the front door shut closed, signalling the Berry's departure before Russell breaks the silence in a calm voice "Artie, would you please excuse us" Artie nods and wheels himself away from the table and into the living room.

"Sit down Quinn" Russell orders to the still standing Quinn. Quinn nods and slowly sits back down, staying silent the entire time.

She starts to fiddles with her cutlery, nervous for what Russell will say. Will he shout at her? Will he stay calm? It's always the worst when he doesn't shout. She's always waiting for him to shout, wanting him to shout at her, but instead calmly tells her to go to her room and nothing else.

"How could you?" Russell asks softly, his hands clasped in front of him. "Your mother put so much hard work into this meal and you go and ruin it?"

"I'm so sorry" Quinn whispers.

"Don't apologise to me, apologise to your mother! Apologise to Rachel and Leroy and Hiram! Especially Rachel with the way you spoke to her"

"She was kicking me and-"

"I AM TALKING!" Russell shouts, his face becoming slightly red. Quinn sinks into her seat, knowing that when Russell shouts like that, he is really quite angry. "Whatever this rivalry you two have needs to be sorted out! I will not have your petty arguments ruining our dinners! If you can't sort them out then keep them away from our home"

"I'm so sorry Mum" Quinn says, locking eyes with her mother.

Judy shakes her head "It's fine. Just make sure you apologise to Rachel, you had no reason to speak to her the way you did." Judy gets up and starts to clear the table "If you excuse me, I've got some washing up to do" with that she walks into the kitchen, leaving Russell and Quinn in the dining room.

"I want you to take Artie home then when you come back, go over to the Berry's and apologise. Once home you are to go straight to your room with no access to your laptop or TV, understood?" Russell says, waiting for Quinn to nod. When she does so, he gets up from the table and walks over to her, placing a kiss on top of her head, surprising her "I love you Kiddo, but you've got to stop the arguing okay?" he walks away to help Judy with clearing up.

Quinn silently gets up from the table, grabs her coat and keys and walks into the living room, smiling weakly at Artie who rolls himself towards her.

"How bad was it?" he asks as they make their way to the front door.

"Not that bad. I have to apologise to them but don't have my laptop or TV for the rest of the night" She says, opening up the door and wheeling Artie down the driveway.

"You still going to get her back though, right?" He asks as she helps him into her car.

She puts his chair in her boot and walks round to the driver's side and hops in.

"Oh yeah, that bitch doesn't know what's coming to her" Quinn smirks at Artie and backs out fo the driveway, heading towards Artie's.


Okay, so there's the chapter! Did you guys enjoy it? I hope so!

The next chapter will carry on straight from this one so you'll see Quinn 'apologise' and also Puck's party and much more so stick around for that! Please.

Thanks so much for reading.

Have a good night!

xx