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Day 3: Genderswap

"Dude, this place looks lame," Santiago Lopez said, kicking a small rock toward the school that he and his friend were standing in front of, "Why are we here again?" He turned to his friend.

"We're here because our dads ended up getting transferred here," Quinton Fabray replied, "It's not that bad, it's… quaint; doable," he said uncertainly while gazing at the school entrance.

His friend snorted, "Quaint? Fabray, your gay is showing," Santiago said, "And you know what else is doable… all the chicks here," he smirked and waggled his eyebrows.

"You know, you should really stop being a manwhore; you're going to catch something one of these days," Quinton shook his head and started walking toward the school.

"Can't help it if chicks dig me, I'm a stud; also I'm smart enough to use protection, alright?" He said, "Don't act like you haven't had your fair share of lays back in L.A," he scoffed as he shouldered his duffle bag and followed his friend.

"Whatever, dude," Quinton dismissed his friend's comment as they walked through the halls of Mckinley High.

"Ugh, everyone's staring," Santiago groaned, "They better stop before I go all West L.A on this bitch," he said.

"We're the new kids, I thought you'd like having all the girls staring at you—stud," Quinton mocked.

"I meant the guys, as if I'd be pissed about girls wanting to get all up on this," he gestured to his body, "And you too, I guess—I don't mind sharing, we're bros," Santiago grinned and slapped his shoulder.

Quinton just rolled his eyes and kept walking down the halls with Santiago when they stopped as they rounded a corner, seeing an unfavourable sight. It seems like a couple were having an argument and things were about to get ugly judging by the way the freakishly tall boy was towering over his girlfriend with clenched fists at his side.

Santiago took a step forward towards them to stop whatever's going to happen, from happening but Quinton put a hand in his shoulder to stop him, "Let's not get involved, yet," he said.

"What are you doing, Q? He's all up in her face and it looks like the giant is about to turn into the Incredible Hulk any second now!" He said heatedly.

"We don't want to cause trouble where it's unnecessary, we'll stay here and watch and step in if she needs us," he said seriously.

Santiago gave a reluctant nod and turned his attention back to the couple, not liking what he was seeing.

Even with all the game he talks, he knows how to respect girls. His father taught him to always treat ladies with respect and to never raise your hand to them. Even with some people calling him a manwhore back home, it's not as bad as it sounds; he would always make his intentions clear and take them out to dinner and knew to back off when told so. Most of the girls he had relations with remained friends with him and all was well. Quinton was brought up the same way and everyone who bothered to get to know them knew that they weren't bad as their reputations made them out to be.

"Finn, I don't know why you're upset with me," Rachel said, "I didn't cheat on you!"

"Yes, you did!" He shouted at her, "You were all cosy with Sam!"

Rachel let out a frustrated sigh, "It was part of the choreography, Finn,"

"Yeah, 'all part of the choreography'," he repeated, "Then why did I see you leaving with him after school the other day?"

"Because we were rehearsing for our duet!" Rachel said loudly, fed up with her overprotective boyfriend.

"I bet you went and fucked him like you did Puckerman," he snarled, getting red in the face, "You wouldn't even put out for me but you did for them."

"You think I had sex with Sam? And Noah?" she disbelievingly, "You know I did nothing but kiss Noah and I never had sex with Sam; I'm still a virgin," she poked him in the chest, "There's a reason why I don't 'put out' for you, Finn and that's because I'm not ready for such a step. If you can't understand that and be patient with me all the while accusing me of adultery, maybe we should break up!"

"Break up? You can't break up with me!" Finn shouted, balling his fists, "I'm the quarterback of the football team, I can't get dumped by a loser like you!"

"Well, it looks like you just did; we're over, Finn," she said and turned around to walk away only to be spun back around by his large hand gripped to her shoulder.

She spun around and looked up at his face, red and contorted with anger and the hand above his head, ready to strike. Fear struck her, leaving her wide eyed and frozen; unable to get out of his grip or run away.

She shut her eyes tightly and curled into herself, ready for the strike but it never came. There was a loud bang, the sound of a body being slammed into the lockers next to her and strong hands on her arms.

She opened her eyes to see the back belonging to a tall blonde boy standing in front of her, his hands on her arms behind him, shielding her.

"Hey, puta," she heard a voice that didn't belong to the boy shielding her, she peered around him to see a slightly shorter brunette boy pinning Finn to the lockers by his arm, "You think you're cool, hitting a girl, huh?"

"Who the hell are you?" Finn asked as he struggled against the surprisingly strong grip of the boy before him, "Get the hell off me!" He shouted.

"Stay fucking still, asshole," he pushed his arm harder onto Finn's chest to still him, "I'm not done talking to you."

"I don't need to say shit to you," Finn spat.

"No, but you need to apologise to this lady here for even thinking about raising a hand to her," the shorter boy said.

"I wasn't thinking anything!" He yelled.

"Exactly, asshole; you weren't thinking," Santiago hissed, "If you want to walk away with all of your limbs intact, I suggest you apologise for whatever fucked up shit you did or were about to do, pajero," he said as he grabbed Finn's collar, pulling him forward and kicking the back of his legs so he fell to his knees in front of Rachel.

"I'm not scared of you," Finn spat.

"Oh yeah?" Santiago cocked and eyebrow and went to throw a fist to his face causing Finn to flinch and cover his head with his hands.

"Yeah, I can see you're not scared of me at all," Santiago scoffed as he retracted his fist from the fake punch, "Now apologise!"

"I suggest you do it, too," Quinton said, "My friend here has a very short temper and you seriously don't want to see what it's like once it runs out," he said quite seriously.

Finn, seeing the seriousness and warning behind the blonde's hazel eyes decided that it would be best to listen to them.

"Look, I'm sorry for shouting and stuff, Rach," he said looking up at Rachel from his kneeling position, "I didn't mean it. Please can we just talk?" He pled.

"I don't think so, Finn," Rachel said quietly, "You really terrified me and the things you said hurt me; we can't be together anymore."

Finn's face screwed up in annoyance and was going to stand only to be held down by Santiago. "You heard her, leave."

He looked at Santiago then to Quinton, seeing matching serious expressions and then to his now ex-girlfriend, cowering behind someone and away from him.

He stood up and was about to say something but Santiago went to stand next to Quinton, effectively creating a barrier between him and Rachel. Finn growled and punched the locker before stalking off down the hallway as the two boys watched him leave, making sure he wouldn't try to sneak a sucker punch.

"Hey, you alright?" Quinton asked the girl as he turned around.

"Yeah, did the giant do anything to you?" Santiago followed, scanning her body.

"No, I'm fine thanks to you two; I was just a little shaken," Rachel replied.

"I can tell, you did a good thing by dumping that puta," Santiago said and nodded seriously.

"Yes, he was never the ideal boyfriend," Rachel said sadly, "Thank you, though—both of you, I'm sure things would have been disastrous if you hadn't stepped in; you both were really brave, Finn's quite an intimidating person with his height," she said, looking at them with gratitude.

"Don't worry about it, we were taught not to harm ladies and to protect them," Quinton said as Santiago nodded in agreement.

"Your parents taught you right," Rachel said, "If you don't mind me asking but are you two new here at Mckinley? I don't recall seeing you two around," she asked.

"Ah, yeah, we got lost on our way to the office and ran into your almost Hulk versus Dwarf showdown," Santiago said, scratching the back of his neck, "The name's Santiago—Santiago Lopez," he said, holding out his hand which Rachel took but looked mildly offended at the name.

"Forgive my friend, he has no tact," Quinton pushed his friend and held out his hand, "Quinton Fabray."

"I was just joking," Santiago said, "You see how small she is, it's kind of cute; take it as a term of endearment or something," he shrugged and sent a half smile, half grin towards Rachel causing her to blush.

"Thank you for the term of endearment? I guess?" Rachel said unsurely, "I'm Rachel Berry; it's a pleasure to meet you both."

"Likewise," Quinton said with a charming smile.

Santiago rolled his eyes, "Hey, do you know where the office is, we need to get our schedules," he asked.

"Oh, yes, it's down the hall and you turn right," Rachel said retracting her hand.

"Thanks, we'll see you around sometime, bonita," Santiago winked causing her to blush yet again and headed down the hall with Quinton after he sent another charming smile her way.

She was watching them walk down the hall, playfully shoving each other when Mercedes came up next to her. "Damn girl, look at you grabbing the attention of those two mighty fine guys on their first day here."

Rachel blushed a deep pink, "I didn't grab anything Mercedes and I don't think Sam would approve of you talking about other guys like that," Rachel said.

"He knows he's my one and only white chocolate, it's all good," Mercedes waved off, "And of course you're not grabbing anything—yet; they have some great booty on them for guys," she snickered when she saw Rachel's expression.

"Mercedes!" She squealed at her friend causing her to break out in a full belly laugh.


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