Sorry this took so long but….this chapter is really long, and it took a while for me to figure out what bands to do…I loved Glee! But I'm sad it's over, the prom episode was awesome/sad: Awesome because Rachel finally got slapped (I've wanted to do that for a while). I don't hate Rachel she's just not extremely amazing, though Lea plays her well. The other awesome thing was that my favorite character (Quinn) slapped her Yay! But the sad thing is Finn/Quinn ended, so maybe we'll get Quinn/Sam….anyway happy reading!


In Glee the next day Quinn was sitting in the back with Sam, Rachel was in the back as well next to Quinn, and Puck was up front. Mr. Schuester came in with Finn following, one look at Quinn and Sam holding hands and his mood instantly changed from happy to sour. That didn't go unnoticed by Rachel (like most things). Finn sat down in-between Santana and Puck in the front.

"Alright guys!" Mr. Schue clapped, "I've got a great idea."

"Are we getting ducks?" Brittany asked.

Mr. Schue glanced at her, "not quite."

Brittany smiled, "oh, so birds?"

Artie patted her shoulder, "Brit, just let him talk." Brittany looked at Mr. Schue intently.

Mr. Schuester shook his head, "anyway…I think that we should each perform a song done by our favorite artist."

Santana raised her hand, "but won't that take forever." Mr. Schuester nodded, "it may take a while." "Why does it have to be our favorite artist?" Sam questioned. Mr. Schuester smiled, "good question Sam…I want you to use your favorite song done by your favorite artist…then explain why the song means so much to you."

"Why?" Mike asked.

Mr. Schuester shrugged, "it'll give us all the perspective of someone's opinion on music and how they view it."

Rachel raised her hand, "does this mean no Broadway?"

"Yes," Mercedes said. Rachel glared at her, Mercedes shrugged, "it'd make sense to not let you do Broadway, it's not exactly like an artist, or band."

Rachel turned to Mr. Schuester, "so?"

He nodded, "yes, Rachel…it means no Broadway."

Rachel sighed, but nodded, "fine." The bell rang the students began to file out, "Finn, Mike and Artie will be next time." Mr. Schuester said to them. Rachel jogged out of the room and caught up with Quinn who was laughing at the imitation of the terminator that Sam was doing. "Hey, Quinn!" Rachel said. Quinn and Sam stopped walking and she looked at Rachel confused, "what do you want?" Rachel glanced at Sam and them back at her, "can we talk?"

"That's kind of why I turned around," Quinn stated.

Rachel shrugged, "well…" She paused, and glanced at the blonde boy.

Quinn got it, "wait, why does Sam have to leave?"

Rachel shrugged, "I-I just feel more com…"

"It's okay Quinn, I have to get some Algebra done anyway…I'll see you later." Sam said to his girlfriend before leaning down and kissing her cheek. Then he left.

Quinn nodded and turned back to Rachel, "what?" Rachel sighed, "well, I…" Quinn turned around and started walking toward her locker. Rachel huffed but followed after her, "I was wondering who your favorite artist was?" Quinn reached her locker and opened it before looking at the shorter girl, "I'm sorry?" Rachel looked around, "your favorite artist, who is it?" Quinn sighed, "why do you want to know?" Rachel shrugged, "I just do." Quinn looked past Rachel toward the doors where Finn was standing, he glanced her way and smiled, Quinn gave him a small one back before looking back to Rachel, "uh…Paramore."

Rachel sighed, "damn!" She whispered.

Quinn looked confused, "damn what?"

Rachel shrugged, "nothing…it's just Paramore's a great band."

Quinn nodded, "yeah, I know."

Rachel sighed, "I just thought that your band would be something along the lines of We The Priests"

Quinn's jaw dropped, "what was that! A religious slam, really Berry?"

Rachel shrugged, "you always seem to be thinking of God, it'd make sense."

Quinn scoffed, "what the hell?"

Rachel smiled, "Quinn, I'm just getting started…you stole my boyfriend."

Quinn looked around, "who Sam? He was never your…"

"No, Finn!" Rachel half shouted.

Quinn was instantly silenced, she tried to speak but nothing came out.

"You stole Finn from me…you don't deserve him, you treat him badly like he's not even a human being…you're a self-centered good for nothing child of God!" Rachel instantly stopped, they both sort of jumped back at what she said.

It was dead quiet for a moment. Rachel looked at the blonde head cheerleader who now had tears sparkling in her eyes. Rachel Berry had made Quinn Fabray cry, and it wasn't even worth it. "Quinn, I-I shouldn't have…" She was silenced though, when out of nowhere the Latina had popped up, "walk away!" Santana growled as she wrapped an arm around Quinn. Rachel swallowed hard and with a last glance at the blonde who was now broken in her best friends arms she turned around, just to see Finn staring from across the hall, and in his eyes there was nothing but hatred.


Quinn continued to cry as Santana pulled her outside. They sat down on the stairs and the Latina looked around, "I swear if that¾ if she¾ I'm gonna kill her…I will you know, I can." Quinn sat up and wiped her eyes, "it's true though isn't it? I'm a self-centered bitch who cares for no one…and I'm good for nothing."

Santana shook her head, "don't say that."

Quinn looked at her, "but you know it's true."

Santana lightly slapped her friend in the face, "snap out of it Q, you're being weird."

Quinn glanced at the ground before touching her cheek, "did you just slap me?" She looked back to Santana who was smiling wickedly.


Finn always knew where to find her...in the auditorium, only this time was wierd because she wasn't singing. Instead she was crying. Finn rolled his eyes, she always did this. He walked over to her anyway, "Rachel," he said quietly.

Rachel looked at him, "Finn...hey." She wiped at her eyes quickly.

The tall boy sat beside her, "you're crying? After what you just said to Quinn, she didn't even do anything wrong this time. And you're the one who's crying?"

Rachel took a shaky breath, "I didn't mean it...it just slipped out."

Finn shook his head, "I thought you were gonna help me?"

Rachel looked into his eyes, still full of hatred, but also full of hurt. So much hurt. She took his hand, he was hesitant but he still held hers. "I'm sorry Finn...I am helping you. I will if Santana let's me, I'll apologize to Quinn. In the mean time, you rehearse your favorite song."

Finn nodded in agreement as Rachel stood up to leave, "thanks Rachel," he told her as she walked toward the door.


The next day in Glee it was time to get started. Mr. Schuester was leaning against the piano as the kids enterd the room followed by Sue Sylvester. "What are you doing here?" He asked clearly unhappy.

She shrugged, "just wanted to drop by...keep a watchful eye on my Cheerios."

Mr. Schuester looked at Quinn, Santana and Brittany who were standing behind Coach Sylvester.

Quinn shrugged, "sorry Mr. Schue."

Santana nodded, "she followed us."

Brittany smiled, "Artie's my boyfriend!"

The three Cheerios turned around as did Coach Sylvester they each took seats and Mr. Schuester nodded, "alright...let's get started, Artie you go first."

Artie nodded and rolled forward, "my favorite artist/band is The Beatles...and my favorite song is With A Little Help From My Friends...because as the song says I get by with a little help from my friends. If I didn't have any of you all here, even if you are just aquaintences i don't know if i'd be able to make it through each day." He nodded toward the band who started to play the song before he started to sing.

What would you think if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mmm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mmm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

What do I do when my love is away
Does it worry you to be alone?
How do I feel by the end of the day
Are you sad because you're on your own?

No, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mmm, get high with a little help from my friends
Mmm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody?
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love

Would you believe in a love at first sight?
Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light?
I can't tell you but I know it's mine

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mmm, get high with a little help from my friends
Oh, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody?
I just need someone to love
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mmm, gonna try with a little help from my friends
Oh, I get high with a little help from my friends
Yes, I get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends


After he finished there were screams breaking out from the class. Artie smiled, "thank you...thank you." He laughed as he rolled back over to sit by Brittany.

Mr. Schuester strolled over to the middle of the room and smiled, "alright we're down one, two to go...Mike show us what you got." As he turned and walked back to the piano Mike walked to the center of the room.

"Okay." Mike said. "This is officially my first solo because the first one i did was with Tina...I know my voice isn't great but I'm gonna try my best." He reached the front of the room and smiled, as Tina gave him a thumbs up. "My favorite band is...The Black Eyed Peas." He looked around, "uh, yeah...and the song is Just Can't Get Enough...it's my favorite song because it reminds me of how much I love Tina, and I-I uh, yeah...I like it so much." Tina smled again. When the music started, Mike was singing with differnt voices to make the others laugh. And he also danced around to the beat of course, it was to help distract from his voice.

Boy I think about it every night, and day
I'm addicted, want to jump inside your love
I wouldn't want to have it any other way
I'm addicted, and I just can't get enough

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Honey got her sexy on steamin
She give the hotness a new meanin
Perfection, mami you gleamin
Inception, you got a brother dreamin, dreamin
Damn baby I'm fiendin
I'm tryin to holla at you I'm screamin
Let me love you down this evenin

Lovie lovie yeah you know you are my demon

Girl work it for a team an'
I could be the King, you could be the Queen an'
My mind's dirty and it don't need cleanin

I love you long time so you know the meanin

Oh baby I can't come down, so please come help me out
You got me feelin high and I can't step off the cloud
And I just can't get enough

Boy I think about it every night, and day
I'm addicted, want to jump inside your love
I wouldn't want to have it any other way
I'm addicted, and I just can't get enough

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Honey got me runnin like I'm Flo Jo
Signed her name on my heart with an XO
Love so sweet got me vexed though
I wanna wish it right back like Presto, yes
Meantime I wait for the next time
She come around for a toast to the best time
We LOL back and forth on the text line
She got me fishin for her love, I confess I'm..
Somethin 'bout her smile and the convo
Got me high and I ain't comin down yo
My heart's pumpin out louder than electro
She got me feelin like MR. ROBOTO

Oh baby I can't come down, so please come help me out
You got me feelin high and I can't step off the cloud
And I just can't get enough

Boy I think about it every night, and day
I'm addicted, want to jump inside your love
I wouldn't want to have it any other way
I'm addicted, and I just can't get enough
"This is mega switchup"

Switchup! Switchup! Switchup!
I, just, can't (switchup)
Locked, sunk in your bed-rock
Heart, pumpin your love-shot
Knocked, out by your cold-shot
I'm, stuck in your head-lock (switchup)
Can't-can't stop-stop won't-won't quit-quit
Makin me f-f-f-f-f-fiend, give it to me
I want it all-all, know what I mean
Your love is a dose of ecstasy (switchup)
Addicted, I can't get, away from, you
Afflicted, I need it, I miss it (switchup)
I want your lovin right next to me
And I can't erase you out of my memory-ory
I just can't (switchup)


When the song was over Mike ended with a bow, as the class cheered, "thank you," he said. Tina got up and walked over to him and gave him a quick but passionate kiss. Then they both walked back over and sat down.

Mr. Schuester stood up once more and walked out to the middle of the room in front of the kids, "alright before Finnn starts, I'm gonna say a few things..."

"Oh, Will they don't need to hear your sappy story of you failing life." Sue commented.

Quinn and Santana couldn't help but chuckle a little bit. And at the sound Sue smiled.

Mr. Schuester shrugged, "alright then...Quinn, Santana and Rachel will be going tomorrow."

Quinn stopped her chuckling and her eyes got wide, "wait what?"

Mr. Schue nodded, "yup."

The blonde shook her head, "but..."

"No you're going tomorrow," The Glee director said.

Santana shook her head, "but can't someone else go with the dwarf like maybe Lucy Liu and Beyonce?"

Both Tina and Mercedes turned to glare at her while Mr. Schuester shook his head, "look I know Rachel's good and all..."

Rachel smiled, "good? Uh no,...I'm great, amazing, talented, beauiful, wonderful, extrordinary..."

Quinn laughed, "annoying, twisted, intoxicating, obnoxious, crude, a disaster waiting to happen."

Santana gave her best friend a high five. Rachel's mouth hugh slightly open and she looked over at Finn, he was just staring at Quinn in awe.

"Look...as I was saying, I know Rachel's good but so are the two of you...so you will sing your songs tomorrow and move on with it," Mr. Schuester finished.

Santana sighed, "I still don't get why we can't sing later...why we have to go tomorrow. If you'd just listen to me, Quinn and I have to..."

"Santana, Quinn I know with my ability being as great as it is, that it may be a bit intimidating, but I assure you that even though I am better than you, it does not mean that you're not good as well...I mean it is a known fact that a lead singer needs a strong background vocal...and you two are perfect for that!"

"That's it!" Santana yelled as she jumped toward the little diva. Rachel stood up screaming and ran to the other side of the piano. "Oh, come on manhands what are you so afraid of, you wanna talk trash, then you better be able to deal with the concequences of getting your ass kicked! I'm about to go all Lima Heights on that ugly little face of yours!"

Rachel's eyes were wide, "well...I-I..."

"Mr. Schuester aren't you gonna stop this?" Mercedes pointed out.

Mr. Schuester nodded, "yeah, uh...Santa..."

"Will wait!" Sue said.

William looked at her, "what?"

Sue nodded to the two girls who were currently circling the piano. "Sometimes you ned to let kids deal with their own problems, and sort it out their own way."

Mr. Schuester nodded again, "with violence?"

Sue shrugged, "Santana's a good girl, she knows fighting will get her off the Cheerios."

Mr. Schue sighed, "okay, but if this gets outta hand..." He didn't need to finish, he went and sat down.


Somehow Santana ha Rachel backed into the wall, "I am sick of you always saying that everyone else has no talent compared to your voice hobbit. If you want gossip about how bad a person is how about jabbing somewhere other than the talent card, cause as far as I'm concerned, talents the only thing you have going for you...go on Berry take your best shot."

Rachel nodded, "Okay...I think, well I think you're rude, and a bitch...you-you always think you're right when really you're wrong...you're selfish and condesending...and...and I know that as I grow up and get out of Lima, one year when I come back to visit sick children in the hospital, and give a free concert to the place I once called home...I'll find you a single mother with three children and another on the way working at a gas station pumping gas for those with more money than you!" It all came out so fast that Rachel didn't even realize she was saying it...just like it had earlier with Quinn.

Santana couldn't take it though, her anger and her hurt took the best of her and she threw Rachel to the floor. She next tried to walk over to Rachel and beat on her some more, but thankfully Quinn had glided from her chair to her best friend in an instant and pulled Santana away. When Santana fought to get free from her hold, Quinn had to let go, and in all her rage Santana spun around and slapped her best firend.

"Oh!" Santana said her eyes wide, she retreated a few steps, "Q...I-'m sorry."

Quinn didn't say anything, she just looked at Rachel and helped her up. When Rachel was standing up straight she brushed herself off, "thanks," she mumbled toward the blonde.

Santana looked at Quinn again, "Quinn, I'm sorry." She said for the second time.

Quinn shrugged, "whatever."

Sue stood up, "Santana, you know that in order to be on the Cheerios you are not allowed to fight...the Cheerios are..."

"Screw your damn squad!" Santana snapped.

Sue looked at her with astonishment glistening her eyes, "what?"

Santana nodded, "I-I don't want to be a Cheerio anymore...it's not fun anymore...you don't let us do anything at all ever, and I just can't anymore...I'm done, I quit."

Coach Sylvester didn't say a thing, Santana looked at Quinn with hope filled eyes, "please?" It was said below a whisper, only Quinn could hear it.

Quinn stared at her confused for a moment, she loved being a Cheerio...however she loved Santana more. She turned to the lady wearing the track suit and nodded, "I quit too."

Sue's mouth dropped open, "Q...If you quit, this time, you're not coming back!" She thought the threat would work...but it didn't.

"Fine by me," the blonde Cheerio shrugged.

"You'll regret this," Sue snarled.

Both Quinn and Santana smirked, "I don't think so," the said together.

Sue glanced around the room once more, everyone was watching the scene before them. She then kicked down the chair she had been sitting in before stomping out of the room quite dramatically.


Mr. Schuester clapped his hands a moment after she left, "alright so we have about...nine minutes left of class so...Finn, would you take it away please."

Finn stood up and walked past Santana and Quinn his arm lightly brushed Quinn's and it sent a jolt of energy through his body boosting his confidence as he turned to face the rest of the room. He smiled as he watched her sit down next to Sam, Santana sat beside her in Rachel's old chair. This left the diva to pick up the chair that Sue had knocked down and sit in it.

Finn shrugged, "alright, my favorite band is Kiss, because they're all rock and roll and such...I just think that their music is hard core and it speaks the truth I guess...to me it's just awesome. My favorite song is I Was Made For Lovin' You. To me it's about loving the one person you love always...and no matter what they do to you, you will always be made for them...so that's the song I'm gonna sing, because that's the way I feel about a girl and uh...this is for her." He said it carefully moving his eyes away from Quinn to not give it away, and at last glance he noticed Rachel looking at him with pride, because even though she loved him and he didn't feel he same way, she couldn't help but be supportive of his song choice and the 'message' behind it. Finn smiled as he sang the song.

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Tonight I wanna give it all to you
In the darkness
There's so much I wanna do
And tonight I wanna lay it at your feet
'Cause girl, I was made for you
And girl, you were made for me

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you baby
Can you get enough of me

Tonight I wanna see it in your eyes
Feel the magic
There's something that drives me wild
And tonight we're gonna make it all come true
'Cause girl, you were made for me
And girl I was made for you

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you baby
Can you get enough of me

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can give it all to you baby
Can you give it all to me

Oh, can't get enough, oh, oh
I can't get enough, oh, oh
I can't get enough
Yeah, ha

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you baby
Can you get enough of me

Oh, I was made, you were made
I can't get enough
No, I can't get enough

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you baby
Can you get enough of me

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me


He ended the song staring at the one who held his heart, and while everyone including her clapped for him he couldn't help but feel like he had done badly because there she was leaning on Sam. It was like the love lean, Quinn was in love, and it wasn't with him...that tore his heart apart.


To be continued...I hope you enjoyed it, again sorry for the wait but I've been busy...I'm already close to being done with the next chapter so I hope you're ready for that.

Reviews would be lovely...again thanks for reading!