You Found Me
Where were you? Lost and insecure
When everything was falling apart
All my days were spent by the telephone
It never rang
And all I needed was a call
That never came
To the corner of first and Amistad
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
Quinn paced the hallways looking for Santana and bumped into a football player.
"Have you seen Santana?" Quinn asked.
"You mean Santana the Cheerio?" The football player asked. "Yeah, last time I saw her, she was at her locker."
"Thank you." Quinn made her way to Santana's locker but was blocked by the football player.
"Have you seen her sexy new breast implants?" The football player asked. "She looks so sexy with implants on."
"Implants?" Quinn asked. Well, this was certaintly an interesting turn of events. Quinn left the football player and made her way to Coach Sylvester's office.
"I thought I told you never to come back." Sue peered over her glasses at Quinn.
"Well, I have some rather interesting news about your head Cheerio." Quinn smirked.
Sue took off her glasses and examined Quinn. "Alright. What'd she do now?"
"Breast implants, Coach Sylvester." Quinn replied. Sue's eyebrows raised as she carefully placed her glasses back on.
"What are you telling me this for?" Sue asked.
"I just thought you'd want to know about your not so innocent head Cheerio." Quinn faked innocence.
"Alright." Sue examined Quinn. "What do you want?"
"I want my spot back on the Cheerios as head cheerleader." Quinn replied.
"Fine." Sue replied after a long hesitation. "Now get the hell out of my office."
As Quinn left Coach Sylvester's office, she heard Coach Sylvester yell "Santana! Get your ass in here!"
After Chemistry class, Quinn made her way to her locker and found a very angry Santana waiting there for her.
"You fucking bitch." Santana glared at Quinn.
"What? Did I do something wrong?" Quinn faked innocence.
"Thanks to you and your big ass mouth, I'm no longer head Cheerio." Santana glared at Quinn.
"Its not my fault you made a dumbass move and decided to get breast implants." Quinn retorted.
Santana shoved Quinn against a locker. "I would rather have these sexy breast implants than be a slut like you."
Quinn shoved Santana back. "Don't you dare bring that up! That was not my fault!"
"Oh sure." Santana folded her arms. "You chose to let yourself get drunk and be fucked by Puckerman of all people!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Quinn never usually cussed but this time Santana had hit a nerve.
"Really. You lost your precious virginity to Puck! Puck fucks everyone! Hell, I've even fucked Puckerman! That only further proves my belief that you'll be a whore when you're older." Santana smirked.
Quinn finally lost it and lunged at Santana. The two girls spent a few minutes scratching at each other and pulling hair until Mr. Schuester came over and seperated them.
"Slut." Santana said as she walked away.
Quinn looked down at her feet and slowly walked down the halls, not caring where she was going.
Unbeknowest to her, Sam had heard their entire conversation.
Cliffhanger for now!
I'm tired and I'm way too lazy to add some fluffy moments right now.
I promise, I'll get the fluffy tommorow.
Thanks for reading :)
-EverythingsComingUpKurt
