Ayooo.
Sorry about the long wait. Been busy with school & such.
But here it is!
Quinn marched into Room 407, white slip of paper in hand. She tossed back her hair and placed the note on the teacher's desk.
The teacher nodded with a smile that seemed ever-so-fake to her. "I'm Mr. Ryans. Welcome to Mystic Falls, Miss Fabray. Go take any seat you want."
She whirled around and surveyed the room, not wanting to make the mistake of sitting next to some nerds and have her label set as that. Oh no, it was a fresh start and she needed to make sure she was the star.
The popular wannabes, the obnoxious jocks, the band geeks, the scholastic decathlon geeks, Quinn ticked off each of the groups while glancing from cluster to cluster. Where are the cheerleaders? she fumed, stalking off unhappily to one of the remaining seats in the middle of the room where everybody seemed to be steering clear of.
The bell rung loudly and everybody winced at the harsh clinking and clanking. "Class has begun!" the teacher yelled down the hall at the stragglers still giggling and loitering outside the classrooms. He turned and faced the class. "Okay class, first off, we have a new student – Quinn Fabray. Quinn, will you please stand up and intro —," he broke off suddenly, distracted by the huddle of girls clad in skimpy skirts who stood by the doorway. "Girls, you're late," he said sternly, glaring at them.
"Sorry, sir," a blonde – maybe she was the leader – said, strutting over to the middle of the room. She shot Quinn a glance as she took her seat next to her.
"Well, girls," he addressed the remaining teenagers still standing by the door, "why don't you follow Caroline's example and sit in your seats?"
A tall dark-haired girl rolled her eyes and walked over, pausing near Quinn, but moving on and instead sitting behind the blonde – Caroline, her name was?
Mr. Ryans cleared his throat. "As I was saying, we have a new student. Quinn, why don't you introduce yourself?"
She stood up uncomfortably. "Uh, hi, I'm Quinn," she said quickly. "I just moved from Ohio – against my will, of course – and yeah." She sat back down smoothly, sneaking a glance at Caroline.
He furrowed his eyebrows and frowned. "Okay, thank you. Does anybody have anything they'd like to announce?"
Caroline bounced out of her seat the second the worlds left his lips. "Yes!" she blurted out energetically. Almost resignedly, the teacher gestured to her, which she took as a prompt to continue. "As all – well, most – of us know, I'm captain of the cheerleading squad here. And since Elena left, we have an open spot on the squad, so whoever wants to try out, feel free to show up in the gym after school today."
Quinn pursed her lips thoughtfully. How convenient, she thought drily. This was her chance to make her mark and become a part of the elite of the school. Of course she was taking the chance.
The gym was packed – very full. Quinn looked at Caroline and the dark-haired girl from class earlier. They – or rather, Caroline – looked quite annoyed at the turn-out – probably because everybody there was an oompa-loompa that had probably been rejected numerous times before. Except for herself of course. The other girl just looked tired, dark circles underlining her eyes.
"Okay!" the blonde shouted, letting out a piercing whistle when the girls' chatter didn't tone down. She held her head high and nodded towards the other girl to start the music. "Show me what'cha got!"
The entire gym erupted into a scene of what seemed like a bunch of mindless zombie crawling out of their graves. Quinn eyed the girls closest to her as they clumsily did half a cartwheel and swayed their hips off-beat. She shook her head and went into cheerleader-mode. Coach Sue may have been bossy, but she was a good coach and now was her chance to show the oompa-loompas who was boss.
Caroline edged through the crowd, eyeing each girl carefully before telling them to get lost. Soon the mob shrank and shrank, until only Quinn and four other girls were left.
She had to do something big, that would catch Caroline's attention and put the other three out of the running. Looking at the four from the corner of her eye she examined them, they seemed out of breath already and struggling to come up with new moves.
Quinn nodded to herself and broke out of the line, receiving a few questioning stares. She stared straight across the gym to the other wall and tapped her foot to the beat until the tempo gradually began to speed up. She took a running start and flew into the air gracefully, aware that the other girls were gaping at her. She let the months of rigorous training she had at McKinley come flooding back to her and she did the best gymnastic performance she could muster up and landed in a perfect split.
The tired-looking girl – Caroline's minion – suddenly brightened up. "She's the one," she half-whispered to Caroline, but still loudly enough for everyone to hear. The blonde had nothing to say to that and nodded in agreement, still a bit stunned.
"Congratulations. Quinn, is it?"
The other four girls huffed angrily and rushed away, pulling their sweaty-matted hair out of their ponytails.
"Thanks, when does practice start?"
"We'll email you," Caroline replied curtly, but with the faintest glimmer of a smile.
Quinn nodded and headed toward the locker rooms, desperately in need of a shower.
But she never did get to freshen herself up.
Eh, mostly a filler chapter - sorry.
But that was a nice cliffhanger, eh? (No, not really..)
I have finals next week, so I really must study, which means I won't update until afterwards.
But y'know, the more reviews I get, the more motivated I'll be to write a longer chapter or post sooner. (;
Seriously though, let me know what you think of the story so far & if there are any scenes specifically that you'd die to see (a.k.a. GIMME DEM SUGGESTIONS!). And if you want any other characters/couples to show up [they have to be from Glee & TVD though].
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