Authors note: All grammar messups are mine. sorry, I'm no Betta reader, I'm just a regular student in high school who has no masters degree in English.. so I'm sorry i tried to fix any errors, but I'm still only human! Also my Kurt doesn't go to Dalton Academy. He's still in New Directions (:

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN GLEE! Yep, like i said before. Mr. Murphy owns that, I'm just a measly teenager.

Chapter 4

Playing Cupid

"I have gathered you all here today to discuss what we've just witnessed between Rachel and Quinn." Kurt took in a breath, "It seems like the two girls have gotten very friendly with each other."

The group was silent. Mercedes was sitting next to Tina and Mike in the front. Artie was off to the side, while Brittany and Santana sat in the back. Finn was sitting in a seat directly behind Artie. They all looked confused, except for Santana.

She shook her head in frustration, "No duh sure-lock. Quinn's been having this crazy Rupaul craving lately."

Mercedes frowned, Kurt scratched his head, Tina just looked lost, and for Artie, he looked very uncomfortable.

Brittany tilted her head, "Rachel's like chocolate?"

Santana nodded, smiling, "Yeah B, Berry's like chocolate to Quinn."

"But berries aren't chocolate."

Santana let out a laugh. Shaking her head, she rubbed the girls back. Santana leaned in close to Brittany's ear, whispering something. Artie watched in frustration as Brittany's confused face morphed into a smile. He was annoyed with Santana. He knew something had been going on with the two of them before he came into the picture and began dating Brittany. He wanted nothing more than for the Latina to leave his girlfriend alone. Only he got to sooth her. End of story.

"You mean to say Quinn's got the hots for loud mouth?" asked Mercedes.

"Well she's not really loud anymore," added Tina.

Santana rolled her eyes, "Seriously guys, aren't you supposed to be her friend? Even I noticed this, and I'm not known to care for other peoples feelings."

Everyone looked down, feeling guilty. Only Brittany kept her head up, "S? Do you think Rachel feels the same way?"

Santana sat there tapping her finger to her chin, "I don't know B."

Brittany sank back into her chair, "Then we've gotta figure out for Quinn's sake."

"But-" Santana was interrupted by Kurt.

"What an excellent idea! Though I cant believe I'm about to say this, but let's play cupid," grinned Kurt.

Mercedes and Tina shared a look and both exclaimed in unison, "Lets do this!"

Brittany was now jumping up and down in her seat, "Yay! We're gonna all play Cupid!"

Santana closed her eyes, clamping down on her jaw. "There is no way I'm helping Berry."

Brittany turned, giving her a pout, "Please!"

Santana shook her head, "Nope, not gonna happen."

The blonde looked as if she was about to cry, her eyes got watery and her lips plumped out. Artie was about to wheel himself over to comfort his girlfriend, but Santana beat him to her first.

"Okay! Just no crying B. I'll do it." Santana gave Brittany a hug, which made the blonde start grinning, but also made Artie grumble.

"Alright, its decided then. Plan, 'get-Rachel-to-fall-in-love-with-Quinn' goes into effect immediately," blurted Kurt.

"Hold up! What about Sam?" demanded Finn. The lengthy boy hadn't said a word the whole time. So hearing his voice kinda made everyone jump.

"What about him?" hissed Santana.

"Well he is Quinn's boyfriend," said Finn bluntly. "Plus this whole thing is absurd. There's no way Quinn likes Rachel. They hate each other for crying out loud!" Finn threw his arms up in the air for extra emphasis. This just made Santana angrier.

"You know absolutely nothing about Quinn! In fact you know nothing about Man Hands either. So stop acting like you care, cause we all know you don't. All you care about is your precious popularity and I know for a fact you'd stab Sam in the back if you got the chance. Your such a hypocrite its nauseating." Santana sneered.

Finn looked out right pissed. Everyone was quiet until Tina spoke up.

"He's kinda right with one thing though," Tina pointed out.

Santana shot her a glare, which made Tina glance around uneasy, but she continued, "Quinn is dating Sam. It'd be pretty messed up if we made her cheat on him." Mike nodded, silently agreeing with his girlfriend.

Kurt sighed, this was getting way outta hand. "Look, were just doing what's right. Were not saying she should cheat on him. We just think she should admit her feelings instead of digging a deeper hole. Believe me, no one likes digging a deeper hole. It just leads to repressed feelings, which lead to crazy outbursts," panted Kurt. He took in a couple of breaths, composing himself.

Everyone agreed, except for Finn who refused to acknowledge them. He sat in his chair looking sour. Kurt didn't understand where all this stubbornness was coming from. Finn was the one who dumped Rachel, right? He was the one who down right refused to give her a second chance even though she had apologized so many times. So if he was harboring feelings for the brunette just because Quinn was taking interest into her, then Finn was being incredibly selfish.

"Okay, so like I said earlier. Plan to 'get-Rachel-to-fall-in-love-with-Quinn' goes into effect now."


"I cant believe they're making us go first," whined Santana.

Brittany just smiled. She was excited, a little nervous because all the pressure was on them, but nonetheless excited. Her eyes landed on Rachel. The brunette had just walked into the bathroom.

Pointing towards the bathroom, Brittany grabbed Santana's hand, dragging a very confused Latina.

Once in the bathroom, they stopped. There was Rachel re-applying her make up. If Santana was being totally honest, Rachel looked pretty damn hot in her new Cheerios uniform. She'd never admit that out loud, but it was definitely true.

She looked over at Brittany, who nudged her forward.

Santana rolled her eyes, so she's making me to do this. Clearing her throat loudly to get Rachel's attention, she took a step forward.

The brunette turned her body so fast Santana thought she'd gotten whip lash. "Santana! Brittany!" She paused, catching her breath, "You scared me. Never sneak up on someone like that."

The Latina merely smirked, rolling her eyes again, "Look Berry. Were only here to invite you to Brittany's pool party this Friday."

Rachel was speechless. That was a new one, thought Santana.

"Unless you don't want to," taunted Santana, crossing her arms. "What, do you have better plans?"

"N-no, no I don't. I'd love to come."

"Great, we'll text you the address and time," Smiled Brittany, taking Santana's hand and guiding them back into the halls.

Rachel called out, "But you don't have my number!"

Brittany popped her head back through the door, "I asked Finn for it."

With that Brittany was out the door, leaving a very shocked Rachel.


"We did it!" exclaimed Brittany.

Kurt jumped, not expecting the blonde to yell in his ear.

Recovering, he smiled. "Great work. Now we just need Mercedes to get Quinn to go, then it'll be Tina and Mikes turn."

Brittany nodded like a bobble head, while Santana just filed down her nails, acting as if she didn't care.


Mercedes was on the pounce looking for Quinn. She hadn't seen the girl in the cafeteria, the hallways or in the girls bathrooms. It was lunch time, and Mercedes was running out of idea's. Just as she passed the astronomy room she caught a glimpse of blonde hair. Back peddling, she stopped in the door way, finding Quinn.

The blonde was doing what it looked like to be homework from a previous class. Mercedes thought it was weird because it was lunch time and usually the girl was in the cafeteria eating. Not crammed in this classroom doing homework.

Clearing her head, she took a few tentative steps towards the blonde, "Hey Quinn."

Quinn's head shot up at the use of her name. Her face was in a frown, but lightened when she recognized Mercedes.

"Mercedes. What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing, but I see your doing homework." said Mercedes, pointing to the paper.

Quinn laughed, looking down at her paper. "Yeah I have to finish this. I've been really distracted lately."

Mercedes eyebrows rose, "Really? Care to elaborate?" She sat down in the chair across from Quinn.

Mercedes watched Quinn twist her pony tail in between her fingers, "Just that I've been distracted, that's all."

Mercedes nodded, leaning in closer. "By who?"

Quinn's eyes shot to look around. She bit her lip nervously, "No one, just a lot of school work."

Mercedes grunted, making Quinn frown. Crap, making Quinn mad at her wasn't on the to-do-list.

"Quinn, Brittany's having a pool party this Friday and we were all hoping you'd come." asked Mercedes. She thought it was better just to jump right into the subject matter, but if there was ever a time where Mercedes was more nervous, this would be that time.

Quinn narrowed her eyes, tilting her head sceptically, "Why didn't Brittany just ask me?"

"She couldn't find you, so she asked me to ask."

"Okay.." trailed off Quinn. "I don't think I have anything planned. So you could count me in."

Mercedes grinned. Yes, objective complete. Now she just has to tell—

"Who's going so far?" asked Quinn, bringing Mercedes back from her thoughts.

"Well.. the whole glee club." answered Mercedes.

Quinn nodded, but seemed to be looking off into space, "How about Rachel?"

This made Mercedes smirk, "She's going. She is in glee Quinn, remember?" She totally has the hots for loud mouth, thought Mercedes.


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