Hi guys, I'm glad you still seem to like it. I thought to bring Sue in kinda in the moment, so I'm glad you enjoyed her so far. Will is an idiot, we all know this, which is why he is oblivious to the bullying, I did that on purpose, its gonna bite him in the ass. I promise! I know a couple of you have still mentioned Faberry romance, not for this story. I will write a romance one for them sometime in the future, but for now, for this story, they are friends. I think Glee is a show that is SO focused on romantic relationships, and not enough on friendships. I think they are equally (sometimes more) important. So for this, Rachel needs some friends!

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The girls still had about an hour to kill before they were supposed to be back for lunch. There was no sign of anyone else and they had no idea where Sue and gone off to. Not that they cared. They went into their cabin and Santana and Brittany sat down on Santana's bed, Quinn sat next to them on Brittany's while Rachel sat on her own off near the corner.

"This week is taking forever. Screw Miss. Pillsbury for taking our beer. That would have made this hella fun." Santana said while she braided Brittany's hair.

"You brought alcohol?" Rachel asked.

"Yes, Yental, I did. And if it hadn't been for you needing a damn bed, I would still have it. Funny how you seem to ruin everything isn't it? Nationals, by buzz, my general happiness..."

"Alright, enough!" Quinn yelled. Santana, Brittany and Rachel all looked over at her. Santana was not all that happy with the fact that Quinn had just yelled at her.

"Excuse me Q? Enough of what? Ragging on the midget? Something we do everyday?"

"Yes." Quinn said forcefully. Her eyes were ice cold as she turned to face Santana. "I am sick of being miserable. Picking on Rachel isn't even fun anymore, its annoying. You said it yourself, we're stuck here for over a week, I want to actually have fun. So enough already. Its not her fault we lost Nationals."

Santana was about to jump in and argue, but Quinn silenced her with a finger. Santana forgot how good she was at that. She had to give the girl props for it.

"Finn kissed her, if she had pushed him away it would have been way worse and awkward for everyone. And I don't even blame Finn."

"I'm sorry what!" Santana yelled.

"Not entirely. Its all our faults."

"Umm.. NO! I worked my ass off."

"Its mostly Mr. Schue's."

Santana, Brittany and Rachel all looked confused. But Quinn had their full attention.

"He let us go to Nationals with nothing prepared. The other schools had their set list and had been working on them for months. Weeks at least, we went with nothing. We wrote original songs, not very good ones I might add, made up dance moves and then went and preformed. I'm surprised we placed at 12th."

All four girls were silent for a few minutes as Quinn's words sunk in. Rachel couldn't believe that she hadn't come to this conclusion before. No, that was a lie, she knew it, but she had let her feelings for Finn and her insecurities about Jesse and being in New York cloud her judgement. She felt awful, she had let her team down. It was up to her to keep on top of things for glee, God knows Mr. Schue never did!

Quinn knew she was right, she was truly sick of making fun of Rachel. She had to admit, it did used to be fun. It just wasn't anymore, she knew Rachel better now, she had to see her after she tormented her. It made her feel like shit. She had decided to stop a while ago, but then Finn had broken up with her for Rachel and she had become instantly jealous. She was over it. It wasn't Rachel's fault, she could be angry with her all she wanted, but it wasn't going to make Quinn feel better, just more miserable.

Santana looked from Quinn to Rachel and didn't say anything. She continued to braid Brittany's hair and stayed silent, contemplating what Quinn had said. She was pissed because it made sense. The nationals thing, the not being prepared thing, the whole Finn kissed Rachel thing, not the making fun of Rachel thing. Santana still found great enjoyment in that.

"Schue is a dick. Why didn't we realize that before?" She finally said. Brittany smiled, but Quinn and Rachel were still a little hesitant. Santana bit her lip and Brittany turned and gave her a small pinch.

"Fine." She muttered. "Berry, it wasn't your fault we lost." Rachel finally looked up and made eye contact with Santana. She expected a glare, or something, but was met with a look she couldn't quite place. It definitely wasn't sweet or apologetic, but it was sincere if nothing else. For Santana, it was a pretty big improvement.

"Thank you Santana." Rachel said quietly.

"Whatever Berry. Its the truth, nothing more." She was met with another small smack from Brittany.

"Can we all be friends now?" Brittany asked happily. "I want to dance with Rachel." Santana looked jealous and pissed and Rachel instantly went from feeling secure to fearful of her life. All eyes looked to Santana. It was clear that Brittany never really harbored any bad feelings for Rachel, she probably never had for anyone. Quinn seemed to be getting over it as well, but she had given off that air before and simply reverted back, so Rachel was still weary of her. Santana took a deep breath and looked at Quinn. They seemed to be having some sort of wordless conversation that Rachel and Brittany weren't privy to.

"Fine. B, dance with Berry all you want. I'm getting out of here. I'm thirsty, I think a grape slushie will be perfect." She smirked at Rachel as she left and ignored Quinn. Rachel was sure that this was not some sort of truce. She couldn't stay frighted long, Brittany jumped up and put her arms around her.

"I wanna waltz. Do you know how?"

"Actually, no I don't." Brittany's face lit up.

"I love teaching people. I'll do the boys part. I'm taller and you are tiny, plus I know both. Can I touch you?" Rachel and Quinn looked confused.

"Yeah, why?"

"You have to ask. Its a rule. Kids might think you will molest them." That didn't seem to explain anything, and Rachel and Quinn kept the confused looks on their faces. "I teach little kids how to dance on the weekends. You have to ask them if you can touch them first."

"I didn't know you did that." Rachel said.

"Me either B."

Brittany shrugged and set Rachel's arms up around her shoulders. "I've done it for years. I get free lessons that way." Rachel and Quinn looked at each other and smiled. "Okay, ready?" Rachel turned back to Brittany and nodded. "Its super easy."

It was. Brittany was a surprisingly good teacher. Very patient and helpful. Rachel knew that from glee, but didn't realize how great she was one on one. She was going to make it a point to tell Mr. Schue to let Brittany work with everyone much more next year. Finn needed all the help he could get. After practically fifteen minutes Brittany and Rachel were waltzing around the entire cabin laughing. Quinn had been playing DJ with her ipod and realizing that she was actually enjoying hanging out with Rachel Berry.

Their fun was dashed a bit when Santana came back with a slushie in hand. Rachel let out an audible gasp but Santana just smiled and sipped through her straw.

"Lunch is ready. And Frankenteen is looking for you Berry."

"Thank you Santana." Rachel said bowing her head. She inched away from Santana and her slushie and ran out of the cabin. She could hear her laughing behind her, but unlike the many times before, it didn't seem malicious. Rachel smiled, maybe there was some progress being made after all.

She kept a smile on her face as she walked into Cockram Lodge. It really was an unfortunately named building. She was appalled at the lack of common sense some people possessed. Her smile fell as her eyes met Finn running towards her.

"Can we go for a walk?" He asked before saying hello. Rachel looked over at the kitchen for a minute unsure. Finn realized what she was doing and wasn't having it. "Lunch isn't ready. They messed something up with the oven. It will be at least ten more minutes."

"Oh. Okay then sure. I'll go for a walk with you." Finn went to hold her hand, but then stopped. Rachel did the same, it was awkward for both of them. They laughed and then took each other's hands and headed out. They walked in silence for a few minutes, neither sure of what to say to each other. By the time they had passed all of the cabins, the campfire and the bathrooms they were both getting antsy.

"Want to go to the lake?" Finn finally asked.

"Sure." They continued on holding hands in silence until they reached the lake. Finn sat down at the edge of the dock and Rachel slowly lowered herself down next to him. She tucked her hair behind her face and waited. Finn had wanted to talk, so Finn was going to have to start. He didn't seem to want to however. He was annoyed with Rachel and wanted her to tell him what was wrong. Rachel being quiet was foreign to him. He was used to her talking a mile and minute and barely having time to get a word in edgewise. He didn't know how to handle her like this. He was about to say so when Rachel finally spoke.

"Finn, if you don't have anything to say, we should get back, lunch is probably ready and we have those skits to do."

"Why won't you just talk to me?" Finn yelled. "What's wrong? We kissed. It was an awesome kiss. Then we kissed again in the library and you said we could be together. You've barely looked at me since then. What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you screwing around with Jesse?" Rachel didn't say a word. She stood up, smoothed down her shirt, tucked her hair back again and walked away. "Rachel!" Finn screamed. He jumped up and followed her angrily. Rachel quickened her pace to a slight jog. Something she hated, but she didn't want Finn to see that she was on the brink of tears. He was relentless. He broke into a sprint and reached out to grab Rachel's arm. He hadn't meant to yank hard, he was only trying to get her attention, but he did. Rachel yelled out in pain as he wrenched her arm and pulled her towards him. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!" He screamed.

Santana and Quinn both looked up. Rachel and Finn had made it back near the cabins just as the girls were headed to the lodge for lunch. Both of them looked pissed beyond belief at the tall boy screaming at the tiny girl. Neither hesitated a second (not even Santana) and ran over. Quinn grabbed Rachel and pulled her behind her shielding her from Finn as Santana yanked Finn away from behind. She shoved him to the ground as Quinn and Brittany held onto Rachel.

"What the fuck is your problem Finnessa? You go around screaming at girls and ripping their arms off on a regular basis?" Santana yelled hovering over Finn.

"What? No, it was...I didn't mean to...why the fuck do you care?" Santana answered by smacking him hard across the face.

"Fuck of Finn." With that she turned to Quinn and they both wrapped their arms around Rachel and led the smaller girl into the lodge. A stunned Finn was left sitting in the dirt with his face turning bright red where Santana had hit him.

Rachel smiled to herself as she let the taller girls lead her into the lodge. No one had ever stood up for her like that before. Maybe this week would change things after all.