Chapter 7: Change of Plans
Summary: Plans can change just as quickly as they are made.
Disclaimer: I still own nothing more than my mistakes.
Music was blaring from the gymnasium early the next morning. Quinn curiously approached the entrance and was only slightly shocked to see Rachel running through routines by herself with her portable iHome next to her. She didn't allow herself to get caught up in watching the tantalizing movements of the newest Cheerio. She instead walked right up to Rachel and loudly cleared her throat when she was right behind her. She took a small amount of pleasure in the fact that she managed to startle the smaller girl. She watched as Rachel quickly shut off the iHome and turned towards Quinn with a bright smile on her face.
"Good Morning Quinn. What brings you here this ear – "
"Shut it Rachel!"
Rachel's eyes widened at Quinn's tone. She seemed angry and somehow that lack of name calling mixed with her harsh tone made it all the worse.
"Is there something the matter Quinn?"
"Do you have a date this weekend?"
Rachel now frowned in confusion before answering. "I actually have two dates this weekend, but – "
"Why?"
"Um…why do I have two dates?"
Now it was Quinn's turn to frown in confusion. She had just realized that she didn't fully plan out her confrontation with Rachel. Now the tiny Cheerio had managed to stump her and leave her without a comeback.
"Whatever Berry!"
Rachel remained where she was standing as Quinn abruptly walked out of the gymnasium. Her frown deepened as she stared at the spot that Quinn had just occupied.
"Are you jealous?" Santana smirked as she approached Rachel with Brittany in tow. "Because Quinn just did a classic Rachel Berry Diva Storm Out."
"Why is Quinn upset? And why is she skipping practice."
As if on cue Quinn stormed right back into the gym. She shot a dark look in Rachel's direction and continued to another section of the gym. The rest of the Cheerios began to drift in and not too long after that Coach Sylvester strode in.
"Okay my sloppy group of oompa loompas! Let's get this disaster started!"
Rachel turned her attention to the newest routine that they had to perform. Practice seemed to go by faster than normal and without incident. Rachel tiredly made her way to the locker room right behind the rest of the squad. She was already out of the showers and stepping into a fresh uniform when Quinn approached her. She did her best not to show how nervous she was as she quickly finished dressing and gathered the rest of her things.
"Hey Berry, I'm so sorry about earlier. I have no idea what came over me."
"It's okay I guess. It happens to the best of us."
Quinn continued almost as if she hadn't spoken. "I just wanted to let you know that Coach Sylvester and I decided that our routine needs some more work, so we're going to have extra practices this weekend. Mandatory extra practices, Saturday and Sunday morning. See you there Rach and don't be late." Quinn's gave her a saccharine smile as she turned and confidently walked away.
"What the hell did you do to Q?"
Rachel shouldered her bag and walked out of the locker room without answering Santana's question. It's not like she even had an answer for the other girl anyway.
Rachel spent the rest of the day contemplating Quinn's attitude this morning. The head Cheerio was obviously upset about something. Apparently Quinn was upset enough to set up ridiculous weekend practices, something that would spite the rest of the team as well as herself. Rachel wasn't even going to begin thinking about that one because then she would probably have a nervous breakdown.
By the time it was time for Glee she was no closer to figuring out what Quinn's problem was. She again showed up to practice early and was happy to see that this time the room was empty. She sat down at the piano and started pressing random keys. She closed her eyes and thought about how rare it was for a song not to come to her immediately. She was so lost in feeling sorry for herself that she didn't notice that she had the beginnings of an audience watching on.
"I thought you said she had two dates this weekend?"
"She does."
"Then why is she sitting there torturing the piano and looking like someone killed Streisand."
"I don't know. That's not how I left her last night."
"I can hear you guys, you know." Rachel turned on the bench to face Kurt and Mercedes. "Now you can stop talking about me like I'm not here."
"Aw sweetie, why are you so cranky?" Kurt put his arm around Rachel and guided her to the risers.
At that moment Santana angrily walked in and took a seat not far from Kurt, Mercedes and Rachel. "Probably because She got into a fight with Q that led to all of the Cheerios having to deal with early morning practices this weekend"
"Santana, I did not get into a fight with Quinn. Now can we drop this whole subject!"
"You know this probably has something to do with Quinn staring Rachel down during practice yesterday."
"Oh my god! You caught that too?" Kurt excitedly turned towards Mercedes to share in the gossip. "It's like she was trying to bore holes into Rachel's head!"
"Girl was heated! I wonder what Rachel did?"
"You guys are seriously going to continue talking about me as if I am not here again?" Rachel leveled Kurt with a glare. "And you did not tell me about Quinn staring me down!"
"Oh my god! Queer eye, Bootylicious, can you please focus on the real problem here? My weekend is shot!"
"Well Rachel has two dates! Imagine how she feels!"
"So we're all just going to ignore my ruined weekend because Rachel has dates?"
"Rachel had dates. Now Rachel has to focus on learning new Cheerio routines." Quinn was smiling as she strode into the room. She looked blissfully oblivious of Santana's glare and Rachel's questioning stare. She actually looked happily pleased with herself despite the tension surrounding her.
A/N: So what is Quinn's problem? We'll find out pretty soon…I hope. Comments and reviews, whether they're good or bad, make me tres happy!
Also if anyone has any ideas for Rachel's dates then feel free to let me know in a PM or a review. I love how I get inspired by some of your comments.
