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This is the last chapter for the first episode. The next chapter will be Quinn and Santana's date and then on to episode 2.
There is some Spanish in this chapter and the translations are at the bottom of the page. I'm working with google translate so I apologize if it's not accurate.
This whole chapter is in Quinn's POV.
What the fuck? It was my first thought after something really fucking cold hit my face. It literally felt like someone had thrown ice water on my face but it was thicker and sharper than that. I wiped some of it away from my eyes to find a few guys laughing, one the bigger guy from my first day.
"I told you not to fuck with me new kid." Azimio said in what I assumed he thought was a menacing tone. I growled lowly under my breath. "You need to learn your place around here." My hands clenched into fists and I threw myself at him shoving him into the wall again, my fist pulled back and collided with his face before I felt hands on me, pulling me off and another fist colliding with my stomach.
"Mother fucker!" I spat as the wind got knocked out of me. Whoever hit me was clearly bigger than I was. Azimio recovered and he was standing right front of me.
"Let this be a lesson to you, shithead. That you don't fuck with kids higher than you." He growled before his fist collided with my face and I groaned and tasted blood in my mouth. Azimio smirked in satisfaction. "Drop him. Come on guys." He muttered and I was unceremoniously dropped to the floor as Azimio and his guys disappeared.
"Mother fucker." I muttered again, more to myself as I pulled myself up off the floor. Santana came out of nowhere, her hand covering her mouth.
"Holy shit, Quinn! What the hell happened to you?" She asked as she came over and touched my face. I glared daggers in the general direction Azimio and his guys had disappeared to.
"Azimio and his asshole friends." She looked me over and sighed.
"Come on baby, let's get you cleaned up." She said softly, taking my arm and pulling me down the hallway, stopping at her locker. "I keep a sweatshirt in here just in case. I like my sweatshirts baggy so it should fit you alright, it will just be a little warm." I shrugged and looked at her softly.
"Thank you." I muttered quietly. She smiled at me.
"Come on, we still have to get that shit out of your hair." She took my hand and continued down the hallway stopping in front of the women's bathroom. She opened the door and looked around, only a couple of freshman were inside.
"Out. Come on, get the fuck out." She snapped, and the girls who were obviously terrified of her scrambled out of the bathroom. I just shook my head with a smile as she pulled me inside. She took a folding chair from the corner and set it up in front of the sink. "The Gleeks keep it in here for this reason." She shrugged, explaining. "Take your shirt off and take a seat and lean your head back." I nodded and did what she asked, sitting on the chair and leaning my head back. "Close your eyes and mouth, I'm going to pour some water over your face." Again, I did what she asked as I felt warm water being poured over my face and neck and then my hair. She carefully started working out the sticky syrup from my hair until it was all gone and I smiled up at her as she finished and grabbed a couple paper towels, wiping off my face and neck and then drying my hair.
"Alright, Skater Boy, you're all good to go." She said softly and I sat up.
"Thank you." I replied just as softly. She smiled at me.
"De nada." She grinned and took a seat on my lap.
"You must think I'm a pussy." I mumbled. She shook her head.
"Nah, Azimio is like three times your size and I saw him wiping blood from his nose on my way to you. Why did he slushy you though?"
"Because I'm new. And because I tried to fuck him up on the first day after I saw him slushy Kurt." She sighed. "San…I don't think I'm going to audition for Glee. Not yet anyway. I need to get some popularity up. My temper is too bad to deal with that shit everyday." She smiled at me sadly.
"It's okay. I understand. Trust me." She leaned down and kissed my cheek, avoiding my busted lip. I smiled as she pulled away. "Lets get to class okay? I'm sure we've missed most of second period." I sighed and looked at my watch.
"We'll make it back for third period and this bathroom is gonna fill with people in a few minutes." She gave her own sigh and stood, passing me the sweatshirt she had gotten from her locker. I slipped it on over my head. It fit nicely. "I'll have to give you one of my sweatshirts." She turned to me as she put the chair back. "Boyfriends usually give their girlfriend's a sweatshirt." She raised her eyebrow.
"Boyfriend huh?" I felt heat creep up my neck.
"Well, yeah. I was gonna ask you after our date on Friday but I mean…this was probably the most vulnerable I've been with you and you've already cried to me and we've already fucked so we are just missing the date…" I trailed off when I saw her giggle. She shook her head and walked over to me, pressing her lips very carefully to mine. The bell rang and she grinned.
"Let's get to English, boyfriend." I flashed her a stupid grin and let her lead the way out of the bathroom.
After school, Sam went to football and I sat in the bleachers waiting for him. He was pissed as hell when he found out what Azimio did to me but I don't him to keep a wrap on it during practice. He didn't need to get kicked off after just making the team. After practice and Sam had showered we hovered outside the locker room, discussing in hushed tones about the Glee audition.
"I told Santana I wasn't going. She gets it. I think it's for the best Sam. You know I love singing and music but I can't handle this slushy shit everyday. I'll be expelled before the end of next week." I muttered to him. He sighed.
"I know. After what Beiste did to Finn, I'm not so sure either and then with you this morning. Shit dude." He muttered.
"Agreed. Let's just go home and get our homework done. I know you're probably behind." He scowled at me but his shoulders slumped.
"Football is just a pain in the ass and with the letters and numbers…It's just a mess." I smiled a sympathetic smile and patted him on the shoulder.
"Which is why I am gonna help you pass. Come on, brother."
Friday rolled around and Mike passed my locker looking pissed as hell.
"Mike!" I called out to him. He turned and traipsed back to me. "What's wrong dude?" I asked him, a little concerned.
"The Asian Community is super strong around here and I just found out that Sunshine, that new girl from the Philippines was sent to a crack house instead of Glee auditions last night." He said angrily. My eyes went wide.
"What the fuck? Who would send her there?" I asked incredulously.
"Rachel Berry." I frowned.
"The tiny one?" He gave a tight-lipped nod. "Holy shit. Why?" Just then Tina appeared next to Mike, also angry.
"Because she's an ambitious little freak who wants all the solos and can't handle someone else being as talented as she is." My eyes went wide again.
"Holy shit."
"You're telling me. We have to go find Shue so he can deal with this." Tina said before storming off.
"We'll see you at lunch." Mike said before following Tina. Holy fucking shit what was wrong with people at this school. And Rachel? She does not seem the type to even know where crack houses would be. I shook my head and went back to my locker, shoving my morning books into my bag. I felt hands cover my eyes and I stiffened before I caught a whiff of Santana's perfume. I grinned and turned around.
"Hey baby." I grinned happily, kissing her, still careful to mind my still healing lip.
"I'm gonna kill Azimio. It's his fault I can't kiss you properly." I laughed at the murderous look in her eyes.
"You're just gonna have to kiss me real good when it heals." She smirked.
"I can do that."
"Good." And I pecked her lips again as Sam and Puck came up to us.
"Dear god, get a room." Sam muttered and I punched him in the arm. I looked at Santana and Puck.
"Is Rachel always so crazy?" I asked them. They both looked at each other and back to me.
"What did she do this time?" Puck asked.
"Mike and Tina told me they sent the new foreign exchange girl, Sunshine, to a crack house instead of Glee auditions last night." I told them.
"She did what?" Puck exclaimed.
"Ay dios mío! Que maldita perra! No puedo creer que ella!" Santana yelled at Spanish and I nodded my head. Three years of Spanish hadn't been for nothing.
"Right." I agreed.
"She could give Sue Sylvester a run for her money." Santana said, shaking her head.
"I wonder what Shue is gonna do to her." I wondered out loud.
"Probably just make her apologize and move on." Puck said and I blinked.
"That's it? Seriously?" Sam asked the question we were both thinking.
"Mhm. He's really easy going so if you're gonna fuck up, fuck up around him. Didn't you notice how when San and Kitty were fighting, neither of them actually got in trouble? That's because Shue was the teacher who broke it up. He could give less of a shit about actually getting us in trouble." Puck shrugged and Santana nodded.
"Wow." Sam muttered as the bell rang.
"Wow is right, brother. But San and I have to get to class. I'll see you guys at lunch." I told Sam and Puck as Santana and I headed off to Pre Calc. hands intertwined.
At lunch, all the Glee kids got called to the Auditorium for a mandatory meeting so naturally, Sam and I followed Puck and Santana there. We hung out in the back so we couldn't be seen though. It seemed like that Sunshine girl was finally getting a real audition and I smiled and then she started to sing and I had to pick my jaw up off the floor. The girl was killing it and our friends knew it. They were cheering loud as she nailed the song and even Sam had chills listening to her.
"Holy shit dude." He muttered to me as she finished and everyone cheered and clapped for her.
"She's fucking good." Sam just nodded next to me. Shue got up to talk to her and Sam and I made our way back into the hallway to wait for our friends. "I can't believe how good she was. Like damn." I murmured to Sam.
Santana, Brittany, and Puck joined us a few moments later, followed closely by Tina and Mike and the 7 of us made our way to the cafeteria to scarf down some food before lunch ended.
"Sunshine fucking killed it!" Mike said with a grin on his face. "Serves Rachel right." He said gleefully.
"Are you sure you don't want to audition?" Santana whispered in my ear. I sighed and gave her a sad smile.
"Not yet. I can't risk it yet." She kissed my cheek.
"I know. I just really want to hear you sing."
"Well why didn't you say so. I could just sing for you on our date tonight." I offered with a small smirk.
"Mmm, please do." She practically purred in my ear and I groaned, catching the attention of everyone else.
"Dear god, you two get a room." Puck said rolling his eyes.
"You're just bitter you aren't getting laid Puckerman!" Santana bit back. I turned my attention to Sam, watching his emotions. He looked interested in the topic at hand and it confirmed his interest in Puck.
"Watch it Santana." Puck glared back at her. "The cougar pool is a little overrated here." He muttered trying to defend himself.
"Maybe you've just fucked every woman in Lima and you've run out of options. Unless you wanted to start fucking dudes." She teased him lightly. I switched between watching them and watching Sam, who seemed even more interested in their conversation. He glared back at her but there was a small flicker in his eyes that only someone who was paying very close attention would have noticed.
"I can say that I am 100% straight." He said with conviction and I saw the corners of Sam's mouth drop a little.
"Aw come on Puckerman! There's no shame in being a little gay." It was then that I took a drink from my water bottle and Brittany decided to chime in.
"Yeah, Santana and I have had sweet lady kisses before." Five sets of eyes turned to stare at Brittany and I turned my head just in time to spray water all over the floor. I started coughing and Mike pounded me on my back.
"What?!" I asked as soon as I got control of my lungs again. Santana turned her gaze to me and frowned.
"It's nothing. We make out sometimes. It's fun." I blinked at her. And she got angry. "Well, if you're going to be a dick about it." She said, starting to get up from her seat. I quickly grabbed her wrist.
"I'm not trying to be a dick, I'm just surprised. I'm not mad. Or anything other than surprised." She stared at me for a moment before sitting back down. "I made out with a dude once. We were playing spin the bottle." I shrugged. "It wasn't awful but I know that I'm straight and that didn't change anything."
"Same." Mike spoke up and this time 6 sets of surprised faces turned to him. He shrugged. "I was like…10 or something. It was a dare."
"Yeah, and I've kissed a girl before." Tina chimed in.
"See, there's nothing wrong with being a little gay Puckerman." Santana said, looking at him with a shit eating grin. He frowned. "What about you Sammy, ever kissed a boy?" Brittany asked him. I looked at my brother and he at me as we had a silent conversation. He clenched his jaw for a moment before speaking.
"I've kissed a boy before." It was all he offered and everyone accepted it.
"Maybe you just need to kiss a guy, Puck. It would open so many doors for you." I offered and he glared at me. But I could see the shift in his eyes. God help me if this plan didn't get my brother laid.
The bell rang signaling the end of lunch and we all groaned as we headed off to our classes.
Translations:
De nada. - You're Welcome
Ay dios mío! Que maldita perra! No puedo creer que ella! - Oh Lord! That fucking bitch! I cannot believe her!
