You Have No Idea What's Going On Here
'Nice of you to join us ladies.' Mr Schu said, annoyed expression on his face as the girls rushed into the rehearsal hall.
'Sorry Mr Schu.' Quinn apologised for all three of them, as Santana and Brittany came in behind her, Santana still looking ill simply because she was tired.
'You cant be late again guys, we cannot afford to loose practice time.' He said firmly, all of the girls nodding. 'Okay, so lets go through the first number, Mercedes, Kurt, come on up. Everyone else starting positions.' Everyone fell into rank as Mr Schu cued the music. Quinn and Brittany managed with no problems but Santana was tired, and hadn't had as much practice. This disadvantage was clearly showing in her performance. 'Hang on guys!' Mr Schu called over the music.
'What is it Mr Schu?' Finn asked, catching his breath.
'Santana, are you okay?' He walked over to the Latina, breathing heavily leaning her hands on her knees.
'I'm good Mr Schu, just need to catch up.' She tried to smile, but was overcome by a wave of dizziness.
'Woah,' Mr Schu caught her as she stumbled.
'Mr Schu, Santana is clearly unwell.' Rachel pointed out. 'Do we really want one member to be our downfall at regional's? I don't think so, so I suggest Santana sits out the first round of the competition.'
'Shut the hell up midget, I'm fine, I'm not going to infect anyone!' Santana shouted at her, but again she was overcome with dizziness.
'Santana!' Quinn ran over to her, helping her sit on the edge of the stage.
'I'm fine Q,' she said, swatting her away.
'Mr Schu, I hate to say it but I think I agree with Rachel.' Kurt walked forwards.
'Yeah, Santana can join in the next round, when she's feeling better.' Mercedes concurred.
'What, no, Mr Schu come on.' Brittany defended the brunette, still stricken on the edge of the stage.
'Santana, are you alright?' Mr Schu asked, Quinn answering before her.
'She just hasn't been sleeping much Mr Schu, or eating but it think it's probably nerves or something. She'll be fine for the competition she just needs to catch up on the routines.' Quinn looked at their teacher sincerely. 'You cant make her sit out.'
'It's fine Q, don't bother.' Santana said groggily as she slid off of the stage and began walking for the exit.
'Santana!' Quinn called after her. 'San!' But she was gone, the doors to the room swinging open and closed.
'Well, that's settled then.' Tina said.
'Shut the hell up, all of you!'
'Quinn calm down.' Mr Schu almost yelled at her, the rest of the glee club watching in awe.
'No Mr Schu, you have no idea what's going on here.' And with that, she jumped off of the stage in search of the Latina. Then all eyes were on Brittany.