A/N: Feeling a 'Wicked' vibe. Maybe I'll try to incorporate all my favorite songs…where the fit. I'm not going to have random songs anywhere.

Santana and Brittany fell into step on either side of one Miss Rachel Berry.

"Listen here Berry, we have a quartet song in mind to sing for Schue. We need you to sing in it. Here, it's arranged differently," Santana said and thrust the sheet music at her.

"How did you two arrange music?" Rachel asked. Brittany rolled her eyes.

"We didn't," Brittany said. Rachel took the music obligingly.

"Ooh, I love this song," Rachel said.

"The poor song. Anyway, this is your part," Santana said and then she and Brittany left.

Quinn, Santana and Brittany stood in an organized clump on one part of the stage, Rachel was near them but not with them. The rest of glee stared up at them. The music started.

Rachel
What is this feeling?
So sudden and new?

Santana

I felt it the moment
I laid eyes on you:

Rachel
My pulse is rushing:

Quinn
My head is reeling:

Brittany
My face is flushing:

All
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes! Loathing

Rachel:

Unadulterated loathing

Santana
For your face

Quinn
Your voice

Brittany
Your clothing

Quinn and Rachel

Let's just say - I loathe it all
Every little trait, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure and strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
Loathing you
My whole life long!

Brittany and Santana

you are just too good
How do you stand it? I don't think I could!
She's a terror! She's a Tartar!
We don't mean to show a bias,
But you're a martyr!

Rachel
Well: these things are sent to try us!

Brittany and Santana
forced to reside
With someone so disgusticified
We all just want to tell you:
We're all on your side!
We share your:

All
What is this feeling Loathing
So sudden and new? Unadulterated loathing
I felt the moment For her face, her voice
I laid eyes on you Her clothing
My pulse is rushing Let's just say:
My head is reeling We loathe it all!
Oh, what is this feeling? Ev'ry little trait
Does it have a name? Makes our very flesh
Yes: Begin to crawl:.
Ahhh: Ahhh:

ALL
Loathing!

Quinn and Rachel
There's a strange exhilaration Loathing
In such total detestation Loathing
So pure, so strong Loathing

All
So strong!

All
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last ALL
And I will be loathing Loathing
For forever loathing Loathing
Truly deeply loathing Loathing you
My whole Loathing
Life long! Unadulterated loathing

The girls all walked off of the stage.

Finn walked home from a park visit with Rachel. Finn hadn't realized it was so late and now doubt that Quinn would be sick with worry. He felt guilty, he hated seeing her worried, hurt or uncomfortable. He fiddled with his cell-phone. Rachel had thought that the 'date' went well. Finn had been bored out of his mind. He came to a street and looked both ways, he had plenty of time to cross. When he had almost made it to the other side he dropped his phone. He reached down to get it and his pants got stuck o a thorn bunch. He tried in vain to free them. Then it all happened so fast.

He saw the lights and heard the squeal of tires and brakes fighting velocity.

And he felt the searing pain. He let out a strangled howl.