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Warning: Genderswapped!Quinn
CHAPTER 10
Rachel's dads had dropped the brunette off earlier than usual, but the brunette was eager to take advantage of the early hour to practice for Regionals without being bothered by the crowd of students, that roamed the hallways. Her new relationship was definitely keeping her busy, although the former football captain gave her enough space to keep on improving her dancing and singing skills, that would have turned to be useful in the future; so when they agreed on meeting on school ground, she was happy he had accepted without whining nor blaming her for being inconsiderate toward him, something that probably would have happened with Finn, notorious for his childish attitude.
"Hey Rachel, going somewhere?" a familiar voice startled the brunette from her thoughts, chocolate eyes roamed around the almost empty parking lot and landed on a curly haired boy, whose face she hadn't seen in a while during Glee club meetings. "Surprised to see me, hun?" He advanced slowly and kept his eyes on the shorter brunette, who had noticed few other teens behind him.
"Jesse, what are you doing here? I thought you had joined Glee club but you failed to attend it regularly, that's not a proper team player attitude." Rachel folded her arms across her chest, fixing him with her best stern glare and watched him stop in his tracks. "They were right, weren't they? You never wanted to join us, it was just a game to distract me? You thought that pursuing me romantically and probably breaking my heart would have resulted in us forfeiting the competition?"
"Honestly, I did. That was the plan since the beginning, but I didn't take in account Mr. Punk Prince Charming who swept you off your feet so easily. You really are a diva, after all, who lets her heart beat for the first guy who sends a sweet glare her way." The curly haired boy nodded toward the members of his group, who were circling the brunette with their hands behind their backs. "I wonder what Quinnten will say when you'll ride into the sunset with your first lead man on stage, poor guy getting cheated on twice. He must be doing something wrong, if he can't keep his girls with him."
"Do not you dare to badmouth my boyfriend, he is a man more than you will ever be." She marched up to him and backhanded his face, proud of the loud smack of her hand on his cheek. "He is a team player and has a great heart, to think I had a small crush on you I feel disgusted with myself. You can't even come here and confront me alone, since you are a big coward with no backbone who lets his trained minions do the dirty job for him." She had just finished the last sentence when something was smashed on top of her head. Something wet and slimy, that was slowly trailing each side of her face and tickled her nose in an unpleasant way.
"There, I did it. Do your job guys." Jesse wiped the excess of yolk on the front of her argyle sweater and turned around to walk to his car, not even bothering to watch each member of Vocal Adrenaline smash 3 or 4 eggs each on the silent and stunned brunette. He leaned forward to brush the remnants of egg's shell off his precious shoes when a kick into his rear sent him face into the floor, landing in a small puddle of dirty water.
"Get off the floor, you pathetic piece of shit." Santana's hands grabbed him from the back of his shirt, sending his side against the metal doors of the car before he slumped against it. Arms raised to protect his face from her eventual punches, but she was restrained by a pair of long arms who circled her waist. "Consider yourself lucky cause I don't want to be expelled before Regionals, but after that your ass is mine and I'll show you how to proper deal with girls." She kicked some dust in his face before jogging her way toward the dirty brunette, who was protectively wrapped in her boyfriend's arms.
"We need to get you cleaned up babe, Santana and Brittany will help." Quinnten's lips pressed against her forehead, cringing at the smell of raw egg emanating from her skin but nothing mattered more than taking care of her. "We should report this to Figgins, there must be something we can do." He watched the VA's cars pull out of the parking lot and, despite wanting to go after each one of them, he knew taking physical revenge would have just ended up with New Directions being disqualified. "I can talk to Mr. Schue." He whispered softly and just wrapped the starlet tighter in his arms, almost carrying her toward the school building where she could take a quick shower in the girls' locker room.
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"Mr. Schue, there must be something we can do. They deliberately attacked her, fully aware of her eating habits and used that against her. They hurt her and it's not fair we cannot report this to the Choir authorities." Quinnten shot up from his seat, standing in the middle of the room and eyeing their teacher as Rachel curled into Brittany's arms.
"I already told Principal Figgins about this, but since there are not physical harms nor it can be considered a deliberate attack to New Directions that will keep us from performing, we can't do anything about it. So I kindly advise you to sit down and focus on Regionals." The curly haired man rubbed a hand on his face, having failed to calm the pink haired guy down. "So, who has prepared something for today?"
"Are you fucking kidding me? You are supposed to be our guidance and counselor, we just reported to you that one of our members has been attacked by those fucking cowards called Vocal Adrenaline and you shrug it like nothing?" He shouted into the teacher's face, watching him slightly cower from the intensity of his glare that really showed the resemblance with Russell Fabray's hard glare. "I can't believe you care more about a stupid choir competition than the safety of one of your students!"
"Enough! You better keep that language to yourself or I'll send you to Principal Figgins." The vest clad man stood up and faced the angered guy, ready to use his authority to put him back into his place not wanting to acknowledge he was right for being so mad. "We can beat Vocal Adrenaline on the stage, that's what we are going to do."
"Mr. Schue is right, we can beat them with an amazing duet featuring me and Rachel." Finn stepped in and sent a smug grin toward his former football mate, watching him ball his hands in fists ready to explode. "It was just a couple of eggs smashed on her head, it's not like she wasn't used to be bullied before. It will enhance her moral spirit, as she always says about the challenges ahead of her. I bet she'll feel a lot better when it's gonna be me and her on that stage, right Rach?"
"You dumbass, I should have rearranged your face when I found out about you sleeping with my ex." Quinn grabbed the front of his hoodie and pulled him down the steps of the choir room, sending him stumbling into one of the empty chairs. "She is vegan, you freaking idiot and using eggs was a sordid way to hurt her mentally too. How would you feel if they threw dead puppies at you? Are you that thick in the head?" He stared down into his void eyes and grabbed him tighter, despite the yells of protests coming from the other members. "If you hint about getting closer to my girlfriend again, I'll really finish the job Finn. It's a fucking promise!"
"QUINNTEN! GO TO THE PRINCIPAL, NOW!" Mr. Schue's put some space between the two guys and, of course, checked if Finn was okay before setting his hard glare on the faux hawked guy. "You better come back with a new attitude or you can consider yourself out of this club. We do not tolerate violence here." He grabbed his music papers and slammed them down on the black piano, startling Brad and the other silent members who had witnessed the scene.
"You do not tolerate violence when it comes to your protégé but if it's Rachel or some of the other members, you have no problems being a coward and ignoring it." Quinnten grabbed his bag from off the floor and looked at his girlfriend, who stared back at him. "I am sorry for this mess babe, I'll wait for you in the parking lot." He pressed a soft kiss on her lips and nodded toward the two cheerleaders, silently asking them to take care of her while he was temporary banned from the club. The boy started walking down the empty hallways, carrying his bag slouched on his left shoulder when other footsteps echoed from behind him and quickly approached him. Quinn barely had the time to turn around when a pair of familiar lips crashed on his, pressing him into the metal lockers at his side and turning him into a puddle of emotions and butterflies filling his stomach. His arms easily slipped around her thin waist, keeping her close as their lips moved slower and softer; breaths were mutually exchanged through their parted mouths, acquainting themselves with each other's tastes as their bodies melted in one strong embrace. "What are you doing here?" He whispered breathlessly against her slightly swollen lips, his strong fingers slowly ran through her tousled hair that she hadn't fixed properly after the impromptu shower.
"You defended me." Rachel lowered herself back on her feet, resting the side of her head against her boyfriend's firm shoulder. "You defended me despite it caused you in getting scolded and sent to the Principal and I know you would have gladly gone after Vocal Adrenaline, but you refrained yourself because you know how much this competition matters to us and hurting them would have gotten us disqualified." The brunette looked up into his soft eyes, reading the confirmation to all of her statements in his stormy hazel eyes. "Thank you, it means a lot to me."
"I always thought that one of the basics of a solid relationship was having each other's back, you showed me your loyalty even before we got together. Furthermore, now, it's my responsibility to protect you as much as I can, despite knowing you are strong and can take care of yourself." Quinn leaned down to press a soft kiss on the tip of her nose. "Now I should go to the Principal's office, before I get an even worse punishment." He chuckled softly and hugged the brunette a little closer, not wanting to part from her.
"No don't, I will talk to my daddies about what happened and I am sure they'll have no problems in lessening your eventual punishment, once they mention the ACLU contacts they can count on." Rachel raised herself on her tiptoes and brushed a soft kiss on his smiling mouth, gently nipping at his bottom lip her hands fisted the front of his sweatshirt to hold onto. "Can we go back at yours or something? I really don't want to be alone at home."
"I'll gladly keep you company and can drive you back, when it's time for you to be due at home." With the same smile on his face, Quinnten lowered the girl back on the ground and wrapped his arm around her waist. The petite singer tucked herself into his side, feeling his sweet cologne pervade her nostrils and provide safety that she really craved at that particular moment; her small hands curled under the hem of his sweater, trailing the tip of her finger over his well defined abs and making him shudder gently.
Rachel had never been over at the boy's place, she had heard girls talking about how easily things could progress with their boyfriends if left alone in their companies, despite the amount of self control or intentions to stay chaste. Yet, she wasn't worried 'cause she knew she could trust the ex-blonde in not pushing them further than they both were ready for. The apartment was a small two bedrooms place, with an open kitchen and living room where a worn out couch and armchair stood in front of a small flat TV with a PS3 sitting under it.
"Can I offer you something to drink? I forgot to buy orange juice, but we have herbal tea, vitamin water, coffee and diet coke." Quinn pulled the head back from his small refrigerator, watching the girl who leaned against his kitchen counter. "Or we can go for a coffee?" He closed it with a gentle thud and moved to stand in front of the brunette, who tugged him closer to her.
"I am okay, do not worry too much about being polite with your guest." Rachel chuckled softly and tucked her head against his chest, fingers reaching up to stroke the baby hair at the base of his neck as they stood against the counter. "Am I being too clingy?" She whispered softly and held her breath, knowing how he had been reticent in indulging into PDAs with his ex girlfriend, being seen with the Glee Club captain wouldn't have been positive for his popularity.
"No, it's perfect." He whispered and kissed her temple gently, arms circled the back of her head to play with the length of her brunette locks. The closeness and the intimacy of the simple hug had never felt better before, not even that night in the Jacuzzi turned out to be as intimate as embracing Rachel was. "I was thinking of going back to blonde and my ordinary attire, so that judges won't wrinkle their noses at my look."
"Honestly, I dig both looks because they suite you." The singer pulled her head back to stare up into his hazelnut eyes, hands slipping to the front to rest on his strong pectorals through the sweatshirt. "But if you want to do it for yourself, I would have nothing against it as long as you keep some of those ripped jeans, they are quite attractive on you." Chuckling to herself she pulled his head down for a gentle kiss and then nodded toward the couch. "Can we watch a movie here before you take me home?"
"Sure thing, I am afraid my movie selection has been dramatically reduced but maybe we can find something that will be meeting your tastes." He tugged her away from the counter, leading the brunette to the living room area and settling on the couch, while she eagerly picked the movie for the night.
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The Regionals day had finally come and, despite the attempts to keep the winning duet team on stage, Mr. Schue still favored Finn to Quinnten to be the one to sing with Rachel for their ballad, probably still holding some kind of resentment toward the boy who had called him out on his cowardice. 'Don't Stop Believing' provided to be their battle song, that first group number that had brought them all together and that had earned the audience's enthusiasm, giving them enough hopes to be a match to Vocal Adrenaline's talent. But when Rachel took the stage, the cheers and the clapping sounds died down in favor of a deep silence, that covered everyone like a warm blanket; the Glee club members stood entranced in the background, some watching with envy in their eyes and some with pride. The brunette sang her heart out, giving a perfect rendition of 'Don't Rain On My Parade' that took everyone's breath away; the moment her eyes closed, as the notes faded in the background, no one could have ever imagined the enthusiasm showed by the audience, who stood from their seat and cheered even louder if it was possible. The singer's head turned to the side, quickly finding her boyfriend's eyes who smiled brightly at her and winked quickly, not wanting to steal the moment from her any longer.
When the curtains closed, the New Directions gathered in the room assigned to them and everyone wore a big smile on their face; Brittany kept bouncing in her girlfriend's lap, holding onto her neck as she exchanged compliments with Mike and Matt, for their choreography while Mr. Schue congratulated with Finn for his duet with Rachel, as usual. The brunette was still wrapped in Kurt and Mercedes' arms, but she quickly excused herself when taking note of her boyfriend standing by the door watching her with a totally enamored look. She approached him slowly and by the time they were arms' length from each other, soft fingers grabbed on each side of her waist to erase any distance left between them and lips pressed down on hers. Everyone noticed the display of affection between the two, smiling at the sweetness that Rachel had managed to bring out of Quinnten or sulking in a corner, because he had never been that affectionate with someone else before. Both Finn and Norah's eyes lingered on the new couple, mentally rolling their eyes at them and probably wishing to be in their shoes despite they were having a baby together and had no right to interfere with their romance.
"You were amazing, do you know that?" Quinnten whispered in her mouth, giving words and taking her breath with each kiss, lingering a bit more without turning their kisses in a full make out session. It'd be inappropriate and too much to handle, knowing how easily it is to get carried away together. "I am so proud of you being my captain, Rachel Barbra Berry."
"You are making me blush." Rachel tucked her head under his chin, taking the comfortable spot she felt like belonging to and sinking into his warmth; Vocal Adrenaline were currently on stage and she didn't want to think about their performance, nor let the anxiety of the results take the best of her. So she just held onto him a little tighter, letting his usual collected demeanor comfort and soothe her till the chart was out.
"I am sorry to interrupt your sweet moment, but I think we have a problem." Norah's voice was shaky and urgent, both teens pulled back from their embrace to look at her. "My waters just broke." She nodded toward the visible puddle at her feet and the stain on the front of her dress; everyone looked around to find someone to take charge of the situation, what were they supposed to do now?
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