A/N: Hey guys, sorry again for the late update. I'm going to have to change my update days to Sunday instead of Tuesday. Anyways, here's a new chapter and I hope you enjoy.

- Cassie xoxo


Rachel's POV

"Well I'm sure you're all wondering why I called you losers down here." Sue said, looking each of us straight in the eye. I was confused. Quinn looked suspicious. Kurt looked bored. Blaine was looking at Sue curiously. It looked as if Puck was wondering what he did wrong. Santana was impatient. Brittany was preoccupied with her thoughts. Tina looked shocked.

"You know." Tina stated. Six heads snapped in her direction at once. Brittany still looked deep in thought and appeared to not have heard Tina's statement.

Sue winked at them. "About your little secret superpowers? You betcha. How in the world you managed to acquire such skills? That's something I'd like to know."

"So would we." Puck muttered dully. Santana whacked him in the arm, a cue for him to shut up.

"Excuse me Coach Sylvester, but how do you know about our little predicament?" I demanded. I was in shock. We were being so careful about everything. We only discussed these matters in private, only practiced in my basement, and have been acting naturally. What gave it away?

Sue smiled. "It's simple really. I like to know about all of the little shenanigans that go on in this pathetic little school, so I have the whole place bugged. I heard a few of your conversations from last week in the choir room. Those little 'private' cnversations? Not so private. I've been busy with things until this very moment, so it hasn't been my priority to call you all down here until now. You know, it might be in your best interest to not talk about secrets like there where you can be overheard.." Sue explained.

"What gives you any right to bug the school? That's an invasion of privacy!" Kurt exclaimed.

"May I remind you Porcelain, school grounds are public property. I assure you that it is legal; it's in my contract." Sue said simply. Quinn rolled her eyes at the insane cheerleading coach.

"What do you want, Coach? You obviously have a reason for calling us down here besides to gloat about your surveillance skills." Quinn said, getting to the point.

"Spot on, Q. Prepare yourselves because I'm about to drop a bomb on you." Sue said, looking each of us in the eye. "I have called you down here to inform you from now on I would like to coach you sloppy freakshow babies into being a firstclass superhero squad." I eyed her in disbelief.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up. What the hell would you know about this superhero business anyways?" Santana asked. "I doubt shit like this is in your contract."

"And what's in it for you?" Quinn added.

"May I remind you girls, gays, and Puckerman; I am a proven champion. My coaching tactics are superior, and in return for helping with your special conditions, I just want to be recognized as the incredible woman behind the new world saviors. Kind of like that failed pirate turned legendary hero Nick Fury and his squad of Avengers." Sue explained.

"She's telling the truth." Brittany confirmed, suddenly paying attention to the conversation at hand. I looked at Sue warily. I thought about the possible outcomes of this situation. What if we let Sue coach us? Although admittedly having some outside help could never hurt, I cannot see how Sue Sylvester of all people would be willing to help us. There were so many risks involved. It would be like making a deal with the devil.

"Now, what exactly would you be helping us with?" I countered Sue, reaching my decision. "Obviously you've never had any experience with this. I'm afraid we're going to have to decline your offer." I said, standing up to leave the room.

"Tell me Streisand, do you know the extent of your powers? How to work as a team? And obviously you don't know how to control those PMS tendencies or how to diet with that extreme metabolism of yours. Hell, I'm not sure if you even noticed those aspects of it since you've been running around like chickens with their heads chopped off. I could help discover things you haven't found yet and how to be the best you can be. Also, I am a very powerful ally. I can get Schuester to do whatever you please." Sue offered.

Santana smirked at me and I slightly smiled. "We got that part covered." we said in unison.

Sue looked impressed. "Blackmailing William? I must say ladies, I am aroused. Now, how about my offer?"

What do you guys think? Should we take up on her offer? I asked unsurely.

We'd be idiots to say no to Sylvester. You know she isn't going down without a fight. Besides, she could only do more help than harm and I trust my Britt's judgment. Santana replied.

As much as it pains me, we might as well say yes. She is a first class coach after all and having her on our side could also help social wise. Kurt added grudgingly.

So is everyone in? I asked to confirm.

Yes. seven voice chorused in my head. I smiled at Coach Sylvester.

"We have a deal." I said. Sue smirked.

"You chose right. Now, in order to have these coaching sessions, I will have to be able to approach each of you in the hallways. Since most students would find odd that I speak with you Glee Club losers aside from my two Cheerios, I am offering each of you a place on the squad." Sue said. Everyone turned to look at her in shock.

"Are you joking?" Quinn asked shocked.

"Oh hell no." Puck exclaimed, immediately reaching his decision. "No offense Coach, but Puckasaurus doesn't do cheerleading."

"In fact I am not joking Q, and Puckerman, that is understandable." Sue said. I was stunned. Was she really offering all of us a place on the Cheerios? Being a Cheerio had always seemed so far off from my reality, like a distant dream. How was it possible that I, Rachel Berry, was being offered a spot on the squad? I realized that coming to a decision would take some time.

"We will get back to you on that." I said, breaking out of my thoughts. "We'll be decided by the end of Glee Club."

"Outstanding." Sue said. "Now, get the hell out of my office."


The eight of us arrived early in the choir room after being released from Sue's office. As most of us sat in our seats, Santana and Kurt were searching the choir room.

"Damn, where the hell is this place bugged? I don't see fucking anything." Santana muttered irritably.

"Wherever it is, she hid it well." Kurt said, checking the shelves near the whiteboard.

"Sorry to change the subject, but who else is thinking about taking Sue up on her offer?" Quinn asked.

"I am weighing the pros against the cons." I informed her, thinking heavily on the topic. "On the one hand the status coming with being a Cheerio would be nice and having another extracurricular activity could never hurt, but I have had no experience in cheerleading and I would not be fond of wearing that short Cheerio skirt all of the time." I said, eyeing Santana's skirt.

Santana snorted. "Oh please, like your skirts are that much longer."

"I assure you that they are." I huffed, mentally comparing the lengths of both skirts.

"I'm going to say yes." Tina said smiling. "I think being a Cheerio would be good for me, and like you said Rachel, the status would be nice as well as another extracurricular."

"I'm with Tina." Quinn said. "Being a Cheerio was one of the highlights of my high school career aside from Glee, and here Coach Sue is offering a spot to all of us on a silver platter. I think it's a great opportunity and I'm going to take it."

"What about you Kurt?" Tina asked, shifting her eyesight to look at Kurt. "I know you're thinking about it."

"I admit I am considering all of my options, but I think I'm going to decline. It was fun once upon a time, but I don't think I want to join this time around." Kurt said.

"Don't you need more extracurricular activities for NYADA?" Tina asked, making a point. "Well, here's a golden opportunity. Why don't you just join?"

"Coach Sylvester doesn't ask just everybody, Kurt." Quinn supplied. "Just think about it at least."

Kurt hesitated for a moment before answering. "I'll think about joining."

"What about you Rachel?" Quinn asked hopefully. I hesitated for a moment before answering. Will I join? I mean, there really aren't that many cons to joining Cheerios. And besides, joining the squad would make Quinn happy as well. It would be fun, right?

"Okay, I will join." I said smiling, satisfied with my decision. Quinn looked thrilled which made me smile even bigger. Every head turned to Kurt, waiting for his decision. Kurt shifted uncomfortably under all of our scrutiny.

"What about you Blaine?" Kurt asked, changing the subject off of him.

"No thanks." Blaine said shaking his head. "Cheerleading isn't really my thing."

"If I do it will you?" Kurt asked hopefully. Blaine hesitated a moment. "All of our friends are doing it. We could all be together, and it would be nice to see you put your hot body to work like that." Kurt winked and it took all self control I had not to burst out laughing at Kurt's method of getting Blaine on board.

"Know what? I'll do it if you do, Kurt." Blaine said, completely changing his mind. I turned to look at Kurt.

"If Blaine is doing Cheerios, I'm in." Kurt said. Brittany was grinning like it was the best day of her life.

"Yay, we're all going to be together now!" Brittany cheered, pulling everyone into a tight group hug.

"What am I, chopped liver?" Puck joked. Brittany frowned.

"No, you're Puck." Brittany stated. Everyone burst into laughter.

"Hey ya'll, what's up?" Artie asked, entering the choir room with Mercedes and Sam.

"Hey Artie my boy." Puck said, walking over to Artie for a high five.

"What you all laughing about?" Mercedes asked, smiling at everyone in the choir room.

"Oh it's nothing." I giggled. "How were your weekends everyone?"


"Do the Cheerios really practice this much?" I asked skeptically, walking into my house with Quinn. After Glee practice we all headed down to Sue's office as a group to inform her of our decision. The new Cheerios had received the practice schedule and our new uniforms, and all of us recieved our own 'special' schedule for when Sue would begin our training.

Quinn laughed. "You'd be surprised. Coach Sue used to have us practice in the mornings and almost everyday after Glee. Looks like that hasn't changed." I groaned.

"I'm going to have to change my morning routine to be able to get to Cheerios practice on time." I muttered. Quinn smirked at me, laying her school stuff on the kitchen table.

"You'll get used to it, trust me. Our first practice as Cheerios together is after Glee Club tomorrow, so be prepared to go through hell and back." Quinn said, taking a seat at the kitchen table. I took the seat beside her.

"Are practices really that bad?" I asked dubiously. Quinn nodded.

"Coach Sylvester is insane. The workouts are horrendous and you most likely won't be able to walk the next day, but it keeps you in great shape." Quinn explained. She frowned suddenly. "Oh god. I just realized I'm going to have to go through that whole process again." Now it was my turn to laugh.

"Don't worry, Kurt, Blaine, Tina, and I will be right there with you." I reassured her. She shrugged.

"I'm insanely jealous of Brittany and Santana right now. They're bodies are already adjusted to the Cheerios workout, so knowing Santana, she'll have a field day picking on us about being sore." Quinn said. I laughed again.

"Sounds like Santana. One of these days I will find something to tease her about and she will never be able to live it down." I said. Quinn scoffed.

"Good luck with that. I've known Santana for years, and I've found plenty of things to tease her about. Terrible idea to tease her. She comes back more vicious than ever." Quinn said, chuckling slightly at the Latina's ways.

"Santana has a weakness?" I gasped. "Oh, please do spill. I'd love to have something over her head."

Quinn howled in laughter. "Was that the only thing you caught from what I just said? I also said teasing Santana is like a death wish, so I don't recommend it."

"I don't care." I said, ignoring the warning Quinn was giving me. "Now spill."Quinn smirked.

"Well, if you insist." Quinn said. "Don't say I didn't warn you. So fact one you probably didn't know about Santana; biggest nerd ever."

I threw my head back in laughter. "You can't be serious!" I exclaimed. "How is she a nerd?"

"Well for starters, she knows anything and everything about astronomy. She's always had a huge fascination about that sort of stuff." Qiunn said, chuckling to herself. "Oh, and the best part?" she smirked. "Biggest Doctor Who fan you will ever meet."

I gasped. "No she isn't."

Quinn grinned childishly. "Oh yes she is. She's seen every episode several times. I can't tell you how many times she dragged me and Brittany over for Doctor Who night."

I lost it. I couldn't stop laughing. Santana the Nerd; who knew? I certainly never knew.

"Oh my god, that is fantastic." I managed to squeak out between bursts of laughter. Quinn was still laughing as well.

"Tell me about it." Quinn said quickly, before she began yawning. "Sorry about that. I'm just pretty tired."

"Don't apologized for yawning. I am exhausted as well." I said, looking over at the clock. My mouth opened in shock. "Is it really already seven thirty?!"

Quinn's head snapped in the direction of the kitchen clock. "Holy crap it is. Wow, time really flew by."

"Why don't you stay for dinner?" I asked quickly. "I mean, you're also welcome to spend the night if you'd like-"

"I'd love that." Quinn quickly cut in, smiling. "I'll call my mom to let her know right now." I began to burst with joy. Quinn wanted to spend the night!

"Fantastic!" I exclaimed. "I'll get started on dinner right now, let me just get some ingredients for-"

"Actually Rachel, would you mind if we just skipped dinner and went straight to bed?" Quinn asked unsurely. I turned around to look at her. "I'm sorry, it's just I'm just exhausted and we both have to be up early for school."

"No it's fine. I am exhausted as well." I agreed. "Why don't you call your mom now and I'll get started on my night time ritual?" I said. Quinn nodded smiling.

"Yeah, I'll do that now." Quinn said grabbing her phone and walking into the other room. I dashed up the stairs and was in the bathroom within seconds. I flew through my nightly ritual, suddenly thankful for my enhanced speed. The faster I could finish this, the faster I could be with Quinn.

Once I had finished my ritual in record time I ran into my room to find Quinn sitting on my bed wearing one of my oversized pajama shirts and tight fitting pajama shorts.

Quinn blushed when she saw me. "I hope you don't mind, but I put on some of your pajamas. Obviously I don't have any of my clothes except my Cheerios uniform for tomorrow so I-"

"Quinn stop, it's fine really." I said, internally enjoying the fact that Quinn Fabray was wearing my clothing. "Why don't we just go to bed now?" I asked hopefully. Quinn nodded.

"Sure, that sounds good." Quinn said, laying down in my bed and pulling the covers over her. I quickly flipped off the light switch and joined Quinn in my bed. I pulled the covers over me and flipped over so I was facing Quinn.

"So your mother was okay with you spending the night?" I whispered, trying to make conversation before we both drifted off to sleep.

"Yeah, she was." Quinn whispered. "Thanks for having me over by the way. I feel like I've been spending more time here than at my own home." she chuckled.

I smiled softly. "It's no problem, really. I do enjoy the company. It gets lonely here sometimes." I whispered sadly, thinking of all the nights I had spent alone in this house. There was silence for a moment until Quinn broke it.

"How often are your dads gone? I mean, we've only been really hanging out for almost two weeks now and your dads are never really home." Quinn said. After a moment of silence on my part Quinn quickly added, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-"

"No it's fine, you're allowed to ask that question." I said quickly. I took a deep breath before answering. "They're gone often enough. Both of them work for a huge medical company and are on business trips often. Usually they leave for two weeks every month and spend the other two at home, working in the office, but recently they have been away more often than usual. Before they returned home for Regionals the last time I had seen them was Valentine's Day." I explained sadly, thinking of how much I miss them being at home.

"I'm sorry that they're always away on business trips. But even though they're gone often, it doesn't mean they don't love you." Quinn whispered.

"How would you know?" I snapped bitterly. After I realized what I had just said, I regretted it instantly. "I apologize. That was rude."

"Don't apologize." Quinn said. "I know because I saw how protective they are of you. If they didn't love and care for you, why would they hate me so much? I can respect them for disliking me because I know it means they'll do whatever they can to protect you, Rachel. They hate being separated from you as much as you hate being separated from them."

"How can you sound so certain?" I asked. "They give me so much freedom and it feels like severe loneliness."

"Rachel, I don't know everything about you and your family, but I can assure you that your dads love you." Quinn whispered surely. "Now, I recommend you go to sleep. I don't want you stressing out so much before your first day of Cheerios practice." I could practically see her smirk.

I sighed. "Fine, I'll get some sleep. Goodnight, Quinn."

"Goodnight, Rachel." she replied. It seemed like seconds before unconsciousness set it and everything turned black.


The next morning Tina, Quinn, Kurt, Blaine, and I walked into school with our new Cheerios uniform. Before we stepped into the building, I began to panic a little bit.

"Everyone is going to stare at us." I whispered in horror. I couldn't help but feel the panic well up inside of me. What if they took one look at me and decided I wasn't fit to be a Cheerio? Would they cover me in slushie? Trip me in the hallways? Or worse...a patriotic wedgie. I cringed. Quinn looked at me amused.

"Since when is Rachel Berry nervous about being stared at? I thought you lived for attention." Quinn said smirking. I elbowed her playfully.

"You know what I mean. I have never walked into the school before in a high pony and Cheerios uniform. What if they decide I am not Cheerios material? They'll take one look at me and bathe me in slushie." I said. We were feet away from walking through the front door. Quinn pulled me aside and the others quickly followed.

"Stop being so pessimistic. Listen to me; you're Rachel Berry. You deserve to be in the uniform and all of these Lima Losers will part for you like the Red Sea. Be your overconfident, lovely self and not a single person will lay a finger on you." Quinn said encouragingly. I found myself smiling at her words. It was nice having someone to believe in me.

"Thank you." I whispered sincerely, emotion overcoming me.

Kurt spoke up. "Well if it's any help, you're not the only one who's gonna be stared at. Those Neanderthals will be bowing at my feet, and I will be enjoying every second." We all chuckled at Kurt's statement.

"Well, c'mon then." Quinn said, pulling my hand and smiling at Kurt. "Good thing your memory is impeccable, Rachel. The looks on everyone's faces will be priceless."

Taking a deep breath, Quinn opened the door and led all of us into the school. The hallways were bustling with activity, people chatting at their lockers, kids running toward their classrooms, and teachers taking a leisurely stroll before they are stuck in a classroom in the entire day. Everyone fell silent as the five of us walked down the hallway in our uniforms.

Every person stopped in their place to stare at us. It was quite unnerving. I could hear low whispers which caused me to begin to grow nervous. Sensing my nerves, Blaine squeezed my hand and smiled at me reassuringly.

"Hey Q, looking good." Santana said, strolling up to us with Brittany. "Hey Squirt." she said, nodding in my direction.

Quinn grinned. "Thanks San, not so bad looking yourself."

Santana snorted. "Oh please, I look hot."

"As usual." Brittany added in. Santana turned her head to smile softly at Brittany.

Suddenly angry footsteps could be heard. Students ran out of the way, sensing a conflict about to arise. The group of seven turned around to see Mr. Schue stomp up angrily to Coach Sylvester, who was walking down the hallway with her protein shake.

"This is going to be good." Santana whispered giddy, grinning at the obvious showdown about to unfold between the two old bitter rivals.

"Sue, what the hell is going on?" Will demanded, gesturing in our direction. Santana snickered. Quinn elbowed Santana to keep quiet.

"What do you mean William?" Sue asked. "Is that a new brand of hair gel you're using? Looks even more hideous than usual."

"Why did not just two, but seven members of my Glee Club, show up to school today in a Cheerios uniform?" Will demanded, looking enraged. I was shocked. I was not expecting Mr. Schue to throw such a tantrum about us joining the Cheerios. Although, we all should have expected some reaction from him.

"Because I offered each of them a spot on the squad." Sue said simply. "There really isn't much to comprehend, William."

Mr. Schue stepped in her way. "What is your motive here? Why are you stealing my kids from me?" he asked threateningly.

"Now, now William, just because I have decided to take half of your pathetic little Glee club under my wing doesn't mean I'm stealing them from you. It just means that they are doubling up on extracurricular activities." Sue explained as William quietly seethed. "See you later buddy." she patted his shoulder. "I've got some work to do." Sue walked away looking smug. Mr. Schue looked furious. He muttered something under his breath before casting a look over his shoulder, directly at the seven of us.

Brittany waved politely at him. "Hi Mr. Schue!"

Mr. Schue quickly turned around and walked away. Santana was still snickering.

"Hey Squirt, did I ever mention how glad I am that you have super memory? You have to replay that for us some day in our heads. I will pay you."


Thoughts on this chapter? Do you like the Cheerio thing or not? How do you feel about Sue being their new superhero coach? Leave a review. I'd love to hear your feedback! Superhero epicness is arriving soon :)