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Word of the latest pregnancy scandal to hit Glee Club travelled round school at the speed of light. Lunchtime the day after Puck's announcement in the choir room saw Quinn surrounded by the ice hockey team, making their best effort to torment and humiliate her. She continued putting things into her locker, trying to ignore what they were saying to her, about her and Noah, trying not to let them see how much she wanted to cry right at that moment. No way would she give them the satisfaction. She hadn't spent years perfecting the HBIC attitude for nothing. Quinn didn't see Puck coming down the hall towards them, along with half the football team and unfortunately for the bullies, Coach Beiste.
"Still can't keep those legs closed, eh Fabray?" the vile and obnoxious Rick the Stick sneered. "You want to maybe go for a little 'time out' with me right now?" That actually made Quinn's stomach turn over.
"If you want a real man you need to stop messing around with that singing football dude. I can give you what you want baby" one of Rick's equally obnoxious friends added, and stroked his finger down her arm, making Quinn shudder.
Puck pushed his way through the semi circle of guys trapping Quinn at her locker. He stood in front of Quinn, protecting her. "What did you just say to her, shit-for-brains? You got something to say now?" he ground out, staring at each of the Hockey Jocks.
"Yeah, I got something to say" Rick tried to sound menacing but came across as nervous and stupid. Puck crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow.
"Well come on genius, let's hear what you've got to say," he invited. "Before I kick your ass"
"Kick my ass?" Rick scoffed. "You and what army? You football jocks need to know hockey rules this school" Rick shouted, sounding even more stupid and ridiculous than usual.
"Is that right?" came the stern voice of Coach Beiste behind them. The Hockey Jocks spun round to be faced with ten members of the football team and their coach. "Seems to me like you" Coach Beiste looked Rick up and down, not liking what she saw, "find intimidating a girl on her own to be a fair sport." Coach glanced round at the assembled hockey jocks. "Hmmm," she nodded, "Six to one, is that the only ratio that makes you feel brave?" she glanced round at her football team, "there's twelve of us to six of you, that's two to one in our favour." Coach leant forwards to whisper conspirationally to Rick, "You might want to go and find some dudes to fill out your ranks. You're going to need a lot." she nodded. "Well, if it takes six of you together to pick on one girl, it's going to take a damn sight more than that to stand up to me and my boys. Oh yeah, Puck and this" Coach indicated the football players ranked either side her, "army, and we will kick your ass, believe me. "She stood with her team, arms crossed, and a smile on her face that did not reach her eyes.
Rick attempted to speak but ended up looking like a goldfish that had escaped from its tank.
"You got anything more to say to Quinn?" Coach asked in a soft but menacing voice. Her tone suggested to Rick and his buddies that if it wasn't an apology then they better not say anything at all.
They all mumbled versions of 'sorry' and 'it was just a joke' towards Quinn before attempting to retreat. Coach Beiste ordered them to turn around. She walked up to Rick, got very close to his face and in her meanest voice said, "If you ever, EVER speak to a girl in this school like that again, I will find you. No matter where you are, I will find you." she promised then turned back to her boys. The hockey jocks made a swift exit. "I hate boys, men who think it's ok to intimidate a woman one to one, but six to one?" she shook her head, "Assholes…..and you never heard me say that guys!"
"Heard what coach?" asked Puck smiling, Quinn now in his arms, her head under his chin.
"Thanks coach" whispered Quinn, tears just about to fall from her eyes.
The rest of the team drifted away. Coach Beiste stayed with Quinn and Puck. "Is everything ok with you two? I know last week there was something going on and now all this drama?" she asked genuine concern in her voice and eyes.
"Last week we found out that Quinn is pregnant. Again." Puck admitted to his coach.
"That's what had you distracted at practice on Friday?" she asked, Puck nodded. "Well, you know where my office is, both of you, if you need anything. Anytime. My door is always open, ok?" she offered.
"Thanks coach." they both said to her back as she walked down the hall.
"You ok Q?" Puck asked, kissing her head.
"No," Quinn released a shaky breath, "I feel stupid and pathetic for letting those Neanderthals get to me."
"Hey, don't be too hard on yourself, six guys all crowding round you? That's got to be intimidating. For anyone." he rubbed her arms up and down. "Come on, let's get to lunch." he took her hand in his, leading the way.
When they arrived in the lunch room, he took Quinn to sit with Tina, Artie, Mercedes and Rachel then left her to get both hers and his own lunches. He sat down with them, the others from Glee joining the table as they arrived. Puck heard Rick starting to make comments again, along the lines of "maybe some people need to learn about contraception," and "maybe if she kept her legs crossed" and other derogatory comments. Puck had heard enough. He asked the girls if they felt like giving an impromptu performance in the lunch room, like right now.
"I'm always up for a performance Noah, you know that" Rachel exclaimed, excited. "What do you have in mind?"
"I'm thinking you girls could sing this," he found the lyrics online on his phone, "Thank God for iphones" he murmured. Quinn checked the song.
"I'm definitely in on that one. Santana, Britt," she shouted to the two Cheerios and motioned with her head for them to come over. "You want in on this?" she asked as they came to see what Quinn wanted. They checked the song out and heard the reason for it.
"Definitely" they agreed and joined little fingers together. "I've got that song here on my ipod," said Santana, then she checked in her backpack and found her portable speakers to attach to her ipod. "Have we got the lyrics? I know most of them anyway" she said.
"Yeah, they're here, take a quick look. Ready girls?" Quinn asked. They all nodded and followed Quinn when she stood up "When it gets to that line, we all need to point at Rick and make that hand gesture (well known hand gesture denoted by **** in the lyrics)". They all nodded again then formed a line at the front of the lunch room, Quinn nodded to Puck to start the music. He nodded back and pressed the button. As the music started the girls started dancing round, randomly, getting in to the song.
"Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
Check it out
Going out
On the late night
Looking tight
Feeling nice
It's a cock fight
I can tellI just know
That it's going down
Tonight
At the door we don't wait cause we know them
At the bar six shots just beginning
That's when dick head put his hands on me
But you see
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really want to mess with me tonight
Just stop and take a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
Cause you know it's over
Before it began
Keep your drink just give me the money
It's just you and your hand tonight (****)
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
MidnightI'm drunk
I don't give a fuck
Wanna dance
By myself
Guess you're outta luck
Don't touch
Back up
I'm not the one
Buh bye
Listen up it's just not happening
You can say what you want to your boyfriends
Just let me have my fun tonight
Aiight
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really want to mess with me tonight
Just stop and take a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
Cause you know it's over
Before it began
Keep your drink just give me the money
It's just you and your hand tonight (****)
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
Break break
Break it down
In the corner with your boys you bet 'em five bucks
You'd get the girl that just walked in but she thinks you suck
We didn't get all dressed up just for you to see
So quit spilling your drinks on me yeah
You know who you are
High fivin, talking shit, but you're going home alone arentcha?
Cause I'm not here for your entertainment
No
You don't really want to mess with me tonight
Just stop and take a second
Just stop and take a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
Cause you know it's over
Know it's over
Before it began
Keep your drink just give me the money
It's just you and your hand tonight (****)
It's just you and your hand (****)
I'm not here for your entertainment
No no no
You don't really want to mess with me tonight
Just stop and take a second
Just take a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
Cause you know it's ove
rBefore it began
Keep your drink just give me the money
It's just you and your hand tonight (****)
Yeah oh"
As the song finished Puck put his fingers to his mouth, whistling loudly then cheering and clapping, many others in the lunchroom were doing the same, all laughing at Rick for being the butt of the joke.
Quinn walked right up to Rick, leant towards him, put her hand on his shoulder, looked him right in the eye and said quietly, "Just remember when you are home alone tonight, and it is just you and your hand, Puck won't be alone, and he doesn't need to use his hand. Ever." Quinn then turned sharply and walked back to the Glee table, smiling brightly, she high fived Puck before sitting down on his lap claiming a kiss from him. "That felt soooo good." she laughed. Coach Beiste, watching from near the door, smiled at the scene, enjoying Rick's discomfort. "Those Glee girls sure know how to make a statement" she thought.
