Fic: Leave Me Alone I'm Lonely
Chapter 53: Sectionals Part Deux
Author: JR Boone
Rating: M for strong sexual themes and violence. Also I have the mouth of a sailor so every other word is a curse usually.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything having to do with it. I wish I did. LOL that would be awesome. It would be like The L Word only musical.
Author's Note: I am like Rachel Berry whereas she needs applause to live, I need reviews to write. So you review I go faster with this. Awesome huh? The two songs sang are Heartless, originally sang by Kanye West but covered by The Fray. The second one sang is the chorus from Shark In The Water by VV Brown. Mentioned songs are Poker Face originally sang by Lady Gaga and covered by Lea Michele and Idina Menzel, and Smells Like Teen Spirit, originally done by Nirvana and covered by Richard Cheese.


Finn did not come to school on Wednesday but he did come to Glee. In fact he was the first person there and as the other trickled into the classroom there was an uneasy tenseness to the room that made them shiver and look nervously at the boy.

Finn kept his head down for the most part but when the girl's showed up he did raise his eyes for a second to acknowledge their presence. Unsure of what to even say to the boy Santana and Quinn ushered Rachel to the other side of the room and sat her between them ignoring her forlorn sigh.

"Hey guys ya'll have some songs for me?" Schue asked smiling widely as he entered the room and tossed his briefcase down on the piano, "Guys?" He asked when he received no response. Furrowing his brow he glanced around the room until his eyes fell on Finn leant over in his chair staring at the linoleum floor despondently. "Finn…you okay?"

"I'm fine," Finn murmured quietly meeting the teacher's eyes.

"Okay," Schue said slowly before looking back to the rest of the group. "So any songs?"

"Santana and I would like to audition for the duet but we need to go first," Rachel said breaking the silence and moving her eyes from Finn to Schue.

"Okay Rachel. Any reason you two need to go first?" Schue asked sighing a little.

"Yes, as you know tomorrow is the Sectionals Swim Meet and Santana and myself as the co-captains, and Dave as our Team Manager need to meet with Coach Beiste to discuss the schedule for tomorrow," Rachel said quickly and clearly, her eyes now flitting back and forth between Finn and the teacher.

"Oh…" Schue said quickly, his face turning slightly red. "Well take the floor ladies."

Thirty minutes later the group had decided that Rachel and Santana's cover of Poker Face would be the duet seeing as they were again going with the strategy that it would be best to reuse at least one song they already had experience with.

After a large debate and considering the song that would get the most "wow" after choreographed by Brittany and Mike it was decided that the song Artie had brought in, a cover of 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' by Richard Cheese, would be perfect when coupled with Poker Face. There really hadn't been much the naysayers could do after Brittany had piped up that she already had an idea for the song.

"Alrighty guys so that just leaves the solo now," Schue said rubbing his hands together eagerly and looking out at the group. "Any takers?"

"I'd like to audition a song," Finn said raising his head for the first time the whole rehearsal.

"Um okay," Schue said carefully as Santana, Quinn, and Rachel visibly tensed in their seats.

"So I really don't have to say who this is about," Finn said as he with the help of Puck moved the drum set to the middle of the classroom. "But look," he sighed staring at the girls. "This is for you three…I talked to Puck. He made me understand, I don't like it but it is what it is I guess."

"Finn," Quinn said softly leaning forwards in her seat.

"No," the boy said holding a large hand up in the air. "Please just don't talk to me right now. I need some time to figure all of this out."

"Okay Finn, the floor is yours," Schue said sitting down in the boy's vacant seat and sending a sympathetic look to the girls.

The room became silent as Finn took his seat behind the drums and began tapping out notes for a few seconds before nodding to Puck who sat next to the boy on a stool holding his guitar solemnly. The girl's sat quietly in their seats but Quinn and Santana did both lay an arm over Rachel's shoulders. The tiny diva sat in between her two girlfriends staring sadly at Finn as he began to softly sing.

In the night, I hear em talk.
Coldest story ever told.
Somewhere far along this road.
He lost his soul, to a woman so heartless.
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?

As he started the first verse his sad eyes bore into the three girls and a tear ran down his usually bright face. Rachel could feel her throat tighten and she relaxed back into the arms of her girlfriends, whom sat just a fraction of an inch closer to her. They understood. Rachel never liked to see anyone sad, especially when she knew she was partly the cause of it.

How could be so, cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo.
Just remember that you're talkin' to me though.
You need to watch the way you're talkin' to me yo.
I mean after all the things that we've been through.
I mean after all the things we got into.
Ya'll know some things that you ain't told me.
Ya'll did some things but that's the old me.
Now you wanna get me back and you gonna show me.
So you're walkin' round like you don't know me.
You got some new friends?
I got homies.
In the end I'm still so lonely.

Rachel sat in between her two girlfriends on the verge of tears as sad brown eyes watched her, reminding her of the good times they had once shared.

Quinn also felt her eyes mist at the raw emotion that Finn was putting on display, she feared that she would begin crying when Rachel softly lay her head on her shoulder and sighed.

Santana watched with a mixture of relief and empathy. She was relieved because it looked as if they boy was finally moving on from the girls through song. She knew that the one thing about music was that you could sing things you were too vulnerable to say. She had felt that when she sang Landfall with Brittany the previous year. That is where she felt the sympathy.

Finn's face remained stoic as he softly played his drums, but his voice was filled with raw talent that everyone sometimes forgot he had. His eyes fell back and forth between Quinn and Rachel with mixture of sadness and betrayal, but every time they looked to Santana they held a frostiness and bitterness that no one could miss.

In the night, I hear em talk.
Coldest story ever told.
Somewhere far along this road.
He lost his soul, to a woman so heartless.
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?

How could you be so Dr. Evil?
You're bringin' out a side of me that I don't know.
I decided we weren't gonna speak.
So why we up at three a.m. on the phone?
Why does she be so mad at me for?
Homie I don't know she's hot and cold.
I won't stop, won't mess my groove up.
Cause I already know how this thing goes.
You run and tell your friend's you leavin me.
They say that you don't see what you see in me.
You wait a couple of months then you gonna see.
You'll never find nobody better than me.

At the last part of that verse Santana couldn't help but feel the hair on the back of her neck stand up and her eyes narrowed at the jock angrily. Her feelings of empathy flew out the door and her body tensed until she felt Rachel's petite frame lean against her body and soft lips connect to her ear.

"He needs this Baby. You're much better," Rachel said softly, calming the Latina instantly.

"For both of us," Quinn whispered reaching behind Rachel's chair and putting her hand on the back of the girl's neck soothingly.

In the night, I hear em talk.
Coldest story ever told.
Somewhere far along this road.
He lost his soul, to a woman so heartless.
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?

For the next verse all instruments stopped except for Puck still softly playing his guitar. Finn stood up slowly from his chair and locked eyes with the girl's in turn before spitting out the lyrics. His eyes on Quinn for the first two lines.

Talk and talk and talk and talk.
Baby let's knock it off.

Here they looked to Rachel, softening for a moment as she smiled lightly at him.

They don't know what we've been through.
They don't know bout me and you.

His smile quickly faded though as he sang the next part of the verse directly at Santana.

So I got somethin' new to see.
You just gonna keep hatin me.
And we just gonna be enemies.

Finally his eyes looked upwards as he sang the last of the verse before sitting back down to finish out the song with the band.

I know you can't believe.
I could just leave it wrong.
And you could make it right.
So I'm gonna take off tonight.
In the night, I hear em talk.
Coldest story ever told.
Somewhere far along this road.
He lost his soul, to a woman so heartless.
How could you be so heartless?
How could you be so heartless?

Hear em talk, coldest story ever told.
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul.
To a woman so heartless!
Yeah, how could you be so heartless?
Yeah, how could you be so heartless?

The room was silent in reverie as the band played out and then Santana started clapping as her eyes locked with Finn's. "That was really great Finn," Santana said nodding her head to him.

"Thank you Santana," he said nodding back at her once before the rest of the group started to clap as well.

"Finn that was awesome," Schue said clapping the boy on the back before looking to the rest of the class. "So any other takers for solo."

"No we're going with that one," Brittany piped up from where her and Mike had somehow procured a sheet of legal paper and were busy scribbling out ideas.

"Brittany other people need to go as well," Schue weakly argued looking at the blonde.

"Not if we want to win this one," Brittany said absentmindedly. "Besides the only other people auditioning a solo are me and Cedes. And I'm dropping out."

"And what about me?" Mercedes asked indignantly crossing her arms.

Brittany huffed once before smiling at the diva in a way one would use to explain to a child that they could only have desert after they finished their peas. "Cedes you're voice is totally hot, and me and Mike are gonna make sure that everyone has a line or two in Teen Spirit, but the song that you're doing totally wouldn't work with Teen Spirit and Poker Face. Also it's good for Finn to get his emotions out in a way that doesn't involve hurting the chairs."

"Oh," Mercedes said shaking her head once before sitting down in her chair with a confused look on her face. "There was a compliment in there right?" She asked turning to Kurt with wide eyes.

"I believe so," Kurt said cocking his head to the side.

"Um…Mercedes did you still want to go?" Schue asked weakly looking towards Brittany who sent him a glare.

"No Mr. Schue…I think I'll pass," Mercedes said scratching her in confusion over losing an argument with Brittany before it even began.

"Smart girl," Schue muttered before looking to Brittany and Mike. "So I take it ya'll have a great idea?"

"Yes. Jewel Heist. We'll need to be able to lower Rachel and Santana from the ceiling," Brittany said in a monotone voice as she furiously erased something off of Mike's paper.

"Uh…" Schue said scratching his head as the rest of the group just smirked at the working of the girl's mind…except for Mercedes who was still rewinding the last five minutes in her head.

"Oh and Cedes and Kurt we need Flipper style clothing for the costumes," Brittany added, which wiped the smirk off of Kurt's face and making it mirror Mercedes.

"She means Flapper," Mike quickly wrote on a sheet of paper and held above his head.

"Oh…oh!" Kurt squealed and then quickly turned to Mercedes with Glee.

"Why can't all of our planning sessions go this smoothly?" Puck wondered out loud as he and Finn pulled out their PS3's and began playing video games.

"Lopez! Berry! Karofsky!" Beiste suddenly barked from the door, causing Schue to jump about a foot in the air and spin around. "Let's go get to planning," she ordered before walking away quickly.

"Right," Rachel said quickly as she and Santana began gathering their belongings and headed to the door. "I hope everyone will come watch us tomorrow."

"We'll all be there front row," Schue said smiling as he held up a fistful of tickets to the Sectional.

"Good because we need Cheerleaders," Rachel said her brow furrowing.

"True that," Santana muttered as she led her girlfriend and Dave out of the room.

"What did they mean by that?" Schue asked turning to Quinn who was looking at the door her girlfriends had just left biting her bottom lip.

"Couch Sylvester banned the Cheerios from attending," the blonde said shaking her head.

"Yah it sucks, we're gonna be the only school there without Cheerleaders," Puck muttered rolling his eyes and glaring at the device in his hands.

"That's just horrible," Schue said rolling his eyes and rubbing his temple.

"It is. I mean I'm awesome in my Sharky outfit but I can't do any flips in it," Brittany said absentmindedly from the corner.

"What if I had an idea? Would everyone help?" Quinn asked, her eyes falling to Finn who looked up at her for a second before looking back to his game.

"If it will help Rachel," he muttered as he began mashing buttons furiously.

"Anyone else?"

"Girl you know we're all down," Mercedes said crossing her arms and looking at the blonde smiling. "So what's the plan?"

"Okay there is this song…"


"Alright guys now that we've here let's go over today's layout," Beiste yelled out crossing her arms and facing the nervous swim team. "Puckerman is passing out the schedule for today; on it you will find your name next to your competition. Next to that you will find all of your heat numbers and time slots. If you miss your time slot then you will not be able to compete today. Dave here," she said motioning to the broad shouldered boy standing to her left. "Is the one you want to go to if you have any questions. There is going to be a lot going on all at once today and you need to check and double check that list until you have your times down by heart. Now your co-captains are going to go over some rules while I sign us in," Beiste said motioning to Rachel and Santana who stood to her right, before heading over to the sign in table.

"Alright guys listen up and listen damn good," Santana said narrowing her eyes at the team. "We've worked hard all year for this meet. This is our chance to show everyone that this team is just as important to the school as the football team and the Cheerios are."

"But we're also guests at this school," Rachel added in a strong voice. "There are seven school besides us here today and we will all be sharing two locker rooms. We need to make sure that we are courteous and clean."

"We're going to be in locker room B. That is to the right of the pool. When we go in we have a designated spot. You guys will not wander off. You will stay there as a team until it is time to begin and you will go back there in between heats to rest," Santana said.

"As Coach said if there are any questions about your schedule you will go to Dave. He will help you figure it out. Any other questions need to go to Noah. He is going to be in charge of all the equipment today including food and beverages, which you all need to partake in. We're going to be burning a lot of calories today," Rachel said motioning to Puck and Brittany who were unloading a cart of towels from the bus.

"This pool has a lot more perks then our own. After you get out of the water, and every time you get out of the water you need to head to the open showers and stand under them for at least thirty seconds to get the chlorine out of your hair. I don't want to accept our trophy looking like crap," Santana said smirking and drawing out nervous giggles from the team.

"Now we're going to head into the locker rooms and get ready. Everyone needs to change and stretch out their muscles. Just like we practiced Saturday, when the meet starts the schools are going to get called out one by one. We'll line up on the short lanes of the pools, dive in, and swim across. Santana will be at the front of the line and beside her all of the sprinters will line up. I'll be in the middle and all of you distance swimmers will line up beside me. Santana will dive in first and after that we will go in one by one okay?" Rachel said as she saw Beiste leaving the sign in booth.

"What's the point of the big show?" One of the Freshmen called out nervously. "We're the only team here without Cheerleaders."

"Which really sucks," Santana admitted shrugging her shoulders. "But we don't need Cheerleaders to look badass. We're going to do that all on our own today."

"Alrighty Sharks let's get a move on," Beiste said approaching the group. "Jericho, Stevens, Michaels, Usmani, and Stiles, I want you five to help Puckerman get all the equipment and ice chest in."

Quickly the five snapped into action and hurried over to Puck who began tossing the ice chest into their arms like pillows and laughing when they stumbled back. "Jesus Christ Puckerman, don't break my swimmers," Beiste bellowed causing the mohawked by to snicker into her hand.

"They're nervous," Rachel whispered as she and Santana began leading the team through the double wide doors leading into the pool.

"I know," Santana sighed as a group of Jacqueline Kennedy Cheerleaders raced by them laughing loudly.

"They'll be okay," Brittany piped in as she fell into stride behind the girls rolling a cart behind her that held her mascots uniform.

"I hope so," Rachel and Santana said at the same time as they led the group into the crowded locker rooms.

Quickly they found their designated area and got their team settled into changing and stretching out their muscles. Santana smiled when she heard Quinn's ring tone going off on her phone and pulled it out of her duffel expecting a 'good luck' text. Instead she frowned in confusion when she read it, and quickly typed out a response.

Luce: Brooke McQueen is here.

Tana: Who the hell is Brooke McQueen, also thanks for the good luck.

Luce: Awe I'm sorry baby! Good luck. But seriously Brooke McQueen as in Rachel's ex-girlfriend. She just headed into the locker room ya'll are in.

"Of fucking course," Santana groaned snapping the phone closed.

As if planned she instantly spotted the tall blonde making her way through the locker room and making a beeline for Rachel. Her hair had grown out considerably since the last time they had seen her and Santana let out another groan when she realized the girl was wearing a swim suit.

"Hey Rach," Brooke said sliding up next to the diva at the same time that Santana did.

"Brooke!" Rachel said giving the girl a rather surprised hug. "What are you doing here?"

"My Dad got a promotion so we moved on up a bit," Brooke said laughing smiling down at the girl.

"Well good for you. You remember Santana right?" Rachel asked slipping her hand into Santana's.

"Of coarse how could I forget the girl who slipped in on me," Brooke said smiling and shaking Santana's hand.

Santana smiled back but she was far from happy. She could see the smirk in the girl's eye when Rachel had hugged her and as they shook hands she could feel the girl's tightening around her own. "You snooze you loose," Santana snarked smiling widely and slinging an arm over Rachel's shoulder.

"Rachel we need you over here," Puck said running up to the girl and pointing towards a couple of freshmen who were squabbling over a swimsuit.

"Dear god," Rachel grumbled. "Well Brooke it was great to see you. Good luck out there."

"Good luck to you too beautiful," Brooke said waving slightly at the brunette as she power-walked towards the freshmen. "So what are you competing in today Santana?" Brooke asked narrowing her eyes at the Cheerio.

"The 50, the 75, and the 100, all freestyle sprints" Santana said crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes back at the girl.

"Sounds like we're competing against each other then," Brooke said flexing the muscles in her arms slightly.

"Oh trust me Brooky, there isn't any competition between you and me. I already got the real prize," Santana said nodding her head back towards Rachel.

"Better hold onto that prize otherwise someone might take it from you," Brooke said tightening her jaw.

"Bring it," Santana growled, her eyes flashing red as the blonde rolled her eyes and stalked away only to receive a full shoulder check by Quinn who had come stomping into the locker room.

"Sorry didn't see you there," Quinn said smirking as she walked towards Santana and ignored the indignant squawks coming from behind her. "What the fuck is she doing here?" Quinn growled quietly as she managed to draw Santana's angry eyes away from Brooke's back.

"Pissing me off," Santana growled. "Apparently her daddy got a promotion so she gets to go to the special school now," she snapped sarcastically.

"I really can not stand that girl," Quinn sighed letting her had fall onto Santana's shoulder but keeping distance between their bodies.

"Do you know why she and Rachel broke up?" Santana asked as she looked over to their girlfriend.

"I was stalking her remember? I couldn't very well go up and be all 'Hey Rachel I know I'm a big bitch to you and all but what is up with you and that skinny ass blonde chick," Quinn grumbled.

"Crazy ass," Santana chuckled as she began to feel some of the tension leave her body.

"Alright guys they're about to start calling out the schools!" Beiste bellowed as she approached the team.

"I better get out of here," Quinn said smirking.

"What's with the smirk?" Santana asked curiously raising an eyebrow.

"I have a surprise for you and Rachel."

"What is it?"

"If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise," Quinn chuckled shaking her head. "Now go get all stretched out."

"Sure you don't want to stay and watch me stretch?" Santana asked winking at the girl.

"Maybe later hottie," Quinn laughed shaking her head before walking away. "Oh hey San?"

"Yah?"

"Drown Brooke if you get a chance."

"Gladly," Santana laughed as she headed over to the team.


"Come on guys ya'll look like ya'll are about to dive into a tank of piranhas," Beiste said as the group moved to the doors.

Outside they could hear Carmel High's Cheerleaders cheering the team in followed by a splash and a loud cheer from the audience. Inside moral was lacking. They were the last team to go and everyone before them had been exactly the same. An awesome Cheering Squad followed by massive applause.

"It just blows," one of the Juniors sighed. "We've got a National Winning Cheerleading Squad, hell we've got a cannon."

"Alright guys enough bitching. Yah we have the smallest team out of all the schools. We don't have our own fancy pool. We don't have a mass of people running around us passing out bottles of Evian. And we don't have Cheerleaders out there for some grand entrance. But we've got something better. We are fucking badasses. When we started this school year everyone laughed at us, and now look at us! We're at the top of the food pyramid right next to the Football Team and the Cheerios." Santana said fixing her eye on every person at least once.

"Don't forget the Glee Club. You guys killed at Sectionals," one of the Sophomores said smiling lightly.

"Exactly. So we're going to go out there and act like we invented competitive swimming!" Rachel cheered loudly.

"Hell yah!" Brittany yelled from inside her shark costume.

"Now masks, goggles, and nose plugs in!" Beiste boomed as the doors opened and they heard the announcer's voice booming over the loud speakers. On the stage where the other school's Cheerleaders had stood was the rest of New Directions, each and everyone of them wearing the team shirts and holding a red and black microphone. "What the?" Santana started to ask confused just as the announcer drowned her out.

"And last but not least The McKinley High Sharks! Being sung in by McKinley High's New Directions!"

"Go!" Brittany said laughing and pushing a stunned Rachel and Santana as the music started blasting over the loud speakers and the group started singing with wide smiles.

Baby there's a shark in the water!
There's something underneath my bed!
Oh please believe I said!
Baby there's a shark in the water!
I caught them barking at the moon!
You'd better get here soon!

The team was filled with excited energy as they proudly walked towards their spots aside the pool. The crowd was going crazy as the Glee Club belted out the songs but Rachel and Santana barely noticed anything except for the beautiful blonde standing on the stage singing directly to them. Behind them Brittany ran back in forth in her costume singing along loudly and riling up the team. As they group ended the chorus Brittany threw the fins up in the air behind Santana and the girl dived in. Brittany ran down the line with her hands up and one by one the team jumped in almost seamlessly as the Glee Club sang on.

Baby there's a shark in the water!
Baby there's a shark in the water!
Water!
Baby there's a shark in the water!
I caught them barking at the moon!
Better be soon!

As seamlessly as they had jumped in they rose out of the water and hopped up the sides of the pool, swinging their legs over the side as the crowd went wild with excitement just as the song finished.

Puck ran by them smiling as he ushered them towards the showers. "That was fucking awesome!" Santana cheered pulling off her goggles and hugging Puck in excitement.

"Yah Quinn came up with the idea and roped everyone into it yesterday. You two are lucky," he said hugging Rachel and Santana to his sides.

"Yes we are," Rachel said smiling as she looked across the pool and saw Quinn and Schue smiling widely as they packed up the microphones.

"Now! Let's win us a swim meet!" Beiste boomed out as she walked up to the group proudly clapping her hands.

"Hell yah!" Rachel cheered causing everyone within a ten foot distance to break out laughing.

Across the pool Santana caught sight of Brooke watching her and Rachel before turning her eyes to Quinn with an odd expression. Quinn in turn was watching herself and Rachel, smiling widely. Santana nodded at her blonde girlfriend in the direction of Brooke and a second later Quinn's eyes met the girl's. For a tense second the three of them moved back and forth between each other sizing up the situation before Brooke's face relaxed in understanding and she smirked. "It's on," she mouthed in turn to each of the girls. "It's on."


Heat after heat went by and as the day passed McKinley slowly began to rise on the points board until it was held second place firm, right beneath Jacqueline Kennedy down by only one point. "All right Lopez, this is the last heat and you are our last hope. You cinch this up and we are going to State," Beiste said rubbing the girl's shoulders as she stared out intently at the cool clear water.

"So basically no pressure right Coach?" Santana chuckled as she jogged in place, clenching her fists and popping her neck.

"Of coarse no pressure," Beiste laughed loudly. "Now I'm gonna step aside and let your girls get you primed," the Coach said nodding to Quinn and Rachel who were making their way towards them.

"You mean girl?" Santana asked quickly looking away from her girlfriends.

"Oh please, don't try to candy-ass me. I know that you three are a thing," the Coach said rolling her eyes. "And I couldn't care less as long as it makes ya'll happy. Hell I kind of like it. Ya'll are nicer this way and I don't have to worry about my boys on the football team getting side-tracked by one of ya'll."

"Um gee thanks Coach," Santana said shaking her head as the Coach walked away and her girlfriends got to her.

"This is it," Rachel said smiling widely and shaking her hands. "You're going to win!"

"Don't count your chickens' baby," Santana said shaking her head as she looked nervously at the pool.

"Santana," Rachel said turning the girls head to hers. "You're gonna win."

"Well…what do I get if I win?" Santana asked cockily looking back and forth between Rachel and Quinn.

"Well if you win you both get whatever you want," Quinn said smirking when both of her girlfriend's eyes instantly darkened.

"Baby," Rachel said clearing her throat and forcing Santana to look directly into her eyes. "Win."

"I got this," Santana said kissing the diva hungrily.

"We'll be on the other side," Rachel promised before walking away to talk to Beiste.

"So Quinn…anything?" Santana asked raising an eyebrow.

"And everything," Quinn said smiling shyly before walking away. "And Santana, in case you need any more reason to win, look five rows to your right."

Santana watched her girlfriend walk away smirking as she mulled over anything and everything for a second before turning her head as she had been directed. Sure enough five rows down Brooke stood watching her closely with an eyebrow raised. "Good luck," she mouthed once before turning to the water.

"Bitch I don't need luck, I got the girls," Santana grumbled turning away from the blonde as she pulled her goggles down over her eyes.

"Alright people it looks like it all comes down to this race. All of the schools competing here today have done spectacular but who could of predicted at the beginning of the day that it would come down between 000000 and McKinley High, one school that is going through it's freshmen year and another school that has never had a swim team before now. This promises to be a nail biting race," the announcer boomed over the loud speaker as everyone up and down the lane began placing their goggles and positioning themselves at the side of the pool.

At the other end of the pool a line of referees holding gold, silver, and bronze medals stood. In the middle one referee stood in front of a table of trophies and in his hand he held the starting gun.

"Swimmers take your places!" He shouted and instantly the line sprang into action hunched over the pool.

Santana heard the gun go off and then there was just blood rushing past her ears as her body shot into the water. She could just make out the cheering of the audience around her but her mind was completely revolving around swimming as fast as she could.

Her muscles burned from the exhaustions of the day but she swam on, arm over arm and legs sending her shooting through the water like a red and black bullet. Threw the sound of the water around her and the crowd going wild she could just make out the sounds of her girlfriends screaming like lunatics at the end of the pool and she felt her body surge forwards with a Herculean jolt.

Ahead of her she saw the wall of the pool getting closer and closer until finally she was within a body's length away from it. What felt like hours had only taken seconds and her body shot out of the water to tap the sensor on the lip of the pool, clocking her time.

"You did it!" She heard Quinn scream jovially and her head whipped to the side just in time to see Brooke slap her sensor.

The blonde quickly ripped off her goggles and looked down the lane her face beaming until her eyes landed on Santana's smirking face as she was pulled out of the water by Dave and Puck.

"We're number one!" The team shouted in excitement as the other swimmers began popping out of the water and tapping their sensors. As the last one came out of the water Santana and Rachel felt themselves being lifted onto excited shoulders.

"And your 2011 Sectionals Champions are the McKinley High Sharks!" The announcer boomed as the referees began passing out their gold medals.

"We did it!" Rachel screamed high-fiving Santana from upon Puck's shoulders.

"Hell yah we did!" Santana shouted as she slipped the gold medal around her neck.

"Party at my place tomorrow night!" Puck yelled happily as Rachel slipped a medal around his neck.

Santana looked over just in time to see Brooke McQueen tossing her silver medal down and stomping towards the locker rooms. "Oh yah bitch. Consider it brought!" Santana cheered as Quinn practically climbed up on some random junior's shoulders so she could hug her girlfriends.

"You guys did it!" She yelled heeling the junior until he moved her closer to the girls.

"Was there ever any doubt?" Rachel yelled as Beiste walked towards them with a large golden trophy.

"Never," Quinn cheered happily.

"Oh yah!" Puck hollered. "Definitely partying tomorrow night!"