Puck's Pov:
What the hell was Mr. Schue playing at bringing the chick into our family. No one spoke as they watched Cherry scan around the room looking at each of us. That was until her eyes landed on Berry who was sitting just behind me and my baby mamma.

"No!" I heard Berry shout making me jump slightly.

"Is there a problem Rachel?" Mr. Schue asked in disbelief.

"What is she doing here?" She snapped before anyone could get in a word in edge ways.

"Cherry is your new team member and I hope you welcome her as such." Mr. Schue informed us. The whole room went silent before we all started talking over each other in protest.

"You can't be serious," I heard Berry scoff.

"That's enough!" Mr. Schue snapped getting the whole room to become silent once more. "You guys this isn't up for a discussion. Cherry is a member of this team now and she will be treat as such!" He snapped.

"Can she even sing?" Aretha questioned as she folded her hands over her chest. On many occasions she can be as big as a diva as my Jewish American Princess. But unlike her she does it out of being bossy where Berry does it to show that she cares.

"Please allow me to put their minds at ease Mr. Schue." Cherry said before she walked over to the piano player and whispered something in his ear. He nodded as she walked over to the band and whispered something to them before walking to the centre of the room.

'Number 1 by Ginger Fox' filled the room and Cherry began singing along with it. I hate to admit it but she was pretty good for a psycho. After the song everyone but Berry started cheering for her.

"It doesn't mean she is New Directions material." Berry muttered under her breath making Mr. Schue turn to her in disbelief.

"I'm getting sick of this, Rachel! You are like every other member of this team! You don't need to be a spoilt brat!" He shouted. I swear I saw Berry flinch slightly but I was probably imagining it. /

"A spoilt brat? Are you fucking kidding me!" Berry snapped making my ears perk up. Since when did the Broadway diva swear? It was kind of hot.

"Watch your language Rachel," Mr. Schue snapped.

"Or what?" She asked as she rose to her feet and walked down the risers to stand in front of Mr. Schue with her arms folded across her chest. Where did this little spitfire come from? "What will you do? Because the way I see it you will do nothing. Just like you do when the kids around the school throw slushies in our faces. Or when everyone in this room says some shit about me you let them off. Let's face it Mr. Schue we get it you want Glee to be popular we all do. But you yet again are wrong. You are letting our school bullies manage to bully us more by inviting them into this group!"

She was on a roll, it was hot how she stood up to Mr. Schue even though I swear she was trying to take a dig at each and everyone of us who tried to tear her down. I can't say I blame her I mean, I feel guilty for what I did.

"Is that how you feel Rachel? Because if it is you can just leave." Mr. Schue said in a calm voice even though I knew that he was trying to control his anger.

"You say that you care, but you don't. You're just like every other teacher but worse. At least they tell us they hate us, you play us." She said before she walked out of the room. She was calmer that it was scary to even think about what was going on in her head. I shared a look with Quinn and Santana and even they had their heads to the ground. Like I said Berry ripped into all of us and I could tell that they were feeling guilty.

"Right, I think we need to meet up when everything has cooled down. Cherry welcome to glee." Mr. Schue said before he walked out of the room and into his office. I noticed Cherry smirk slightly but she didn't give us any attention and just walked out.

"Puck," Quinn said snapping me from my thoughts.

"What up?" I asked.

"Where going to look for Berry you coming?" Santana asked as she joined us. I smiled and nodded my head before I walked out with my baby mama and my ex.

The one thought ran through my mind. I hoped that Berry won't do anything she regrets.