This year is going to our year, your captain of the cheerios, your going to win nationals and your getting out of Lima. One things for sure the only way you'll win nationals is if you support that little troll. Hey, we all know what my best qualities are. Lie, cheat and manipulate. This year is definitely going to be our year.

"I can't believe coach Sylvester is making us take physical education on our senior year." Britney complained walking towards the girls locker room with Santana and Quinn.

"Its ridiculous, just because she needed preggers over here, to get rid of some of her baby fat she's making all the cheerios take P.E." Satana scoffed trying to let off some steam.

Quinn pushed the Latina into the lockers. "Make another comment like that Santana and I'll make sure your little lesbian escapades will be top news by tomorrow morning. Do you understand me?" the queen bee getting into the latina's face. Her dark hazel eyes was enough to let Santana know she crossed the line with that comment.

"Alright Q, I'm sorry. I was only kidding." Santana looking away from Quinn. And started walking towards the girls locker room. Britney hugged the Latina from the back letting her know it'll be okay.

Quinn followed behind them still steaming over the snide comment.

This is our year. Nothing is going to get in the way of that.Quinn thought as she entered the locker rooms.

SMACK!

Quinn held back a laugh when she saw the ball hit Rachel Berry right in the head.

Alright Quinn phase one on trying to win nationals. Befriend the gnome. She ran as quickly as she can and looked down at an unconscious diva. Quinn decided that gaining the tiny brunette's trust was the first thing she needed to accomplish in order for her plan to work. So she spent the whole period slowly easing the diva by conversation. With her concussion this shouldn't be to hard. She wouldn't question to much as to why she's being nice to her.

Talking to Rachel in her current state wasn't as bad as she thought. They spent the whole period just talking about the past. She even mentioned an actual memory she had with the tiny diva.

Their class was almost over and Quinn suggested they should go to the nurses office. Rachel stood up to fast and wobbled. Quinn without any hesitation just gripped the brunette's waist to keep her from falling but she herself slipped on some wet grass and dragged Rachel down with her. Landing the diva right on top of the cheerleader.

Wow. She has really beautiful brown eyes.

Quinn couldn't hold back a smile. Rachel wasn't heavy at all resting right on top of the blonde. She felt really warm and light. Rachel turned a light pink around her cheeks being this close to Quinn.

"Sorry about that, we should really get you to the nurses office." was all the cheerleader could say.

Quinn sat in her last class thinking about those big brown eyes. She didn't understand this feeling she was having in the pit of her stomach. Just a few seconds of looking into Rachel's eyes made her have this stomach churning sensation she's never felt before. The bell rang ending the class that she paid no attention to.

Why am I excited to go glee? You're over thinking this whole mess Fabray. You're just using her, don't misinterpret gas with lovely dovey feelings. You did eat those disgusting taco's today. And plus you hate her, she's annoying, self absorbed it's freaking Rachel Berry!

Quinn walks into glee and takes a seat in the back.

"Hey Quinn how was your summer being back in your house?" Mercedes asked looking fabulous as always.

"Hey Mercedes, it was fine actually. How was yours?" Quinn wasn't really that interested, she was more focused on the door waiting for a certain smurf to walk in.

The room was nearly filled. Finn was talking to Artie and Sam. Britney and Santana just stepped in the choir room after Kurt and Blaine. Puck was sitting next to Quinn trying to have a conversation with the cheerleader but her focus was still at the door.

"Did you guys hear what happened to Rachel?" Tina questioned the whole group.

"It was hilarious! When the ball hit her head it was like watching a tall tree being cut down and falling straight to the ground. TIMBER!" Santana yelled out. "Way to go Puckerman! Way to start the year. That little hobbit had it coming trying to run her mouth at me."

"Alright guys!" Mr. Shuester walked in and cut the Latina off from what she was saying.

"I hope everybody had a great summer! Now for some of you seniors, this is going to be." Mr. Shue said in a serious tone.

"Excuse Mr. Shue." Kurt raising his hand. "before you give us this speech did you happen to notice we're all not in here?"

Mr. Shue looks around and notices Rachel missing. "Oh you're right Kurt I didn't even notice Rachel isn't in here today. Does any one know where she is?" Mr. Shuester questioned the whole class. Every one in the class just shrugged their shoulders not having an answer to his question. They all knew what happened in P.E. but after that they really had no idea.

At that moment, Quinn felt sorry for the girl. She realized how alone she really must feel. All these people have known her for a year and thought that they had at least formed some friendships with the tiny diva. But no one even texted her to see if she was okay. Does any one in here even have her number? Silenced filled the room.

"Sorry I'm late Mr. Shuester I was held up in the nurse office. My father, who will be getting the silent treatment when I get home, literally tried to pry my fingers off the bed to take me home but I refuse to miss the first meeting of glee all because of a headache. Thanks again Noah." the brunette glared in his direction. Taking a seat next to Tina.

Quinn held back a laugh, picturing the tiny girl clinging to the nurses bed while her father tugging and pulling her to release her death grip so she can go home and rest.

"How are you feeling?" Quinn asked from across the in the choir room.

Everyone looked at Quinn and then Rachel and then Quinn again. She was clearly waiting for an answer. It was a shock to everyone that Quinn was concerned for Rachel.

When Rachel heard the question she whipped her head towards Quinn surprised that the cheerleader was still concerned about her well being. Rachel regretted the action, that will be a migraine soon. Rachel rubbed circles on her temples to release the tension. When Quinn saw the pain she caused the diva by her question she couldn't help but feel bad.

"I'm okay...Quinn, just a headache. Thanks for asking." Rachel managed to let out. She felt nervous answering the blonde.

"All right, well I'm glad that you all are here. So back to what I was saying. To some of you this year is going to be your last. We made it to nationals last year." Mr. Shuester lectured.

"Yea we didn't even place" Mercedes expressed.

"Which brings me to my point. In one school year, we managed to bring in so many different types of people into this club. And in that year through ups and downs, sheer determination and hard work. We took this dysfunctional group and made it to Nationals. This year is going to be the New Directions year into winning it all. We're a family guys, don't ever forget that." Mr. Shue declared.

Stick to the plan Quinn, we're just using her so we can win nationals. This is all preparations for us to get out of Lima. Having four cheerleading championships and a national show choir championship under your belt will definitely help us out when we apply for colleges. Stop giving her the googly eyes, do I have to remind you. Your STRAIGHT!

Quinn shook her thoughts away and just focused on what Mr. Shuester was saying. But she couldn't help but steal a few looks towards the tiny brunette.