Chapter 2
When Santana woke up this morning, she knew it was going to be a long day. She thought it was going to be easy to convince Quinn to join glee.
It should have been automatic.
She joins then Quinn has her back and joins too.
Since the first day of kindergarten they were best friends, and they did everything together. When high school started, that didn't change. They were in the Cheerios, Celibacy Club, and even dated the same guys before Santana had Britt.
Starting the glee club, without her best friend by her side, feels wrong and weird.
And honestly, she was a little hurt.
Santana would never admit this to anyone, but Quinn always been the leader in their trio. It just made sense. Santana was the badass that didn't give a shit about anyone outside of her small group, and Brittany wasn't the brightest crayon in the box and needed some corralling, so Quinn kept them in check.
She kind of needed that.
Lately, since the Fabray's divorce, Quinn has not been her HBIC self. She's more reserved and has been reading a lot.
She needs to find a way to get her best friend to join with her.
She would never beg though.
No, Santana begs to no one.
Quinn would enjoy that too much and she can never let Quinn have the upper hand. She has to think of something. But by gosh, at the end of the day, Quinn will join, even if she had to lie, cheat, and steal.
In the meantime, she would start looking for other members. God, this club is already a pain and she and Brittany were the only members, so far.
"Hey Santana, I heard you were-" Artie was the first one to approach her but she continue to walk right pass him.
"I do not know you, you do not exist," she says unapologetically cutting the kid off as she walks to her locker.
As she was putting in her locker combination, her girlfriend shows up beside her.
"Hey S," Brittany smiles brightly at her.
Ever since the brunette told her about glee club, she has been very happy. Which means she and Santana were putting her bed to good use. Santana knew that she had made the right decision.
"I told Mike about the glee club and he is super excited to join. His girlfriend wants to join too, but I never heard her talk, so I'm not sure she can sing? Oh, well. Isn't that great? We have four members not." She jumps excitedly, hoping her girlfriend would be proud of her.
"That's awesome Britt." Santana smiles with fake enthusiasm.
I guess it wasn't such a great plan to keep Mike away from her girlfriend, but at least she can monitor them.
"But Miss Del Monico said she just wanted the popular kids to be in the club." She says in a last attempt to kept Mike from joining.
"Mike is on the football team." Brittany replies confused.
"Yeah, but his girlfriend is a stuttering, Asian vampire. Not cool." She points out.
"Vampire's are cool, have you ever watch Twilight? They're body's cold because they're actually dead, but not dead or something."
Santana sighed.
"I guess she can join, but that's all Britt. I actually need your help in convincing Quinn. I'm sure she's going to be avoiding me all day. Let me handle the others."
"Okay." She agrees as the bell rang.
Santana closed her lockers and lifted up her pinkie finger to the tall blonde, who happily accepts as the brunette starts walking her to class.
Terri was sitting in her office doing some online shopping. She was very pleased with herself as she had the most popular girl in school doing her work for her.
Glee club was going to be a breeze.
She didn't actually know anything about music and dance, but she sure knew how to manage (or manipulate) people. This job couldn't be more perfect for except she can't stand people singing and dancing all the time.
It can't be that bad, right.
She had faith in Santana to get at least twelve other students to join.
The brunette kind of reminded her of herself a little.
They're both feisty, strong, manipulative, and hot.
She glanced towards her window and saw a cute curly hair, butt-chinned man talking to the guidance councilor in the hallway.
In the year that she had worked in McKinley, she never really was interested in talking to the other teachers. Well because first of all she wasn't really a teacher and second they were really boring.
As she stared at the man in the vest, she didn't think there were any cute teachers at this school. Maybe it was time to introduce herself to the others staff.
Quinn and Santana shared a class together in first period, so the blonde couldn't really avoid her. At first she thought it was funny that her friend got roped into the club, showing how much she loves Brittany by doing this for girlfriend. But then she realizes her friends would also want her to join them.
No way.
She wasn't going to join the lowest ranking club and risk getting slushied. It has been twenty minutes into the class already and Santana has not yet said a word to Quinn.
The head cheerleader found this weird.
She was actually expected Santana to bug her about joining the glee club. Santana wasn't even making fun of Rachel like they always do. She was just sitting there, actually paying attention and writing in her notebook.
Quinn frowned.
This made Quinn even more nervous.
She knew the brunette has something up her sleeve. She needs to be extra caution for the rest of the day.
As she was thinking about what the brunette's plan could be, she caught the eye of another brunette. Rachel turns in her seat slightly and meet Quinn's eye. Quinn didn't turn away. She still couldn't believe she had actually sung with Berry. She hadn't played piano for anybody since she was little, rebelling against her parents who force her to take lessons.
Rachel looked so beautiful when she sang.
The blonde was so confused. She never found herself attracted to girls. Even if she was attracted to girls, why would she like Rachel?
She's annoying, talks too much, so sure of herself, has horrible fashion sense.
She didn't get it.
Rachel gives her a little smile before turning back to face the blackboard.
Quinn frowns as she thought how cute Rachel smile was, especially when it was directed at her.
This can't be happening.
Apparently Tina can talk.
She had told all her loser friends about glee club and the person to see if they want to join was Santana.
Elton John and Aretha were the first ones to approach her.
"Sorry, we're all filled up. Try again in 3 years." Santana quips as she quickens her pace in the hallway to her next class.
Mercedes and Kurt were trying to keep up with her.
"Santana, you will not regret letting us join. Mercedes and I can sing flawlessly." Kurt pleads.
"Let us audition." Mercedes demands weakly.
"Nobody's auditioning, wheezy. I pick who's in my club."
"I'm pretty sure you can't do that."
"Try and stop me. Miss Del Monico have chosen yours truly as leader and assigned me to pick a winning team. Kurt your skin is porcelain, I once mistaken you for ken's little gay brother Barbie doll. And Wheezy, you're brightly colored clothes confuses me for an awful graffiti wall. Look, I don't care if you can sing, looking at you two everyday would make me gauge my own eyes out." She insults them so they would leave her alone.
"I can get you a fifty percent discount at any store in Lima Mall." Kurt pips in trying to bribe her.
Santana turns around, finally facing the both of them.
"Seventy-five." Santana counters raising her eyebrow.
"Done." Kurt accepts the deal.
"What about you." Santana turns to Mercedes with her hands on her hips.
Mercedes pauses for a second scanning her brain for anything she can offer the cheerleader.
"My uncle owns Breadstixs?" She says unsure if her offer would be enough to get her in.
The Latina's face instantly lights up.
"You're in." She said smiling.
When class was over, Rachel tried to talk to Santana. After finding out that Mr. Ryerson was fired and that new glee club was started, she was ecstatic. This was a step to achieving her Broadway dreams. She couldn't let this opportunity pass her. Then she found out that Santana was the captain.
She immediately wanted to cry.
She knows she has no chance to convince Santana to let her join. Santana would enjoy being the reason for her misery. She try going through Miss Del Monico but strangely her door is always locked and the lights are always off. Santana hated her with a passion. She was worst than Quinn.
But hey if she can convince the Latina to let her join, then
it would be good practice of auditions in the future.
"Santana, I'm glad I caught you. I want to give you a list of my resume." Rachel blocks the door and hands Santana her resume.
"As you can see, there is an extensive amount of theatre production I participated in. Also listed is all my singing, ballet, dancing classes. There are all the notes I can reached vocally. I assure you if you let me join the glee club, I can be essential to the group and get us to Nationals. I can also help everyone on their vocals and improve them-."
Rachel was cut off as Santana started to rip her resume in little pieces and tossed it in her face. She walks around Rachel and out of the classroom without a word.
Rachel mouth was gaped open eyeing her tore up resume that she worked on night revising. She was slightly dishearten by her first attempt but wouldn't give up that easy.
Even though Quinn was avoiding Santana, there is no way she could avoid Brittany. It figures the brunette would pull something like this. She was letting her better half to do her dirty work.
"Lord Tubbington was really excited when I told him that Santana and I were joining the Glee Club. He was jumping all over the place, although I'm kind of mad at him for tearing up my Britney Spears poster." Brittany tells her friend.
"I'm happy that you and Santana join the Glee. Good luck with that." The shorter blonde says trying to make a quick get away.
"You have to join. We're like Alvin and the chipmunks and without you we're just Alvin." Brittany pouts.
It was hard saying no to Brittany. She mentally curses Santana. She really didn't want to become a member of the show choir. She already had too much going on in her life. Her parent's divorce, being a straight A student, captain of the cheerleading squad, and then add Glee club. It was a little too much.
"Let me think about it, okay Britt. I have to get to class." Quinn says already walking away from the blonde.
Rachel Berry knew Quinn was avoiding her. She was staring at her across the hallway where the blonde was talking to Brittany. She couldn't help but think about the blonde. She has always wanting to be the head cheerleader's friend even though Quinn has continuously made fun of her. But she knows behind the whole HBIC act, that there was a kinder soul in Quinn. She had witness a little preview the other day in the auditorium. She had never heard anyone played the piano with such grace and delicacy.
She was sure that Quinn was going to kiss her, which confuses her even more. She was completely in love with Finn. After chasing him for a couple a months, she had thought the two defeated the odds of them being together. He was the captain of the football team and though he doesn't keep up with her intellectual, he was sweet and kind, sort of. It wasn't his fault if he can't remember things about her. Like how she was vegan, but he's a guy. All they care about is girls, sports, and Halo. So she was okay with Quinn avoiding her because she couldn't figure out her own feelings.
It took Terri awhile to find the teacher's lounge. Her eyes swept across the room and she was greeted was weird looking people. A guy who was missing a thumb, another one having trouble with the copier machine. She was certain her was the gym teacher based on the whistle around his neck and his Nike attire.
Next was a red head scrubbing her grapes?
She just had enough of this freak show and decided to eat her lunch in her office. As she turns around to walk out of the door, she bumps into someone dropping her lunch.
"Sorry, I wasn't watchi-." The incomer starts.
"Well, next time try." Terri said irritated interrupting his apologies.
She looks up and saw the familiar curly hair man and her tune immediately changes.
"Um.. It's okay." She said picking up her lunch from the floor. "I'm Terri Del Monico."
"Will Shuester. Do you want to join us for lunch?" He gestures to the table the red-head was sitting at.
"Sure." She accepts blinded by his looks as they both took a seat.
"Terri, this is Emma. She's the guidance counselor. Emma this is Terri." Will introduces.
"Hi, aren't you the school nurse?" Emma asks still cleaning her fruit.
Terri looks at her strangely as she cleans her food.
"I was, but Figgins offered me the position of Glee Club Director." Terri answers.
"Really, I didn't know we even had a Glee Club." Will said confused.
"There was but the previous director was molesting boys so they hired me."
"Oh, well I used to be in glee when I was in high school. We sang mostly disco but it was a blast. Best time of my life." Will tells them with excitement in his voice.
Terri looks at him slightly different as she sees her crush slowly fading away every time this guy talks about glee.
"It should be fun. I have Santana Lopez, one of the cheerios, gathering 12 kids for club."
"Shouldn't you hold an audition, that's only fair right? Give everyone a chance to join." Emma suggests.
"You're being delusional. None of these kids want to join glee club. They're the smallest fish in the pond. They're going to get ridicule and humiliated by joining." Terri states nonchalantly while taking a bite of her sandwich.
She was getting mustard all over her hands. Emma was staring at her wide-eye feeling a panic attack brewing inside her.
"Well, you have to do something about that. You have an amazing opportunity with Glee. It'll help the kids express themselves and make them feel apart of something special." Will says.
"I've got it covered. Are you like Mr. Robinson and Barney son or something? You're freaking me out with your trying to reach out to the children speech. I've got to go." Terri hurries out not bothering finishing her lunch.
Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
Santana strides up to Puck and slams his locker shut. So she likes to slam lockers to show that she means business.
Puck looks at Santana with smirk on his face. Hoping the brunette has come back around and hit the janitor room like they used to.
"Hey Puckerman. How much money did you make tossing kids in the dumpster this morning?" Santana asked as she lean on the rows of locker beside him.
Pucks frowns at the question. Totally not what he was expecting.
"I told you, since you stopped coming over, I not buying you anything anymore. Unless, you are coming over tonight?" Puck said wagging his eyebrows. "I still don't get why you stopped. I'm irresistible, babe."
"Never again." Santana rolls her eyes, wondering momentarily how she ever fell for that. "I need a favor. I know you play the guitar, so you're joining the glee club."
"You're out of your mind." Puck looks at with wide eyes at the imposition.
"Oh, am I? And I need you to find another person to join." She replies confidently.
"Why would I do that? I'll be the one thrown in the dumpster. There's no way that's happening." Puck tells her before walking away.
"You will join. Or else I will start talking about your after school activities with certain people's mom." Santana says smugly to Puckerman's back.
That halts him to a stop. He slowly turns around staring in her eyes to see how serious she was.
Santana doesn't break their eye contact almost daring him to challenge her.
"When are rehearsals?" Puck asks in defeat.
The Latina smiles in victory.
It was too easy.
Quinn had briefly thought about having her lunch in the auditorium, but she didn't want to run into Rachel and she also forgot to bring her lunch. She quickly grabs some food, so she can make her way out of the cafeteria before Santana can spot her.
As she was walking towards the exit with her salad and water in hand, she suddenly stops. She doesn't know why buts she turns around and starts walking towards the table that she normally shares with Santana and Brittany.
She stands by the table in front of her friends, still confused on why her feet took her here.
Her two friends look up smiling at her.
"Hey, Q."
"Hey, Quinn." Brittany and Santana had said at the same time.
Quinn doesn't answer them, as she still wearing a frown on her face.
"Are you done avoiding me, Blondie?" The Latina asks as she starts grabbing her lunch out of her bag and placing them neatly on the table for Quinn to see. She knew her best friend in and out. She also knows Quinn's biggest weakness, which was her sickening obsession with bacon.
"I honestly don't know why I'm here," Quinn says as she tries to figure out why she didn't she starting walking again. It was as if her feet were stuck.
"Well, why don't you sit down? It's hurting my neck looking up at you."
"No, I can't." She rejects the offer.
She knew Santana was up to something.
"Are you sure?" Santana sung playfully as she watch her friend eyeing her lunch.
"What do you have in that container?" Quinn asks.
"My lunch." The brunette stated as if it was obvious.
"What is it?" Quinn grits through her teeth losing her patience.
"Oh, my mom just made me a sandwich." She replies lazily as she opens up the container.
Quinn eyes go wide instantly as she understands why she was here now. Santana was playing dirty. She knew she could never resist the Latina's mom famous BLT sandwich.
She was literally drooling.
She finally plops down at the table staring at the sandwich as if she was hypnotize.
"Give it to me." She demands.
"Join the glee club." Santana threw back at her.
"You are a bitch." Quinn glares at her.
"Come on, Quinn. You have to join. We're The Unholy Trinity, we do everything together and it doesn't feel right without you. Let's start this glee club together and I know you still play the piano."
Quinn smirked.
She always loved the name her older sister, Frannie gave the three girls.
"Are you begging?" Quinn asks amused.
"Please, I never beg." The brunette scoffs. "You are about to get on your knees for this BLT, but you don't have to. Just say yes."
Quinn bites her lip, trying to figure out how to make a getaway with the sandwich without falling for Santana's trick.
Just as she looks up, Finn was walking past their table. The dopey football player had perfect timing. She stuck out her foot causing him to bump into the table towards Santana. Forcing him to grab her boobs to catch himself from falling down. She immediately begins to attack him, yelling Spanish word as he tries to regain his balance while blocking her punches at the same time.
Brittany got up trying to get her girlfriend off of Finn.
Quickly, while her friends were distracted, she grabbed the sandwich and headed for the exit with a smile on her face.
It felt good to beat Santana at her own game. That's why she was always on top.
After releasing all her rage on the Jolly Green Giant, she sat back down to realize that the blonde and her sandwich were gone.
Son of a bitch.
She went to the auditorium to eat her sandwich and hide from Santana. This is probably the last place the brunette would look to find her. In her attempt to get away from Santana, she forgot the whole reason she didn't come straight to the auditorium.
Rachel was singing on stage.
She looks gorgeous as the passion in her eye ignites while she was performing. She could probably guessed that the Rachel has already bother Santana about joining glee club, and if she know her best friend as well as she think she does, Santana aggressively turned her down and then some. If the Latina knew what was good for that club, she should be begging Rachel.
As she watches Rachel finish her song, she tries to hide, not wanting to be caught. She makes a misstep to her left and clumsily knocks over some prop bushes over, making a loud noise.
Rachel turns her head towards the sound. She is shocked to find Quinn there trying to pick up the fallen items. She rushes to over help her.
"Hey, thanks," The blonde mutters obviously embarrassed.
"No problem." The brunette smiles at her as she picks up the other side of the bushes, helping Quinn set it back to where it belongs. Their hands accidentally brushes against each other and both girls couldn't help but shudder at the contact.
"We keep bumping into each other here lately." Rachel states her observation.
"I come here for the quiet. So it's ironic that you're here." Quinn jokes as she sat down the edge of the stage.
She unwrap the sandwich she stole from her friend. She was still going to enjoy this even if Rachel is there.
"Can we not talk while I eat this?" Quinn asks.
"Sure." Rachel tells her as she takes a seat next to her.
A minute hasn't even gone by, when Rachel decides to speak again.
"Can I ask you something?"
She saw the blonde roll her eyes but didn't tell her no.
"You do know there is a better alternative to bacon. Like sun-dried tomatoes, the dry-packed ones, not the ones in oil. They have a similar, but by no means the same salty, concentrated flavor, for few calories and no fat. And by the way veganism is very healthy. If you planned appropriately, are fully committed and done all your research-" she rambles.
Quinn releases a loud sigh that cuts the smaller girl off.
"Is there a question?" She queries as she takes a bite of her delicious sandwich from Mama Lopez.
It tastes so good. She knows Santana will be pissed that her plan backfire and is probably scheming something right now, but she couldn't seem to care. The only thing ruining this moment is Berry talking her ears off.
"As you know, I love singing, even though my participation with the local theatre will give be a lot of experience along with all the classes I taken through the years, I feel that the Glee club could be really something special for me. I know Santana is your best friend and she has absolutely wants nothing to do with. I have to be in that club if I want to be successful in fulfilling my dreams of Broadway.
"Still waiting for the question." Quinn says impatiently as she took the last bite of her sandwich.
"Is there anyway you can convince Santana letting me join?" Rachel asks looking at her with hopeful eyes.
Quinn looks at her and felt bad. She tired of dealing and hearing about this stupid club all day. But to Rachel, she can feel out of everyone that this club means the whole world to her. She knew she has been a bitch to Rachel for so long, but to tear someone dreams down as she looks at those brown hopeful eyes, was something she couldn't do.
But active convincing Santana to let Rachel join would be nothing but hell. Santana would want her to join in return and then ridicule her all time.
"Rachel." Quinn sigh. "You are the most talented person I've ever met. Just keep moving forward and don't give a shit about what anybody thinks. Do what you have to do, for you."
Rachel smile softly.
She never heard Quinn talk like that especially towards her. It warms her heart when she is granted the opportunity to see the softer side of the blonde.
"Just keep trying, if you really want it, don't let anyone stop you. Santana is tough but I'm sure you'll figure it out how to crack her."
"I appreciate your kindness, Quinn but Santana hates me." Rachel tells her disappointed that she wasn't able to convince Quinn.
"How did she end up being the captain of glee club anyways? That should have been me." She complains. "Are you at least joining?"
"No, but that's not stopping Santana from trying." Quinn replies.
"She shouldn't have to try. You have an amazing voice and I've never seen someone play the piano as beautifully as you do. You should really think about it Quinn, it might help you with whatever it is you're going through."
Quinn thought about it. Maybe Rachel was right. She did love playing the piano and she can't just turn her back on her friends.
"I don't get why you're trying so hard, Rachel. You've already have so much going on that I can't even remember the last time we made out. It's going to be hell anyways with Santana leading the group. You're just sentencing yourself to a lot of pain and trauma. You're going to get ridicule lot worse than you already are. They are not going to be nice to you if you're in the club." Finn desperately tries to discourage her girlfriend.
"I just need you to talk to her. You're a jock and you're popular, so maybe she will consider letting you join and when she does you say "I don't want to join unless my girlfriend can join too." Rachel explains her plan to him.
"I can't join glee club. All the guys are going to give me crap. And they kind of already are, since we started dating." Finn shakes her head at her not understanding why she doesn't see his point of view.
"But don't you want to help on my journey to my career?" Rachel asks exasperated that Finn wasn't even willing to try.
"Everything is always about you Rachel." Finn says raising his voice loudly getting.
Rachel blinks taken back at how upset Finn became.
"I'm getting a lot of crap from everyone because I'm dating you. And I don't care, but I'm not about to make it any worse for myself. I love you, but I can't do that." He said walking away.
Rachel just stares at him. She can't believe he went off on her. Shaking her head, she turns around and walked the other direction. As tears started to build in her eyes, she didn't notice that Quinn had witness the whole show in the hallway.
Quinn hated to see Rachel cry.
Finn is such as douche.
Santana had a hard time getting the popular kids to join. Nobody was willing to join, not even after the Latina's treats. Glee club hasn't even started yet, and she has already lost her ability to scare the living daylights out of her peers people.
She has been a complete nerd magnet.
First, the dork on wheels cornered her, literally with his wheel chair and the hobbit has been on her tail all day. Worst is she can't even get her best friend to join.
What is wrong with her?
"Look Quinn, this is the last time I'm going to ask you." Santana tells her as she walks towards the blonde's locker at the end of the day. "And if you say no, I'm going to punch you."
"Really hard." Santana adds with a challenging stare.
Quinn looks at Santana and sighs.
This was it.
It was apparent that she has changed ever since her parents divorce. She didn't have the energy to play mind games with Santana anymore or make fun of Rachel. She was going soft and this was proof.
Hopefully Rachel was right.
Maybe being apart of something special, makes you special. And why not start it with your best friends. Maybe she should start doing thing for others and stop thinking about what other people think.
Yeah, it's time for a change.
"Even though I love you chasing be all day, I will join but only if you can do something for me."
"What is it Fabray?" Santana frowns.
She should have known that the blonde would want something in return.
"You have to let Rachel in." Quinn tells her with a straight face.
"Are you joking?" Santana asks with an incredulous look on her face. "I will not be caught in the same room with that dwarf. Come on you hate her too. There is no way you're actually asking me this.
"I know she can be annoying." The blonde starts.
Santana scoffs but that didn't deter Quinn.
"She has an amazing voice, S. She'll take us all the way. How cool would it be that not only we are national cheerleading champions but also we led the lameness club in school to victory? We'll be high school legends and everyone would look up to us."
Quinn knew the picture she just painted had Santana mind reeling.
It would be awesome to show the school whose head bitch around her. But most of all show the school that they were more to them then shaking their pom-poms.
Santana isn't dumb though. She know there's also something fishy going on. Quinn hated Rachel as much as she did. She wonders what Quinn is really up to. I guess she'll have to find out later. It can't be that bad letting Rachel in, as long as her best friend was going to be by her side.
"Fine, we start rehearsal tomorrow. You better be there. And you better keep you new pet on her leash." Santana succumbs.
"Yes, Captain." Quinn playfully salutes her with a smile on her face.
Finn walks up to Rachel with a sunflower in his hand.
"Here, I want to apologize for the way I acted. I hate it when we fight. So I got you a sunflower, because it kind of looks likes a star. I mean it's yellow. You're also kind of a star Rachel, and I should want to help you anyway you want me to. The next time I see Santana I'm going to demand her to give you a spot and I'll be there right beside you."
"Thanks Finns." She accepts the flower and gives him a quick hug.
Even though he's not that great with words, Rachel appreciates the gesture.
Just then Santana walked by the lovebirds, not even acknowledging them, not wanting to keep Brittany waiting. The last time she did that, it took her and Quinn an hour to find the tall blonde with the school synchronizes swimming team. She thought they were hiding all the ducks as they weren't any in the water and they just wanted to swim.
"Hey Santana, Rachel and I are joining glee club. Deal with it." Finn in a low voice all manly like, trying to show his girlfriend he can do this.
"Whatever." Santana responds without even stopping her stride.
After her conversation with Quinn she didn't care enough to argue.
Next chapter: First Glee Rehearsals