Chapter 4 – The Competition
A/N: It's a kind of long. Hopefully I didn't drag it out. It all kind of came to me at once and I couldn't stop writing. No beta. Again keep in mind, I'm not a writer. I just had all the thoughts and started writing it down. Sorry for grammar and misspelled words. Enjoy.
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Quinn was freshly dressed n her Cheerio's uniform with a ponytail pulled back tightly when she bounced downstairs for a quick breakfast before she had to make her way to school.
"Hey Mom," she reached around her mom, who was reading the newspaper on the counter, and grabbed an apple.
"Good morning, Quinnie. I made you some breakfast. It's your favorite, bacon and eggs." Her mom said still reading the paper.
"Sorry, Mom. I'm running late." She kissed her mom on the cheek before making her way to the front door.
"Wait, Quinnie. We need to talk." She turned around to face her mother.
"What's going on?" She made her way back to the older woman. "You didn't meet some guy at alcohol anonymous did you?" Quinn mentally cringed at the thought.
"Your jokes aren't funny, and I'm not looking for a man anytime soon, so you have nothing to worry about there. I'm enjoying the single life. I mean even if I was there who would want to date a recently divorcee with a teenage—"
Quinn rolled her eyes. "Mom, any guy would be lucky to have you. You're beautiful and amazing. Is this want you wanted to talk about? I'm going to be late."
"You right I'm sorry, your dad called."
Quinn's face hardens.
"I don't want to talk to him."
Judy sighed. "I understand, baby. I don't like talking to him either. I know what he did hurt this family, but you're still his daughter and he wants to spend time with you."
"Absolutely not. I don't ever want to see him again. I can never forgive him for cheating on you and ruining this family." Quinn said trying not to raise her voice at her mother.
"Me too, Quinnie. I'm not forcing you to spend time with him. It's your decision."
"Well you can tell him no."
"Quinnie, he's trying."
"You shouldn't talk to him anymore, mom."
"That's nonsense. We are adults. We had children together, so I kind of have to be on speaking terms with him. Just think about it. Okay."
"Sure. I'll see you later."
"Have a good day, honey."
'Yeah right' Quinn thought has she walked out the door.
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"Will, I know you're passionate about singing and the glee club, but maybe you should give Terri a chance." Miss Pillsbury was behind her desk re-measured everything to their designated spot.
"Maybe I did jump the gun and was a little harsh on her." Will agreed. He still feels guilty about his actions.
"You know instead of trying to taking her job or getting her fired, you should offer your help. She doesn't talk to the other teachers; maybe it would be good to know she has an ally in this school and have friends at this school. It must be hard for her, everyone doubting her all the time."
"Yeah, you're right. I don't know what I was thinking. She probably thinks we all hate her." Will shook his head. "I'll apologize to her today."
Will looked at Emma adoringly as she was eye leveled with her desk, straitening her pencil holder in its correct spot.
"So how is everything with Carl and the whole married life?" Will asked. Sometime he felt all they do is talk about him.
"It's wonderful. Last weekend he took me to the park and we fed the ducks. Me? Throwing bread on the dirty ground and one of those ducks just picks at it. He's really helping me with my OCD. Of course I still have those occasional episodes."
He made him really happy to know there was someone to help Emma with her issue, he just hate that it couldn't be him.
"That's great Emma. I'm really happy for you."
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Santana and Quinn walked into the first class together and took their seats.
"What's going on with you and B? She looked upset." Quinn asked. Sure the taller blonde gets upset at little things, like the time she watch the movie Bambi, but she was usually a very happy, carefree, bubbly person. She had a feeling that the brunette did something stupid to upset the other blonde.
"Lately, she's been bugging me about us." Santana whispered. "You know being out in the open? I'm not ready for that."
"You love her don't you?" Quinn whispered back.
"Of course." Santana replied with no hesitation.
"So what does that mean? Are you just fooling around? Or is it something more?" Quinn asked.
Usually she doesn't try to figure out Santana's and Brittany's relationship. It was too confusing. It started with them saying they were making out because guys found it hot. Then there was one time when Quinn came over to the Lopez resident and caught the two in bed. Lately she hasn't seen Santana with any guys and has just spending most of her time with Brittany.
"I honestly don't know." Santana answered.
. "You know I won't judge you. I'm your best friend." Quinn said trying to be helpful.
Santana nodded absentmindedly thinking about what she should do, but also thinking of how lucky she was having Quinn as her best friend. Yeah they fought a lot, kind of like sister, but they always had each other back no matter what.
Rachel and Finn made there way to their seat in front of the two Cheerios. Rachel's body stiffen slightly has she caught sight of the blonde. The incident in the locker room was still fresh in her mind. They hadn't really talked to each other since and it was a couple of weeks ago.
"What's up with you and the gnome?" Santana asked as she saw the way Rachel react when she spotted the blonde.
"What? Nothing. Why?" Quinn asked defensively.
"Every time she sees you, her body goes stiff. And lately, you've been nice to her. I can't remember the last time you insulted her or order a slushie attack on her."
"Nothing's going on, okay." Quinn snapped.
"Chill out bitch, I was just asking." Santana frown at her, wondering what got the blonde all riled up.
"Sorry. I'm just stressed. My mom asked me to spend time with my dad this morning, so I'm kind of off today." Quinn trying steer the conversation away from Rachel. Santana nodded. Quinn's dad was always an asshole even before he cheated on Judy.
"Hopefully, Judy has more sense than to ever take that guy back." Quinn looked at the brunette questioningly. That thought never came to her. Surely her mom was happy without him.
"You don't think she will, do you?"
"Maybe he's going to play nice with you as a way to get back with your mom. Your dad always cared about his image, of course he's going to find someway back in." Santana shrugged.
"She wouldn't do that." Quinn said even though she wasn't so sure.
"I'm not saying she would. I'm saying your dad going to try."
"That would be hell." Santana nodded turning her attention to the front of the class since the teacher just walked in to start today's lesson.
Quinn was doing what she always does in this class, which was subtly staring at Rachel. It had become a habit lately, studying the other girl's feature. She began to realize that not only was she physical attracted to the brunette but she was fond all of the diva's mannerism. The way she bite her bottom lip when she was concentration on something. Or how she flicks her long, silky hair over her right shoulder when she starts to write her notes. And how she crossed her unbelievable long legs, exposing a little more of her soft skin on her upper thigh where Quinn had the perfect view. Even her anal organization skills the brunette possessed. Quinn found her binder hidden in the Cheerio's locker room, no doubt by Santana, the notebook was alphabetized and color coded by title, length, range, and so on. Quinn found it endearing.
She surprised herself at how calm she was being after her encounter with Rachel in the locker room the other day. She can no longer deny she has feeling for the brunette, but at least she knows that Rachel return some of those feelings as well. She wanted to confine in Santana, since her best friend was going through something similar, but she didn't know how. It wasn't like Santana was talking to her about her relationship with Brittany. Finding out this revelation about yourself was scary. She didn't know if she found other girls attractive or was it just Rachel? Come to think, she doesn't find any guys attractive. Sure she dated Finn, but that only lasted for about as fast as it started. And she didn't find him attractive, it was just expected. She kissed Puck, but she was drunk and stopped it has soon has she realized what was going on. There were other guys but they were all meaningless. Maybe the reason why she was president of the Celibacy club is to drive guys away because she was really into girls and the club was like her beard.
She was broken out of her thoughts when she notices Finn tossing notes back and forth to Rachel. He has that dopey look on his face which tells Quinn it was probably something stupidly inappropriate. And the disgusted look on Rachel's face just confirmed it. Curious of what the oaf wrote Quinn leaned slightly forward in her seat to read it. Now she is wearing the same disgusted look on her face Rachel had moments ago.
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"All right guys, I've taking notes on what we need to work on if we are going to win Sectionals." Miss Del Monico handed sheets out to everyone.
Finn read his out loud with confusion on his face. "Jolly green giant needs to work on his dancing?"
"Mine says learn how to walk. Miss Del Monico I can't…"
"I don't want to hear any negatives in this room." Miss Del Monico interrupted. "Everyone in this school is going to say negative things about this club. We can prove them wrong."
"But…" Artie started.
"No buts, okay I have an idea…" Before Terri could finish, she caught sight of Will at the door. "Give me second guys, do umm-what-umm ever you guys want. Try not to burn anything."
Terri walked over to the door where Will looking around the choir room. He was admiring the piano and the students. He should have had this job. He shook his head this wasn't what he was here for. He came to apologize.
"Can I help you? And no I'm not quitting my job."
"I came here to apologize to you. I know how it feels to be an outcast and I'm sorry I made you feel that way."
Terri looked at him skeptically.
"Honestly, the teacher staff has done a horrible job of welcoming you and I'm sorry for that. I actually want to help. I promise it isn't some ploy to steal your job."
"I accept your apology. And as for you help, I don't need it. I'm doing fine on my own. I'm finally getting control of these kids."
Will looked inside the class and saw Puck was sitting behind Artie and putting butter on the wheels of his chair while Artie was distracted.
"They actually sound half way descent. So if you will excuse me. Sectionals are in a couple of weeks and you're wasting our time."
"Have you checked out your competition? They're going to be tough to beat."
Terri frowned. She didn't even think about that.
"It would be a good idea to take a field trip with the kids, to see what they're up against. I can come with you. Vocal Adrenaline is performing a number at their school tomorrow."
Terri didn't really want to go anywhere with this vest tool. But she needed to scope out the competition.
"Fine"
"Awesome"
Will was about to walk out of the class when heard the kids starting to jam to Bust the Move. He couldn't help himself as came back in the classroom and started rapping and dancing.
Terri and the cheerleaders looked at him shocked, while the other kids were enjoying his presence. Mercedes was singing the hook lines while Artie and Mr. Shue share the rapping.
Terri watched on jealously of Will's charisma and confidents.
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"Are you ready?" Finn asked when he noticed that she was still sitting.
"I wanted to organize some sheets and maybe work on my vocals a little. You know I need to perfect my pitch if I want to convince our fellow glee club members that I'm better suited…"
"Ok, ok I'll catch you later." Finn cutting her short and leans down to give her a quick kiss on the lips. "I have to talk to Coach Beiste anyway. I'll meet you at your locker." Rachel nodded and watched has Finn walked out of the class, which now only consisted of her and Quinn.
She was still really embarrassed of what almost transpired in the Cheerio's locker room. She knew the blonde always waited for everyone to leave the choir room before playing the piano. She composed herself for a moment before getting up and walking towards the piano where the blonde was seated.
"What is that you're playing? I don't recognize it." Rachel asked.
"Just a little something I came up with." Quinn said not yet looking up from her keys.
"It's nice. Maybe we could work on a song for glee sometime?"
"I don't know. I only do this for fun."
"Glee is fun. It's an outlet for being creative. You're a great pianist…"
"Let's get to what you really want to talk to me about." Quinn stopped playing and looked at Rachel.
"Okay." Rachel was nervous talking to Quinn about this considering the developing feeling she was having for the blonde. "I want to join the Celibacy Club."
Quinn furrowed her brow. She was caught off guard. She thought the brunette was going to want to talk about how she almost kissed her. "Why?"
"I want to wait until I'm 25."
"That's unreachable."
"I'll have you know that all of my goals are reachable." Rachel disagreed.
Quinn studied the brunette. She noticed that the shorter girl made sure there was adequate amount of space between them. She was fidgeting and looking at the ground.
"As Finn been pressuring you?"
"No, I mean, he has let me know that he's ready for the next step in our relationship. I mean he's hormonal teenager. But he also respects my decision to wait when we're reached 25."
Quinn looked confused. "Do you think you and Finn are going to last that long. You can't be that naïve. I mean come on Berry, its high school. You have your whole life ahead of you and you are going to make it to New York. He's only going to be holding you back."
"Look I love Finn. He's that dream guy I always dreamed of. Maybe you can't understand that. But we are meant for each other. There's always going to be temptations and I was hoping being the Celibacy Club would help us."
Quinn looked away hurt and clenched her jaw, biting back the unkind words she knew would come out. It looks like Rachel was going to ignore whatever feelings she was having for the blonde. She started to play again, hoping it would calm her down.
"After school on Wednesday and Fridays."
Rachel nodded. She turned around to grab her bag and walked out of the choir room leaving Quinn by herself.
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"I need you and B to show up for the next celibacy club." Quinn was waiting in line next to Santana to get their snacks for the Vocal Adrenaline performance as the rest of glee club.
"Hell no, you know more than anyone else the Britts and I are anything but celibate. I thought you were just in that club to please your dad, anyways."
"I figure I can help couple girls avoid pregnancy."
Santana laughed. "Right, how many members do you have?"
Quinn scoffed. "It's just me. Puck has made his own personal game of luring the girls away. And of course no guys would want to join."
Santana nodded not surprised.
"Why do you need us to join?"
"Rachel asked me if she can join. I didn't want to be stuck in a room with her and Frankenteen."
"Ha, that meeting going to be so hilarious. As much as I want to see why the midget hasn't given up to the man child, Britts and I got better things to do."
"You're a horrible friend." Quinn said as she paid for her drinks.
"Thanks." Santana smiled.
They both grab their drinks with also some chocolate candy for Brittany who already grabbed their seats. As the made their way into auditorium they spotted the blonde pretty quick and headed her direction. Santana quickly took her seat next to Brittany. The only seat left for Quinn was to Santana's right as Mike Chang was on the other side of Brittany. Quinn sighed and made her way over just as Rachel and Finn where coming from the other side. Rachel noticed Quinn also and tried to switch with Finn.
"What?" Finn asked looking down at his girlfriend.
"I said switch with me, please." Rachel begged. Finn looked up and notice Quinn was taking her seat.
"Sorry, Rach. I can't, you know Quinn hates me. She almost set my hair on fire in Chem class." Finn said. He was actually scared of Quinn.
"Please, I can't sit next to her." Rachel pleaded again.
"We'll just go find other seats." Finn grabbed her hand and started to turn around. Vocal Adrenaline must be really popular, as he started to notice that there were no more seats available.
Rachel sighed. "It's okay, they're packed tonight. I'll just manage."
Finn looked down at her apologetically as they started to back their way back to their previous seats.
Out of the corner of her eye, Quinn saw the couple making their way back.
Crap. She thought. Hopefully she won't have to witness them drooling all over each other.
"Hey Britt, want to hear something funny. Quinn wanted us to join her lame Celibacy club." Santana laughed. Quinn rolled her eyes as she heard her friends making fun of her.
Brittany leaned forward to look at Quinn.
"Sorry, Quinn. You know I don't like vegetables."
The blonde frown in confusion.
Santana was laughing even harder. She really did have the worst friends ever.
Rachel smooths down her skirt and hesitantly took her seat next to Quinn.
"Hi Quinn" Rachel said quietly.
"Berry" Quinn replied. She hated that things were awkward between her and the brunette. She couldn't help but take a second look at the small brunette. She looked ridiculously cute in her outfit tonight. She definitely approves the short skirt.
"What?" Rachel asked the blonde when she saw a smile on her face.
Quinn snapped her eyes up to Rachel. She was sure that the brunette caught her checking her out.
"What?" Quinn asked.
"You were smiling." Rachel smiled.
"Oh, I can't wait to see our competition" she replied lamely. She couldn't think of what to say.
"I heard they're quite good, though they won't be our competition unless we make it to Regional's."
"We'll make it. We have you."
Rachel blushed at the unexpected compliment. Before she could say anything, the music started.
Quickly Quinn recognized the music and turn to look at Santana.
"Uh oh," Quinn said.
"Oh hell no, they are not doing Amy Winehouse." Santana was mad. It's going to get ugly.
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"Shit they were good." Santana said. She was pissed that they did Amy Winehouse but even she could admit that they were amazing.
"Yeah I know S." Quinn agreed.
"Guys, I totally think we could beat them." Brittany was trying to be positive.
They were all in the lounge waiting for everyone.
"I don't know Britt, even that Jesse St. Douche gave me goose bumps."
"I don't see any gooses on you S."
Quinn was half listening to her friends when she got sight of someone. She looked like an older version of Rachel. It can't be. Can it? She knew Rachel had two dads and that she never met her biological mother. It's probably not her. Can she be so obsessed with Rachel that she thinks other girls start looking like her? Weird. She scans the room for the short brunette and saw her talking to Jesse St James with Finn by her side.
"Hey Jesse, I didn't know you were with Vocal Adrenaline" Rachel said after she had gave him a hug.
"Yeah, it's good to see you again."
"Wait how do you two know each other?" Finn asked confused.
"Rachel and I went to musical camp, what like 2 years ago?"
"Oh god, has it been that long?"
"You look amazing." Jesse said as he looked her up and down.
"Hey." Finn didn't like they way the guy was obviously checking his girlfriend right in front of him.
"I'm sorry. Jesse, this is Finn. Finn, this is Jesse."
"I'm her boyfriend." Finn stated as he shook the other guys hand firmly.
"Uh, nice to meet you" He looked at Finn not impressed and ignoring his presence all together. "We'll we have to catch up. How about coffee this weekend?"
"Sure, I would love that."
"Great, well I got to go change. It was good seeing you again, Rach." He stepped forward to give her another hug lasting longer than Finn appreciated. He was pretty sure he smelled Rachel's hair. The Dopey boy was confused at how closed to two were.
"Nice meeting you, Ben." Jesse said as he pulled away from Rachel and starting walking away without waiting for a response.
"It's Finn, jerk." He muttered to himself.
"Finn!" Rachel scolded.
"What?" Finn asked. They started walking were the glee club was waiting. "You two seem close."
"Well, when we were at camp we were cast in a romantic play opposite each other and as time progress we developed a summer romance."
"Wait, what you date that jerk."
"Come on Finn we were like fourteen. It was nothing."
"How come you never told me about this?"
"Because it was nothing."
"Well you definitely can't have coffee with him."
"You can't tell me what to do. There is nothing going on between me and him. I'm sure he just wants to be friends."
"That's bullshit."
"Finn! Language. We'll talk about this later."
They were getting closer to the group and Quinn can hear what the couple was arguing about.
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"Miss Del Monico, I was hoping you and your glee club would show me what you guys been working on at the school assembly this Friday?"
"Figgins, we can't were not ready. We just came back from a field trip that just depressed everyone, no thanks to curly fries. I don't think their confident enough to perform in front of the entire school."
"Miss Del Monico, I'm sorry but if the school is going to keep funding your club we need to see something productive. Or your funding is going to be cut."
"You can't do that. What about those jocks? They haven't won a single game."
"I'm sorry but glee club will be cut if you guys can't make it to Regionals. We just don't have the funds."
"What about taking some money from those cheerleaders? I know for a fact that those girls get their own car."
"Sue leads a National Champion team and has a lot of sponsors. Just put something together, I'm sure your kids will do great."
Terri sighed disappointed and walked out of the principal office.
"Hey, Terri I got some good ideas to lift the kids spirits." Will said catching up with the glee coach. "We'll put everyone's name in a hat and have the kids pick out a name and they would have to choose a song and perform it together. I think it would really help them get along with each other. Everyone is so use to their own cliques."
"I don't need your help." Terri said as she reached her office.
"What are you talking about?" Will asked following her into her office.
"You tore those kids down." Terri said. "I worked hard to get them to work together."
"Look they needed to see what they're up against."
"And now Figgin's wants them to perform at the school assembly this week. I don't know what I'm going to do."
"They can perform disco, everyone loves disco." Will said excitingly. "This is a good thing, maybe it would help with their confidence."
"How is this a good thing, the whole school is going to laugh at them. They don't need that right now. Can you just please leave me alone? I need to think about what I need to do."
Will looked defeated.
"Sure, I'm just here to help Terri."
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"Miss Del Monico, I have come up with a possible solution on gathering everyone spirits up. As you know, general morale of the club is awful after the watching the performance of Vocal Adrenaline. I think Artie even thought about cutting his own legs off and getting prospectic legs just so he can dance. Although we need a lot of work, I believe we can defeat them. I suggest giving me every solo in all competition. It would show them that we have a talented singer that goes way beyond Jesse St. James. They won't know what hit them."
"Nice try, dwarf. If anyone can show up St. douche bag, it's me. Even I can admit that they were good, but I kill it with Amy Winehouse."
"I don't know guys, they were like energizer bunnies with tight pants and dresses with hairspray."
"Artie's right, there's no way we can beat them." Kurt added.
"Alright guys, it's going to be okay, if we let Rachel take the lead on this one, we can take those guys." Finn trying to reason with everyone.
"Of course you want Rachel to get the solo, she's your girlfriend." Mercedes rolled her eyes.
"She's an amazing singer, she's like that girl old lady on the X-factor." Finn said ignoring Mercedes comment.
Everyone looked at him confused. Quinn was shaking her head at his stupidity. Santana was laughing and Rachel looked embarrassed.
"What are talking about? Terri asked also confused.
Finn started getting nervous when everyone was looking at him confused.
"Yes Finn, what do you mean?" Rachel wanted to see why her boyfriend was comparing her to an old lady.
"I mean, um, you know, she shocked everyone with her amazing voice, even though she was old, kind of, um, not pretty, and disgusting—"
"Shut up Finn," Rachel ordered.
"Okay," Finn looked like someone kicked his puppy.
"That was weird." Terri stated. "Okay, we can talk what we going to do about Sectionals later. We have other things to talk about. I had a meeting with Figgins today and he wants the Glee club to perform on Friday's assembly." Terri announced trying to look enthusiastic.
Everyone looked at the dumbfounded.
"No, no, no." Arite shook his head. "I'm going to be locked in the porter potty this time."
"This is not happening." Tina added
"I'll need to find some extra padding at practice." Finn already feeling the pain he's going to endure.
"My life is over." Santana said dramatically.
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"I thought there was going to be more people here." Rachel took a seat far away from Quinn as possible, which was across the room.
"Everyone our age is horn dogs. I blame Teen Moms."
Rachel nodded. "That really is a disgusting show."
"I can't believe you know of it. You seem like all you watch is musicals."
"Finn had it on when I was over his house."
Quinn shook her head when Rachel mentions Finn's name already. It hasn't even been five minutes. "So, let's talk about why you're here."
"We'll my relationship with Finn is getting kind of steamy and—"
Quinn cringed inside not able to stand Rachel talk about her sex life with the giant. "You know what I can't talk about you and Finn. This is a bad idea." She went to stand up.
"What, why?"
Quinn looked down. This was hard. She didn't want to know anything about their relationship while she was developing feelings for the girl.
"Can—what—um "Quinn was struggling of how to bring this up.
"What is it?" Rachel asked. She never saw Quinn like this. Vulnerable. She was use to the HBIC mask.
"Are we ever going to talk about what happened?"
It was Rachel's turn to look down, avoiding the blonde's eyes.
"I thought it would be best for the both of us if we just ignore what I almost did."
"What did you almost do, Rachel?" Quinn mocked.
"That's the first time you said my name." Rachel finally looked up at the blonde.
Quinn rolled her eyes.
"Stop deflecting."
"Look I think we both just got lost in the moment and I'm sorry for that. I promise it won't happen again. Can we just forget that it ever happened?" Rachel looked up at Quinn with pleading eyes.
Quinn felt her heart tighten. Hearing Rachel say that it won't happen again felt like she couldn't breathe. Of course she wanted it to happen again. But she was of course a Fabray and she was good at hiding her feelings. She didn't want to look weak. She sat back down in her chair.
"Sure, I don't know what you were thinking because as I recalled you were the one leaning forward and I'm they one that stop you, preventing you to cheat on your precious boyfriend. Now, that we got that out of the way. Let's talk about peer pressure. Is Finn pressuring you to have sex with him?" The blonde was a little angry.
"What, no." Rachel shook her head confused at the blonde's sudden directness.
"I mean he has got to be at least frustrated. He is a typical hormonal teenage boy."
"Yes, he can get carry away but—," Rachel was lost on how quick Quinn mood could change.
"Does he still have the mail man problem? I know for the short amount of time that I was with him, he had a little problem of arriving too early and we were barely holding hands. Did he ever—"
"That's enough Quinn!" Rachel stood up and gathered her things. "You're right, this was a bad idea. I thought we could be professional and talk rationally, but if you're going to act this way than I won't bother coming back."
"Wait—Rachel." Quinn got up as well and started to chase after the short brunette, but the diva ignore and continued running down the hall. "Damn it, well you know how to clear a room, don't you Fabray?" She muttered to herself.
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Brittany was over at Santana's house again that evening since the latter girl's parents weren't home. They were currently were down to the undies taking advantage of the brunette's comfortable bed. Santana was placing soft kisses on the blonde neck slowing making her way to down while softly caressing her small but perky breast over her bra. Brittany whimpered, instinctively grinding down on Santana's flexed thigh between her legs. The blonde was biting her lip trying not to be too loud as the brunette lifted her bra up and started sucking on her insanely hard nipples before making her way to her tone stomach. Soft moans came be heard coming from the blonde as the brunette was getting closer to her destination. Brittany lifted her hips slightly off the bed so Santana could easily slide her soaked panties off. The smell of the blonde arousal was driving Santana hungry crazy. Wanting to take her time, she softly kissed the moist area.
"Come on, San." Brittany begged trying to get Santana mouth, tongue, anything on her most sensitive part of her body.
Santana grinned. Brittany sounded so hot when she was impatient. Teasing the blonde with light kisses in her inner thigh, she finally she wanted to taste the sweet-
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Santana lifts her head up.
"Are you freaking kidding me?" Santana and Brittany got off the bed and started looking for the clothes. "My parents said they were going to back until 10, it's only-" Santana grabbed her phone. "7." Santana looked up at Brittany in confusion. "That's not right." She went over to her desk and picked up the blonde's phone, which also said seven. She then opened her macbook and it read 10:05 pm. That's weird. She was trying to figure out how their phones were off.
Brittany was still getting dressed.
"I was watching the show South of Nowhere. And the kids at the school were totally okay with Spenser and Ashley getting together. And I thought how cool if you and I were in Los Angeles, nobody would care if we kissed or held hands in public, so I changed our phone to Los Angeles time. So you don't have to be afraid."
Santana looked up at Brittany from her laptop. Brittany went to seat on the Latina's bed and Santana went to join her.
"Brit, we went over this. I'm protecting us from any bullying. We go straight down the latter in social hierarchy." She said as she put her shirt back on.
Brittany shook her head.
"You would just kick their asses if they said anything about us. And I don't care about being popular or that stupid stuff. I like hanging out with the people in Glee club."
Santana sighed frustrated. She turned away from Brittany.
"You don't get it. This isn't like a TV show or movies where everyone ends up happy."
Brittany was tired and also frustrated with Santana.
"No, you don't get it. I'm already happy when I'm with you." She went around the room to grab her stuff and put her shoes on. "Don't tell me you're doing this for me, when you're just scared."
"Where are you going? I thought you were staying the night?" Santana watch as Brittany picked up her cheerio's bag.
"I can't stay when you're not willing to give us a chance."
"What are you talking about? I haven't been with anyone else. I want to give us a chance. We just can't tell—"
"Anyone." Brittany finished disappointedly. "I see you at school." Tossing her bag over her shoulder, she walked out the Santana's bedroom. Santana threw an pillow across the room in frustration. How is she going to fix this?
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"What the hell, Rachel? It's bad enough that I'm getting crap for joining the glee club for you. I can't believe you would do that to me."
Finn had stridden over towards Rachel's locker, where the diva was gathering her books. Rachel turned and looked and Finn as he approached her in fury.
"What are you talking about?"
"The guys have been raging my ass all day about how my girlfriend had joined the celibacy club."
"I did. I still don't see what the big deal is."
"The big deal is that the whole school now knows that I'm a virgin and totally have no game because I can't even get the school's biggest—, " Finn stop when he notice Rachel was getting teary eyed. "Look I know I'm been pressuring you a little, but you didn't have to make look like a fool."
"I'm sorry you're so called friends are giving you a hard time, but joining celibacy club wasn't about you. If you care so much about your reputation then maybe you should find yourself a new girlfriend, one that won't keep embarrassing you." Rachel slammed her locker and walked past Finn to get to her next class. Finn grabbed her arm before she could past.
"Are you going to quit the club?" Finn asked. Rachel stared at him disappointedly. "If you won't quit the celibacy club, then I'm going to quit the glee club and you guys won't have enough numbers to compete."
Rachel shrugged his hand off her elbow and turned around without answering him. She didn't bother to tell him that she wasn't going to any meetings because she and Quinn couldn't have a conversation without fighting.
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The tension in the choir room was nothing new. Brittany was seated next to Artie, away from Santana, which was unusual. Finn and Rachel weren't sitting to each other either. Rachel was throwing angry glares and Finn and Quinn. Typical high school drama. Terri sighed and ran her hand through her hair. She thought she might have been getting gray hair from all the stress. Even though she wouldn't admitted, she kind of like glee, when everyone was getting along. She walked towards the front of the room next to the piano to start the meeting.
"Alright guys, I picked out a song that's appropriate and modern for our performance for the assembly. Let's show them that were not a joke. I think if we do well maybe they'll stop throwing slushie at you guys." She passed out music sheets around. "Santana's taking the lead on this one."
Santana frowned as she took a look at the music sheet that she was just handed.
"I'm sorry Miss Del Monico, I'm going to have to pass." She threw the sheet to the empty next to her.
"I think you need to do this, Santana." Terri wanted the Latina to step up and show the rest of the members that she could lead this team.
"Nope. There is no way I'm going to be the one getting ridicule and humiliated."
Rachel rolled her eyes at the Latina.
"I'll take all the solos for our competitions but not for this stupid assembly, especially not "Hold On" by Wilson Phillips. Not modern by the way." She scoffed.
"She's just scared." Brittany chimed in still angry at the brunette. "I'm still mad at you, but you look hot today."
Santana frowned. Quinn arched an eyebrow at Santana. Santana just shrugged her shoulders in response.
"Typical, Santana doesn't want a solo when it's it effects her reputation. We are the only ones getting slushied more so since we joined glee. Not the jocks or the cheerios." Rachel said.
"She's right. I have to take an alternate route to my alternate route to my classes just to avoid them." Kurt shivered at the thought of them ruining his clothes.
"Shut it, gay parade." Santana defended herself.
"Well does anyone else want the solo?" Terri asked very disappointed in Santana.
"Even though I agree with Santana with the song choice, I will step up and lead this team, like I've should have done in the beginning." Rachel volunteered.
"I vote Rachel, since she's already getting slushied, this won't make a difference." Kurt smiled.
"I'm with my boy Kurt, even though I would fight for a solo, that stuff is hard to get out off my weave." Mercedes added.
"I got an idea we could just let Rachel represent us as a team and she could perform by herself." Artie chimed in.
Everyone nodded in agreement. Nobody wanted to perform in front of the whole school. At least not right now, they weren't where they needed to be.
Quinn looked around pissed off at the whole club. They were throwing Rachel out there to lion dens without any remorse. She looked at Finn to see if at least he was going to defend Rachel, but he had his arms crossed and turned away from everyone. What an ass. She couldn't believe Rachel was still with him. She looked at Rachel whose shoulder has slumped but keeping her head high not letting it affect her. She would perform for anybody who would want to listen or in this case didn't.
"Maybe we can just change the song choice Miss Del Monico." Quinn tried.
"Sorry I'm not budging on this one. Everyone loves that song." Terri argued.
"Back in the Flintstones age." Santana scoffed.
"It's okay I'll do the song with or without you guys." Rachel said softly. "I don't mind taking one for the team."
Quinn looked at Rachel. Her heart went out to her. She admires Rachel's bravery. She wished she could careless about her image and had the courage to be like that. Not the HBIC everyone sees her as or perfect daughter for her dad. There's no way she's going to let her perform by herself. Rachel didn't deserve this. She had to come up with something. Quinn was lost her own thoughts that she didn't realize the meeting was over until Santana nudge her shoulder. She looked up and saw Miss Del Monico walk out the door and everyone was grabbing their things.
"Party at my house tonight." Puck announced when Miss Del Monico left the room.
"It's Wednesday, moron," Santana rolled her eyes. "None of our parents are going to lets stay out late on a school night."
"Oh come on Lopez, don't tell me you never sneak out." Puck said. "We got to let loose. There is some much tension in this room."
"You just want to get laid." Quinn said.
"That's how some people get loose, babe. You sure could." Puck winked at her.
Rachel glared at Puck not liking the way he was flirting with Quinn even though the blonde looked unimpressed.
"I'm down for it." Finn spoke up for the first time since the meeting. Rachel looked at him shocked. "What? There's so much going on right now, I need to have some fun right now. And not worry about all this crap."
"I'm in too." Brittany said leaving the room not before giving Santana a pointed look. Santana looked at the blonde. She knew she was doing this to make her mad. She probably ends up dancing with a much a guys trying to get in her pants. The Latina had to go to watch out for Brittany even though the blonde was mad at her.
"Whatever." Santana said as she and Quinn walked out the door. Now Quinn had to go to make sure Santana doesn't do something stupid.
"Are we invited?" Kurt asked hesitantly pointing at himself, Artie, and Mercedes. Puck looked over at them forgot they were in the room still. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Sure, why not."
The three jumped for joy, well except for Artie, they finally were invited to a party. Maybe being in glee paid off after all. Kurt and Mercedes walked out the door talking about outfits while Artie rolled behind them.
"What about you, Berry?" Puck asked.
"Me?" Rachel never got invites even though she was dating the quarterback. She was still seen as a loser. Maybe she should go. Finn thought she was a prude as the rest of the school. Most of the members of glee wouldn't perform with her for the assembly. She was sure that she was going to get hell that day but didn't care because she got to sing. Might as well have a night of fun. "Sure why not."
"Sweet."
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Rachel regretted going to the party as soon as she step inside the house. It was chaos. Jocks shouting and crushing beer cans with their foreheads. There were couples disgustingly rubbing all over each other. People were fighting, crying, and throwing up. It was madness. Why does anyone go to these things? She first wanted to find Finn then she remembered that she was still mad at him. She walked further into the house towards the kitchen and found Kurt and Mercedes.
"Hey guys," Rachel said interrupting their conversation.
"Hey Rachel, isn't this amazing," Kurt gushed. "We're finally here."
"Yeah this is so cool. A guy from the football team said hi to me." Mercedes added.
"I saw a guy puke on his girlfriend." Rachel said killing the mood. Clearly she wasn't haven't as much fun as they were.
"Well, aren't you a deb." Kurt said. He turned around to finish his conversation with Mercedes.
She turned towards the living room to find Finn when curiosity got the best of her. She spotted Santana and Brittany arguing which was weird because they never fight. It look like Santana was also an emotional drunk, but Brittany doesn't look like she feels any sympathy for her. She scans the rest of the room and found him, thanks to his size, clumsily dancing and flirting with another girl with a smile on his face. He didn't seem to care about fixing anything with her. Tears started to build up behind her eyes. She didn't want her friends to see her so she turned and found the closest exit, which was the kitchen door that leads to the backyard.
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Quinn was staying away from the party. She found a spot in the Puckerman's backyard far from the music blasting inside but close enough for Santana to spot her if she needed her. She found Puck's ukulele in his room and was playing random chords when she heard the kitchen door open. She turned around expected to see Santana but she saw Rachel in tears.
"Rachel? Are you okay?" Quinn worried.
Rachel jumped slightly at the blonde's voice. She didn't think anyone was out here. She quickly turned away for the other girl wiping away any evidence that she was crying.
Quinn laid down the instrument as she got up from her seat on the ground. She made her way towards Rachel.
"Hey," Quinn softly said while trying to get the other girl to look at her. When the other girl didn't reply Quinn moved closer and gently turn Rachel facing her. Quinn's suspicions were confirmed when she saw dried tear stains on Rachel's feature. The blonde had the urge to comfort the tiny brunette, but thought twice about it. A hug may be unwelcome from the blonde, since she yet had apologize for the incident at the Celibacy meeting.
A few minutes of silence have passed. All could be heard was the thumping music inside and Rachel trying to calm herself. Quinn didn't know what to say. She didn't know if there was anything she could say to make Rachel feel better. But she wanted to try.
"I'm not use to you being quiet. Are you giving me silent treatment for the other day? I'm really sorry that I lashed out on you. I was a complete jerk. Your relationship with Finn is none of my business."
Hearing Finn's name, made Rachel start to cry again. Quinn didn't know what she did wrong. She was confused on what she should do.
"Don't cry," Quinn realize that she never want to make Rachel cry. It broke her heart to see the girl in so much pain. She stood there awkwardly, fidgeting with her dress. She was debating in her head what to do. She had to do something. 'Screw it' she thought. She step closer to Rachel and slowly reached her arms out, bringing the brunette in for a soft hug.
Rachel sigh a little as she laid her head on the blonde's shoulder. Quinn's height compliments her small stature perfectly. At that moment she has never felt so safe and warm. Quinn smelled so nice. She started to compose herself.
"I'm really am sorry, Rachel." Quinn softly strokes her hair. It was soothing.
"I like when you say my name." Rachel whispers into Quinn's shoulder.
Quinn grinned as Rachel finally said something. She pulled away slightly so she can look at Rachel. She wiped a tear away from her face. Rachel looked so beautiful with moon shining on her face and the small light coming from the kitchen door light. Even if she her mascara was ruin. She slides her hand down from Rachel's face to her hands to interlock their fingers.
"Come on," Quinn whispered as she slowly leads Rachel to where she was sitting on the grass against a tree. The blonde let go of the diva's hand and reclaimed her seat, grabbing the ukulele.
"You play the ukulele too? Why would you bring that to a party?" Rachel sat down next to the blonde.
"Found it in Puck's room. And I only know how to play one song." Quinn said looking up at Rachel. She wanted to know why Rachel was crying, but she wanted to cheer her up instead. She wanted Rachel to tell her, only if she wanted to. "Do you want to hear it?"
"Of course." Rachel was already forgetting what she was upset about. She wouldn't pass an opportunity to hear Quinn sing, as the girl tries to do her best at doing the bare minimal in glee club.
"I'm not that great." Quinn shyly looked down. "And don't laugh at the song it's the only one I know. Blame my mom, she loves Steve Martin movies." Quinn joked. Rachel smiled and nods her head for Quinn to start. Quinn clears her throat. She looks down to gets her finger placement right and starts strumming.
"I know (I know) you belong
To somebody new
But tonight
You belong to me"
Quinn looked up in Rachel eyes and smiles. Rachel smiles back and recognizes the song and joins Quinn in the second verse, taking the girls part.
"Although (although) we're apart
You are a part of my heart
But tonight
You belong to me"
There voices blended beautifully with each others.
"Wait down by the stream
How sweet it will seem
Once more just to dream in
The moonlight
My honey I know
With the dawn
That you will be gone
But tonight
You belong to me"
Quinn clumsily started to whistle the chorus, but couldn't get just right. Rachel laughed and started to whistle also. She never had fun like this. She felt so relaxed and comfortable when Quinn was like this. The blonde's every movement was always perfect. Rachel was really enjoying seeing Quinn's silly side.
"But tonight
You belong
To just a little ole me"
Quinn finished with the last line. She laid the ukulele beside her and leaned her back on the tree.
"We sound good together," Quinn turned her body to face Rachel.
"Yeah, we do. Although we need to work on your pitch. You were a little sharp." Rachel said with a straight face.
Quinn rolled her eyes.
"And she's back." Quinn smiled.
"Rachel, you're shouldn't have to sing at the assembly by yourself. Miss Del Monico should make everyone perform. Don't give them an easy way out."
"It doesn't matter. I should just get use to performing on a stage alone." Rachel looked defeated.
"That's bullshit." Rachel looked alarm when the blonde cursed.
"Look you shine all by yourself, but you shouldn't be alone." Quinn reached over and grabbed Rachel hand.
Rachel was silent. She was taking in the blonde's words. Quinn's hands were so soft. She rubbed her thumb in small circles on the other girl's hands.
"Thank you, Quinn. You're very kind. All I want to do is sing. If I have to do it alone, then so be it." Rachel said.
"Hopefully, you won't have to be alone. No one should." Quinn reached out and slid a piece of hair that's had fallen on Rachel's face and tucked it behind her ears. Rachel tilted her head towards the blonde's hand.
"You really are beautiful," Quinn whispered staring at Rachel's lips.
Rachel knew she should be the one to back away this time. Quinn was inches away from Rachel's full lips. There was an instant pull to the blonde. No one can deny that Quinn was gorgeous. She didn't know what this feeling was. She never felt like she had no control on what her body was doing.
The blonde slowly placed her lips onto Rachel's. Quinn tangled her hand in Rachel's brown hair pulling her deeper in the kiss. Quinn was a very good kisser. Rachel felt Quinn ask permission with her tongue. Rachel willing accepts causing a barely audible moan to escape. This soft noise instigates Quinn to kiss her deeper. She pulled away for a second leaning her forehead against Rachel's biting her bottom lip waiting for her breath to return to normal.
Rachel knows that what she was doing was wrong even though it felt so right, as cliché as it sounds. She had a boyfriend. Even though she was mad at him right now, it was no excuse to cheat.
"Quinn, I'm sorry—," Rachel started.
"Don't," Quinn whispered. Her eyes were still closed. "Just let me have this moment—"
She felt Rachel nod her head against her and she smiled.
The sound of the kitchen door broke to two out of their trance and quickly pulled away from each other.
"Q!" Luckily Santana couldn't see them right away, giving the pair a second to compose themselves. Quinn was the first to stand up. She looked over at Rachel to check if she was decent.
"Over here!" Quinn called out to the Latina. Santana looked to her left and spot the two heading her way.
"Why are you hanging out with the shrimp?" Santana inquired.
"None of your business."
"We were talking about glee."
They both said at the same time. Santana frowned. Quinn was brushing her off like always, but Rachel looked nervous.
"I don't have time for this shit. Let's bail. This party is hella lame."
Quinn took in Santana appearance. She looked worse than Rachel did coming out that same door. Like Rachel, she also had appeared like she's been crying. Only difference was that Santana was drunk. But instead of the emotional drunk she was an hour ago, she was now an angry drunk. Something big happened. It didn't look like Santana had any luck with Brittany tonight.
"Why did you drunk that much S, we have school tomorrow? I thought we were here to keep on eye on Brittany?" Quinn exasperated.
"It's rude to say no when someone offers you a drink, Q. You're a Fabray, you should know how that etiquette shit. And Brittany can take of herself apparently. She doesn't need me." Her second in command slurred.
Great. She had to deal with this tonight. She looked at Rachel apologetically.
"I need to take her home." Quinn really wanted to spend more time with Rachel.
Rachel nodded her head in understanding. "It's okay. I'm about to head out myself. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Considered Friday a freebie, manhands." Santana said. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing. You won't take my spot as captain just because you offer yourself to get humiliated."
"S, stop." Quinn tried to pull the girl around the house to her girl. Santana yanked her hand back from the blonde. She wasn't finished with Rachel.
"You think you're better than me? Well, you're not. I know all that sneaky shit that you've done. You manipulate Finn, which wasn't hard since he's dumber than a door knob, to go out with you. You got Mr. Ryerson fired. You sent a girl to a crack house. You always act like the victim. Grow up. Stop trying to—"She didn't finished her sentence because Quinn grabbed her arm again, which cause her to stumbled slightly.
"What the fuck, Q," She tried to regain her balance.
"That's enough!" Quinn using her HBIC tone.
"Fuck you! Why are you defending her?" Santana glared.
"Whatever problem that you have, you don't need to take it out on Rachel."
"Rachel? Are you guy's best friends now?" Santana asked slightly jealous.
Quinn ignores her and turns towards Rachel who had her head down.
"Don't listen to her. She's just drunk." Quinn said softly.
Rachel nodded. She made her way towards the kitchen door leaving to two friends to themselves. Quinn watched her disappear behind the door before she heavily sighed. She turn back facing Santana.
"What's going on?" Her voice was calmer than before. The Latina was now sitting on one the patio chairs. She walked over and took a seat next to her.
"I've should just stick to the rules."
Quinn was confused.
"What rules?"
"The rules, Q! She wasn't supposed develop feelings. I wasn't supposed to." Santana waved her uncoordinated arms around.
Quinn arched her eyebrow at Santana's confession.
"So what, do you want to be with Brittany, and only Brittany?" Quinn asked.
Santana huffed in response.
"So be with her. That's what she wants too right?" Quinn didn't see what the problem was.
"God you are so naïve. Wake up! We live in Hicks town, conservative Ohio. Berry gets tormented just because her dads are gay. She's not even gay."
"Who cares about what people think?"
"Get off it. You care about your image more than anyone I know."
"When my dad was in the house and now he's gone. And I don't care about that stuff. Just be who you are. Aren't you tired of being scared?" Quinn scooted closer to Santana. "S, I'll be here for you anyway I can."
The two best friends rarely have moments like these. Santana sighed and lean her head slightly Quinn's shoulder. Quinn lean her head on top of the brunettes. Santana started to cry all of the sudden. Quinn started rubbing her back as the other girls body started to shake uncontrollable.
"Hey, it'll be okay, S." Quinn said trying to calm her down. The Latina was shaking her head.
"No it's not, Q. I fucked up." Santana said. As she was trying to control her breathing, she whispered, "I slept with Finn."
Quinn barely heard her through her sobs, but she heard her. She was shocked. She wasn't expected that. This is so fucked up.
"What? I mean... How?" Quinn didn't know what she was asking. She was thinking how much Finn is an asshole for cheating on Rachel. She was also feeling guilty. If she didn't isolating herself from the party to make out with Rachel, she maybe could have prevented this from happening to her best friend. She was supposed make sure Santana didn't do anything stupid. This was the stupidest thing she could have done.
Quinn pulled back from their embrace. She looked at Santana surprised.
"What the fuck were you thinking? What about Brit?" Quinn yelled as she stood up, running a hand through her hair.
"Fuck, can you lower your voice?" Santana said also standing up, tears still on her face. "I know what I did was stupid, okay. I was drunk, and depressed over Brittany and glee. And she was dancing with every guy n school in there. God this wouldn't of happen if it wasn't for that stupid club. Now I smell like sweat, axe cologne, and hot dogs. Shit, I need a shower." Santana felted disgusted with herself. "I think I'm going to throw up now."
"How can you do that to Rachel and Brittany?" Quinn said agitated.
"Rachel? Who gives a shit about her? Brittany will never talk to me again." Santana said. She took a step forward towards the blonde. "You have to promise you won't tell anybody."
Quinn was conflicted. She was just starting this new found friendship with Rachel. And they also shared a kiss. Rachel would definitely feel betrayed that she didn't tell her. And then there's Brittany. Sweet and innocent Brittany. Her other best friend beside Santana. Another betrayal. But Santana needed her right now. And she felt kind of at fault keeping on eye her. How did she get in this mess? Fuck!
"Promise Quinn!" Santana yelled when Quinn didn't answer.
Quinn bit her cheek from yelling at Santana. She glared at the Latina.
"Fine I promise!" Quinn said. "But I need you to do something for me."
Santana quirked her eyebrow at the blonde. Quinn always wants something in return.
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Rachel was in the choir room practicing her scales with Brad at the piano. The assembly was tomorrow and she wanted to be perfect.
She was still feeling guilty about her kiss with Quinn last night, but she refuses to let it distract her. She'll deal with it later. It was probably a one time thing anyway. They just got caught up in the moment. A cough at the door way interrupted her thoughts. She looked up and found an awkward looking Finn. He looked uncomfortable as he walked towards her with his head down in almost shameful. As if he had done something wrong. Maybe he was a little hung over from last night.
"Hey, can we talk?" Finn asked gently.
She took in his appearance. She nodded and turns to Brad at the piano, silently asking him for some privacy. Brad nodded and made his out of the room.
She still had her back towards Finn as she gathered up all her sheets on the piano, placing them back in her notebook.
"I'm sorry, Rachel. I was an idiot." Finn started. "I should never have pressured you to do something you weren't ready for."
He walked closer to her. She sighed and closed her eyes.
"Can we just forget this and go make to what we were before we join glee club?" Finn asked.
Rachel turned away and faced Finn.
"I don't know, Finn. Can we just talk about this after the assembly?" Rachel asked not wanting to deal with this right now. She was still mad at him, but so was feeling so guilty that she didn't want to be in the same room with him. "I know the whole school is going to laugh at me, but I'm still going to perform best. And I don't want anything to distract me."
"I think it's great you're doing this by yourself. Maybe it's better this way. You always wanted the stage to yourself, right?" Rachel thought about his question and her mind immediately went back to her conversation last night with Quinn. She doesn't want to be alone.
Rachel shook her head. "Glee club is not about me. It should be about all of us trying to work together." She grabbed her bag and walked out the door leaving Finn in the choir room.
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Quinn and Brittany were at their usual table in the cafeteria. Quinn was animatedly talking to the other blonde making her laugh.
Santana had just walked in and spotted the two. She quickly made her way over, only catching the tail-end of their conversation.
"You should definitely do that move Brittany." Quinn laughed as Brittany was doing silly dance moves in her seat. They quiet down and looked up as the both saw Santana stand at the table.
"Hey, S." Quinn greeted, nodding her head for the brunette to take a seat across from them. Santana smiled gratefully at Quinn, She turn to look at Brittany who was now quiet and staring down at her plate, playing with her food.
"Hey, Britt Britt." Santana said.
"Hey." The blonde respond softly still not looking at the Latina.
It seemed like the blonde was still being short with her. She hates to admit that she was jealous the just moments before Quinn was able to get her to laugh. She hated when Brittany didn't talk to her. This was the longest that the blonde ever stayed mad at her.
A few moments of awkward silence went by. Quinn didn't know what to do. It was weird when her to best friend were fighting. She cleared her throat.
"You know what I saw on my way here? Ashley Thompson was making out in the janitor closet with the janitor." Quinn laughed awkwardly, hoping to ease the tension. Santana frown at Quinn's lame attempt.
"Santana and I use to go there after 5th period." Brittany said quietly. Quinn and Santana both looked at her. "Sorry, I didn't know I said that out loud."
Another moment of silence.
"So, this pudding today is—" Quinn tried again.
"Get lost Fabray."
"Sure." Quinn quickly got up from her seat. Thanking god for giving her an escape.
"I want to apologize, Brit." Santana said.
"You always apologize and I say its okay and then we have sex and nothing changes."
"Well, I'm not ready for what you want from me, but I'm willing to take baby steps with you."
"What does that mean? Did you forget how to walk? She was confused.
"No, Britt. I mean I know we just make out and fool around all time. Maybe we could do what you want and talk about our feelings. I want to open up to you. What do you say?"
"You never want to talk about your feelings."
"I know, but now I want to."
Brittany nodded.
"I miss you. So does Lord Tubbington."
Santana smiled.
"I miss you, too."
"And?"
"And, what?" Santana asked confused.
"Say you miss Lord Tubbington."
Santana rolled her eyes.
"Sure, I miss him eating my sock."
Santana reached out across the table and stuck out her pinkie finger towards the blonde. Brittany smiled and joined their pinkies together.
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It was the day of the assembly and Rachel was beyond nervous. She was bouncing up and down. She was hoping someone will join her but they were all chickens. 'It's okay, she could this.' She kept telling herself. She notices the piano on stage, which was weird because she thought she was singing along with a track. The band was even to embarrassed to play with her.
She was standing behind the curtain waiting for Figgins to introduce her.
"Put your hands together, for the New Directions."
The curtain opened and there were only a couple claps.
Rachel stood there waiting for the track to start. Nothing happen. 'God the worse just happen.' She felt everyone eyes on her, silenced deafening the room. She was a star, she'll just sing without any music.
Just as she was opening her mouth, she heard the piano. She looked over and saw Quinn playing, staring at her. The blonde gave her a smile in encouragement.
I know this pain
Why do you lock yourself up in these chains?
No one can change your life except for you
Don't ever let anyone step over you
Just open your heart and your mind
Is it really fair to feel this way inside?
To Rachel's surprise, Santana and Brittany joined them on the stage and started to sing the chorus.
Someday somebody's gonna make you want to
Turn around and say goodbye
Until then baby are you going to let them
Hold you down and make you cry
Don't you know?
Don't you know things can change
Things'll go your way
If you hold on for one more day
Can you hold on for one more day
Things'll go your way
Hold on for one more day
Quinn smiled at the shock looked on Rachel's face as the rest of the glee club started joining in on stage. They were doing an easy dance routine, swaying behind her. Quinn had only blackmailed Santana to sing and she easily convinced Brittany to join. She didn't however talk to any of the other members. Maybe they grew a conscience. Even Finn was there.
Rachel started to sing the second verse. And the rest of the members collectively finished the last chorus.
Even though everyone had come together at last minute to support Rachel, the audience didn't look too impressed. It was as silent as the first started. Was it the horrible song choice? Was it because it was current resident loser, Rachel Berry? Who
The students went crazy. They were booing the glee club off the stage, shouting out profanities.
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"I think that went well." Miss Del Monico said later that day in the choir room.
"Yeah, were officially losers" Santana said crossing her arms still upset. Brittany reached over and rubbed her arms sympathetically. Santana smiled at her gratefully.
"I think Rachel kicked ass." Quinn said. "And she also taught us not to be afraid."
Rachel turned in her seat to smile softly at Quinn behind. Quinn started clapping and everyone joined in. Rachel blushed.
"Thank you guys for joining me on stage, even if it was last minute."
"We were wrong to throw you in there alone. We should have stuck together." Kurt looked at Rachel apologetically.
"Yeah, girl. You killed it." Mercedes said.
Rachel nodded accepting their apologies.
"Didn't you guys hear? They booed us off stage?" Artie asked confused.
"Who cares?" Quinn snapped.
"Yeah, we were awesome." Puck said. "The school is always going to look at us like loser, because everyone in this school are mindless cowards."
"Well said Mohawk." Miss Del Monico said. "Everyone have a good weekend. I'm proud of all of you."
Everyone got up and started gather their belongings at Miss Del Monico dismissal.
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Rachel was waiting in the usual classroom for the Celibacy club. She didn't know if Quinn was coming today, but hoping lucky was on her side. She really wanted to talk to the blonde about what happen that night at the party. She also wanted to thank her. She knew Quinn was behind the stunt and the assembly. She was beginning to fall for the blonde's charm.
To pass the time, she was going over in her head what she wanted to say to the blonde. She could admit she had feelings for the blonde, which is confusing because she feels awful about it. Sure, Finn wasn't the perfect boyfriend but he was the only one who ever show her any interest. He was also caring and thoughtful sometimes. Getting lost in her thought she didn't notice someone standing at the door.
"Hey, Rach." Finn said getting her attention.
"Hey," Rachel was expecting Quinn. She didn't even think about what she wanted to say to her boyfriend.
"Are you still accepting new members?" Finn asked.
Rachel looked at him shocked.
"I thought you said that your football teammates were going to torture you if you joined the Celibacy Club?" Rachel asked.
Finn walked into the room to stand in front of Rachel.
"I'm sorry. I sorry I gave you an ultimate."
"Ultimatum." Rachel corrected.
"Yeah, I'm sorry I said I was going to quit the glee club. I actually kind of like it. I want to respect your decision to wait before we go all the way. I promise I won't put any pressure on you anymore. You set the pace for us." Finn reached out his hand to pluck a piece of hair that was loose and tucked it behind her hair. Her thoughts go back immediately to that night with Quinn, when the blonde had done the same thing. The cheerleader hands were softer and warmer.
Unbeknown to the couple, Quinn was outside overhearing the conversation. She was running late because she saw the hockey team with slushy in their hands and avoided them by going the other way. It was weird that she was the one hiding, when she –not to long ago- was they one ordering them. She was upset that the tall oaf was joining the celibacy club after having sex with her best friend. Rachel was completely falling for whatever was coming out of Finn's mouth. She wanted to tell Rachel what he did, but she promised Santana she wouldn't. Putting herself together she walked in the classroom.
"Sorry, I'm late." Quinn interrupted.
"It's okay." Rachel said disappointed that she wouldn't get to talk to Quinn alone. "Um, Finn has decided to join us, today."
"Whatever." Quinn dismissed.
The all took their seats. 'This is awkward.' Quinn thought.
"I thought today we can go over—"Quinn was interrupted when she heard someone knock on the open door. Santana and Brittany walked in with linked pinkies and found a seat. Quinn was shocked.
Finn was uncomfortable when he saw Santana. They had a silent agreement not to tell anyone what happen. He couldn't help himself getting nervous, that Santana was just going to tell Rachel right then and there. Santana was also uncomfortable with Finn in the room, but she did a better job hiding it.
Quinn frowned. "What are you guys doing here?"
Santana shrugged. "I'm not going celibate." She scoffed at the thought. "Brittany and I want to support you."
"Yeah you're our friend, Quinn. We'll be here for you."
"So tell us how we can avoid being on Teen Mom or Maury." Santana said.
"Yes, and tell us how can we get on Jersey shore. I tried to squeeze oranges on my skin but I couldn't get tan."
Quinn smiled at her friends. They were flawed sometimes but they will always be there for her.
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A/N: Hit me down below where it feels good. JK. Thoughts, comments? Anything I could improve on? Let me know.
*** "You belong to me" by Steve Martin (from the motion picture "The Jerk")
*** "Hold on" by Wilson Phillips