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Quinn Fabray hated Rachel Berry. This was common knowledge at William McKinley High School and most of Lima, Ohio. It was a given like the sky being blue and the grass being green. No one questioned it because it was just a fact of life, there was no obvious reason for the hate and torment but it became as fundamental as oxygen is to life in the social Hierarchy of WMHS. Quinn Fabray was the top and Rachel 'Man hands' Berry was below the bottom.
No one questioned this except of course for Rachel Berry. She knew that Quinn was a straight, no questions asked Christian and so disapproved of her two gay dads but that surely couldn't be the reason why she had been tormented ever since the second day of her Freshman year. Rachel had kept her head down, quietly working in class and only asking speaking out when her teacher was obviously in the wrong or she had an answer to a question. Rachel didn't even know Quinn Fabray existed until she was stood in front of her holding an empty slushy cup, the contents of which had been thrown all over her white and blue argyle jumper just a few seconds earlier. A week later she was being called 'Rupaul' by the same girl only now wearing a ridiculously overly suggestive Cheerio's uniform. From that day on Rachel Berry was firmly cemented to the bottom rung of the social ladder.
Being in Glee club didn't seem to help her with her school status but Rachel had gone past caring after a year of constant and unnecessary torture at the hands of Quinn and her band of blissfully ignorant Cheerios. When Finn had joined Rachel thought that things would start to turn around however all hope was soon dashed when Rachel discovered the boy she was crushing on was dating none other than Quinn Fabray. It seemed like even God was against her most of the time. Rachel's pursuit of the 'star' quarterback only made her life even worse as Quinn now had a viable reason to dislike her and decided that she needed to keep track of him in Glee club as well. It seemed that Rachel Berry's road to stardom was not meant to be easy however it would make her autobiography a bit more interesting.
Two weeks after Quinn had joined Glee club it was obvious that her attitude towards Rachel was not going to improve even though the diva had stopped her quest for Finn. She had successfully managed to trip the brunette during a performance of 'Don't Stop Believing' causing the short girl to collide with a chair and smack her elbow against the piano which earned a chorus of laughter from much of the glee club and a few concerned questions from Finn and Mr. Schuester. Finn's concern only angered the blonde more and snapped her head up from watching Rachel rubbing her elbow in pain to glare at Finn.
"What do you care Finn?" she demanded "It's only Rupaul."
"Quinn," Mr Schue snapped at the head Cheerio "apologise to Rachel!" The blonde turned to their glee coach with a disbelieving look on her face.
"Why would I apologise, if she'd been looking where she was going and not making puppy eyes at my boyfriend then she wouldn't have walked into my foot!" she shot back.
"I was not making puppy eyes at your boyfriend Quinn. While I may have had a crush on Finn when he first came to glee club due to his superior vocal skills I did not act upon them as I discovered that he was in a relationship and it would therefore be against my moral code to have attempted to engage in anything with him. While you may-"
"Shut up Man hands!" Quinn yelled at the brunette who had stood up during her speech. "You should have been watching where you were going!"
"I shouldn't have had to, your foot would not have been in my way if you were correctly following the choreographed dance routine which therefore leads me to believe that you were not and since you are head Cheerio it is obvious that you can remember a dance routine and I am consequently lead to believe that you decided to break step and place your foot in my way in order to trip me up and cause me to disrupt the performance and ultimately hurt my arm." Rachel managed to respond in one breath.
"Whatever, just watch where you're going next time Rupaul." The blonde spat before turning away and linking arms with Finn. Practice was over for the day and WMHS's power couple quickly left the classroom followed by the rest of the club leaving Rachel to pack up her things in the empty choir room. The young diva sighed as she put away the binder of sheet music she carried around with her everywhere. Pulling her wheelie bag behind her she exited the deserted building into the nearly empty lot. There were a few teachers' cars to the far side of the lot and one car parked a few metres from her. As Rachel looked closer she realised that inside the car was Quinn and Finn making out, Quinn straddling Finn on the driver's seat. The site made her angry for no obvious reason. Quinn began to kiss down Finn's neck and the diva wondered why they couldn't have at least waited to get out of the lot before sucking face instead of inflicting the site on her.
Just as Rachel thought this Quinn's eyes opened and looked directly at her and a frustrated and almost angry look came over her face before the blonde closed her eyes tightly in what seemed like desperation and went to attacking Finn's face with ferocity. Rachel stared at the car in confusion. What on earth was that look on the Cheerio's face about? The brunette snapped out of her confused state enough to realise she was staring and began to briskly walk towards her black SUV. She must have been seeing things because that definitely wasn't the sort of face that Rachel thought people made when they were engaged in that sort of activity. She shook the thoughts from her head and started her car and headed home to prepare to record her daily myspace video.
Quinn pushed herself away from Finn who was now trying to push his clown hands up her shirt while what felt like assaulting her tongue. "Ugh" she breathed while untangling herself from the lumbering quarterback. Finn's black eyes stared back at her and she felt angry momentarily before pushing the emotion from her mind. This was what she wanted, what she had decided.
"Take me home Finn." She stated without looking at him. His breath was falling heavy and she could tell he was grinning stupidly at her.
"Sure babe, are your parents there?"
"Probably not but that doesn't mean you're coming in."
"Ah come on, we've been dating for nearly a year now and you won't even let me touch your boobs." He moaned. Quinn glared at him in disgust.
"I told you Finn, I'm not ready yet. Now take me home." Quinn knew she needed to be ready soon, this Berry thing was getting ridiculous now. Sleeping with Finn would stop her mind from wander to the brunette like before. Her mind had pictured Berry stood outside the car watching her with Finn and sent a wave of guilt through her body. The memory sent the guilt back through system and she snapped at Finn. "Stop gawking at me and drive!" the boy looked slightly hurt but Quinn's expression was still hard as stone. Why couldn't she feel guilty for snapping at Finn? Not for kissing him.
Finn started the car and drove to the blonde's house, parking up in the driveway. He leaned in for another kiss but Quinn just pecked his cheek and jumped out the car without even glancing back. Clearly the impromptu make out session in the school parking lot was his fill for today. The gangly boy ran a hand through his hair before shaking his head and pulling out of the Fabray's drive with a goofy smile still plastered to his face.
Quinn dropped her bag on her bed and checked her phone for messages, none. Her parents wouldn't be back until at least seven so she opened her laptop and logged onto myspace, Berry had posted another video this time she was singing 'Defying Gravity'. Quinn pressed play and watched as Berry beamed at the camera and announced the title of the song with excitement before launching into the song. Quinn's stomach lurched familiarly and she growled at the screen before pressing the comment button and typing, or rather punching in, "Go die Man hands!" and angrily clicking post. She slammed down the screen and storming into her bathroom to take a shower and calm down. Why couldn't she just not watch the videos? Every time she watched she just ended up angry and frustrated at the dumb feeling her stomach.
The warm water ran through her hair and down her back, relaxing her muscles as it went. She let out a long sigh. It really would be easier if Berry were to just die. The thought made her feel guilty and she slammed her hand into the glass of the shower door. "Argh!" she growled into the air, "I want Finn!" she yelled to herself. The lie was starting to wear thin even to herself. It had been working so well up until now. Quinn Fabray the Head Cheerleader and Finn Hudson the 'star' Quarterback. It was so cliché just like her whole life. Quinn Fabray the perfect Christian daughter of Russell and Judy Fabray, went to church and sat on the front row every Sunday without fail, innocent and gloriously naive, paraded out for her parents equally clichéd friends since the day she could walk. It should have been obvious that something this perfect couldn't exist or at least couldn't last past the age of 16. Yeah, Quinn would blame her parents for making her live such a sheltered life, shielding her from everything that they didn't approve of so that when she came across something different it caught her attention.
Rachel Berry was definitely something different; self assured and confident despite being so different to everyone else around her. It was clear that she didn't care what anyone else thought of her, this was made clear by her choice in outfit, and she had caught Quinn's eye. She was intrigued by the brunette however it soon became clear that she couldn't talk to the girl. People were avoiding her and she heard that it was because she had two gay dads, her parents definitely would not approve of that. For some reason that seemed to draw Quinn towards the short girl even more. Cheerio trails were that night and when she was awarded Head Cheerleader she had to assert her authority and show the rest of the school that she was on top or else she'd be eaten alive.
The decision to slushie Rachel had been mostly Santana's however Quinn offered to do it. She was entirely sure why she had offered at the time but after the icy liquid had splattered all over the shorter girl she realised it was for attention. The girl knew who she was now and it nearly made Quinn smile. That was until the girl looked up at her with shock and hurt clear in her eyes and the blonde's breath caught, she covered it with a glare and walked away quickly, dumping the cup in the trash on her way back to a now sniggering Santana and a somewhat oblivious Brittany who stood beside her. Quinn pushed aside the guilt she felt and joined the girls with a somewhat forced yet triumphant smile. After that day she came up with nicknames to call the girl which she assured herself were to assert her power rather then get her attention. Finn soon asked her out and she accepted as it was what everyone expected. She was firmly plastered at the top of the unstable and very changeable social pyramid, everyone was below her and it felt almost good.
Quinn turned off the shower and pulled a towel over her face to dry it. She was the Head Bitch In Charge, powerful yet fake right to the core. She sighed and wrapped the towel around herself before walking back into her room. She should change but it was so easy to just carry on not caring, or at least pretending not to care. Blaming everyone else was so much easier than blaming herself and so that's what she'd continue to do until she was forced to think otherwise.