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Chapter Two: The Power of Madonna

If you want it / You've already got it / If you thought it / It better be what you want
If you feel it / It must be real just / Say the word and / I'm gonna give you what you want
Time is waiting / We only got four minutes to save the world / No hesitating / Grab a boy, go grab your girl
Time is waiting / We only got four minutes to save the world / No hesitating / We only got four minutes huh four minutes

From her seat in the bleachers, Quinn was delighted with how the cheer rally was turning out. She had been reluctant to watch her former squad perform and delight the school without her. Quinn didn't miss being part of the Cheerios with Coach Sylvester breathing down their necks and bullying them into feeling bad about their already fabulous body sizes. However, Quinn missed being part of the action, being the center of attention of a cheering crowd. She missed being on top of the pyramid, smiling down on everyone from her spot.

However, cheer rallies were mandatory gym class events. Coach Sylvester did this to ensure a huge crowd for her Cheerios. An absence would result to a lower grade - something that Quinn couldn't afford, especially now that she could barely participate in gym class due to her condition. So there she sat, beside Puck who was ogling the cheerleaders, oblivious to any hurt feelings his baby mama might have been experiencing as a result. Quinn was almost certain she was ready to give up her baby. She didn't think she could handle a baby who would inherit Puck's stupidity and insensitivity.

Quinn had watched enviously as Santana took her center spot in the cheer formation. How was it that she was getting all that Quinn had worked so hard for? Quinn could see Puck's eyes trained on her exposed flat stomach and had seethed inwardly.

Then the music had begun. Quinn saw Kurt and Mercedes almost as soon as she had heard them begin to sing. The crowd began to rock to the music and cheer in approval of her two teammates. Kurt and Mercedes were decked out in Cheerios standard uniform with the addition of sweatpants but they looked even cooler as they danced in front of the cheerleaders, making the crowd go wild. A wide grin crept up Quinn's face. She loved how they had stolen the limelight from the cheerleaders. She felt vindicated as she lived vicariously through her glee teammates.

That's right keep it up keep it up / Don't be a prima donna / You gotta get em a heart / Tick tock tick tock tick tock

Quinn looked down at the crowd and could see that Mr. Schue was upset, and so was Rachel - for completely different reasons of course. She looked past Rachel and saw that her new boyfriend, Jesse, was staring at her again. Quinn eyed him back before he grinned cockily and then turned back to Rachel. An uneasy feeling ran through Quinn.

She had caught him staring at her several times since he had transferred to McKinley High. Mr. Schue had brought him to Glee practice earlier that week and introduced him as the club's newest member and a recent transferee to McKinley. While Finn, Kurt, Mercedes, Santana and Artie had each voiced out their concerns and frustrations with the situation, Quinn laid her eyes on Jesse St. James and realized it was not the first time they had met.

Quinn had looked around the room to share her discovery with someone but realized no one from the Glee club had been part of the particular circle of friends that Quinn had been with the first time she encountered Jesse. She kept the information to herself and pretended she didn't know him. It wasn't hard since Quinn had never been on friendly terms with Rachel and was never given the opportunity to actually talk to him. Quinn wasn't sure if he remembered who she was since he acted like he was meeting her for the first time as well - except for the fact that she always caught Jesse staring at her.

Before she knew it, the cheer rally was over. Puck told her he needed to talk to Coach Tanaka for awhile and that he would meet her by his car in twenty minutes to head on home. At the same time, Quinn realized she needed to go on a bathroom break and the nearest one was right there inside the gym. There were hardly any people in the restroom as the restrooms in the gym were far from being the cleanest. Quinn was probably the only one who needed to go more badly than she needed a clean bathroom.

After she was done, Quinn stepped back into the gym and saw that most students had cleared out already. There were a handful of people left in the gym, none of whom Quinn recognized other than Jesse who was fooling around with a basketball in his hands. Puck and Rachel were nowhere in sight, but Quinn knew the exact moment when Jesse had seen her and slowly she had walked over while he made an unsuccessful shot into a nearby basketball ring.

"I don't believe I've ever seen a singer be good at sports. However, cheerleaders, even former cheerleaders like myself, are a different story." Quinn took the basketball from him, aimed and shot the ball. It hit the ring, rolled around once before dropping in.

Jesse smirked and ran over to catch the ball. "That may be true, however, I do believe ballet dancers are even more athletic, given all the leaping, catching and carrying that we do in our dances," Jesse said. He took a step back, leapt into the air before letting the ball go. It dropped in neatly without even touching the ring this time.

Quinn crossed her arms in front of her chest, as well as she could with her baby bump getting in the way, and stared him down. She was not impressed by his showmanship.

"You're from the Glee club, correct? I do believe I've caught you staring at me on several occasions. Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Jesse St. James."

"I've caught you staring as well and I know exactly who you are." Quinn exchanged a narrow look with Jesse. "You were my friend Sydney Rutledge's date to the Midwest Chastity Ball last year."

"Why, yes I was. You were there at that event, too?"

Quinn ignored him. "You caused quite a commotion that night, everyone was talking about it. Even though you were Sydney's date, you had slept with her best friend, Mila Rosnovsky, the night before the ball. Mila's reputation was ruined and Sydney was devastated and inconsolable."

Of all the reactions Quinn expected from Jesse, she hadn't been expecting him to laugh out loud. "Ahh yes. Mila, dear sweet Mila. She was quite the innocent, very hard to seduce. I had actually been trying to seduce her for several weeks - I was cutting it close with the night before the ball. Her boyfriend dumped her the night of the ball, correct?"

"I can't believe this!"Quinn cried. "You're actually proud about it? You're an even bigger jerk than I imagined!"

But Jesse chuckled before walking closer to Quinn. Her heart beat faster at the thought of being around someone so dangerously cruel. He leaned down closer to her and said in an almost whisper, "Would you believe it if I told you that Sydney had arranged for me to seduce Mila before the ball? She had her eyes set on Mila's boyfriend, Garrett Booth, and wanted it arranged so that Garrett would never go back to Mila again."

Quinn's eyes widened. This was the first time she was hearing this, but Jesse's words had clicked in her brain. She recalled that Sydney and Garrett had quite the tangled history. Their parents had never approved of them dating each other due to a family feud, and after many arguments, Garrett had finally left Sydney for Mila. Quinn thought Sydney had gotten over Garrett when she met Jesse and asked him to be her date to the Chastity ball, but looking back, she did recall that Garrett had walked straight into Sydney's arms for comfort. Quinn wasn't too sure what happened after that. She had lost touch with Sydney when her parents had kicked her out of the house. They had been part of the Midwest Chastity ball for a reason.

Sydney and Quinn were a lot alike, which is why they got along so well when they were put together on the Charity ball committee. They were at the top of the high school food chain, they knew what they wanted and knew how to get what they wanted. It began to occur to Quinn that Mila's scandal had broken out at exactly the right moment at the ball to create the biggest fuss - maybe it had been all planned out. But, as Quinn thought and her eyes narrowing, Jesse was evil and manipulative. She shouldn't put it past him to try and twist history to make her question her friend.

"I don't believe you."

"No one ever believes the bad boy." Jesse said this with such a knowing smirk that while Quinn recognized the danger of being in such close proximity with him, her adrenalin was rushing through her veins, making her imagine all sorts of violent endings for him.

Quinn looked long and hard at Jesse. "I'm telling Rachel about this. She should know exactly what she's getting into in this relationship. She may see it as all Romeo and Juliet romantic, but you're really the villain of the story here, seducing innocents and probably trying to crush competing choir groups along the way!"

The cool exterior that he had exuded had finally broken and Jesse grabbed Quinn by the shoulder a little roughly. "You are not ruining my relationship with Rachel with your lies and exaggerations." Seeing her wince, Jesse loosened his grip on her. "Besides, she won't take your word for it even if you try. From what I hear, you and Rachel have never been on good terms with each other. Prior to your fall from grace, you made it your personal business to make her life miserable. Further, she took away your boyfriend -the same boy whom you lied to was the father of your baby." Jesse looked down at her smugly as he began to relax. "Let's see who Rachel sees as the liar now."

Quinn's fists balled up as the urge to punch Jesse grew stronger. His cocky attitude was infuriating. Not to mention that he dared bruise her shoulders with his rough manner. In her condition, the bruises probably wouldn't fade for months. But Jesse's words began to sink in and she knew it was true. Finally, Quinn spoke.

"Don't hurt her. She trusts people easily and isn't used to people as ruthless as you—"

"Or yourself. Let's not forget your cruel streak."

"Or me," Quinn said, gritting her teeth together. "I admit that I don't really like, Rachel. None of us in the Glee club really do. However, she is our star and we'd be lost without her to prod us on. Rachel is one of us and only we get to humiliate her."

Jesse smiled that cocky smile of his Quinn had quickly learned to hate. "You forget, I am one of you now. I'm now a member of New Directions, plus I'm an even bigger star." Jesse looked down at his watch. "I believe Rachel should be done with her session Ms. Pillsbury. I need to go and meet her. Now, it was nice meeting you again, Quinn. I'll see you around." He faked a gentleman's bow, turned around and gave her a wave of his hand.

Quinn was really starting to hate that guy.

Author's Note: I'm back! This is a quicker update than normal because the first chapter just lacked Jesse and that was wrong. I hope you're enjoying the story so far.

Sydney, Garrett and Mila are characters taken from a childhood favorite soap of mine, Swans Crossing. Let's just pretend the two towns are near each other in the midwest. If I were completely canon, these characters would be in their late twenties by now. Since they're such dear characters of mine, I allowed them to crossover a little. Just a cameo really.

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