Chapter 7
I slumped to my seat; I am still early for my AP English class."Who goes to an AP class early?" I heard a voice asked from my back. It was Sam."You!" I laughed, "And yet you don't attend this class..." I was all giggles.
Sam laughed with me though I'm fairly certain that he noticed my tear streaked face. "I'm waiting for Mercedes" He answered and gestured to what looked like a box of chocolates and a small stuffed toy.
"Oooh! but why? V-day is already over…" I asked.
"Well, I didn't really have enough cash last week and the extra we got from what Mr. Motta paid us was what I used to buy this."
He was always one of the sweetest and nicest guys I have ever met. I smiled adoringly back at him and patted his arm.
"You were always the nicest, you know?" I smiled at him "I'm sure Cedes will love it. She sure loves sweets..." I added for good measure to assure him.
"Thanks Q, you're not so bad yourself" he winked at me. "Just don't stick around Santana so much, she might wear on you." That hit a nerve.
"Santana's nice to her friends…" I just had to defend her to Sam didn't I? Sam just nodded and looked through the door and waited for Cedes to come in. I wanted to explain to him that Santy can be nice too, if she wants to be, but I didn't want to appear too defensive of Santana.
"She's here." Mercedes came and Sam said his goodbye to me. I waved at the other girl and nodded my head to Sam.
"Quinn! Quinn!" I heard that damn voice again. "Where have you been?" the girl asked sounding more harsh than the phrase intended for.
"Mostly home during the weekend, why?" I questioned the girl's fake innocent face. "Who did you hang out with?" and then there was a staring match.
I shrugged it off "A friend, none of your business, actually."
"So, you hang out with my woman and tell me it's not my business?" was spat back at me.
"You were always a home wrecker when you're not being a cheater." the words just kept on coming.
"What are you talking about Brittany?" I raised my voice enough to have a bite in it. She stood straight matching my glare if not more. The other girl cowered and said something that just made my blood boil even more.
"Santana is mine. When are you going to get it? She's with me." It might still hurts, but I've already accepted that.
"Nobody is taking her away from you Britt." I told her calmly. "Why don't you just leave and get the gym ready." I ordered her, being a captain has its perks.
I didn't want to be mean, I know that I can hurt Britt with my words; it has always been my weapon. But I have to hold them all in, we were after all friends before this entire Santana situation started. Besides, I never really like that make 'em go home crying situation, it's so cruel.
Britt made I'm watching you gesture towards me and I just arched my eyebrow at her. "Now, Brittany." I ordered again.
Britt left and I noticed a few people had already pooled to watch us, though I was certain we were quiet enough for them to hear, what made it intriguing is the stares and gestures.
Rachel was already sitting on the chair beside me, "What was that Qui..." I turned to her and shook my head mouthing nothing.
Then Santana came in and had to take the seat to my other side. Santana side bumped me "We okay, Q?"
When I didn't answer, Santana spoke again "I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean it." Santana began and I just nodded, truth is, I can't stay mad at the girl, I can't even be mad at her for what Brittany did.
"Let's talk later." I whispered she just smirk her acknowledgement. Santy was looking smugly at Rachel when I started scribbling notes on my pad.
"Sure, Q." she stretched her left arm at my shoulder and whispered in my ear without batting an eye at Rachel. She looked straight at her when she spoke her next words.
"And Quinn, I want to sing a duet with you in glee." Rachel saw the slight tint of red on my cheeks.
That was confirmation enough for Rachel to know that Santana is already forgiven on whatever argument we just have and that the Brittany take down was not even accounted for.
Rachel looked to be heartbroken at this. She must have wondered how I can so foolishly be in love with a loathing, gloating and self-obsessed girl.
The class went relatively fast. Rachel swept her feelings aside, so she can concentrate, but I'm making it impossible by constantly teasing about her drunken state on Saturday and Santana's constant glaring.
When class was over, I looked at Rachel and helped pick her books. "Why do you carry all your books around Rae?" I asked.
"I mean you pick what's for your next two classes and leave the others behind. Get them back when you need it and then keep the ones you've already used." I chuckled and Rachel had to blush.
I didn't know if it was because I laughed, or because she was shy because I helped carry her books, could it be because of another nickname used? I sure can rile this girl up, it was cute.
"Rae?" I peeked from where Rachel had her head low. "I want carrying them around, it was easier than going back and forth from the locker." she explained. "Plus it makes lesser risks at running in another slushie attack"
I had to bit her lip at that, Santana saw how I winced at what Rachel said. I'm sure Santana knew how I regret ever being cruel to the members of the glee club, especially Rachel because she has been the nicest to me when we joined the glee club.
"Rae..." I started to speak but Rachel shook her head and was smiling goofily at me.
"What they're doing now is not your fault Quinn" the girl stated. "Besides, you had your share of slushies when you joined Glee, though I don't think being slushied harmed your being beautiful!" I barked out laughter at this.
Santana is wondering what that exchange was about. Did I buy that silly pick-up line? Was I flattered? Sure, I'm aware of how I look, but I am still insecure about my past that I rarely want to be noticed.
"Again with this thing." I addressed Rachel sweetly, like we have a secret. And Santana senses it, but for the life of her can't figure.
"Ugh, the two of you nauseate me." she made gagging actions. "Come on Q, we have to discuss our duet babe!" she held on my arm and dragged me out of the room.
I can only smile and say a quick goodbye at Rachel, but not without giving Rachel a peck on the cheek.
Then Santana dragged me out, I don't understand what can't wait for us to get out of the classroom, break is next on our schedule so I had enough time to have a decent walk with Rach.
"What's the rush S?" I chuckled and this seemed to rile Santana up even more. "Well, I don't like when Rachel is making cow eyes at you." she bit her lip like she wasn't supposed to say that.
"You're way out of her league." she followed up when I arched an eyebrow.
"Well, so what S?" I asked trying to see her reaction. I'm sure it's not jealousy because I know that Santana hates Rachel, so what?
"She's nice and I can totally tap that." no need to hide being bi or gay to Santana, it should serve her to know she swings that way too, I've concluded. How else can she get Santana to choose her right?
"Eew Quinn." Santana grimaced at her, okay that may have been the wrong words to say, I contemplated. Not only did I gross Santana, I also deliberately used Rach to make a point.
I felt guilty at that. I did like Rachel, just not in that sense, not when I'm in love with someone else.
Santana snapped her fingers in front of Quinn. "Come on; let's go find Mr. Schue to discuss our number."
Santana grabbed my hand and we went to find our Glee teacher, hand in hand.