Rachel stood in front of Coach Sylvester's office, ready to plead her case. She knew it wouldn't be easy.
She knocked on the door.
"Come in," Coach called. Rachel turned the knob and stepped in. She went to take a seat in one of the chairs in front of Coach Sylvester's desk like she did when she went to visit Miss Pilsbury, but Coach Sylvester yelled at her.
"Don't sit there!" she shouted. "I don't want you getting your loser germs on my chair. And what do you want, anyways? I don't have all day, I have a internationally ranked cheerleading squad to coach and a Glee Club to take down."
"Coach, I want to be a Cheerio," Rachel said.
Coach Sylvester laughed. "Fat chance. Just like your body."
"Coach," Rachel said. "I'm not fat, I'm a healthy weight. I could do the moves better than any skinny girl on that squad could, and you need vocals since Mercedes and Kurt quit. And besides, ever since Quinn went and got herself knocked up again you've needed a captain, and obviously ever since Santana got her boob job…"
"Alright, alright already!" Coach Sylvester said. "Here." She handed Rachel a red and white cheerleading uniform with the unmistakable 'C' sewn into the back. "I expect to see you in it starting tomorrow, and you to show up to Cheerios practice. We have early morning practices at 7:30 and after school practices at 3, and sometimes lunchtime ones. Okay?"
"Alright," Rachel said, nodding and walking out of the room. Not only would she make Quinn's life miserable like Quinn had made Rachel's all those years, but she hoped that the impossibly short skirt would make Finn come back to Rachel. After all, who would choose a girl with silver stretch marks who looked like she had swallowed a basketball over you: tanned, toned, and a Cheerio? The only person Quinn had that would support her was Finn now, because the rest of the Glee Club refused to forgive Quinn after she went back to being a big bitch after she got back on the Cheerios. However, she was dumber than Brittany and went back to Glee anyways after she got pregnant, even though the only person there that liked her now was Finn.
Rachel stood in her bathroom at home, admiring her reflection. Her body was flattered in the red and white uniform and her hair looked sexy pulled up into the ponytail. She could see why the boys always crushed on the Cheerios.
She turned around and walked into her kitchen. Her dad Hiram was making a pot of coffee and her other dad, Leroy, was making pancakes.
"Hey, guys," she said cheerfully, taking her seat at the kitchen table.
"Hey, Rachel, you're a… cheerleader now?" Hiram asked.
"Yup," Rachel said, grinning. "I thought it'd be good for me. You know, I always wondered why I never joined, because I do have a lot of talent in dancing and singing. I think it will be a good experience for me."
"Um… You're a Cheerio?" Brittany asked, confused.
"Now I am," Rachel responded.
"Well, listen here, short stuff," Santana said, reaching up to tighten her ponytail before continuing. "Ever since that blond slut went and got herself pregnant, me and B are the highest ranked girls on this squad, so if you mess with us, you can say goodbye to that uniform, and…"
"Santana!" a voice boomed through a megaphone. "Why are you mouthing off to our new captain?"
"But, wait… Rachel's our new captain?" Santana asked, confused. "What about me?"
"Well, ever since you got your boob job you've lost my respect, and Quinn having another bun in the oven doesn't change anything. So I suggest you be nice to Rachel or you can say goodbye to the squad."
Santana rolled her eyes and then turned to face Rachel. "What is your opinion on Tubbers?" she asked.
"I hate her," Rachel said. "I joined the Cheerios to get Baby Daddy back and to make Quinn's life hell."
"I like your thinking," Santana said, nodding thoughtfully. "Can me and B help you?"
"Sure!" Rachel responded, nodding.
"Good," Santana replied. "Do you want to… sit with us at lunch?"
"Perfect."
At Glee rehersal during second period, everyone stared when Rachel walked in with her uniform except for Santana and Brittany.
"Wow…" Finn stated.
"She actually looks… hot?" Mercedes questioned.
"How'd you get to be a Cheerio?" Tina asked.
"Because I'm talented," Rachel responded. Finn didn't look at Rachel's face, just letting his eyes travel up her long, lean legs until Quinn smacked him on the arm.
"What?" he asked, not coming completely out of his trance.
"You're checking Rachel out."
"And?"
"I'm pregnant with you're baby," Quinn snapped. "Either you get your shit together or I'll go and put my eggs back in Puck's basket."
"Yeah right!" Puck said. "You're really fat and I'm not taking care of it this time, because it's not my problem now. And besides, you've turned into a really big bitch lately."
"Don't talk to my girlfriend that way!" Finn said, turning around in his seat to glare at Puck.
"It's true," Puck replied, shrugging. "And I'm also crushing on Santana."
"I wouldn't go out with you if you paid me," Santana replied. "You have bad credit score, and besides, I'm head over heels in love with B." Santana leaned over and gave Brittany a romantic peck on the lips.
"Well, you're in some trouble now, Quinn," Rachel said, narrowing her eyes at the blond. "Why?" the pregnant girl asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"I'm not only a Cheerio, I'm the captain," Rachel responded, grinning.
"I want to throw my first slushie," Rachel told Santana and Brittany as the three girls walked out of the choir room.
"Who do you want to throw it at?" Santana asked.
"Quinn," Rachel replied without missing a beat. The three girls headed to the student rest lounge, where the slushie machine was.
"Alright," Santana said. "Here's a quick lesson on the art of giving a slushie facial: aim for the nose, since it's the center of the face. Also, there are twelve flavors, but blue raspberry and lime are the two hardest to get out."
"Alright," Rachel responded, nodding. She bought two cups and got half strawberry and half lime in one, and half blue raspberry and half banana in the other.
"Alright, let's go!" the three Cheerios walked out of the lounge and began to walk through the hallways, searching for Quinn. "When the football players passed by, they whistled at her. "Wow, Berry, you really cleaned up!" they would say. Finally, Rachel saw Quinn at her locker, reading a book titled 'The Bare Neccissities for Raising a Baby' in one hand and the other resting protectively on her baby bump.
"Hey, Fabray," Rachel called out, and Quinn turned around. In one movement, the slushies were thrown at Quinn. She gasped as it sunk into her skin, settled into her blond hair, and clung to her eyelashes.
"Ugh!" the blond girl yelled out as she turned around and began to run to the bathroom. They all laughed and high fived each other.
Rachel, Brittany, and Santana walked through the lunch line, putting food onto their trays.
Rachel began to reach for all the food she liked, but then Santana stopped her.
"Stop!" the Latina girl cried.
"Why?" Rachel asked.
"You can't get that stuff, they have too many calories. You should get a salad and some water."
"And what should I get for dessert?" Rachel asked.
"The Sue Sylvester Master Cleanse," Santana explained, taking out a thermos full of the stuff and handing it to Rachel.
"Thanks," Rachel said, scrunching up her nose but putting it on her tray anyways. The two girls turned and went to sit at a table.
"Have you lost your virginity yet?" Santana asked. Rachel almost choked on the bite of salad she had been swallowing. She quickly grabbed a napkin and spat it back out before she responded.
"Um… no." Brittany began to talk. "Well, you're popularity has gone up so much since yesterday. All you have to do to become the most popular girl in the school is to lose it and then tell people."
"But…"
"Britt's right, Santana responded. "Who do you like the most out of all the people in our school?"
"Finn," Rachel responded.
"Wow!" Santana exclaimed. "Great, Rach, so you can get your dream guy and humiliate Quinn at the same time. Great idea!"
"Yeah," Rachel responded nervously. "Well," Santana said. "I overheard Finn and Quinn talking and saying they would meet in the Glee room at 3:30 today after school to practice something. Why don't you let Quinn walk in on you and him?"
Rachel headed to the choir room at 3:10. Sure enough, there was Finn pounding on the drums.
"Hey Finn," she said, coming into the room.
"Oh, hey Rach," he said, looking up and smiling at her. "It's cool you're a Cheerio now."
"Yeah," Rachel said, going over and taking a seat by him. They began to talk. Rachel saw Finn's perfect lips and had the urge to kiss them.
She leaned over and their lips connected. She began to reach down and undo his belt.
"No," he said.
"Why?" Rachel asked. If a boy said no sex to Rachel a year ago she would have run away and cried, but now she just connected their lips again.
"Because," he said. "Quinn, she's… pregnant with my baby, I can't go and cheat on her."
"Yes you can," Rachel said. "She's a bitch, and being pregnant doesn't change anything. You don't have to stay with her just because she's pregnant, you can be with whoever you want."
"Okay," Finn said, and let Rachel finish removing his pants and underwear. Then he began to fiddle with the snaps and zipper on her Cheerios uniform. Finally her dress fell down and, without any source of protection, they did it, Finn completely forgetting that Quinn was going to be there in 10 minutes.
After they did it, they put their clothes on, sitting their and kissing. They heard a voice from the door.
"What the hell?"
Finn turned around and fear began to dawn on his face as he saw Quinn. He knew that Quinn would be mad if he just made out with Rachel, but you could tell they just had sex, because you could smell it and they were both breathing heavily.
She slapped him across the face, shouting, "What the hell?" before she ran out of the room, crying.
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