Author's Note: Not the greatest update, but here you go. Remember I'm trying to go off the actual episodes of Glee, so yeah...some of the dialogue will be familiar.

CHAPTER 20

Quinn had moved back with her mom after finding out that she was "perfectly fine" with her relationship with Brittany, which sort of came as a shock to Quinn. She still had her guard up around her mom thinking that she was just tolerating the relationship in order to get Quinn back under her roof. However, Brittany did have a way of charming her way through people.

The two had spent almost their whole summer together getting more reacquainted with each other, taking small trips outside Lima, and often visiting the park they had their first date at. They had no one else to worry about except themselves and they enjoyed each other's company.

But now, it was time for school to begin again, meaning some kind of scandal was bound to break out and the hierarchy and social food chain was in full effect once again.

Brittany and Quinn were standing at their lockers on the first day back. Brittany was clad in her Cheerios uniform ready for another year, while Quinn wore a white summer dress with blue stripes. Quinn was 50/50 about trying out for the Cheerios again. As shallow as it may sound, a part of her wanted to be back on top, but at the same time she didn't want the pressure that came along with being the popular head cheerio, not that she wanted to be head cheerio again.

"So Q, have you decided yet?" Brittany asked as she innocently played with a piece of thread sticking out from Quinn's dress.

"Hmmmm?" Quinn was pulled out of her thoughts and shifted her attention from her locker to Brittany with a soft smile.

"Quinn Fabray, how has life changed since the birth of your bastard child?" Jacob Ben Israel intruded on their moment with his cameraman.

"Well I'm happy to be back and ready to start fresh. And I'm a lot less hormonal so…" Quinn replied in a calm tone, trying not to lose it on camera.

"Word on the street says you and your best blonde friend right here had a little summer fling with a lot of hormones involved. Care to comment?" Jacob said with a suggestive look.

"Excuse me?" Quinn said in disbelief, wondering how Jacob knew. It's not that she didn't want people to know…she just wanted to let people know on her own.

"We did not have a summer fling." Brittany said nonchalantly, still playing with Quinn's dress.

"Well we have sources that beg to differ." Jacob sneered at Brittany.

"Hey Brittz." Brittany turned around to meet Santana as she interrupted the little interview taking place.

"Santana! I missed you." Brittany stated sincerely. "When did you get back?"

"How was your summer?" Jacob asked clearly noticing Santana's physical changes.

"My eyes are up here, Jewfro. Get lost." Santana stared down Jacob & his cameraman until they left a few seconds later scared of the wrath of Santana. "Anyways, B…I got back last week. I tried calling you, but Puckerman said you were out of town with your family."

"Yup, just got back yesterday. We went to the lake house. Quinn came too! It was soooo much fun. By the way, you look different."

"Do you like them?" Santana had yet to acknowledge Quinn's presence, not even a glance.

"Like what?" Brittany asked clueless to the fact that Santana had a new pair of boobs.

"Like these…"Santana started to say before deciding not to flaunt her new assets to the blonde just yet. "I'll just show them to you later. Come over ton – "

"Hey, what time are tryouts?" Quinn interjected quickly, irritated at Santana.

"Whoa there, preggers. You think Coach Sylvester is going to let…" Santana said finally turning to meet the other blonde, whom she still wasn't very fond of at the moment.

"S, she's not pregnant anymore and she can still tryout if she wants to." Brittany defended.

"I'm just kidding, B." Santana said trying to sound as sincere as possible towards Brittany, but then turned to a mocking tone as she turned back to Quinn. "We're looking for some Cheerios for the bottom of the pyramid."

"Whatever Santana. We'll see who'll be at the bottom."

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Quinn had a plan. She was going to make the cheerios and she was going to do whatever it took. She was not going to let Santana step all over her, especially now that she had no baby to take care of.

"Next!" Coach Sylvester called out for the next person to try out for her nationally ranked squad.

Quinn walked in with her head held high and a tinge of confidence.

"Nope, no way. Get out." Coach Sylvester was not amused.

"Coach Sylvester, please hear me out?"

"Nope. I trusted you and you let me down. I don't want you anywhere near my squad. You'll deafen them with the sound of your stretch marks rubbing together."

"I understand you had your confetti canons taken away? Well, I bet there are quite a few church groups who would gladly give money to a squad who helped rehabilitate a girl who got pregnant and now speaks out for abstinence education while wearing a cheerios uniform." Quinn replied in a know-it-all manner.

"And you know how I feel about sneaky gays, don't you?" Coach Sylvester challenged.

"That's not even…you know what I don't get? I'm not allowed to be on the cheerios because I had a baby? Your current head cheerio got a boob job over the summer!" Quinn took her stance.

"Next!" Sue yelled after staring at Quinn with a clenched jaw.

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In Coach Sylvester's office.

"A little bird told me that someone spent her summer vacation getting a brand new set of melons, even though you know I have a very strict no plastics policy in cheerios. Care to comment?" Sue interrogated her current head cheerio.

"I just…"

"What would possess a person your age to get a boob job? You don't even know what your body's going to look like. It's an insult to nature and completely distracting…"

"I wanted people to notice me more. I don't get what the big deal is."

"Well, the big deal is that a person who has to pump her nonnies full of gravy to feel good about herself, clearly doesn't have the self esteem to be my head cheerleader. Quinn will replace you."

"What? I…"

"Oh and Boobs McGee? You're demoted to the bottom of the pyramid."

Santana left the office holding back tears. Quinn always seemed to manage to take everything away from her, but Santana was determined to get it all back.

"You look like you just heard the news. What's your say in the matter?" Jacob Ben Israel appeared out of nowhere capturing the initial stages of Santana's rage.

"Excuse me? Where's Fabray?"

"Probably sexing it up with her girlfriend." Jacob replied back getting all hot and bothered at the thought.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Santana scowled.

"You mean you don't know? It turns out the other two members of the unholy trinity didn't just have a summer fling. They've been together for months."

Santana was now on a warpath. She had one target: the newly reappointed blonde head cheerio. Taking away head cheerio was one thing, but taking away Brittany, now that was a different story.