OK, I have some really cool ideas for the next couple of chapters, there's gonna be a fight, a couple of songs, a 'shocking' discovery for someone. So yes. Let's get it on!
Rachel POV
"OK, so we need to find a way to get Sarah-" I started.
"Dios mio!" Emily cried. "Is that Sarah?"
"What?" Cameron turned around to the front entrance where Sarah had just entered. Her hair was a mess and looked like it had just been thrown into a ponytail to hide that fact. Her pants totally didn't match her shirt and she was wearing untied shoes. She was reveling. I did the same thing when I had laryngitis. I knew what she was going through.
"I'll talk to her." I told the others. I walked up to her and smiled.
"Hey Sarah."
"Rachel." She nodded.
"Where's your awesome clothes?" I asked.
"I'm not trying to impress anyone. I don't care." She shrugged.
"But you need to show your beauty. And trust me this whole thing is not like it seems. You need to listen to Cameron."
"I'm not ready to talk to him." She sniffled a little and shook the hair out of her face.
Quinn POV
I watched as Rachel talked to a disheveled looking Sarah. Sarah looked in my direction and I saw her eyes filling with tears. Watching her was like my heart getting broken over and over again. I felt so terrible for helping Amy. I turned on my heel and stalked over to the cheerio's spot in the front grounds of the school and spotted Amy shamelessly flirting with some jock, I marched over and grabbed her ponytail, pulling her back up to the school building. She thrashed and protested but I ignored her. I pulled her into an unused classroom, closing and locking the door behind me.
"Ow, watch the pony Quinn."
"I want out I can't handle seeing Sarah so heartbroken. I've been through what she's going through, it's not a good feeling okay? So I'm done. I'm telling Sarah. You're a bitch, thank you and goodnight." I turned and unlocked the door.
"Not so fast Lucy you tell Sarah and I tell Shelby." I stopped.
"I'm going to tell her myself." I said confidently. "Because I'm not having you holding anything over my head Amy. I've been down your road, the head bitch, not caring about anything but getting to the top. It's not a nice road Amy. You're a horrible person but that doesn't mean I have to be again." I whirled and left the room.
"Don't do this Quinn."
"Too late." I called back to her walking over to where Sarah was sitting on a bench by herself. I remembered it as the bench I had taken refuge at before sectionals when Finn found out he wasn't the father of Beth. I sat down next to her.
"Hi." I said quietly.
"What do you want?" She asked, the malice in her voice barely recognizable.
"I wanted to talk about the other night and explain what happened."
"Yeah well save your breath cuz I don't wanna hear it from you." She stood up and stormed off.
"Ugh, great." I threw my head back, against the wall. Shelby was walked past, she grabbed my hand and pulled me into an empty classroom. I hoped it was for a happy conversation. Shelby wasn't looking at me with exactly a happy look. OK, she looked murderous. Damn it Amy.
"Hi Shelby." I said sweetly.
"Amy told me Quinn."
"Yeah, I figured."
"Quinn, were you really going to take Beth back?"
"I...I just..I regret ever putting her up for adoption. I miss her so much. I changed my mind so many times on whether I wanted to keep her or not and I settled on the wrong decision."
"Well maybe we need to discuss what's going to happen now Quinn. Because I just cant give her back."
"OK"
Cameron POV
I thumped my head on my table and drifted in and out of Rachel's rapid talking. I turned and saw Damian slumping in his chair like he was asleep. I tried not to chuckle and muffled my laughter in my sleeve. Rachel stopped like she was waiting for an answer and I gave a non-committal grunt.
"You tried talking to her?" Rachel asked.
"Yes." I nodded.
"You really tried?"
"Yes."
"I mean, really REALLY try?"
"Yes Rachel! She won't listen to me. There is literally nothing I can do. She hates me."
"Sing her a song."
"What?"
"Sing her a song in Glee club. Look we have 5 minutes left of this period then we have Glee club, sing her a song!"
"YEAH!" Damian pounded his fist on the table. "Sorry I blanked out, what were you talking about?"
"Cameron is going to sing Sarah a song in glee club. It always works. Trust me. Someone would be angry at someone, they'd sing a song. BAM, fixed. Or there's a fight. But that's not important."
"What? A fight?" I asked.
"Yeah, no biggie."
"No biggie?"
"I'm about to have a nervous breakdown."
"Sing Songbird." Santana spoke up from behind me. Rachel turned to face her.
"And why would you care again? You hate Sarah."
"Yeah, I was a bit of a bitch-"
"A bit?" Damian asked.
"Shut it, Ireland. Anyway, as I was saying. I was a bit of a bitch to her, but I don't want any stupid fight you two are having ruin this club, I need it to get through my day. So, sing Songbird to her."
"What's the catch?" I asked, eying her.
"Let me sing it with you."
"Why would you want to sing it with me? Are you in love with Sarah or something?" Rachel asked.
"No, midget. It's for someone else."
"Who?" Rachel smiled.
"Brittany." Santana said quietly.
"No. Way!" Rachel cried.
"Shut up!" Santana cried.
"Girls, quiet!" The teacher barked. Me and Damian held back our laughter and shrunk back into our chairs.
Sarah POV
I watched as Cameron came in talking rapidly with Santana. Great. I bit my lip and pushed away my tears. Rachel and Damian sat on either side of me.
"Hey Sarah." Rachel said brightly.
"I really don't want to talk right now." I said.
"Come on, be a good sport. Have you talked to Cameron?" Damian asked.
"I don't want to Cameron." I said with finality.
"He's hurt, he didn't mean it. Let him explain." Rachel said softly.
"Holy crap. I don't want to speak to him!" I cried and moved away from them. Mr Schue walked in and set his bag on the piano.
"OK, I talked Miss Holiday and she said that we should wear the school colours; red, black and white. So if you could all wear something with these colours."
"Does that include our Cheerio's outfit?" Brittany asked.
"No. I want us to look like a group."
"OK." Brittany shrugged.
"Uh, Mr Schuester. Me and Santana have a song we'd like to perform. We haven't practiced it. But I think it might help with the emotion." Cameron said.
"Sure." Mr Schue nodded.
"What?" I said under my breath.
"Before we sing this song, I believe Santana wanted to say something?"
"No." Santana said quickly. "After."
"OK, well, this song is for my...girlfriend Sarah. I hope she can forgive me." Cameron said and Santana pulled over two stools.
(A/N Bold=Cameron. Italics=Santana)
For you, there'll be no more crying,
For you, the sun will be shining,
And I feel that when I'm with you,
It's alright, I know it's right
To you, I'll give the world
to you, I'll never be cold
'Cause I feel that when I'm with you,
It's alright, I know it's right.
And the songbirds are singing,
Like they know the score,
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before.
And I wish you all the love in the world,
I felt the tears swelling up and I blinked angrily at them but still they spilled over. So that's what Cameron and Santana was talking about. I was such an idiot.
But most of all, I wish it from myself.
I followed Santana's gaze to blonde cheerleader. OF course! I looked back to Cameron and met his gaze. He smiled at me and I dropped my gaze.
And the songbirds keep singing,
Like they know the score,
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before, like never before.
I sniffed and looked up.
"So who was Satan singing too?" Puck asked.
"Well. Guys, I don't how to say it." Santana looked down and wove her fingers together, rubbing her thumb across her palm.
"I can help." Brittany stood up and pulled one Santana's hands free, holding it firmly in her hand.
"I love Santana Lopez." She said firmly.
"No!" Mercedes cried. "For real?" Santana nodded.
"I love Brittany. I've been holding in all these feelings and I've been covering them up, it's why I'm such a bitch all the time. Because I didn't want anybody finding out the truth."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of." Kurt said kindly.
"Thanks, I guess?" Santana shrugged.
"Well, we won't be judgmental, Santana." Mr Schue told her. I got up and walked to Cameron.
"Did you kiss her?" I asked, looking at my feet.
"No, I would never do anything to hurt you Sarah. I love you." I looked up in shock.
"You do?" I asked.
"Yes, I want us to be together. I don't want Amy or Marissa or any of those girls. I want you. Do you love me back?"
"Of course I do. I can't believe I was such a jerk." I threw my arms around his middle and buried my face in his cardigan.
"Yay. Everyone's happy." Brittany clapped.
"Yes. So are you going to go back to wearing your good clothes shorty, because it hurts to look at you." Santana retorted half-heartedly before adding a small laugh at the end.
"Holy crap, we've broken Santana." Puck said.
"Shut up." She snapped.
"Never mind." Puck said quickly. Cameron grabbed hold of my hand and I couldn't help but notice how Brittany held Santana's hand or Damian took Rachel's hand. I smiled. Right up until now, I didn't realize this group was such a big group of saps.
Yay, finished. I'm sorry it took so long for me to put this chapter up. I've just been so busy with end of year assignments. Don't hate me. And if you think the Sarah/Cameron reunion sounded familiar it was cuz I just reworded some of the Santana/Brittany scene in Sexy.
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