Title: New Experiences.
Rating: M for language and themes of a sexual nature.
Pairing: PuckleBerry. Other pairings subject to change.
Spoilers: None. Set after Sectionals.
Summary: Follow Rachel Berry as her life taken an unexpected turn of events. Fed up of being known as the 'freaky obnoxious loser', Rachel's determined to change. So when she is offered an opportunity that will do exactly that, that she simply can't refuse.
Disclaimer: I acknowledge that I don't own Glee nor none of it's fabulous characters, or the songs used in this fic.
Note: As you can see in the previous chapter, I haven't really changed much from Spencer's work, but this chapter is definitely different. I've changed around a few things, threw in a couple of different characters and added a lot more of my own stuff. (All with Spencer's permission of course.) I'm still in desperate need of a beta, so if anyone is interested please give me a shout. Not just for my sake, but for the readers.I'm psyched to be taking this story on, and I really hope that I do well. Please share your opinions with me and let me know how I'm doing.
Beta: In search of a beta, if anyone is interested please inbox me.
Chapter two.
Sue Sylvester walked into the schools staffroom with her usual swagger, a confident smirk plastered on her frightening features. The kind of smirk that had people biting their fingernails nervously, because they knew that smirk meant she was in a very good mood; and when Sue Sylvester was in a good mood, it usually ended with everyone else in the exact opposite mood.
Approaching the table where Will sat with Emma, a tray of Starbucks in one hand and a newspaper in the other, Sue coughed to gain their attention. At the sound, the pair broke off their conversation and looked up to see Sue staring down at them. A wicked gleam in her eye.
"William, Emma. Say, can I interest the pair of you in some freshly ground Coffee? Piping hot, fresh from Starbucks. Yesterday when I was hanging my photo up on the wall over there, I noticed the Coffee machine had collapsed." Sue said jerking her finger behind her. "Such a shame."
"Actually Sue-" William Shuester started to protest, only to be effectively cut off.
"So I figured I'd pick up a couple of extra cups when I stopped to get my own this morning. Dropped off one to Figgy, and what'd ya know, I've got two spare. Looks like it's your lucky day." Sue said as she pulled up a chair and took a seat.
"Er, thank you. That was generous of you." Emma said eyeing the cup placed in front of her with fear; who's hands had touched it?
Sue nodded as she sipped her drink, shocking both Will and Emma, with her lack of insults. "Ah. Just the way I like it."
"Your in a good mood today Sue." Will stated. "Any particular reason?" he questioned curiously. A happy Sue Sylvester was not good.
"Do I need a reason to be in a good mood William? Can't I just bring some of my fellow staff a nice hot cuppa and say Hi?" Sue replied, almost as if she was offended; momentarily shocking Will. Sue was human?
"No! No, not at all." Will replied defensively. "I was just curious."
"Good." Sue said firmly, though a grin was tugging at her lips. "I enrolled a new Cheerio this morning."
"Is that so?" Emma said politely, raising an eyebrow at Will.
"Let me tell you, with her talent and determination, we'll have the judges at Nationals by the balls." Sue stated matter-of-factly.
"That's good to hear Sue." Will said with a frown.
"Hell, there's no point in driving the 122 miles up to Detroit; there's not going to be a competition. My girls are the best there is, after all, they have been trained by one Sue Sylvester. The judges should save themselves and other competitors the humiliation, and just hand me over my darn trophy now. Hey that reminds me, I'm running out of space; you mind if I use your cabinet; it won't look so bare!" Sue grinned, back to herself.
"Maybe you should go tell them that." Will huffed, her comment angering him. "And it's only bare momentarily. It will be filled in no time."
"Na, not fair on the girls. This will be Santana's first time taking Nationals as Captain, who am I to deny her that? Not to mention my latest recruitment; she'd love Nationals, all the papz there, filming and taking snaps. She deserves it..." Sue trailed off, almost tauntingly.
"Whys that?" Will asked. Taking the bait that Sue was so obviously dangling in front of him.
"She got a lot of hassle from her teacher," Sue said the word mockingly. "for defending herself and standing up for what she believed was right. This teachers an ass if you ask me. Constantly victimizing the poor girl, going out of his way to punish her for unknown reasons and standing back and watching while others mocked her. Poor girls fuming about it, can't say I really blame her; I'd be too. But I suppose one good thing's came out of it; It's made her more determined to be a Cheerio." Sue paused before smirking. "Terrible what some teachers are like these days, eh?"
By some you're referring to yourself, right? Will thought to himself, holding back the bitter laugh that threatened to spill.
"That does sound bad. How unfortunate. Perhaps you could suggest she come and make an appointment with me?" Emma spoke up.
Will smiled at Emma's concern; such a warm heart. Will too shared concern for the unknown female. Poor girl obviously already had issues with a teacher, and now she has to put up with the terrible Sue Sylvester. She'd be having visits with Emma on a regular basis, possibly a therapist.
"I'll be sure to do that. I'm sure B would be delighted with the offer." Sue smirked, her eyes shining.
"B? Is that short for something, or is she new?" Will asked, his interest perking. Could be a possible recruitment for Glee...
"New? No. She's been here since Sophomore year. In fact, you know her very well William; Rachel Berry, ring a bell?" Sue smirked smugly.
"Rachel Berry?" Will questioned, not sure if he'd heard correctly.
"That's her name, don't wear it out. That reminds me. I better head off, got to meet with B shortly. Only got two days to learn her the routine for Friday's big game. Being second in command and all... But I have no doubt she'll succeed; she's a star in the makin' after all." Sue grinned as she rose from her chair and dumped her empty cup into the bin.
"What! Are you insane Sue?" Will fumed rising from his chair.
"That is a horrible accusation William. You might want to watch what you say next time, eh?" Sue taunted.
"Rachel would never join the Cheerios; she despises them. Your pulling my leg aren't you Sue?" Will demanded, praying Sue was lying.
"Again with the foot n'mouth. Does your brain not have a filter William?" Sue sneered. "And as for B despising her team mates, well, that's just preposterous William. In fact, B's really warmed up to Santana and Brittany. She seems very happy. Thrilled even."
"Your lying!" Will protested.
"I'm afraid not William. The girl obviously has common sense, and that's one of the many traits I admire of her. I'm sure I'll learn more in the future." Sue grinned, knowing she had Will right where she wanted him.
"Have you hit your head recently Sue? Because I know Rachel, and she would not turn her back on her team for the Cheerios." he spat.
"I find that accusation offensive and irrational. Sue Sylvester is graceful on her feet. I demand an apology this instance!" Sue ordered.
Ignoring her, Will went on. "You can't do this Sue! Rachel's my female lead; we need her. Enough of the games!"
"Already have m'friend. B wants to be a winner, and by being a Cheerio she will be. You started this game. Deal with it."
"Me?" Will questioned confused. "How did I start it!"
"By taking over that stupid Glee club. By doing that you announced war. This war was going on way before you William, it started when Ryerson re-stared the pathetic club. I know what your after, and you're not getting it!" Sue barked stepping closer, attempting to intimidate Will.
"What I want? I don't want nothing Sue; your crazy!" Will shouted.
"Don't you try fibbing me Shuester. You're trying to get your slimy hands on my budget." Sue accused. "Nu-uh. Not gonna happen bud."
"You know what Sue? Fine. If it's a war you want, then it's a war you'll get." Will said, also taking a step closer. The pair now stood head-to-head.
"Sounds delicious. You sure you're ready to come play with the big boys Schuester?" Sue challenged.
"I was about to ask you the same thing."
"Sue Sylvester was born ready. I'm going to create an environment so toxic, that no one will want to be apart of the pathetic thing you call Glee club. It's going to be so bad, that the parents won't want you 'round their children. And one night, while your sat in bed weeping over your loss, an angry mob will tear down your house and chase you outta Lima. For good. How's that sound?" Sue spat in disgust.
"Bring it." Will spoke through clenched teeth.
"Oh it's on. You excited William?" Sue grinned.
"Almost too much. Are you?" Will fired back.
"I can taste my victory now." Sue paused and began sniffing the air. "You smell that William? I don't know if that's your failure, or some repulsive conditioner you got in that untamed fag hair of yours. I wouldn't know the difference; they smell the same to me!" Sue barked out with a grin.
"I will destroy you." Will ground out.
"You will regret the day you ever challenged one Sue Sylvester." Sue smirked pointing to herself.
"OK guys. That's enough. Now why don't we-" Emma spoke up trying to calm the situation, only to be cut off by Sue.
"Shut your trap Erna. Can I just point out that that scrap you call a top is the most offensive thing I've seen since diapers? And my folks used to walk around Adam 'n Eve style. In fact it's so hideous, I want to vomit; right down Williams back!" Sue snapped, effectively silencing Emma.
"Don't you talk to her like that Sue; this is between me and you!" Will fumed. It was one thing to insult him, but to insult Emma? No way!
"Pardon? You'll have to repeat yourself; I got distracted by your disgusting sheman hair. What'd ya have, hobo's living in there?" Sue smirked.
"Sue I-" Will began only to be cut off.
"I don't trust a man with curly hair, so therefor, I shouldn't have to listen to a thing that comes out of your trap hole. Now if you don't mind, I got places to be. Be prepared William. One Sue Sylvester has her watchful eye on you, and your going down. Now move out of my way before I kick you in your vagina." Sue demanded as she shoved past Will, ending the conversation.
Will let out a heavy sigh as he ran a hand through his hair; a habit he showed when stressed.
"Don't listen to her Will; your hair is lovely." Emma spoke up, offering a small smile. Will looked at Emma, confused from her comment, and then smiled slightly.
"Thanks Emma. I got to head to Glee now, enjoy the rest of your lunch." Will said before heading to the choir room. Could today get any worse?
Later on that day Rachel was stood in the schools gym. Biting her lip to refrain from snapping at Sue, who was grating on her last nerve.
"That is the most offensive thing I've seen in all my years of Coaching!"
Rachel rolled her eyes at the comment and continued to do the routine.
"Your making the greatest routine ever done look like something out of a 60's homemade horror movie!"
Rachel bit her lip, stopping the word vomit that was going to spill any moment, and pushed harder.
"It's exhausting to look at you! You mind if I take a nap? Sloppy freakshow baby!"
Rachel was now well and truly pissed. But Sue's snarky comments only made her push harder and more determined.
"You think this is hard Berry, hmm? Try having to watch you dance around like a one legged monkey, who's paralyzed waist up! That's hard!"
"Failure. Definition: Rachel Berry." Sue shouted and this time Rachel didn't stop the word vomit.
"You know what Coach Sylvester?" Rachel spat the name in disgust. "I may not be perfect, but I am far from a failure!"
"Have you ever stopped to consider that maybe, just maybe, if you were less irritating and stopped breathing down my back for just a second, that I'd be able to over come my errors and succeed? Or if you'd quit it with the insults then maybe we would have been done half hour ago? And just a small piece of advice: stop being so apathetic, it's exhausting," Rachel said mockingly. "You should take other peoples feelings into consideration."
"Rachel B-" Sue began horrified, surprised at being cut off immediately.
"It's a common fact that if you want people to succeed you encourage them, praise them, and make them feel like they belong. But you know what? I don't feel like I belong here; I feel the exact opposite. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were going out of your way to deliberately grate on my nerves so that I'd fail. Well newsflash Coach," Rachel sneered. "It's not going to happen. It's only making me more determined."
"Right-" Sue started again, only to be cut off...again.
"And for the record, you're always going on about how 'your Cheerios' are performers?" Rachel laughed harshly. "Well if it isn't obvious by now: I am a performer! I am a tremendously talented one and I exhale in many things. I'm going places, big places. I've been performing since I could walk, which is practically my whole life. I'm a star, a shining one. In fact, sans Brittany and Santana, I'm one of the most talented performers on your squad and you and I both know it! So maybe you should take that into consideration next time huh? You know why? Because that's how one Rachel Berry See's it!" Rachel fumed, mocking Sue completely, before she finished with her famous storm out.
And that was the second time that Rachel Berry made Sue Sylvester speechless that Wednesday. Sue couldn't believe it. She honestly expected Ashton Kutcher to jump out any second and tell her she'd been 'punk'd'. She'd then proceed to kick him straight in the vagina.
"Any minute now." Sue said aloud as she scoped the field for a hint of him. There was none. Ashton Kutcher never showed up.
Sue muttered under her breath as she headed into the Cheerios locker room where she found Rachel laid face down on the big L couch.
"B get your ass up and look at me when I'm talking to you." Sue ordered. Once Rachel was sat up, she went on. "You made a Coach proud today B. Something that rarely happens.. in fact never happens. Also can I just say that your speech was delicious and refreshing, you've got a hefty set of balls on you and a pencil straight backbone. In fact, you remind me of a young Sue Sylvester. Only I have sharper bone structure. Well done, B; give yourself a pat on the back." Sue complimented, an almost genuine smile on her face.
"Bi-polar much?" Rachel mumbled under her breath, but smiled widely at Sue's compliments.
"It's not very often a kid like you can make one Sue Sylvester speechless. Your now my new pet. Anyone, teachers included, give you any shit, you tell me and they'll have me to deal with. I got your back B." Sue said with a grimace, almost as if all the compliments pained her. Which they did.
Rachel stood frozen on her spot. How is that possible? She goes off on one of her famous 'diva' rants, Sue Sylvester being on the other end, and she's still alive? Coach is actually complimenting her instead of chasing her out of Lima like Rachel expected.
"I'm sorry for my appalling behaviour before. It just got too much and I couldn't take no more!" Rachel apologized defensively.
"Apology accepted, B. When dealing with one of my Cheerios, I need to make them terrified, it's like mothers milk to them - without it their bones won't grow properly." Sue said dismissively waving her hand like it was nothing. Rachel was even more confused now then before.
"OK. Understood Miss S." She beamed standing up putting her phone back in her bag and smoothing down her uniform.
"Miss S eh?" Sue said thinking it over. "I like it. I'll allow it now should we try again?" She said not waiting for an answer and heading back towards the gym. Rachel put her bag back in her locker and followed behind Sue, determined to get the ropes of the routine.
15 minutes later and Rachel had successfully completed and nailed her mission. In fact she had perfected it, not one slip up. Rachel's self-esteem soared back to it's highest, her ego widening slightly.
"Congrats B. It's safe to say that you nailed it. I'm sure you'll do great Friday. Go get yourself one of Sue Sylvester's protein shakes and put your feet up. I'll see you around school." Sue said to Rachel, almost whispering as if she was paranoid someone would hear. She was.
"Did you just compliment me, again?" Rachel asked confused. I thought Sue was supposed to be an arrogant monster?
"Yes I did. And believe me it was hard. You tell anyone and I'll deny it." Sue deadpanned.
"Well in that case thank you. I'll see you tomorrow Miss S!" Rachel grinned her bright million dollar watts smile as she headed to the door. "Oh and Miss S?" Rachel called over her shoulder. "You know what you said earlier about having my back? Well I have yours too. Students or teachers."
"Teachers?" Sue said voicing her confusion. What teacher in their right mind would stand up to one Sue Sylvester, minus Schue?
"You never know. But just in case." Rachel said. "I was the one who got Sandy Ryerson fired." Rachel grinned throwing the fact out there.
"Outstanding." Sue grinned back. "Now you head off." Sue ordered as she turned on her heel and marched back to her office.
Rachel grinned at today's events and she tugged on her Cheerio jacket and locked the locker room door before bouncing off to her locker. Checking her phone she realised that there was still five minutes left of class, so she patiently waited by her locker as instructed by Santana. Time flew by and the halls were soon crowded. Santana and Brittany approaching Rachel with matching grins on their faces.
"Hey Rach." Brittany chirped as she bounced over to Rachel and gave the smaller girl a hug.
"Hey B." Santana chimed also leaning over to hug Rachel, before pulling back with a wide grin.
"So how did your one-on-one practise with Coach go?" she questioned as she shoved her books in her locker.
"Great. Started off rough and I ranted at her and stormed off. But then oddly enough, she came after me and started saying how I reminded her of 'one young Sue Sylvester' and that I had a large pair of balls and she had my back." Rachel spoke as if it was an everyday thing.
Santana and Brittany shared a look of disbelief before turning back to Rachel.
"What, is something wrong? Do I have something on my face?" Rachel asked nervously reaching a hand up to her flawless face.
"No, nothings wrong. In fact your lucky. Coach has took a liking to you and fast, that almost never happens. It took Quinn two years of kissing ass for Coach to even slightly like her. She respects me because I don't take shit, and she has a soft spot for Britt, because, well who doesn't? Seriously though Rach, congrats!" Santana grinned holding out her fist for a bump.
"Okay?" Rachel questioned nervously as she awkwardly bumped fist with Santana, making said female laugh loudly.
"I'm sorry. It's just I'm still pretty over-whelmed you know? This all feels like a dream."
"I know what you mean. If anyone would have told me yesterday that I'd be bumping fist with you in 24 hours, I probably would have ordered a epic slushy attack on them. But seriously B, you don't have nothing to worry about. We're friends now right?" Santana asked for confirmation.
"Yes. Your right." Rachel agreed, brushing off her paranoia.
"Best friends!" Brittany added with a wide smile. "Group hug!" she shouted, pulling Rachel and Santana to her.
"So how was Chem. Did I miss anything spectacular?" Rachel asked as the three girls headed to Spanish.
"Same old, same old. Oh, but you totally missed an epic spitball war! Karofsky and Azimo doubled up and shot like twenty at Kurt. You should have seen him. I've never seen someone so close to tears and bright red!" Santana barked out laughing. Rachel grinned and let out a small laugh herself, not able to hide the satisfaction she felt that one of her tormentors had his.
"Wow. Today's been so strange." Rachel said aloud.
"True that." Brittany piped up. Her comment making Rachel and Santana shake their heads in amusement.
"It's so weird. I, Rachel Berry, get the boot from Glee only to become a Cheerio. Second in command never less. Then I become friends with you guys and have one of my famous 'diva' fits at Miss S, only to be complimented. Yesterday I was the freak who everyone targeted. Today I'm a popular Cheerio with two amazing best friends. Who said dreams can't come true?" Rachel laughed, surprised how comfortable she felt already.
"A super hot, popular Cheerio." Brittany corrected as she nudged Rachel's shoulder.
"Miss S?" Santana said confused. Coach has made it clear that she was only to referred to as Coach Sylvester, Coach, Miss Sylvester or The Superior One. It was a known mandatory policy.
"Yes. When I was talking to Coach it kind of just spilled out and she was like quote "Miss S eh? I like it. I'll allow it" end quote. Why, does no one call her that?" Rachel asked confused. Did Coach have a list of names that she was to be referred to? Rachel laughed at possibility. Only Sue Sylvester.
"You must have made an impression on Coach for her to allow that. There's a mandatory policy that she's only referred to a limited selection of names. But that's cool, congrats again B." Brittany smiled, shocking Rachel at how talkative she was being. She's usually so quiet...and slow.
Noticing the surprised expression on Rachel's face, Santana elbowed Brittany. "You got some explaining to do."
"Oh right. You see, the thing is Rach, I'm not as dumb as everybody believes. It's just easier to be that way you know?" Brittany explained.
"I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not smart, and I am really slow. But I'm not that bad, it's just easier to be this way because that's what everyone expects. Plus it's totally awesome, people always slip up around me because they don't expect me to understand. Despite what Mercedes and Kurt like to think, I'm the gossip Queen of this school. I know everything!" Brittany grinned proudly. Santana and Rachel chuckling at her expression.
"I've never thought you were dumb Brittany, just quiet." Rachel smiled as she linked arms with Britt.
"Thanks Rach." Brittany smiled, Santana smiling at Rachel also as the three girls headed into Spanish with Mr Schue. "I always knew you'd be cool."
As soon as the three girls entered the room, Rachel and Brittany flanking Santana, everything fell silent. People were staring in disbelief and others in envy. Noticing Mr Schue wasn't in class yet, Santana decided to put everyone in their places.
"Listen up. I know the three of us are crazy hot, but all this staring is freakin' me out. Unless you boys want your dicks detached, and you girls want to be bold, I suggest you look the other fucking way and mind your own." Santana snapped in her Captain voice. Needless to say everyone looked away immediately, some even apologizing. Rachel went to make her way to her usual seat when Brittany stopped her.
"What you doing Rach? You can come sit up back with us now." Brittany smiled gesturing to the back of the class where few Cheerios and jocks were sat. Rachel looked in that direction and noticed Karofsky and Azimio sat with another jock and familiar brunette Cheerio. Nicci?
"I don't know..." Rachel hesitated. Santana sighed, grabbed Rachel's arm and marched up to her usual table.
Rachel sat down on Santana's right, which sat her next to Karofsky. Just my luck...
"'Sup Rach." Karofsky greeted, Azimio also nodding at Rachel in acknowledgment before resuming conversation with the jock beside him.
"Oh. Er, Hello?" Rachel offered back, surprised at his greeting.
"So listen. I know that we've never been friends before and I've been really bad too you since you started school here, but that's because you were at the bottom and I was up top. Plus I've had one too many pucks to the head. But we can be cool now right?" Dave asked hopefuly.
"Sure. And it's alright, I understand now." Rachel smiled. If she could forgive Puck, Finn, Santana and everyone she could forgive Dave.
"That's great Rach." Dave smiled back. "Oh this is Azimio, Jack Langathol and Nicci." Dave said gesturing to the people beside him.
"Glad that we're cool now Rach." Azimio nodded with a small cheeky smile, Rachel smiled and slightly nodded back.
"Sup." Jack Langathol grinned. "Nice uniform." he added with a wink making Rachel blush lightly. Then she noticed Mr Schue entering the room.
"I'm Nicci and we're on the same cheer leading team! Which is good, because if we wasn't, then we couldn't be friends. Which would be weird, because who isn't friends with their vice captain? Not me, I always am. Your Rachel right? I'm Nicci." Nicci grinned, her speech confusing Rachel slightly before she giggled. Brittany suddenly seems a genius.
"Nice to meet you Nicci." Rachel smiled, still giggling.
"That's Nicci, hard to understand at first but you'll soon catch on." Dave spoke, his affection obvious Nicci obvious.
"She's really sweet." Rachel agreed. "You should tell her you know." she added softly so only Dave would hear.
"Tell her what? There's nowt to tell her." Dave blushed, his voice low.
"She likes you too you know? She can't stop staring at you." Rachel whispered, jerking her head to said girl who was in fact staring.
"You know what Rach? Your a cool girl, and I feel like an even bigger ass now." Dave whispered back. "I'm gonna tell her later on."
The rest of class passed by in a blur of whispers between the small group. When class was over, Rachel was asked to stay behind so Santana and Britt, who were her ride home for tonight, waited behind with her as the rest of the class trailed out.
"So it's true then Rachel, you've joined the Cheerios?" Will asked as he perched on his desk.
"Yes." Rachel quipped. As if the uniform isn't obvious
"So you're going to turn your back on your team now?" Will pressed with a frown, angering Rachel.
"Team? What team?" Rachel huffed. "Last I checked, I'm not part of a team no more. You disposed of me remember? And it wasn't a team before, so don't try guilt tripping me. I was carrying weight for majority of the group, and what did I get in return? Tormented and ridiculed."
"Amen sister!" Santana agreed, not caring about the disapproving look Schuester shot her. Why wasn't I friends with Rachel sooner?
"That's not true Rachel. You know the team care about you, they're just intimidated by your confidence and talent." Will said desperately.
"That may be so, but that's no excuse for how they treat me. Plus, I'm not even apart of the team now am I?" Rachel reminded him.
"Only for two weeks."
"Which is two weeks too long. Now if you don't mind, I've got a free period now so I'll be on my way." Rachel stated firmly as she tugged back on her Cheerio jacket and picked up her books heading to the door, Santana and Brittany right behind her.
School quickly ended and Rachel was dropped home by Santana, who oddly enough lived only the street behind her.
That night Rachel had showered and changed into her PJ's, she sat on her bed watching T.V but her mind was else where. She was trying to grasp how everything had happened today. She'd went to school a loser and friendless, and she came home popular and feeling wanted. Not only had she become best friends with Santana and Brittany, who were seriously awesome, but she had become friends with two very unexpected boys: Karofsky and Azimio, oh and sweet little Nicci. Through out the day, she had to keep pinching herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming; it all seemed to good to be true. She just hoped that this sudden luck would last.
Sighing, Rachel grabbed her remote and turned the T.V off before snuggling up in bed. An early night called as she had to pick up Santana tomorrow before early practice.
Right that's chapter two out of the way. I'm terrible with spellings and grammar, but I love to write, so I really really need someone to volunteer to Beta this story for me. Not only for myself, but for those readers out there that do enjoy this story. As you have already gathered, the character are going to be very out of character, well not very, but yeah. I apologize if this upsets anyone. But the important thing is, Puck's still going to smokin' hot with a huge ego, Santana's still going to be a royal (super hot) bitch to those she don't like, Brittany is still going to have her 'moments' and Sue is still going to me the super bitch that we all love. Only now Rachel will have a backbone and will stand up to people, Brittany isn't as dumb as everyone suspects, and Santana and Sue are actually nice to those they respect. Not everyone is going to be getting along at the moment, but one by one they'll start drifting towards Rachel. That's all I can say for now.