Quinn was happy, or as happy as a Slayer whose parents hated her could be. She had caught up on all of her homework and two weeks had passed since being kicked out of her old house. She had gotten the rest of her clothes and was slowly starting to decorate her new room. No pictures of Jesus, but she still had some crosses up. Santana's parents had finally gone on a trip or a conference, allowing Quinn to patrol with the gang. But it was still rather slow. It made her suspicious but thankful for the small opportunity to relax and get used to her new routine.
Sam, the werewolf who had attacked her, was going to school with them now, and joining them on their nightly patrols. He was a nice guy.
She should've known that life wouldn't stay so simple for The Slayer.
Not when Brittany went crashing to the ground during Cheerio practice, gripping her head and howling in pain. Not when after that ordeal she looked up at Quinn with horror in her eyes and shaking her head in a no motion.
The whole gang sat in the choir room, waiting for Brittany to start talking.
Quinn sat with Rachel, staring sideways at the girl. Quinn had been trying to get closer to Rachel, just for friendship of course. Rachel was a good friend, and a good person to lean on when it came to her life and all the problems she had.
"What did you see, Brittany?" Will asked, snapping Quinn out of her internal reasoning on why she wanted to be closer to Rachel Berry.
"So many vampires and...I saw… I saw this woman. She had this aura of power around her, she kept calling it 'The Harvest' and she had this thing...I don't know what it is." Brittany said, her eyes narrowed in concentration.
"That sounds bad." Sam stated the obvious.
"Duh." Quinn said, now paying her full attention to Brittany.
"Where was it?" Rachel asked, her tone urgent.
"Here." Brittany said, "Right in here actually."
This made everyone turn to her. Quinn looked around the choir room, the one place she felt at home and where her second family gathered, she didn't want to have to fight anyone here.
"Whoa." Finn mumbled, he pressed his hand to his forehead as if trying to comprehend what was said.
"Do you know why?" Rachel inquired, leaning forward in her seat and focusing on Brittany, looking worried, scared, and something else. Determined maybe.
"Uh, no." Brittany said, holding her head in her hands.
"Well can you try again?" Rachel snapped.
Brittany turned around, her blue eyes flashing, "I can only see what they let me see!"
"Who are 'they'?!" Rachel demanded, "Try again dammit, we need to know!"
Brittany remained silent, glaring at the small brunette, biting her lips, probably holding back a lot of insults.
"Rach, she's helped enough." Quinn said intervening as quickly as she could, "Calm down."
Rachel looked over at Quinn and sighed, "Sorry you guys, I have a lot of things to worry about. With Sectionals around the corner and the fact that our neglectful teacher hasn't even picked a setlist…"
"I'm right here," Will shouted, his eyes widening as he looked over at Rachel.
"Right, I'm simply saying we should really focus more on my voice in Glee, but this whole sharing solos thing is really getting on my nerves."
"Rachel!" Will spread his arms out to indicate that there were more important things to focus on.
"Will!" Rachel snapped.
"Rachel, maybe we should just talk a little more…" Finn tried saying from behind Rachel, "I mean this is really important."
"I need to focus on training my voice Finn. I understand that this is important, but without the right information, how are we supposed to spend all of our time worrying about it?" Rachel asked.
"I think your voice still sounds great…" Quinn smiled at Rachel, who blushed and went silent.
"Great, now that Rachel's reassured she's still the best singer in Glee, can we focus on the matter at hand?" Will asked.
"Wait, what do you mean the best singer?" Sam whined.
"What do you care, you're new?" Quinn inquired, looking at Sam.
"I thought I was her male equivalent." Finn pointed out.
"I thought the whole point of glee was to sort of...include everyone…" Brittany said from her seat in the corner.
"We don't even have enough members to qualify." Rachel said, sounding worried again.
"I can get Puck to join." Finn said with a shrug.
"I have no friends." Rachel said simply, "But I suppose my bragging could convince some others to join…"
"Uh, I can get some more cheerios to join?" Quinn asked. She probably couldn't, but she wanted to feel included.
Will stared at them all in disbelief. Quinn smiled to herself, it was sort of funny how they could just go from one topic to another.
"GUYS!" Will shouted, "As much as I love the enthusiasm we really need to worry about this. Like what could be happening… Brittany, what did the main vamp in your vision look like?"
"She had sandy blonde hair, was sort of oldish but not too old. Looked mean."
"Like Coach Sylvester?" Quinn asked.
"No, prettier. She had this voice that was all nasally, and she kept repeating something about arts and crafts, I think her name was...Terri." Brittany looked blank as she recalled her vision.
"Okay…" Quinn said.
"She also wore this odd necklace, like a cross one. But it was a star."
"Terri…" Will said going pale, "Terri...the woman I was supposed to go on that date with…"
This time the room looked at him.
"This better not be some revenge plot. I am so over that." Quinn mumbled.
"No it's powerful, and it's because of that necklace." Brittany looked at Will though with a sad frown, "She has no soul to even care about that anymore."
"Well I think we should do some research." Will clapped his hands together and went to the whiteboard which was usually reserved for the glee club meetings. He wrote RESEARCH in red letters, and then stopped, "Uh, lets just...I have some books in my office."
So for the next few hours the gang settled in to try and find out about vampire raids and star pendants.
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Terri had pulled the silver pendant, hanging on a silver chain, out of the coffin.
"I put this on and I'm just as powerful as the most powerful vampire?" she asked the other vampire in the room, a nerdy looking fellow that was slightly balding, and looked very intimidated by Terri.
"Yes," he nodded nervously, he pushed his glasses up his nose.
"Then why has no one tried it before?" Terri asked curiously as she held it in her hands.
"Because anyone else who has touched it has died, the original wanted it to go to someone who would carry on his wrath and was close to him. You are the first to touch it without burning in a burst of sunlight or fire." The vampire informed Terri, "This means that vampire is you, you are the next one…"
"Well then, lucky me." Terri chuckled as she pulled the chain over her head and felt it settle around her neck. The pendant rested against her, creating a beautiful cooling feeling on her chest. She smiled widely.
"With this you are able to speak with your servants telepathically and are stronger than before. You hold the knowledge of the world and are powerful enough to rise our race again to rule the world," the other vampire was shaking now, in awe of the woman in front of him.
"Well goodie, now I think I'm going to visit that Slayer." Terri giggled as she fiddled with the pendant on her chest.
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With the choir room now filled with more members, Rachel felt overwhelmed and dizzy. Santana and Brittany sat in the back row whispering together.
Finn and Puck were in the front row talking about something, a silent Mike Chang next to them. A very dreadlocked individual sat next to them. He was barefoot and meditating...which freaked Rachel out.
Quinn was next to her reading a book eagerly, her blonde hair falling forward over her face, no ponytail today. Sam sat on her other side fiddling his thumbs.
In the front row a little further down sat Kurt Hummel and Mercedes Jones. They were leaning together and whispering urgently. Rachel grimaced. Those two hated her because of her talent. She hated that they hated her because they were the ones she thought would really accept her. She still hadn't come out in the school, but watching Kurt get braver about his own sexuality was what she wanted for herself. Just to be able to say it aloud in school with some friends. She had not expected to be close to Santana, Brittany, and Quinn who never left her side. But it was a nice alternative.
Tina Cohen Chang and her boyfriend Artie Abrams who was in a wheelchair sat in the corner of the room staring at the teacher who stared back at them, clutching a large pile of books.
"Uh…" Will looked around the room with large eyes, overwhelmed it seemed by the sudden uptake in students.
"We got more members like you asked." Quinn said lazily from her own book, "Also nothing."
Rachel bit back a smile, knowing Quinn was doing her own research was nice. It was like their secret. Her crush on the blonde had not subsided. Especially since Quinn had been very nice and close to her for the past week or two. Always there to help.
Rachel had even started dressing in a more normal fashion. Quinn had commented on how nice she looked. Rachel knew there was no hope in liking Quinn, but it was still fun to imagine.
"Great, well now we can come up with a setlist. Who in here is good at dancing?" Will asked.
Brittany, Santana, and Mike raised their hands.
"Good you guys can help come up with choreography…" Will looked overwhelmed, Rachel decided now was the time to step up.
"If I may? I have come up with a list of songs that could very well fit my vocal range and provide a nice background vocal for the rest of you all." Rachel smiled kindly as she walked to the front of the room clutching a pile of blank papers and waited…
"Oh Hell to the NO!" Mercedes protested. A larger black girl with soulful brown eyes and a perfect hairstyle crossed her arms, "You don't get all the solos. Nope."
"I concur." Kurt said snidely, he crossed his arms too and rolled his eyes.
"Uh…" Finn looked at Rachel with a frown, "But those papers…"
"Finn, shush." Rachel shook her head at the boy.
This was her plan. Take over so that the rest of them would get fed up with her and get motivated to take charge. She would get her solo, or a duet. She just needed one for nationals. This would be up to the rest of the glee club to choose a song. Will looked at her and sighed, happy her plan seemed to work as other kids in the room started to shout out songs and agree that everyone should sing. Including Santana who wanted a duet with Mercedes for some reason.
"Our voices would sound awesome together." Santana said with a grin.
"I concur." Kurt repeated, "I should get the solo!"
"What about me?" Brittany asked, then she laughed and shook her head.
"Well, if you have better ideas then go ahead," Rachel pretended to huff. She walked back over to her seat and sat down.
"Nice." Quinn mumbled not looking up from her book, "You're adorable."
"What?" Rachel turned to the blonde in shock.
"That idea!" Quinn grinned at the brunette then went back to the book.
Okay.
Sure.
The idea.
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Quinn was staring at her hand, it was shaking. It had no stake in it and a lumpy foreheaded vampire was coming closer. Quinn felt weak as she backed up against the white wall, "Please…"
"The Slayer is no more, and The Harvest is under way." The vampire had long sandy blonde hair and a bright voice. It was a sickening match with her glowing red eyes and fangs.
"What?" Quinn asked numbly, the vampire had her pinned to the wall, and started to move toward her neck, "Please, someone help!"
"Ha," Was all the vampire said before closing in on the girl. She opened her mouth baring the fangs, bent her head and bit.
It was the last thing Quinn felt before she blacked out.
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Quinn woke up in a cold sweat, she looked around to see that she was still in the guest bedroom which was that dull white color. She flopped back on the bed and took deep breaths, her eyes closing, "Oh my God." Quinn mumbled as she put her head to her forehead and sighed.
"What happened?" The voice made Quinn jump, she felt around for her phone, and the voice said, "Q, why are you all jumpy?"
A light turned on and Quinn looked over to the doorframe to see Santana standing there with concern etched into her features. The girl was wearing an old shirt with those hideous track pants that came with the cheerios uniform.
"I had a nightmare S, knock much?" Quinn sneered.
"I was just concerned, no need to be a bitch," Santana said in a harsh whisper, "I could hear your stupid little cries from across the hall, color me confused. I thought you might need a friend!"
Quinn sighed. She looked at Santana and frowned, "I'm sorry S, with everything going on I just...I don't feel so friendly, you know?"
"It's been a few weeks Q, time to snap out of it. You've been lacking in all areas. I accepted that you wanted to be friends with Man Hands. I even let it go that you decide to run out all night, but this is getting old." Santana crossed her arms and leaned against the doorframe, her dark eyes looking tired.
"I believe that my actions are left up to me." Quinn said in a strained voice, "I'm really sick of you worrying about our status of popularity."
"I'm talking about us, when we're alone. You haven't been you, just talk to me!" Santana's voice broke and she lowered her head.
"Santana…" Quinn bit her lip and looked at her hands, which were clasped in her lap.
"I get it, you came out to your family and they kicked you out. Your dad is an ass, he always has been I bet. But I'm here for you...my dad wasn't always the best you know." Santana said with tears in her eyes.
"Santana…" Quinn repeated.
"When I first came out, my abuela refused to talk to me and my dad took her side. He wouldn't talk to me for a week. My mom was torn. At the end of that week he came to me and said he would rather show me he could be a better parent. He said he was worried that I would be shunned by more than just abuela. But it hurt Q." Santana said softly, she walked over to the bed and sat down with Quinn.
"I didn't even know you came out." Quinn said in a surprised tone, she looked up at the latina who smiled back.
"Yeah actually, haven't you noticed that I'm not with Puck anymore?" Santana teased.
"I noticed that you and B were happier." Quinn admitted, "Good for you!"
"Yeah, we're dating now, we're happy. I couldn't hurt her." Santana shrugged, "Now I gots all the lady kisses I needs."
Quinn sighed, "I don't want you to go into detail." She joked.
"You'd get soaked in your lady parts, be so jealous. We're just that hot." Santana purred, actually looking that hot. Quinn gulped and looked away.
"I think I should go to bed S, we have practice in the morning and Coach has been on my ass lately." Quinn said. She had been lacking in practice. With late nights patrolling and getting kicked out of her house she hadn't been putting her focus on being the most popular girl in school anymore. The past few weeks had slowly started to shape her attitude to being more of a Slayer and less of a prom queen. Though she would have loved to be prom queen.
"Well maybe Fabray, if you weren't so busy mooning over Berry, we'd actually have a captain." Santana snarked.
"I love how you can be all nice and then turn into a bitch." Quinn sighed.
"Makes it more fun that way!" Santana said getting up, "I'll see you in the morning mijah, get some sleep." She placed a kiss on Quinn's forehead and walked out the room, flicking the light off.
Quinn smiled to herself about to drift off to sleep when she shouted, "WHY DO YOU THINK I'M MOONING OVER RACHEL BERRY?"
She could hear Santana's laugh from her room.
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In Glee club the next day Will clapped his hands eagerly as the students all filed in.
"Alright gang!" Will called out. Santana mimicked his hand clapping making Brittany giggle.
"What now?" Finn asked as he sat down in the front row, Rachel filed in behind him and sat down.
"Finn, you were right to ask!" Will said smiling at the tall boy who just sighed.
"Great." Finn hadn't been in a good mood lately. The patrolling every night with Quinn was hard to run by his mom, and even though Quinn reminded him he didn't have to do it, he did it anyway. Because his best friend was doing it, and he could never let Rachel do it alone. He also cared about Quinn, she was just a kid and had all this responsibility, he just wanted to do something good for once.
"I think we've all decided on a setlist for sectionals." Will said looking at Rachel who held a stack of actual sheet music this time.
"Right, we voted on some songs. We'll be starting with a group number, I'm thinking Journey's 'Don't Stop Believing,' and then we have a duet, from the two very talented Sam Evans and Santana Lopez." Rachel said, pointing to the two of them, as she handed Will the sheet music. The club whooped and hollered as Will took the sheet music and looked at it with a grin.
"What will the duet be?" Will asked eagerly.
"Uh well it's a toss up between 'She's Mine' and 'Speechless.'" Rachel said, "but they will probably go with what they're more comfortable with vocally."
"What about the solo?" Will asked, he looked at Rachel with concern. The brunette always wanted the solo, her ambitious attitude often drove others away.
Finn smirked because the person who had the solo was actually a surprise. Rachel had been adamant about letting someone else get it, so she'd have more time with Quinn. Finn didn't blame her. Quinn needed the help and he guessed that saving the world and learning how to fight vampires gave Rachel a confidence boost, just like a solo would. Even if no one recognized that she was saving them constantly. The praise from himself and Quinn seemed to make her really happy.
"Mercedes, she is singing a classic Whitney Houston song," Rachel smiled over at Mercedes who grinned back.
"Great." Will studied the sheet music and went to sit at the piano, "I guess from here we just practice and work out our dance steps."
"Perfect, by the way sectionals this year is being held at Carmel High." Rachel sighed, "That auditorium is beautiful, but we'll be up against some tough people."
"Vocal Adrenaline is really intense." Finn agreed nodding along, "We need to be on the top our game if we're going to beat them, which is almost impossible."
"Sectionals is only three weeks away, I say we start practicing now." Will said with determination, "The more training the better, I want this club to be the best it can be."
With that said the training started.
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Quinn was tired, her head was resting on Finn's large shoulder.
"I'm gay." Quinn said solemnly. She felt the need to tell him because he was becoming closer to her as a friend, and it felt nice to tell someone who was not so close to the situation.
"Yeah, all the girls I like usually are." Finn joked, he looked down at the blonde and said, "It's cool though, I won't tell anyone if you're still, you know, in the closet."
"Thanks." Quinn felt nice now that someone else knew her secret. She was so tired. Everything in her life was rushing by. Between cheerio practice and glee club training for nationals, it would leave any normal teenager tired. But Quinn wasn't a normal teenager.
She was The Slayer. She'd been training every night, and still hadn't mentioned the multiple nightmares about a sandy haired vampire to a soul. It had been a week straight of nightmares and not talking to anyone at all. She felt like a walking zombie, who was busy kicking vampire ass.
"Yep." Finn said. Finn was simple. He was nice. He was a good guy. The only thing was, he wasn't very talkative. He usually liked to sit in silence, and right now it was what Quinn needed. She felt guilty for her earlier thoughts of him being an idiot. He was a really nice person, and had good intentions.
Right now the two sat alone in the choir room waiting for glee to start. The training for the sectionals coming up was hard. It was actually draining Quinn, she was thinking of quitting but she knew they needed her. Of course they did. Everyone needed a piece of Quinn Fabray. But she didn't know if she could stretch herself out any further.
Coach Sue Sylvester had already threatened to kick her off of the cheerios, "You want to slack off with those glee losers Q?" Sue had demanded. Coach Sylvester had proceeded to pull out a video tape and claim that she was behind in all of her moves and should be on bottom of the pyramid.
Her popularity was even starting to wane. Now that she was openly hanging out with Rachel and the other glee kids, people were really starting to believe that she just wasn't worth it. Santana had seemed to be oddly okay with this. They were slowly moving down to the realm of being slushied and endlessly bullied. Quinn had a feeling her cheerios uniform was the only thing protecting her from certain loserdom. At this point she just didn't care. She was too tired.
She was still leaning on Finn when Rachel walked in.
Rachel walked in and stopped, her eyes widened when she saw that Quinn was all snuggly with Finn Hudson, her skin went pale and she stood very still, "I had no idea I was interrupting."
Right, Rachel still didn't know that Quinn actually played for her team. Quinn jumped off of Finn and looked at the brunette with wide eyes.
"Rach calm down, she was resting on me. Plus I don't even see her that way anymore, she's like a sister now." Finn reassured the brunette with his crooked smile. But Rachel looked hurt.
"Rachel I was resting, I needed a friend." Quinn said, she stood up and started to walk slowly to the brunette who backed away.
"I could be a friend." Rachel said still hurt.
"Sure you could, you're even more than that," Quinn cooed. She reached her hands out, and Rachel was staring at her again.
"What do you mean by that?" Rachel asked in a clipped tone, this time curious.
"Oh." Finn said from behind Quinn, she turned around to see a lightbulb go off in his head. He met her gaze and smiled, "I got it."
Finn was obvious and dumb, Quinn hated him again, she decided. But was surprised that he caught on so quickly. Quinn had slipped up, and now she had to fix it. She didn't want Rachel being aware of the old, and perhaps present, crush.
"I meant you're like a sister to me." Quinn cringed and she heard Finn's sigh from behind her. Rachel's face sort of dropped.
"Oh okay." Rachel nodded.
"But in like...a good way." Finn added with a slight lilt to his voice, "Trust me you would love to be this sister, this kind of sister…."
Quinn turned around to face the large oaf of a boy, she directed her icey glare at him. He visibly shook under her gaze and turned pale.
"What he means is that sisterhood is awesome." Quinn said through gritted teeth, "Why don't we all sit now?"
Rachel looked confused but nodded and sat down. Quinn sat next to her sighing in relief. Totally smooth.
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Rachel was beaming, happiness exuding from her every bone, she knew she was glowing. She swept the blonde up in a hug, "We won…" she whispered.
Quinn returned the hug with surprising vigor, melting into Rachel and humming. Rachel stiffened surprised by the affection that Quinn was showing her, but loosened up again to enjoy it.
"You're plan is what got us all together." Quinn whispered back still holding the brunette in her arms. Rachel sighed into the hug and rested her head no Quinn's collarbone. No one seemed to notice the awkwardly long hug as they all cheered around the two girls.
Well Finn was watching with a look of joy and Puck was waggling his eyebrows. But it was all worth it for this one moment. Rachel wanted to stay in Quinn's arms forever. But she didn't want to make the girl uncomfortable. She pulled away and looked at the blonde who looked disappointed.
They won Sectionals, somehow they beat Vocal Adrenaline, next they'd just have to beat two other show choirs in order to get to Nationals, Rachel was ecstatic. She felt herself being hugged from behind by someone with long hair, she turned laughing to see Sam Evans was hugging her and grinning, "AWESOME!" Sam called out as he let her go and moved on to hug Puck who tried to run away.
It was mid October and Regionals would be right before Christmas break, they had a while to work on a setlist. Right now Rachel was just happy to cheer with the rest of her team and take in the glory that was winning.
Later in the evening they all got on the bus. Quinn sat with Rachel and was sitting very close to her, she looked nervous.
"Quinn are you quite alright?" Rachel asked concerned.
"I have to quit the Cheerios. I can't do it, I'm so tired. Sue is getting pissed and I feel too tired to keep doing it," Quinn sighed, gripping the back of the seat.
"But you love it." Rachel frowned looking at the blonde with concern.
"No, I loved the image it gave me," Quinn corrected, "I don't care anymore. I'm the Slayer, I have bigger things to worry about."
"Fine, if you want too, just don't rush into it. Extra curriculars look good on a college application." Rachel said.
"Right, well I have Glee." Quinn mumbled. She sat back in her seat. Rachel glanced sideways at Quinn. The girl looked tired. She had dark circles under her eyes and her skin looked very pale.
"I think it best you try to add other things to your activities Quinn, don't you want to get into a good school?" Rachel asked.
For the first time in a long time Quinn turned slowly to Rachel, and glared. It was that old icey glare of pure anger and annoyance.
"Do you really think I have a future outside of Lima? Outside of…" Quinn held up her hands and the glare disappeared, "I don't."
Rachel widened her eyes and stared at the blonde in slight disbelief, "Quinn…"
"No Rachel, high school is fun right now, sure. But what's the point of keeping up an image and trying if I can't escape my destiny?" Quinn asked sitting back in the seat.
"But we're here to help…" Rachel mumbled.
"Thanks." Quinn said, "I don't want to talk about it anymore."
Rachel sat back in the seat and the bus ride continued in silence for the two of them. The other students were celebrating and laughing. Will was laughing with them, happy to lead his club to victory. So he didn't notice that his Slayer and star student were depressed. Not that it bugged Rachel, the man had a life.
Rachel had done her research on Slayers. She knew they didn't live a long life. She was aware that they lived dangerous lives and usually died young, it's why a new slayer was always appointed. But she liked to ignore that fact. Rachel didn't want to think of Quinn dying and a new Slayer around. Because Quinn could survive, her situation was different. She had friends helping her and she wasn't alone. Rachel stole another glance at the blonde and vowed to herself that no matter what Quinn Fabray would never face this alone.
Rachel had been training with Quinn and Will to fight better. She wasn't strong like Quinn, or able to heal so quickly. But she could now handle a stake and fight off a vampire without Quinn's help. She'd been training hard and doing research like crazy. True she had been slacking on glee and her voice training, but the world was in danger here, or it could be. The dangers they faced were more than werewolves and vampires, this Rachel was sure of. But still she had to try.
When Rachel got home that night it was once again to an empty house. She walked in and realized her father's were still working the late shift. They were both doctors, and on call a lot. They didn't really get to go to her competitions anymore. Not since they both became so...important. Rachel reached in her coat and pulled out the stake she now kept on her at all times, because you know...vampires. She slowly moved in the dark house, incase someone wanted to attack her. But as she inspected each room she realized it was empty. Rachel finally decided it was safe and went to her overly pink room that was decorated with gold stars. She slipped off her red dress and heels, opting for her fuzzy sheep pajamas and a very old t-shirt. She got into bed and cuddled under the blanket, sighing to herself as she drifted off to sleep, visions of Quinn Slaying and cheering in her head.
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Quinn sat in the office of Sue Sylvester, her uniform folded on her lap.
"You're quitting?" Sue asked in disbelief, "No one quits."
"I have other priorities that are distracting me from cheering." Quinn shrugged, "I don't want to cost the team anything."
"You quit and you'll never get back on." Sue growled, "I will personally make sure of that."
Quinn smirked to herself, of course Sue would, she was the coach.
"I know." Quinn nodded.
"This will soil your perfect reputation even further. Hanging out with those glee kids was the start, and this is the finish." Sue said, "I will give you one more chance, put the uniform on and get that pony up and high."
Quinn sighed, she stood up and set the uniform in her chair, and walked out of the office leaving a very frustrated and secretly concerned Sue Sylvester.