A/N: Heya guys! Sorry, this story has been on hold for a while so that I could find my bearings with it. I've finally steered it in the right direction, as in not plummeting towards the depths of being deleted, and so here is the next update! I'm sorry if that made no sense it's 2AM and I've been told not to stay up to late so um let's just keep this on the low down? Lol.
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Chapter 4
Quinn woke up early the next morning to Brittany jumping up and down on her bed. Completely startled, Quinn jumped out of the blankets and yelped. "What the hell, B?" she shouted, her heart racing.
Brittany let herself land in a sitting position on the bed, grinning at the other blonde. "You should probably check that your front door is locked when you're the only one home, Quinnie."
Quinn groaned. "Okay, well what do you want?"
Brittany got a serious look on her face, and Quinn remembered that the girl knew her biggest secret ever. She suddenly felt very nervous. "You have some serious explaining to do, missy."
Quinn could tell that Brittany was only half joking. "Britt... I honestly have no idea what the hell happened. One day we were perfectly normal and the next... I just looked at her totally differently."
"You think it changed over night?" Brittany asked her, as if she didn't think she was serious. Quinn raised an eyebrow. "When I met you guys, at cheer camp before ninth grade, you were definitely head over heels for that girl."
"N-no, it hasn't been that long." Quinn shook her head furiously.
"Trust me, Quinnie. You probably just didn't know it. San has been your best friend since you were really little, you probably didn't know that you felt differently towards her than other girls feel towards their best friend," Brittany told her. Quinn nodded slowly, understanding what Brittany meant. Why did people call this girl dumb...? She made hella sense.
The shorter blonde sighed and sat back down on her bed. "Maybe."
It was silent for a moment, but then Brittany whispered, "It's okay, you know?" Quinn looked up at her, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion. Brittany gave her a pointed look. "That you like girls."
Quinn, feeling nervous again, bit down hard on her lip. She didn't like girls. She wasn't a lesbian. She just... she couldn't be. But... well she liked Santana, and Santana was a girl. She hadn't had a relationship since Puck, and everyone knew how horribly that happened. Quinn realized suddenly that her lip was now bleeding, and she sighed once again. "I... I don't know... I can't... um..."
Brittany gave her a small smile. "It's okay, Quinnie. I'm here if you need to talk ever. I should probably go get ready for school now."
"W-wait," Quinn stammered as the taller blonde stood up. "Uh, you said you'd help me... um..."
"You don't know it yet," Brittany told her softly, "but this conversation has helped you a lot."
Then she left.
Quinn sat there on her bed, feeling confused and exhausted, even though she'd only just woken up. Ugh, Cheerio's practice. She dragged herself up out of bed and towards her closet to get her uniform. No use in letting her screwed up life pull her behind in the one thing keeping her popular.
"B!" Quinn heard Santana call to Brittany. "How was Florida?"
Quinn sighed, knowing that Santana and Britt were off in their own little world by now, so she went over to some of the other cheerleaders as they all stretched for practice. Normally, she would've gone over to the two girls anyway, but she wasn't in the mood. Sure, Brittany had been trying to help her, but it didn't mean that her amazing connection with the Latina had changed at all.
"A'right, sloppy ladies! Let's get this show on the road!" Coach Sue yelled through her bullhorn, causing all the teenage girls to jump and scurry into their positions for the cheer they'd been working on. "Five, six, seven, eight!"
The girls did their cartwheels and cheering and so many more extravagant moves that were necessary in a normal cheer, ending up in a huge pyramid. Santana and Quinn were the two tops, standing perfectly straight with their perfect smiles.
"That was sloppy! Sloppier than yesterday, even, and I didn't think that was possible! You there, have you gained weight?" Coach Sue questioned, pointing to one of the girls in the middle of the pyramid under Quinn.
"I-I, uh," the girl stammered.
"Bottom of the pyramid!" Coach shouted, causing the girl to start to cry. Oh geez. The whole half of the pyramid toppled to the ground. Luckily, Quinn landed softly on a bunch of other girls, so she was hardly affected.
As Quinn was walking back to the school from the field, she heard Coach call, "Sanbags, Preggers, get over here!" Sighing, the blonde spun back around and headed towards the coach, feeling suddenly nervous as she realized that Santana had also been called.
"Yes, Coach?" Quinn asked in the voice that she had used so many times to suck up to Sue.
"Ladies, I need you to join Glee Club."
"Excuse me?" Santana snapped. "Hell no! That's where are the losers are!"
"I need you to go in and take it down from the inside. For the last year of it's existence, I have tried time and time again to get Will Shuester to abandon his quest to create some inspiring, gay singing group, since we all know they'll just grow up as teachers who always lose and end up with weird greasy hair. Shuester 2.0's if you will," Sue insisted. Quinn flinched slightly when Sue said 'gay', since she was still so confused about herself and everything going on.
Glee Club honestly didn't sound too bad at the moment.
"Okay," Quinn agreed. Santana gaped at her.
"Okay? Hell no! I'm not going to risk my reputation just because you have a teacher feud going on!" Santana exclaimed, looking back at Sue.
"Join Glee Club, or you're off the Cheerios. Obviously, if that happens, you will slowly die down and become a loser, and you will end up stuck in Glee Club anyway," Sue pointed out, nodding to herself as though she had just come up with some amazing logic. Santana looked in between Sue's glare and Quinn's pointed look.
"Ugh, fine. Can Britt join, too, at least?" the Latina asked, crossing her arms. Quinn felt her heart clench painfully and she frowned. Santana and her had known each other since the first grade, how could Brittany be better than her.
"No!" Sue snapped. "I can't risk all of my Cheerios! I have already forbidden Brittany from joining."
"What?" Santana exclaimed. "That's so not fair, I'm gonna be stuck around a bunch of losers without Brittany?"
Quinn spun around and stormed down the field. Brittany had definitely replaced her, and yes she had already come to terms with it nearly a year ago. But with this realization of her feelings, she had become more and more aggravated with the idea that she was becoming less and less to the person who meant most to her.
A few moments later, Santana was running up behind her. "Q!"
Quinn walked faster.
"Quinn!"
"I need to go to first period," the blonde snapped without looking over her shoulder.
First and second period passed without Quinn really noticing. She'd accidently doodled Santana's name all over a piece of notebook paper in both classes, having to tear up the paper and throw it away afterwards. She couldn't risk someone seeing it.
Third period came, and Quinn seated herself in the very back of the classroom, so that she could stay away from the teacher's attention. Santana was usually one of the last people to class, so she would probably end up sitting away from the blonde.
Somehow, though, the Latina walked into the classroom only right after Quinn. The blonde groaned inwardly and stared down at her hands that were resting on her desk. Santana's books dropped down on the desk next to Quinn's. "Hey," came Santana's soft voice. She has such a soothing, sweet voice sometimes...
Quinn said nothing, and she managed to not burst into tears. She stared at her hands.
"I um, agreed to the Glee Club thing. Don't want to get kicked off the Cheerios," Santana told her lamely, sitting down in the seat. "You were quick to agree."
Quinn looked up at Santana with a hard, guarded look on her face. "It doesn't sound so bad. I mean, at least those losers are a little nicer than some of the Cheerios." She words came out sharp and venomous, and Santana flinched. Quinn immediately felt bad, but she forced herself to stay strong.
"I'm sorry, Q," Santana mumbled. "For what I said on the field. I didn't mean that you were a loser or anything, I just-"
"Would rather be stuck with the losers with Brittany instead of me. Yeah, I know what you meant," Quinn finished for her, a very bitter edge to her voice.
"You can't get mad at me for that, Quinn!" Santana exclaimed. Quinn saw a few other students coming into class, so she didn't say anything. She looked back at her hands, and Santana huffed and faced the front of class. As people began to fill up the classroom, it was too late for her to switch seats.
Quinn's phone buzzed. Who would be texting her during school?
From Santana- Be mad if you want, but at least tell me why you're mad.
Wow, now Santana texted her during school.
To Santana- Why am I mad? C'mon, S, don't play dumb.
From Santana- I'm not playing dumb, Q! :/ I'm sorry I wanted Brittany to join Glee Club with us?
Quinn closed her phone and put it away before looking Santana right in the eye. "You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just being a bitch, and I'm sorry." Then she faced forward in her seat, relaxing a little bit.
"Obviously I did something to make you mad, no one just gets mad at someone for no reason," Santana snapped back at her. Quinn gave her a sideways glance and sighed.
"Go to the Choir Room during lunch so we can audition for the club. We can talk then," Quinn told her plainly.
Lunch came all too quickly. As the girls walked to the Choir Room together, they managed to throw together a little performance of Say A Little Prayer. They performed it in front of Mr. Shuester and a very critical, short diva wearing a red reindeer sweater, a blue plaid skirt and blue tights, and a polka dotted headband. Quinn thought she looked ridiculous.
"Congratulations, ladies, you guys are definitely in the club," Mr. Shue told them with a pleased smile.
"Mr. Shue! May I just say something?"
Mr. Shue sighed. "Sure, Rachel."
"I think you may be letting Santana and Quinn into the club without enough hesitation and care. These are the exactly the type of people that everyone in Glee Club wants to avoid!" Rachel exclaimed, gesturing to the two cheerleaders.
Quinn rolled her eyes. "See you after school, Mr. Shue!" She turned and left, and felt Santana right behind her.
The minute they left the room, Santana pulled Quinn to the side of the hall next to the lockers. The hallway was pretty much empty. "Okay, Quinn, tell me what's going on."
Quinn sighed dramatically. What should she say to Santana? She really didn't want to make anything up, that would only make things worse.
"I know you're mad that we haven't hung out, but you said you've been busy with stuff, so you shouldn't be this mad!" Santana told her in a hushed but firm voice.
Quinn took a deep breath before letting out a bunch of words. "You're my best friend Santana, I've never met anyone that I've trusted with my secrets and that has been there for me more often than you have. However, you seemed to have found someone."
Santana's forehead creased in a confused expression. "What are you talking about?"
Quinn let out a soft sigh. "You're my best friend, Santana," she repeated softly, "but Brittany is your best friend."
Santana's confused expression melted away into a somber once. "Quinn..."
"No, it's okay," Quinn insisted, smiling softly. "People change a lot between first grade and eleventh grade. And I've been replaced for a while now, I know that too, I just haven't really accepted that fact until now. But it's okay."
Santana looked right at Quinn with a look. It looked a little like exasperation, so she just gave Santana another small smile and turned, walking down the hallway. Santana didn't stop her, so Quinn let her emotions take over. As soon as she had turned a corner, she let out a soft sob and rushed into the nearest girl's bathroom.
Quinn leaned her head against one of the bathroom walls and let her tears flow. Once her sobs had gotten quieter, and tears weren't coming as fast, she went to look in the mirror to make sure she didn't look horrible.
She finally noticed that Rachel was standing at the sinks, staring at her oddly. "A-are you okay?"
Quinn's expression hardened. "Fine."
"It's... it's not about what I said in the Choir Room, right?" Rachel stammered. Quinn smirked and shook her head. "Okay, well you know if you're going to be in Glee Club now, you can trust us enough to tell us what's wrong."
"I'm just being over emotional, that's all. Trust me, after a lot of bad things happen to you, sometimes you just need to cry," Quinn said. She wasn't lying, but she obviously had more of a reason to be crying right at the moment.
"You're Glee audition was really good by the way," Rachel piped up. "You'll sound great in the backup vocals." Quinn raised an eyebrow at the shorter girl, who shrugged. "There's some pretty stiff competition with lead."
The blonde, deciding that she had spoken to this girl too much, just shrugged and left the bathroom. She walked back down the hallway and saw Santana where she'd been before, a dazed look on her face. They suddenly locked eyes, and Quinn flushed a billion shades of red. She knew that her eyes showed that she'd been crying.
She spun around quickly and ran off to her class.
A few things I would like to say... Faberry will only be a friendship in this story, so don't worry about it. I just really like they're friendship, so I have to include it :P Um also, sorry if this chapter got a little confusing. I'll just clear something up real fast:
Quinn and Santana haven't been talking for the last few weeks, because Quinn needed time to herself to organize her feelings. Now that she knows sorta where she's at a little better, she's realizing how distant she and her crush are and it's hurting her a lot.
Sorry, I just felt as if that was unclear, especially since I haven't updated since like May...
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