Another one, because the last one was small. (:

I walk through the main entrance today, and the crowds part; just like every other day. I can see Finn with Rachel just down the hall, Rachel looks different. She's dressing different. I get closer and have a good look.
"Morning Finn; Rachel." I say, as I glance down at her quickly. "You look good, Rachel."
"Thank you Quinn. I went to the dentist yesterday, and now I have more confidence."
"Um, okay? What does the dentist have to do with confidence?"
"Well, I had a Britney Spears fantasy. Now I feel like a pretty girl."
"It's good to feel that way sometimes. Good job, Rachel."
"See you in Glee Club! Period 1 again this morning!"
"Okay, see you then." I go to my locker and grab my things for Glee.

I'm sitting down behind Berry and Santana started to talk to her.
"Well Rachel, congratulations. Normally you dress like the fantasy of a perverted Japanese business man with a very dark, specific fetish but I actually dig this look. Yay!" She started clapping quietly.
"Thank you!" Rachel squealed.
"I think what Santana is trying to say is Rachel, though I risk expulsion by saying so, is that it seems Britney Spears has really helped you blossom. That's all." Kurt Said.
"Wait, Rachel. Is that true? I mean you are kind of dressing differently."Will said.
"Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy!" Arite said, clearing admiring Rachel's new Britney look.
"Hey hey!" Finn was getting defensive.
"Look, all I know is that I had a very vivid Britney Spears fantasy at the dentist and since then it's made me free to get out of my own way. I think I've just always been afraid to dress like a pretty girl because I've never really felt like one before." She turned to face me, "Now I realize its okay to feel that way about yourself every now and then. Maybe it's a good thing."
"It's such a good thing I can't believe it." Brittany mocked, before our meeting was interrupted by Sue.
"William, a word." She said as she entered the choir room. Will left the choir room and Berry stood up to speak.
"I think this the perfect opportunity to talk about the Homecoming assembly." She started. "I want to do Britney, and everybody else does too; Brittany included. Which by the way, Brittany; you will not get all the solos. Even if Britney Spears convinced you that you're more talented than all of us."
"You don't know that; Rachel. You're not Mr Schue's favourite anymore." I turned to look at Brittany. Does she know? "Then who is?" Rachel asked.
"Me; obviously." Brittany said, with a smirk on her face. She does know! I'm sure Santana told her.
"Any way guys, maybe we should do what we did for the first assembly when Mr Schue was pushing for Disco."
"No. No way, now how. We are not going behind his back again." I say.
"Yeah, Quinn has a point," Finn said. "Last time we did that it didn't end well. Do you remember the list of songs Figgin's gave us? It was all Jesus music."
"Okay, so what are we going to do then?" She asked.
"We could just perform the song he wants us to. Sailing isn't that bad." Artie said.
"Yeah, we'll just do what he wants us to. We have to try and keep convincing him to do Britney though."
"Yep, okay, well I don't think Mr Schuester is coming back so let's leave it at that. Bye guys." Rachel said as she left the choir room, with Puck and Artie following behind. Everyone else slowly left until Britney, Santana and I were the only ones in the room.

"Santana, did you tell Britney?" I ask, giving her the famous Quinn Fabray eyebrow lift. "Yes. But, you said we had to keep it between the Unholy Trinity and Britney's apart of that."
"Quinn, I think it's super cool that you're dating Mr Schuester. He's like totally cool."
"Thanks Britt," I say and walk out of the choir room.

We had another Glee Club Meeting at lunch, to make up for the one that Mr Schue missed this morning. "I'm on the football team," Artie said.
"I was pretty sure Artie's legs don't work." I said. I was genuinely confused. The guy was in a wheelchair.
"Did you get a leg transplant?" Britney asked.
"Nope. My teammates can push my chair like a battering ram." Artie replied.
"Yep, there's no rule against it. We checked." Finn said, backing Artie's statement up.
"And I have Britney Spears to thank!" Artie concluded.
"You're welcome," Brittany said. That girl confuses me. A lot.
"Britney plus nitrous gave me an amazing idea, and it gave me the nerve to tell Coach Beiste that Finn and I both really want to be on the team."
"Wait. You're back on the team?" Berry asked, she looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Yeah," Finn replied.
"Suddenly you're way hotter to me," Santana said, playing with her hair. "Weird." She finished.
"Wait. I don't get it. How come everyone's having Britney Spears fantasies?" Puck asked.
"The Nitrous-Oxide dentist's use is a mild hallucinogen. Studies have proven it induces vivid dreams. Often the last thing the patient thinks of. The subconscious moves to the forefront. Since we've all been thinking so much about Britney it stands to reason." Artie replied and Mr Schuster walked into the choir room.
"Okay guys. Listen up!" He said.
"Mr Schue, if I may." Kurt began.
"Kurt. I overheard what you guys were just talking about and I know what you're going to say. The answer is no, no I'm not going to stand in the way anymore. You guys wanna do Britney at this year's Homecoming assembly and I'm fine with it."
"Yes!" We all exclaim and start clapping.
"I know!" He said. "And, more than that." We all stop talking. "I am going to perform with you!" He laughed, "Right?!" We're all silent. Thank goodness for the bell, it was really awkward in that room. Everybody leaves the choir room and Mr Schue and I immediately hug each other.
"So, you're performing Britney with us?" I laugh.
"Yeah, how exciting!" He says.
"Mmm," I say.
"What?" He chuckled.
"Nothing, it's kinda hot; actually." I say, desperately trying to sound serious, because I really meant it.
"It's going to mean a lot of rehearsing, we haven't got long. The assembly's tomorrow. Are you up for it?"
"Hell yeah! We're gonna kick but!" I say.
"I need to go and start marking some Spanish papers. I'll see you this afternoon though, we'll have rehearsals then. Can you text the others for me? Or post it on the Britney Facebook Campaign page?"
"Sure. I'll see you this arvo."
I send a group text to everyone, surprising myself with the fact that I have all their numbers. Rehearsal, auditorium. After school. Is all I sent. I receive a confirmation text from every single person in less than three minutes; that must be some kind of record.

"Okay guys, so the song we're performing is...Toxic!" Mr Schue announced.
"No way! I love that song!" Kurt said, totally agreeing with the choice.

"Okay, so you need to really work the hats. Good job, bring it round 2.3.4" Mr Schue was watching from the front as we put the finishing touches on our performance.
"Excellent work guys! I can't wait to perform this tomorrow! We're going to have so much fun. It's going to be a blast!" "Mr Schue, isn't it a bit full on?"
"No Rachel, I think it's fine. It's a great way to promote the Glee Club. Hopefully we'll get some new members from this." "Okay Mr Schue; but if this back fires, it's on your shoulders, not ours."
"What are you talking about? It's going to be fantastic! See you all tomorrow!" He waved everyone goodbye as they walked up the stairs and out the doors. I hang back and take my time to collect my things, so it doesn't look sussed. That's the last thing we need, Berry finding out something she shouldn't.

"Are you worried about this performance, like the rest of them?" Will asked me.

"No, I think it's going to be fine. Although, I can't see Sue liking the idea very much, but there's not much she can do, I suppose."
"Yeah, true. She'll have to get over it though, because we are here and we are doing Britney!" He fist pumped the air, being so super cool. I had to laugh, it was too hard not to.
"You're adorable." I say.
"Yeah, I get that all the time."He said, mimicking Carl.
"That's funny; you should be a stand up comic." I joked.
"Where's your car parked?" He asked.
"In the back car park, why?"
"I'll walk you to your car, you just don't know what kind of people are out at this time at night." I check my watch and gasp at the time. "Oh My Goodness Will! It's 8:30!" I say.
"Why don't you and I go out and get something to eat? We haven't been on a proper date yet." He was being really sincere about this; he wasn't making a joke of it at all. "Sure, I'd like that." I whisper.
"Do you need to let your mom know?" He asked.
"Yeah. I'll call her and tell her I'm going out with Britney and Artie." I answer, as I pull my phone out of my Cheerios jacket.
"Mom?" I say when she finally picks up the phone.
"Quinn, honey where are you?"
"Sorry Mom, we had a rehearsal that ran late with Glee. I'm going to go and get some dinner with Brittany and Artie. Is that okay?"
"Yes, okay honey. I'll see you when you get home." She replied.
"Don't wait up!" I giggle.
"Bye sweetie. Be safe."
"I love you mom."
"Love you too." I hang up the phone and turn back to face Will.
"We're good to go." I say.
"Cool. I'll just grab my stuff." He said, walking off stage to find his bag.

We reach my car after walking hand in hand in a comfortable silence. "You can leave your car here if you like. We can go in my car and pick yours up later." He said, letting go of my hand.
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Where's your car parked?" I ask.
"Just over there." He pointed to the almost empty car park across from us.
"Cool." I say. We walk to his car in another comfortable silence.

"Crap!" He said, breaking that silence when we reached his car.
"What?" I ask.
"You're wearing your Cheerios uniform. It might look a little bit weird if we go out together."
"Yeah, I didn't think about that. If you turn around, I'll put some clothes on."
"Okay."
"No peeking!" I giggle.
"Can I peek a little?" He asked.
"No." I pull my skirt off.
"Please?" He pleaded.
"Come here, you're lucky I need someone to hold my uniform. I can't get it dirty or creased." He walked to my side, and I passed him my skirt. "Hold this." I say.
"Sure. By the way Quinn, you are beautiful. You are the most gorgeous person I've ever seen. There is no one like you." "You're just saying that. Look; I have stretch marks from being pregnant." I run my hands over my stretch marks. I moisturize them with special cream to make them fade, but they're still there. "They are beautiful. They make up a part of you. Beth is a part of you and this proof that she exists." He put his hands on my hips, rubbing the stretch marks.
"I miss her." I say, as I take my jacket off.
"She's with a good person; Shelby will take care of her. I know it."
"Yeah, I know she will." I pass Will the jacket. I'm standing in an empty car park in my underwear and shirt. I can't say I've ever done that before. "Are you cold?" He asked.
"Kind of, it's a little chilly." Will pulled me into his body by my hips and kissed me slowly and gently.
"I'll keep you warm," He said. "Do you want me to actually look away while you finish getting dressed?"
"I'm standing here, in front of you in my underwear. I think the damage is done. I don't care." I laugh.
"Okay," He started, "But I am only human and you are looking very fine."
"What are you implying?" I playfully ask, while lifting my shirt above my head.
"I think you're gorgeous, and I would like to sleep with you." He immediately became embarrassed by his comment. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
"It's okay. I don't mind. I want to sleep with you too, but when I'm ready. Last time I was pressured and look where that got me." I nervously giggled.
"You don't have to sleep with me." He said.
"No, like I said, I want to. But; when I'm ready and comfortable."
"I'll wait forever," He said.
"Can you take my shirt?" I ask.
"Sure." I was wearing a very pretty bra today, I felt good when he was looking at me. I felt confident in myself.