Quinn and I were walking through the hallway. We were minding our business when all of a sudden there was a splash and I couldn't help but notice that Quinn had been hit by a slush. I knew exactly who was responsible for it.
"What the fuck, Karofsky?" She asked him. I was pretty sure that she was surprised by it. I never understood why being in the Glee club suddenly made us unpopular. Too be fair, I wasn't that popular in the first place in this new reality. Did people just not like music? I was pretty sure that Taylor Swift had like a billion dollars. Okay, maybe not, but she probably had more money than most football players.
"Get used to it, Jamie Lynn." Karofsky replied. So, it seemed that she had still gotten pregnant. "Every since you joined that Glee club and got yourself knocked up, you're no longer the queen of the school."
She looked like she wanted to hurt him.
"What are you going to do to me?" He questioned. "That also reminds me of something."
He took the cup and looked like he was about to throw it at me. I then remembered something that could dissuade him from doing so.
"Dave, before you do that, you should remember that I am captain of the football team." I remarked.
"First, no you're not and second what does that have to do with anything?" He asked.
"It means that I am very good at kicking balls." I stated. At that point, I saw him cringe and then walk away. You know I couldn't help but wonder if he was still gay here, but I wasn't going to out him. He may have been an asshole but he didn't deserve that, especially knowing what happened when he was outed.
After he was gone, I took her to the bathroom to clean off. She looked like she was going to cry. The thing about Quinn being less of a bitch was she was more vulnerable.
"I can't believe that this happened. This isn't supposed to happen to me." She stated.
"Why do we even have a slush machine?" I asked. "I think this should be grounds for having it removed."
"Good luck with that. They're one of the only donors that the school has." She declared. That was kind of unfortunate, but there still had to be a way to get it removed. It had only caused trouble.
"You're still the hottest girl in the school." I told her. "You just need to show it people."
"How am I going to do that?" She asked. I tried to think. We had tried ways to prove that we were winners before and none of them had worked. The other thing was since she had been hit in the face, I had to help her fix her makeup. That never seemed like a thing before. Of course, it had been me before and I also wasn't in the bathroom with her. "Will you help me with that?"
"Of course I will." I agreed. I didn't know what we were going to be doing, but I wanted things to go differently.
"We're going to have find a way to be cool." She remarked. "There has to be something."
"Maybe we can talk to Coach Tweedy about it." I replied. She seemed like she was someone who wouldn't take anything from anyone.
When we got to Glee club, I couldn't but notice that people were whispering about Quinn being hit by a slush, like it was the biggest deal in the world. I really didn't think it was anything to freak out about.
At that point, Mr. Schue came in and began to sing. You know it didn't really serve a purpose for him to sing, but I supposed it was help get us out of our comfort zones and also the song that he sang was really good. It was also a good song to dance to. I got up and danced a little to it. I danced with both Mike and Quinn. I was better at dancing when I let someone else lead me.
Somebody once told me the world was gonna roll me
I aint the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an L on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and they hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but you head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the backstreets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Hey now you're an all-star, get your get game on go play
Hey now you're a rockstar, get your show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and they hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but you head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the backstreets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Hey now you're an all-star, get your get game on go play
Hey now you're a rockstar, get your show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
After we were done, I was with Quinn.
"So before we do anything, I need to ask you something." I declared as we started to walk to Coach Tweedy's office. "Why do you want to be popular?"
"I want to be someone that people will remember." She stated. "I want to be more than Frannie's younger sister."
We then passed the trophy case and by a picture of a girl who looked a lot like Quinn. It was a picture of the girls' field hockey team who had won the state championship. I didn't even know we had a field hockey team. Wait. We didn't. I remembered hearing the coach got a better job and they couldn't find a replacement.
"You are more than Frannie's younger sister." I told her. "Speaking of your sister, have you told her you're pregnant yet?"
"I don't know if I can do that." She responded. "What if she tells my parents?"
"Do you think that she would do that?" I questioned. I didn't know Frannie so I couldn't say anything about it since I had never met her. Actually, I had an idea. "How about we go and see her?"
"What?" She replied in surprise.
"We can go to her and tell her together." I repeated. "I mean we probably can't go tonight, but we can still go."
"I mean you have your game tonight." She pointed out. That was why I said not tonight. "How about we just do this right now and we can worry about Frannie later."
I nodded and the two of us went into the office. I would drop it for now, but I did still want to meet her. I was pretty sure that she was better than her parents. At least I knew what she looked like now. The two of us sat down in the office.
"So I'm a little bit confused as to why you brought her in here." Coach Tweedy told me.
"Well as you know, Quinn is pregnant." I pointed out. Everyone at the school knew now. You know the two of them had never interacted with each other.
"Yes." Coach Tweedy responded. She probably wondered where I was going with it.
"I was hoping that you could help me figure out a way to get my popularity back." Quinn stated. The coach couldn't help but look a little bit confused. "Did you go to school in England? Were you popular there?"
"I mean yes, but that's mainly because football is the sport in England and being the star player made you the school royalty." Coach Tweedy explained. "But the other thing that people loved was confidence. Even though you're not head cheerleader, you can still show people that you're the one that everyone wants to be."
"I don't think that everyone wants to be pregnant." She replied. "Plus, I don't really want to make that a trend."
It did seem like it would be a bad idea for that to become a trend. I was pretty sure that there was a school in Massachusetts where that happened and I didn't think Figgins would want the publicity.
"I meant that you should show people how much of a bad arse that you are." Coach Tweedy told her. She looked like she was considering the idea. I mean it was probably a better idea than when Miss Pillsbury suggested that the two of us just wear sunglasses. "But even I know that you're the smartest person in school. I think you can figure out a good way to show how smashing you are."
"How did you know that I'm smart?" Quinn asked her. It might have been from me. I might have told her last year or something.
"Faith told me." Coach Tweedy answered. I blushed.
"We should probably get going." I remarked before I took Quinn out of the room. "So I only told her good things about you."
That night was the soccer game and it was starting to get colder. It was a good thing that I was running around so much because I didn't feel that cold at all. I ended up scoring my third hat trick of the season. That was what it was called when you score three goals in a game. I didn't know that before this year started. Additionally, Jasmine also scored her first goal of the season. She looked so happy when she scored. It did feel really good to be part of a winning team. It was why I felt better about football when Coach Bieste took over. I couldn't help but wonder if she was going to be here but I would probably have to wait until next year to find out.
I couldn't help but think that it was kind of sad that I wasn't very popular. It was very possible that I was the best athlete at the school. I didn't know enough people to have a definitive answer there. I might be the only one who had a shot at playing professionally. Okay, I needed to stop. I was getting a little high on my own talent. That wasn't healthy. There might have been others and I needed to stop thinking that I was so important because I didn't want to become someone that I didn't like.
"So how many goals have scored so far?" Chrissy asked me on the way home.
"18." I answered.
"You know I think you can score more than you did last year." Mom stated. The only problem was I didn't know how many I scored last year.
"How many did I score last year again?" I questioned. I hoped it wasn't weird that I didn't remember.
"38." She told me. So far we had played 8 games and had 16 more to go. In order to beat that I would have to score more than a goal per game. That was a lot of pressure but maybe it would be best to just play the game and not worry about records.
"Honestly, I don't care how much I score as long as the team wins." I declared. I felt like that was more important than my individual success. Plus it was a good way to show some humility. "What I want most is to win another championship."
The following day after school, Quinn and I were going to take a bit of a road trip. I didn't have practice the day after the game and Quinn didn't actually do anything. It did mean that we would miss Glee rehearsal, but we had gone pretty much every day since we had joined. We deserved to be able to miss one. I had gotten my license and while this probably wasn't what Mom expected, I was doing something. It was a little nerve-wracking being behind the wheel of a car again but I had to tell myself that everything would be fine. It was kind of chilly out, so I was wearing a pink sweater, with a gray skirt and tights. Chrissy told me that I should try them to see if I liked them and they felt kind of nice.
"So can you text Frannie to let her know that we're coming?" I asked.
"I can't believe that you want to do this." She remarked.
"Well you said that you want to tell your sister and it would be a lot better to do it in person." I pointed out. I was a little nervous because I had never been to Ohio State before. Technically, she was there on a field hockey scholarship, even though her parents would be able to pay the tuition on their own. However, if Frannie was a talented athlete, she could still be deserving of the scholarship even if she didn't need it.
"I really hope that this goes well." She admitted. I really didn't think that there was any way that her sister could be as bad as her parents. She was young and smart. There was no way that she could possibly be a Republican. I would think that her sister would be someone who would love her no matter what.
The ride was pretty long since it took an hour and a half to get there. It wasn't quite dinner time when we arrived, but Frannie was at least done with her classes. I felt weird being on a college campus again. I hadn't been to Ohio State because I didn't think I would be able to get in. I definitely looked different than Miami. I also felt a little sad that I had never gotten to be a college student.
"Why are you frowning?" She asked. I supposed that I wasn't hiding my emotions well enough.
"It's nothing." I lied. "Let's see if we can find your sister."
We ended up finding her sister in her dorm room. We had to wait for her to come down. I was kind of surprised by how tall she was. She didn't look much older than I was to be honest.
"Luce, what are you doing here?" She asked.
"You're lucky that I still let you call me that." Quinn stated. I kind of wished that she let me call her that when we dated. "So are you still doing cheerleading like you did in middle school?"
So it seemed like she had never had any issues with her weight in this universe. Maybe it had to do with my friendship or something. I still didn't understand how we had been friends for so long.
"That's part of the reason why I needed to talk to you." Quinn stated. "I have something that I need to tell you, but before I do, do you promise not to tell Mom and Dad?"
"What is it?" Frannie asked in concern.
"It's nothing bad." I stated. Well, being pregnant probably wasn't bad.
"Just promise me." Quinn repeated.
"Okay, I promise." Frannie stated.
"I'm pregnant." Quinn declared.
"Oh." Frannie stated. She looked shocked. "Wow."
"Will you please not tell Mom and Dad?" Quinn requested with tears in her eyes. She looked like she needed a hug.
"I promise." Frannie declared. "How did it happen though?"
I kind of wondered what she meant by how. I didn't think she wanted her sister to give her a recap of what happened. I didn't really want to hear about Quinn having sex with someone else. The two of us had had sex with each other when we got back together, but we didn't do it very often. I would never tell Rachel that it was still the best sex that I had ever had.
"There's something else that I want to ask you about." Quinn added. "People at school recently found out that I'm pregnant and I'm not head cheerleader anymore."
"So you're not a cheerleader anymore?" Frannie replied.
"Technically I still am a cheerleader, but I'm not really doing anything anymore." The younger Fabray explained. "Coach said that I'm still on the squad, but I'm not allowed to cheer anymore."
"That doesn't seem like something Coach Sylvester would do." Frannie commented.
"Well it's not her anymore." I stated. "She had a heart attack and she got replaced by a new younger coach that my soccer coach has a crush on."
"She does?" Quinn asked. I supposed that I forgot to tell her about that. "Anyway, I'm trying to show people that I'm still the top dog of the school, but I need a suggestion."
"How about a public display in the middle of the hallway?" Frannie suggested. I had an idea for a performance that we could do.
"Okay." Quinn replied. "So do you want to talk about your engagement at all?"
"I don't." Frannie replied. Something told me that she didn't really want to be engaged. "One more thing. Don't tell Mom and Dad that I'm not a virgin either."
"I won't." Quinn promised. "We should probably get going now."
"Well it was good to see you again, you too Faith." Frannie replied before she gave her sister a hug.
The following day, Quinn and I were in the hallway together. She had a bit of a slutty outfit on, but it went with the theme of the song. I put on the music as she began to sing.
I hate the world today, you're so good to me
I know but I can't change tried to tell you
But you look at me like I'm an angel
Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything all rolled into one
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child I'm a mother
I'm a sinner I'm a saint, I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell I'm your dream, I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
Just when you think you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool you do what you do
And you don't try to save me
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child I'm a mother
I'm a sinner I'm a saint, I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell I'm your dream, I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
I clapped as she completed the song and gave her a hug. Unfortunately, it seemed like it didn't have the intended effect as the two of us were showered in slush. I couldn't help but remember how much it sucked, but above everything else, I felt really angry. I decided to give the perpetrators the finger and that happened to be right as Principal Figgins was walking by.
"Both of you in my office now!" He declared.
"Are you kidding me? Those guys threw drinks at us. Why are we ones in here?" I asked. In fact, we were still covered in it. He could have at least given us the chance to dry off first.
"There are rules at school against making obscene gestures. There are no rules about pouring frozen beverages on people." Principal Figgins declared. I couldn't believe that his priorities were so skewed. "You two must be punished."
"I'm sure that my lawyer will love to hear about how I'm being emotionally distressed at school." Quinn replied.
"On second thought, there will be no punishment." He declared. I supposed that he was afraid of getting sued, even though I wasn't even sure if Quinn had that good of a case. "You will be given a warning and I don't want it to happen again."
From there, the two of us headed to the locker room because we needed to change. I still couldn't believe that he was going to tolerate such blatant bullying. It would be okay for him to suspend the football team. They weren't even that good. There would be no real loss in not having them play. It still didn't make sense to me how they were so popular. Even though it was my second time doing it, I still didn't understand the dynamics of high school. I didn't know if I ever would or if I even wanted to know.
"I'm sorry." I told her after we were done with our showers.
"You know I don't even care how it ended. It felt good to say." She replied. "You know it was only recently that I found out that song wasn't by Alanis Morissette?"
"It's because she was one of the many artists that was trying to imitate Alanis." I explained. "I happen to like it more when artists try to be their own people instead of trying to be like someone else."
"Well I know that there really isn't anyone like you." She stated. "Thanks for doing everything for me. So does Coach Tweedy really like Coach Kiernan?"
"I think so," I replied. "I want to try to set them up."
"I don't think playing matchmaker is a good idea." She replied. "Besides, we don't even know if Coach Kiernan likes girls."
"So do you think we can talk about your sister?" I questioned. "Why doesn't she want to talk about her engagement?"
"I have a theory that it's not really an engagement based on love." Quinn declared. That sounded like it would suck. "Please don't ever let me get into a relationship with someone that I don't love."
"You don't always know if you love someone when you start dating them." I declared. I wished that I had been more patient with her. "I'm sorry Quinn."
"For what?" She asked. I couldn't believe that I just said that out loud. I needed to stop doing that."
"For getting us slushed." I improvised.
Later, at Glee rehearsal, we were performing a number to rehearse for Sectionals. I wasn't sure why we were performing this particular number. It was probably just because it was popular. I knew we would definitely not be singing it at Sectionals because Mr. Schue didn't work like that. The only time we did songs we had done before was the first Sectionals…and he hadn't chosen the set list. I was singing it with Sam.
My eyes are open wide
By the way, I've made it through the day
I watched the world outside
By the way, I'm leaving out today
I just saw Haley's Comet. She waved
Said "Why you always running in place?"
Even the man in the moon disappears
Somewhere in the stratosphere
Tell my mother, tell my father I've done the best I can
To make them realize this is my life I hope you understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance
Here is my chance
This is my chance
Tell my mother, tell my father I've done the best I can
To make them realize this is my life I hope you understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance
So this was a bit of a filler chapter. I decided to introduce Frannie in this chapter. It should be obvious who's playing her based on Quinn's actress. The songs are "All Star" by Smash Mouth, "Bitch" by Meredith Brooks and "Second Chance" by Shinedown. Please don't forget to review.