"Finn! Please stop and talk to me!"
"I don't want to talk to you! Like Rachel, what was that?" The football star stops dead in his tracks and turns to look at Rachel. Luckily the hallways were already emptied so they had privacy to speak. "Is it some trick to make me jealous? You don't have to do that okay, we can get back together."
Rachel scoffs taking a step back, "This is not some ploy. I'm not trying to make you jealous."
"Rach, you aren't gay. You dated me just this summer."
"I'm bisexual Finn. And I'm very aware of our past dating status since it was you who ended the relationship due to me being too annoying and clingy."
"Well yeah… but now I miss you and want to try again. So just stop whatever this is with the new girl."
"Her name is Alex and I will not stop! I like her a lot. I'm going to stay with Alex and I would like you, my friend, to accept it and be happy for me."
Finn shakes his head, "No. I know you love me and I'm going to win you back. You'll see." Finn walks away from the diva leaving her stuck in place. Back in the choir room, everyone was packing up their things.
"So you and Berry are legit?" Puck asks Alex as he swings his book bag over his shoulder.
"Yeah we are." Puck nods as he walks to her.
"If you hurt her, I'll get girls to hurt you. We Jews got each other's back." Alex smiles and nods as he exits the class. Alex gets a few congrats and welcome to the team from Mike, Tina, Mercedes, Sam, and Artie. Kurt walks up to her with his arms crossed and chin held high.
"Rachel is a friend of mine."
Alex raises a brow, this must be Kurt. "I know."
"And I am protective of her. Especially since she falls hard and fast and most people hurt her."
"I know."
"So you know what will happen if you hurt her?"
"I do."
"Good. I like your taste in clothing. Help Rachel with her argyle problem." He gives a nod before walking off. All that remains is Alex and the Unholy Trinity. The brunette looked over to the trio and saw an array of emotions coming from the bleachers. Quinn had a stone cold expression, leaning back in her chair, arms crossed over her chest. Santana matched Quinn's sitting position but was wearing a wide smirk. Brittany sat up straight with a smile on her face waiting for something to happen.
"Where are you from?" Alex looks at Quinn, "New York."
"How did you meet Rachel?"
"She was on vacation with her dads for two weeks in New York."
"Why did you transfer here? For Rachel?" Alex shakes her head, "No. Dad is in the military, we move around a lot."
"You actually into Berry?" Santana asks.
"Yes. I like her a lot… Am I going to have to worry about you three bothering Rachel? I've heard about the Cheerios from her."
Santana stands up and takes steps down the bleachers, "Why? You going to stop us?"
Alex takes a step towards Santana, "Yes." Quinn raises a brow, surprised she was actually challenging Santana. Given by the widened smirk on Santana's face, she knew the Latina liked it. Brittany stands up and skips over to Alex with a smile.
"This year we are going to be nice to Rachel and the Glee club, Quinn ordered it."
Alex smiles at Brittany and leans to the side a bit looking at Quinn, "Why?"
"That's my business." Quinn stands up grabbing her bag. "Welcome to McKinley." She walks past Alex and snaps her fingers so Santana and Brittany will follow her out. Santana grabs her bag and Brittany's pinky.
"Later newbie." They leave Alex alone in the choir room and she just shakes her head with a chuckle. "Interesting group of people."
The first week of school went great for the new McKinley couple. Rachel and Alex walk hand in hand through the hallways each day. Some students were surprised, some simply didn't care. But two in particular were upset and seething all week. It was Tuesday afternoon and lunch had just ended, Alex was at her locker putting away her books since she had a free period. When she closes her locker and turns to walk away, she's met with a sensation she can only compare to falling face first into snow. The purple slushie dripped down her face and a few chuckles were heard. Alex wipes her eyes and sees three Cheerios standing before her with smirks.
"Welcome to McKinley, new girl." They scurry off leaving Alex alone. She sighs, wiping her face more and when she looks up ahead, she spots Quinn down the hall. The HBIC was leaning against the lockers with a small smirk.
"Alex!" Turning around, Alex sees Rachel and Kurt with shocked expressions. "Oh no, I'm so sorry this happened to you. Come, we'll help you get cleaned up." Rachel takes her hand and Kurt follows in tow. Quinn watches as Rachel and Kurt pull Alex into the bathroom. Santana and Brittany join the Head cheerleader and watch Alex enter the bathroom.
"What happened to her?" Santana asks.
"Quinn had a freshman slushie her." Quinn rolls her eyes and starts to walk with them down the hall.
"What happened to not messing with the Glee club members?"
"She's not one of us S. She has to earn that, right now, she's just the new girl."
In the bathroom, Alex hopes on the sink as Rachel pulls out mini towels from her book bag. Kurt pulls out a whole bunch of facial products and sets them up. "It must suck that you guys are prepared for things like this."
Rachel smiles softly as she wets one of the towels and starts to wipe her face. "It is unfortunate but sadly our reality for a long time."
"A shitty one but yeah, our reality." Kurt starts to work on Alex's hair.
"Have you guys ever stood up to them?"
Rachel shakes her head, "It's better if we don't. I can talk to Puck about convincing them to leave you alone."
"No babe, it's okay. I know who ordered it so I'll handle it."
"You know? Who was it?" Rachel stops and looks at Alex with concerned eyes.
"Don't worry about it babe. I've got this. Thank you guys for helping me clean up by the way."
"Any time. If Rachel likes you, then I'll grow to like you. Her taste isn't always the best ya know, but I have a good feeling about you." Kurt smirks as the small Diva places her hands on her hips. "Hey!"
Alex chuckles," Sorry babe, but he's right. Jesse St. James? Even I knew he was bad news before you got to the middle of your story." Rachel pouts and Alex smiles pulling her by her waist to rest between her legs. "Hey, no pouting. I can't resist that pout and you know that."
"No, I will stay pouting. I have excellent taste, I have had lapses of judgment at times. If my taste was so bad, we wouldn't be together."
Alex smiles and leans in pecking her lips gently, "You are absolutely right. Great taste baby."
Rachel smiles wide, wrapping her arms around Alex's neck, "I know. Haven't you realized by now I'm rarely ever wrong?"
"Ha! Now that's funny, Rach." Kurt shakes his head as he starts to pack his belongings. "Now class is going to start soon, let's go."
Both girls nod and gather their things. Majority of the school day was smooth for everyone. Rachel and Kurt were very surprised by the lack of harassment they were experiencing. Actually all of the glee members were surprised. As the final bell rang, Alex decided to make a detour before meeting Rachel at her locker. She spots the Unholy Trinity at Quinn's locker and Alex makes her way over. Alex sees Santana lightly nudge Quinn as she spots her and the blonde turns to see who it was.
Upon seeing Alex, Quinn crosses her arms over her chest and puts on her normal HBIC expression. "What do you want?"
"I know you ordered that slushie earlier."
"And if I did?" Alex steps towards Quinn with a hard stare which Quinn matches. What neither of them notice is Rachel entering the same hallways and watching them with a bit of fear. What was going on between the two? She has never seen Alex upset but Quinn? She knew that expression very well.
"I'm just letting you know, I don't coward away. I'm not going to sit back and take your crap. Don't mess with me Fabray."
"No, it's you who shouldn't mess with me. Rachel may be all over you and want you to be a part of us but that's not happening. She is constantly getting hurt and screwed over by people she gives chances too. Not letting you do the same."
Alex tilts her head a bit, "Speak from experience Fabray?" Quinn steps forward with a growl but Santana places a hand on Quinn's arm stopping her. Alex could tell something was up. She notices Quinn's hazel eyes look over her shoulder and back at her.
"You need a lesson on how things go around here. We run this school and what we say goes. So if we say to slush her, it happens. You need to just sit back, shut up, and accept this is how things go."
"Quinn…" Brittany says low with a small pout present, she didn't like what she knew was about to happen. Alex turns around and comes face to face with a hockey player holding an extra large red slushie. "Sup Freak."
Alex smiles up at him, "If you even lift that hand, I'll make sure you end up on your ass." Santana's eyes go wide, she and Quinn are the only two females who have the guts to threaten the boys of this school. He scoffs and lifts his hand slowly to mock her. Alex quickly snatches the cup and push kicks the jock in the stomach. The air leaves his chest and the force of the kick sends him falling back landing on his ass. Alex crouches down in front of him with a hard look.
"Let your boys know this. If they mess with me, they'll end up like you. I don't care who gives the order." Alex dumps the slushy on his head, sets the cup down beside the shocked jock, and stands facing the trio. Santana was in shock, Brittany was smiling, and Quinn.. She was pissed. "Let me tell YOU how it's going to be Fabray. Glee club, including myself, is off limits. And if you continue, you'll end up like the jock on the floor. I'm not what you are used to." She steps into the blonde's personal space, "I fight back."
Quinn's hands were in such a tight fist that her knuckles were turning white, "Get. Out. Of. My. Face."
Alex smirks and winks at the trio before she turns to leave. She pauses when she sees Rachel watching her and she couldn't tell by her expression what she was feeling. After a moment, Rachel holds out her hand and Alex smiles as she walks to her and takes her hand.
With a timid smile, Alex looks from the floor to Rachel's eyes, "Are you upset? I know you don't like violence…"
Rachel steps closer to her and speaks low for only Alex's ears. "That is true. I do not condone violence of any kind unless absolutely necessary. But what you just displayed… I must say I am highly aroused and if our relationship was at that stage where we'd engage in sexual activity, I'd be rushing to take you home this instant."
Alex's eyes almost bulge out and her mouth opens and closes a few times. She was sure her brain was just short circuited. Rachel just smiles innocently and kisses her cheek. "Let's go, I need your opinion on which solo I should do for Sectionals."
"Babe.. you can't say things like that and expect me to be okay." She groans as Rachel drags her down the hallway. Before exiting the hall, Rachel casts a glance over her shoulder and her eyes connect with Quinn's. The hazel eyes felt different, Rachel couldn't read what was going on but she'd get to the bottom of it soon.
"A competition? Amongst each other?" Mr. Schue was slightly confused by Rachel's suggestion.
"Yes. While I know me doing a solo would easily get us a win at Sectionals–" The other glee members responded as they usually do, eye rolls and scoffs. Alex places her hand on Rachel's thigh giving it a light squeeze to remind her of what they spoke about. Humbleness. Rachel clears her throat and continues, "I think we should utilize other members to show our competitors we are a club to be feared."
"What do you suggest?"
"Well Alex suggested we have a duet battle and the winners will perform a duet at Sections as one of our numbers."
The members instantly got excited at the thought of being the soloist in a performance. Puck was the first to express his excitement, "My boy Finn and I are gonna win this with an awesome Rock N Roll number, you just wait and see." The two jocks high five one another.
"Jones! You Down?" Santana asks with a small smirk.
"Hell yes. Sorry everyone else, but you might as well give up now." Mercedes replies.
"Okay guys I think this is a great idea but then who will get the solo at Sectionals?"
"I think Santana should do it," Rachel says.
All eyes went wide, especially Santana's as they looked over to Rachel. "Is this some joke Berry?"
Rachel shakes her head with a soft smile, "No. Your voice is amazing, powerful, and I think with the song I'm going to suggest, you'd execute it perfectly."
"Uh.. I – thanks. What song? Some Broadway thing?"
"Valerie by Amy Winehouse."
"Heck Yes! Love me some Winehouse. I'm down Mr. Schue, let's do this." Santana smiles wide as she sits back in her seat.
"Okay okay so we have our two performances –"
"One more thing Mr. Schue," Rachel interrupts.
"Yes?"
"I think Mike and Brittany should have a dance solo and be front and center with Santana during her performance."
"Who are you and what have you done to Rachel?" Mike asks in shock, but he wasn't looking at Rachel. He was looking at Alex like she was a wizard from another realm. Rachel leans forward to meet Mike's gaze. "I'll have you know, I'm very much still Rachel. Alex has just allowed me to use either tactics to win competitions and it'll help all of us build our teamwork."
"I get to Dance?" Brittany asks with a smile.
"That's right Brittany. Okay so here is the game plan. Monday's I want us to focus on arrangements and vocals. Wednesday is dedicated to learning Brittany and Mike's choreography. Friday's we will keep for our weekly lessons. Sounds good?" A unanimous yes is heard. Mr. Schue claps his hand with a smile. "Sectionals here we come. Okay, I want to hear these duets on Friday so pick your partner and rehearse. And to be fair Coach Bieste, Ms. Pilsbury, and myself will be the judges. And to add some incentive, winners will also get a paid dinner for two at Breadsticks."
"Oh my god, Breadsticks!?"
"It's on now!"
"I love Breadsticks.."
"I gots to get me some Breadsticks." Santana leans forward to be able to look at everyone in the choir room, "I'm letting ya'll know, I may already have a solo but I ain't going soft for this duet. I will gets my Breadsticks."
"Who died and made you Rachel?" Artie teases with a chuckle. Everyone chuckles a bit, but Santana grills the boy who quickly cowards in his chair.
"I'm just messing wheels, plus if I was Berry, I'd burn that sweater."
"Hey!" Rachel stomps her foot at the comment.
"It has a freaking unicorn on it, Berry, like come on."
"I'm also a unicorn… A bicorn." Glances were sent to Brittany as she continued to look forward to Mr. Schue with an innocent smile.
"Okay.. let the competition begin then!"
After Glee cleared out of the choir room, Quinn, Santana, and Brittany all headed over to Santana's. Santana was looking through the channels on the tv, sitting comfortably on her carpeted floor with her back against the bed frame. Brittany was sitting with her back against the headboard as Quinn laid down with her head in Brittany's lap. Brittany ran her fingers repeatedly through Quinn's hair soothing the blonde.
"Who are you going to sing with Quinn?"
"Sam, why?"
"Ew, you two non-blondes are going to look disgustingly cute. Gross."
Quinn giggles rolling her eyes. "You sure you want to sing with Sam?" Brittany asks, looking down at her friend.
"Who else is there?"
"Rachel!" Brittany says with a large smile. Quinn lifts her head up and gets off the bed. "Berry? You think I want to sing with Berry? Are you- are you–"
"Q!" Santana interrupts the blonde from saying something she knows she'll regret. Quinn takes a breath and smiles at her friend.
"Britt, why would you think that?"
"Cause it's obvious you like her."
Quinn's back goes rigid and eyes slightly widen before it changes to a cold expression, "No I don't."
"Yes," Brittany nods as she kneels on the bed with an innocent smile. "You do, you are acting like San before I gave her sweet lady kisses."
Santana raises a brow as she starts to think about how Quinn is about Rachel. She slowly starts to rise from her feet as her eyes go wide and mouth open, "Holy shit.. Q- she has a point right now."
"I don't!" Quinn raises her voice as she points to Santana, "Stop right now!"
Brittany gets off the bed and smiles softly at Quinn. "You are like me. We are bi corns, but you are trying to hide. You are telling people you are a pony when you aren't. You don't have to lie Quinn. Not with us." Before Quinn can reply, she is engulfed in a hug. Quinn keeps her hands to her sides as she tries to keep her composure. Brittany kisses the side of her head and says, "We love you Lucy Lu." Quinn can no longer keep it together and she hugs Brittany back in a tight embrace as tears start to stain her cheeks. Brittany holds out a hand signaling for Santana to join in. With a roll of her eyes, she gets up and joins in on the group hug.
"It's gonna be okay Q."
Quinn shakes her head that was now buried in Brittany's chest. "No it's not. I can't ever come out to my mom because I'll get kicked out – again. And Rachel… Rachel is now with that girl from freaking New York. It's bullcrap!"
"Is that why you slushied her?" Quinn nods as Brittany soothes her back. "Rachel is probably going to be upset when she finds out." Quinn nods again. "Her hating you won't make it easier for you Q." Quinn shrugs a bit and the three all giggle a bit.
"I think a movie night is in order." Brittany says as she lets Quinn go.
"Great idea Brit Brit, let's go get snacks."
"Yay! Come on Quinn!" Brittany skips out of the room with Santana following behind.
"Yeah, I'll be right there." Quinn goes into the bathroom and washes her face. She looks up into the mirror and sighs. "Damn you Brittany… always so damn smart." Quinn pulls out her cell phone and sends a text. She quickly locks her phone and with a nod, goes downstairs to join her friends.
Looking down at her phone, the tiny diva was frozen. One. Quinn Fabray texted her. Two. Quinn Fabray, head Cheerio, messaged her first. And three. She texted that she's sorry… What was going on? Why was she sorry? Did she do something wrong? And if she did, why would she apologize? She never does.