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Falling Into History	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 14513 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee, I cry about it at night. Oh wow I’m so sorry for the lateness of this update. But I have reasons, or excuses however you want to see. First I had a small family emergency so I didn’t update on time then while I was scrambling around to finish editing chapters two more stories popped in my head. Then I had a small block on this chapter, I’m not completely satisfied with the way it turned out but you let me know what you think. Okay kiddos on with the show.
Chapter Twelve: About the Play
The two weeks flew by for the girls; it was relatively quiet except for the fact they had to sleep in separate beds. Thankfully their punishment has come to an end but not before the girls almost went crazy, also tomorrow was the day for auditions on the play. Rachel's been running around the house like a hobbit on crack getting ready for her solo. Santana and Quinn mostly just stood back and watched her with amusement; if she's like this with a high school production they can only imagine when she's auditions for Broadway. They might have to kick her out of their apartment if she'll always be this hyper.
Currently the former HBICs were lying in Santana's (their) bed listening to Rachel sing 'Somewhere' gearing up for this afternoon. She better be happy that they kind of like a little too sit through the same song all morning, and every time she sang it, it sounded the same, wonderful. That opinion hasn't changed except for the fact that Santana wants to gag her now. By gag her she means use her lips to stop the madness. Quinn was down with that plan, if she gets a turn to make out, I mean gag the tiny diva.
When Rachel finishes the last note, her girlfriends applaud enthusiastically just like the last nine times. Rachel smiles brightly soaking up the praise, she loves the rush she gets. Okay so she's in her room with only her girls in the audience but whatever it still counts.
"How was that?" she bounces on the bed landing in between her girls. "Did you notice the changes I did?"
Of course her girls were kind of stumped, but Quinn tries her best to bullshit her way out of trouble, "Uh yeah you sung that note at the end different, right?"
She holds her breath hoping that was the right answer. Rachel rolls her, "Nope that wasn't right." She slaps them playfully on their firm stomachs.
Quinn grins sheepishly, "Do I get points for trying?"
Santana chuckles, "I mean come on babe, you sounded great like you always do. So we didn't notice the changes…"
Quinn cuts in smiling sweetly, "But you're simply flawless and breathtaking as always."
Santana sits up to kiss her nose, "And beautiful, I was too busy watching you to notice anything else."
Quinn nods, "When you and San are in the room everything else fades away."
Rachel rolls her eyes, "You two are full of it sometimes." She kisses both of their lips before jumping off the bed. "But thank you for listening, Finn never had the patience after the second run through."
Quinn stands up pulling Santana with her, "Meh Finn's an asshole, I thought we already established that. And he doesn't know a good thing when he has it so he's an idiot as well." She walks to the door still holding Santana's hand. Santana reaches back grabbing Rachel's hand when the past her.
"Come on baby we're not leaving you behind," she says playfully. "Mami and Papi want to get some sleep today."
Rachel laughs smacking her arm, "Shut it Satan! I'll have you know that Mami and Papi love my singing."
Hector sneaks up behind the trio, "Yes mija we love your sing but not when we just got out of a long surgery." Santana laughs pumping their hands in the air, "So please, please go to school and take the hyena with you."
Santana mock glares, "Okay Papi I see where your loyalty lies but remember that we it's time for me to distract Mami when you want to sneak out to go hunting."
Hector grins, "I have two other daughters in the house, mija."
Santana sticks out her tongue, "Come on babes, lets the old man sleep he needs all his rest." She tugs her girls after her.
Rachel and Quinn chuckle waving to the older Latino, "I'll remember that San, you have to come home sometime."
Santana laughs as they disappear around the corner, "See what I mean by old age, I live here Papi."
Hector laughs going his room, joining his already sleeping wife. He groans wrapping his arms around his love, plotting on how to get even with Santana about that old comment.
The trio arrives in school with plenty of time to spare but before they leave the car Rachel stops them. She runs a hand through her hair nervously, "Uh I think we need to talk about what the guys have been doing to the Gleeks."
Her girls turn around giving her full attention, "You want them to stop, right?"
Rachel gives her a tiny smile, "Yes San, I think they had enough. It's been two weeks so I think they get the point. Plus Brittany hasn't rejoined the cheerios, which is what I thought she would do after Artie came clean." She sighs shaking her head, "I think you need to speak to her as well San. You too Quinn, you both were her only real friends. It's about time to close that chapter of your life finally."
Santana clinches her jaw looking away, "Unless it's not closed and you still want to be with her."
Quinn swallows nervous at what her answer will be, "No I'm over her babe, I'm just not ready to forgive her yet." She looks back at Rachel sadness clear in her eyes, "I spent a lot of time thinking about our time together and I realized she played me most of the time."
She grabs Quinn's hand, "I also realized she did whatever she could to come between me and Quinn. And you do understand the fact that she's the reason I threw that first slushie?"
Rachel shrugs scooting up closer to her girls kissing Santana's forehead, "If I managed to forgive you and Quinn and still be in a relationship with both of you, what makes you think I haven't already forgiven Brittany?" She rest their heads together, "I think you need to forgive her to actually move on. We don't need a cloud over our head for the rest of lives."
Santana nods closing her eyes, "I can't say that I'll be able to be her friend again anytime soon but I promise to start forgiving her but not for her. But for you and Quinn because you deserve a relationship with no excess baggage and the two of us deserve closure."
Quinn smiles wrapping her arms around them, "With the exception of Finn and Mercedes, I think everyone learned their lessons. So I'll talk to Puck and Sam about calling off the dogs but unfortunately for Finn I can't do much for him."
Rachel smirks, "Yes he pissed off to many people for us to be able to help him, but if the Gleeks back off maybe the rest of the jocks will to."
Santana kisses her nose before pulling away, "You're too forgiving sometimes, but it's a good thing you are or else me and Q wouldn't have had a chance with you." She turns her head and kisses Quinn's cheek, "But then again we be some hot bitches, you wouldn't have stood a chance at resisting our hotness."
Quinn rolls her eyes grinning, "Yup Rae, I saw you when we were on the cheerios drooling over our legs. Or was it our asses?"
Rachel winks playfully before exiting the car, "I do have eyes Quinn, any sane person could see that you two were the hottest cheerios ever. And of course I've never been completely straight, girls."
Her girls laugh delighted as they follow her out of the car, "Damn straight Tiny!" Santana throws an arm around each of her girls still feeling like a pimp as they walked through the hall. She's never felt this happy and carefree before, all the uncertainty she had when being with Brittany disappeared. She didn't have to pretend like she did with all the guys she was with and the best part her girls didn't think any less of her.
They walk into the choir room and Shelby was already in shuffling around paperwork. Her girls take their seat while she approaches her Mom, she looks around making sure that no one was lurking behind them, "Good morning Mom, how was your evening?"
Shelby looks up grinning; she spent so much time in the last couple of months agonizing over whether or not it was a good idea to come into her daughter's life. Whether or not she actually wanted her here, but she is here and her daughter does want her. This is the happiest she's been since the first time she held Rachel in her arms, "Yes sweetie I had a lovely night. Holly, Shannon and I have been trying to come up with a director for the play and all that." She smirks, "And don't ask me who we'd like to have as the leads, you'll have to wait like everyone else."
Rachel pouts playfully, "Whatever Mom you know that I'm the best person for the female lead." She winks at her girls, "Unless San or Quinn wants to audition but I'll give them a run for their money."
An obnoxious voice sounds behind her, "You don't stop do you Berry? You have to suck up before an audition. Are you afraid that you're not good enough to beat me fair and square?"
Rachel groans inwardly while she adopts her show face before turning around, "In case you've forgotten Mercedes, I won the solo for sectionals fair and square. While you choked, so please continue talking and make you're seem like a bigger idiot."
Shelby clears her throat, "That's enough Rachel; we had this talked plenty of times in the past about respecting your team mates. And Mercedes, it doesn't matter who sucks to me if they're not the best than they won't get the lead."
Mercedes rolls her eyes not believing a word that she says. This teacher is way too pro Man Hands for there not to be something going on, she just doesn't know what. But give her time though and she'll figure it out. "Yes Ms. Corcoran," she mumbles turning to go to her seat but not before giving Rachel one last glare.
Rachel shrugs to her Mom, she doesn't know what she did to make Mercedes hate her so much but it's obvious that whatever it was, it was major. "I'll take my seat Ms. Corcoran I wouldn't want anyone else to think that I'm sucking up by simply being polite."
Shelby gives her a look that says to behave but Rachel grins back unrepentantly and walks to her girls. Santana chuckles whispering, "You're a bad girl, Rae."
Rachel grin widens and gives her a saucy wink, "I've been hanging around you and Puck too much babe."
Santana gives her a look of mock indignation, but Rachel and Quinn see right through her, "I'll have you know Rachel Berry I'm a very good example," she lowers her voice to that raspy drawl that sends shivers up her girls' spines, "at being very, very bad.
She sits back with a very satisfied smirk when Quinn lets out a low moan and Rachel looks at her with a dazed expression. "Hmm see I'm very good at being bad," Santana taunts.
Quinn shakes her head shifting slightly to relieve some pressure that uh came up. Rachel on the other hand had to blink her eyes to make the images that popped in head disappear. Rachel mumbles, "You're so evil Satan."
Quinn just hums in agreement still lost in her happy place. Santana blushes slightly loving the effect she has on her girls but none of the pressure of actually having to put out. It was very nice to just be able to tease and have fun with her partners. Quinn finally returning to earth gives Santana a sicken lovey dovey look that has Puck rolling on the floor.
Quinn pouts at him muttering, "When the hell did you get here Puckerman?"
Puck leers at the former blonde, "Around the time Santana broke you and Rachel."
Quinn rolls her eyes, "San didn't break me, she just uh gave me a very interesting visual."
Rachel clears her throat but still sounds hoarse, "That's correct Quinn, I had an interesting visual as well."
Puck snickers, "I taught my home girl everything she knows."
Santana scoffs, "Actually I schooled you on how to be a badass, Puck."
They debated playfully until the bell rang signaling the start of the day. Shelby still standing by the piano clears her throat calling for attention, "Hey guys quiet down, I have some announcements to make." She pauses, waiting for the teenagers to give her their full attention, "Okay I just wanted to let you all know that Glee will be cancelled today because of auditions after school. To make things fair I will not have a say on who is cast, just in case anyone has ideas that I'm playing favorites." She looked directly at Mercedes when she said this, "Also since almost everyone," again she stares at Mercedes than Finn, "is doing real well with the new chorography I decided to cut the morning practices."
She pauses smiling in amusement when her Gleeks cheered, Puck being the loudest, "I thought you'd like that, but just because I'm cutting one of our practices doesn't mean you get to slack off. But I'm very proud of the progress you've made. For those of you that audition and get into the play, please make sure you thank Ms. Holliday. She decided to have light rehearsals until after sectionals."
Mercedes raises her hand, "What do you mean by light rehearsals, Ms. Corcoran?"
"I mean that she will only have rehearsals on Tuesdays and Thursdays after school until after sectionals," Shelby smiles. "Which is very generous on her part, don't you think?"
Once again the bell rings signally the end of homeroom, "Okay guys for those of you auditioning I'll see you after school, and those you that aren't than I'll see you Monday."
Shelby hangs back waiting for the room to clear out, the trio noticed this so they waved their friends to go without them. Shelby closes the door and locks it she turns resting on the door, "Okay girls I'm a little concerned, about these pranks that have been happening mysteriously to the more annoying members of Glee."
Rachel nods, "Yes I've notice that as well, please don't ask me who but we plan on discussing it with them later today."
Shelby nods, "Fine I'll let you handle it but please take care of it soon before they got to Figgins and blame it all on you." She smiles leaning forward, "Although just between us, they deserve it and that's the Mom in me talking. But the teacher thinks they've had enough, okay?"
Santana shrugs, "Course Mom, we'll curb it as much as we can the only thing we're not going to be able to guarantee is that Finn will be left alone." Shelby still wants to grin like a kid on Christmas every time one of the girls calls her Mom.
"Yeah Mom he kind of crossed a lot of people, so it's not just whoever, doing it but the jocks as well," Quinn pipes in.
Shelby grins reminding the girls of Rachel's sheepish grin, "I figured that much so just do what you can. You three finally got off punishment so please don't get in trouble again."
Santana grins mischievously, "I make no promises, but I promise to try and keep Rachel out of trouble since she's the rebel here."
Rachel looks at her in mock shock, "Honestly Mom I don't know what they're talking about, since I'm the good one in this relationship."
Shelby laughs, "As much as I love you oh daughter of mine, I somehow doubt that either of you are the good one." She winks at the former blonde, "Quinn is."
Quinn laughs, "See babes, even your mother knows that you two are a bad influence on me."
Her girls scowl each fighting a smile, "Whatever Biker Barbie, who's the one with tattoos and piercings?"
Quinn just grinned, "But you like my tattoos babe."
"And on that note I'm leaving because I really don't want to see this weird lesbian mating, courting ritual of yours," Shelby smirks. "I like my sanity intact." She picks up her things and left a giggling trio behind her.
Quinn smiles lopsided at her girls, "Weird lesbian mating ritual, huh? Well then let's go do our mating rituals in class." She holds out her arms for the brunettes to hold, they each looped their arms around Quinn's and walked happily to class.

After third period Santana sadly said goodbye to her girlfriends, but she brightened up when they made plans to meet up during lunch. The Latina whistled happily until she spotted the other blonde in her life. This Brittany was only a shadow of her former self and it made Santana slightly ill. The girl wore sweat pants and a baggy shirt instead of her cheerios uniform, her hair was a mess but it was her eyes that broke Santana's heart a little. It looks like she hasn't slept in days, Okay deep breathe Lopez you promised your girls Santana thinks. She shots her girls a quick text to let them know what she was about to do. Santana squares her shoulders and walks in a determined strut to Brittany.
"Hey Britts," she taps on the blonde's shoulder.
For a minute Santana thought that Brittany was going to break out in her usual smile but it fizzled out before it could fully bloom. Brittany answers in a rather disturbing monotone voice, "Oh hey Santi." She closes her locker hugging her books close to her chest, "Is there something I can help you with?"
"Yeah B we need to talk," the Latina says solemnly.
Brittany leans her head back on the locker, "If you're about to tear into me Santi then please save it, I had enough the last couple of weeks."
"That's not it B. I swear," Santana gives her a winning smile.
Brittany sighs nodding, she knows that this talk is long overdue but it doesn't mean that she wants to have it. "Fine but the first time you try and make out with me Santi, I'm walking away," she jokes halfheartedly, wishing that is was about that about Santana forgiving her so they can be together again. But she's not stupid enough to believe she's has a second, fourth or was it fifth chance with her.
Santana gives her a look of mock indignation, "I'll have you know that no one walks away from this," she gestures to her body, "unless their either blind or a gay guy. Even then I've been known to make them question their choices."
Brittany laughs softly bumping their hips together as they walk toward the locker rooms. Santana smiles feeling like old times when everything use to be so good between them. Brittany holds the door open for Santana before going in, now that they were here Santana doesn't know where to start.
Santana sits across from suddenly feeling speechless, "Well wow I don't even know where to start now."
Brittany gives her a half grin, she always liked the shy Santana, it was rare and not everyone got to see it. "Okay San I'll start since you seem to have forgotten how to speak," Brittany teases. Santana flips her off smiling as well, "Okay I'm an asshole, I figured that out all by myself." She looks away shame written all over her face, "Not only was I'm an asshole but a selfish bitch as well."
Santana clears her throat she didn't expect Brittany to come admit to that so easily, "Yes you were and I'd like to know why. But I was an insecure bitch that hid behind everyone, so you aren't the only one at fault here."
"But I used every insecurity you had and played it to my advantage. And I'm sorry, so very sorry I don't even know why I did half the things I did. I wish I can take everything back and just be us again before I made us do that stupid shit with the guys and Rachel and Quinn."
Santana leans forward an earnest expression on her face, "Why did you do it B? I didn't want anyone else but you, if you hadn't done that with Artie I'd still be with you. I would have been there forever if you'd let me."
Brittany swallows over the lump in her throat, "This is going to sound lame and stupid, but I wanted you to prove how much you loved me. I wanted to see how far you'd go," she shrugs helplessly, "I'm a spoiled selfish brat, I know it doesn't make it any better but that's how my parents raised me." She lowers her eyes, "I got everything I wanted it doesn't matter what they had to do to get it, but they did it. I remember one time before we moved here, there was this girl in my dance class that got the lead in this recital we were doing. So I cried my to parents about it, the next class I found out the girl was kicked out of class."
Santana tilts her head, "Why? I mean what did she do?"
"She didn't do anything but my father made it seem like she stole something out of the instructor's desk. My father said I was his princess and I deserved to get everything I wanted and it didn't matter who it hurts. So after a while it became normal to just hurt everyone to get what I wanted." She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, "In school I didn't even have to try because my mother made sure I passed every subject."
Santana rest her head on her hands trying to digest this new information, she didn't recognize the girl Brittany described, "What about me? When did you decide it was okay to screw with my life and emotions?"
Brittany looks up the tears in her eyes remained unshed, stingy, "The first time I saw you I was in awe you were, are the most beautiful girl I ever seen. I fell for you right there at my locker and I just knew I had to have you at any cost. So I walked up to you and that started are friendship, but then when I realized that you and Quinn were a package deal I got jealous so I tried to drive a wedge between you two."
Santana clinches her jaw, Quinn was right the whole time, "It took me losing everything to realize how wrong and stupid I was and how alone I really am. I had no one left after you left and I dumped Artie not even the cheerios, girls I've known since we started didn't want to be seen with me. I don't expect you or Quinn or even Rachel to ever forgive me but I want you to know that I'm going to try anyways."
She looks down again, "I don't expect it to be easy either but I promise that you won't be hurt by me again."
Santana stands up pacing furiously, "Was any of it ever real? Was I just some stupid idiot for you to play with?"
"Everything I felt for you is real," she swallows thickly, "it's the only thing I ever had that was real. I wanted you at all cost even if I had to drive away everyone you loved. But it was real and I never thought you were an idiot, I'm the idiot." She sobs brokenly, "And I'm not going to stand in the way or try to destroy what you have with Quinn and Rachel."
Santana stops pacing her eyes widening, "How did you know about that?"
"I know how you look when you're in love Santi," she tells her softly, "you used to look at me the same way. But I don't think I ever seen you so calm or content before. So even if I hadn't screwed up with Artie this summer, you wouldn't have been with me forever. We weren't meant to be a forever thing, but I think you three are."
Santana face turns dreamy when she starts thinking about her girls, it was bittersweet for Brittany to see it but it cemented everything that was in her head, "There's that look I was talking about Santi, you never had that look with me."
Santana shakes away her girlfriend induced daze, "How do you expect me trust you with this Britts? How do I know that you're not going to turn around and use my relationship to hurt my girls? How do expect me to trust you with my girls?"
"I don't expect anything San because I don't deserve it, at least not yet," Brittany tells her candidly. "I haven't earned it, but I'm asking you to let me try."
Santana makes a sour face, "My damn hobbit has rubbed off on me, freaking most forgiving person ever." She looks at Brittany seriously, "I don't forgive you." She watches Brittany's face crumble but she nods understanding, "You didn't let me finish, I don't forgive you at least not yet. I need time, you need time and my girls need time. You played a lot of people Brittany not just us so you have your work cut out for you."
Brittany smiles timidly, "So I get a millionth chance then?"
Santana smile just as timid, "I don't know if u have it in me to give you a million and one, so don't screw up please."
Brittany nods feeling happier than she's been in a long time, "I won't need it but thank you." She smiles at her feeling shy now, "I missed you and I don't mean I missed my girlfriend Santana, which I do but I missed my friend Santana just a little more."
Santana sit its down, "I missed my friend too and I missed you too Britts." She takes a deep breath, "It's my turn to apologize now, I'm sorry for the things certain people did for me and my girls. We didn't ask them too…"
"I believe you San, you're a lot of things but not sneaky. If you were going to get even with me it would be more direct," she smirks. "Like with that guy Joe and Artie."
Santana smiles sheepishly, "You heard about that?"
"Jewfro put it on his blog," she laughs.
"That's one creepy dude," Santana laughs.
"And you don't need to apologize to me San, it was the wakeup call I need," she leans over feeling a bit mischievously, "So tell me who's a better kisser Q or Rachel?"
Santana blushes faintly, "Uh I plead the fifth because if I answer that they might kill me."
Brittany chuckles, "Fine I'll let you off the hook with that one. It's probably too soon for me to hear the details anyway. But I'm happy for you, even though you're not with me I can see that you're happy."
Santana reaches out to squeeze her hand, "I was happy with you Britts, even when things where crazy I was. I know not everything was a lie but not everything was true. With my girls I don't have to worry about being anyone other than me."
"And they don't make you jump through hoops to prove yourself," Brittany cuts in. "I uh this is so hard I love you but I'm, I have to let you go right?" She stands up abruptly, "I have to go I can't do this right now." She kisses the top of Santana's head, "I'm sorry San just be happy okay and I'll leave you alone."
Santana stops her by holding the taller girl from behind and that did it for Brittany. She broke down sobbing sinking onto the floor dragging Santana down with her, "Shh its okay B, I got you."
The taller blonde turns her head and buries her face into Santana's neck. The Latina holds her tight, feeling all the tension loosen; now she knows so now she can really move on. She runs her hands through her blonde hair cooing softly.
When Brittany finally calmed down and lets out a small watery laugh, "I never thought you'd be the one to comfort me again, Santi."
"B I loved you since I meet you. You're a part of me whether I want you to be or not," Santana chuckles into her hair. "They say you forgot your first love right? I may not have forgiven you yet, but like I said Rae has been rubbing off on me or something."
Brittany slaps her on the arm weakly, "Rachel's good for you and Quinn, even I can see that. She gives you something I never did," she lifts her head to stare at her in the eyes, "peace."
Santana smiles softly, "They both do, but I don't like hurting you or hurting my girls." She sighs deeply, "Give me time to get everything straight in my head and you need to work on forgiving yourself. You did some pretty fucked up things to a lot of people, so need to get them to forgive you."
Brittany untangles herself and stands up whipping her nose, "Yeah I know, especially Quinn and Rachel. I mean all four of us could have been epic in this school cuz we're all like hot."
Santana stands up smirking, "Don't do that."
"Do what?"
"Play at being stupid," Santana whips off her jeans. "Because we both know you're not. I'm as much to blame in all this as you, I let you get away with crap because I didn't want to piss you off. I let you get away with playing dumb because I didn't want to push you away. So that shit stops right now, Brittany S. Pierce you're going to get your shit together because yes you are going to be epic." She smile cocky, "You're going to take the dance world by storm like Rae gonna drop a bomb on Broadway. And Quinn she's gonna be a bad ass photographer or whatever the hell she wants."
Brittany laughs, "And what about you and the rest of the Gleeks?"
Santana shrugs, "I'm gonna be everyone's manager slash lawyer and rock a power suit." She grins lecherously, "Cuz I'm that hot, as the rest of the Gleeks they'll be fucking awesome. Expect for Finnsufficient and Mercedes they'll fucking Lima Losers until the day they die." She pauses, "Kurt and Artie well the jury still out on those douches."
Brittany laughs delighted, "I'm glad to see that those two haven't domesticated you just yet."
"Pff bitch please," She grins, "okay maybe I'm a little whipped but so fucking what. I'm still Santana Fucking Lopez."
Brittany sniffles, "Yah you are."
"Alright enough with this touchy feely shit, those girls make me in touch with my inner vagina and sometimes it's disturbing. You need to get your ass back in cheerios and drop kick those bitches into next week. Then you need to help twinkle toes get the others to understand the choreography."
Brittany makes a face, "I don't even know if Coach wants me back after I went all AWOL on her."
Santana pushes her toward the door, "Coach isn't stupid, she knows you're the best chance to get another national's. Without you she's kinda screwed and not in a fun sexy times kinda way."
The girls laugh and joke on the way to lunch, no not everything's settled but for now it's back on track. Sue came out from her hiding spot smirking "Now I can get my Unholy Trinity back and snag a hobbit." She rubs her hands gleefully, "That trophy is coming back home."

Rachel paced nervously backstage before her turn to audition. She knows she's meant for this part it was made for her. She feels two pairs of arms wrap around her instantly calming her, "You got this in the bag babe." Santana raspy voice washes over her causing shivers up her spine.
"Yeah Rae, Maria's yours no one else will be able to do it justice," she bites back a moan when Quinn's husky voice tickles her ear.
She sighs leaning her head on Quinn's shoulder, "You think so?"
"Babe we know so," Santana tells her smirking. "This is yours so go sing your pretty little ass off and then we'll go celebrate."
Mercedes of course has ruin the moment, "Don't count on it Berry, you may have Ms. Corcoran acting like your bitch but Ms. Holliday plays fair." She smirks, "And doesn't play favorites, so go take your little fan club of two and bounce unless you really want to embarrass yourself."
Santana opens her mouth ready to tear into the black diva, but Quinn beats her to it, "When did you become so bitter 'Cedes? I mean you weren't a peach to hang around with before, but now you're worse than Finn." She untangles herself from her girls, "I hate to break it to you 'Cedes but when you're working at Wal-Mart, Rachel's going to be sell out shows in Broadway. When you're old and alone talking to your cat, Rachel's going to be surrounded by people who love her."
She walks toward the furious girl unaffected, "So get it through you're little brain that you," she waves her finger in Mercedes face, "are not better than Rachel." She smirks evilly, "Do you know why? No I'll tell you because you are not that good." She smiles backing way slowly, "You may like to think that you're the next Beyoncé but fuck girl you're not even close."
Mercedes glares, "So this new nice girl thing you got going is bullshit?"
Quinn shrugs, "I never claimed to be good or nice, I'm still Quinn Fucking Fabray and I'm only nice to people I like." She makes a shooing gesture, "Now go it's your turn. Oh and try not to completely choke again."
Santana laughs from her very comfortable position behind Rachel. Her chin rested on the smaller diva's shoulder saying sweetly, "Break a leg dear."
Rachel huffs trying very hard to be upset with Quinn, but she has admit it was rather thrilling when she goes all HBIC on a bitch especially when she's not turning all that hot venom on her. She clears her throat, "Thank you for that Quinn, but it wasn't necessary. Mercedes was just being Mercedes, bitter."
Quinn grins lopsidedly, "Babe it was completely necessary, just think of this as repaying a debt to my awesome girl for defending me when she went all crazy on me. Plus you two got detention for like ever because of that." She points to herself, "Me, all I did was point out the truth."
Santana nods feeling too comfortable to move, "Preach girlfriend, you should listen to your other third (?)," she shrugs dismissively, "Rae because it's our job to defend you. It's in the handbook and everything."
Rachel leans back smiling, "What handbook? I never read any handbook. Where's my copy?"
Santana nuzzles her neck, "If you're good I'll lend you my copy babe."
Quinn smiles resting her forehead, listening to Mercedes finis her audition, "That's your queue Broadway; go make them fall in love with you." She kisses her cheek softly, "Break their legs baby."
Santana kisses her neck, "Or you know we can do that for you."
Rachel chuckles detangling herself, "You're supposed to tell me to break a leg, not go break someone else's."
Santana pouts when her diva moves away from her so she latches onto her favorite former blonde perching her chin on the taller girl, "But babe I like your legs the way they are, so break someone else's. Or we can break someone's nose if you prefer."
Rachel laughs walking way, "No breaking anything girls, I'll be right back"
The two former HBICs stood in awe as their girl nail the audition with her version of 'Somewhere.' They clapped and cheered while Rachel bowed and blushes demurely. She soaked up the applause, relishing in the fact the she'll be getting more of this at Broadway.
When she walks backstage she's engulfed in a big bear hug from Santana, "You killed it babe!"
Quinn smiles taking the diva in her arms hugging her just as tight, "You were awesome superstar!" She kisses her cheek, "Let's go celebrate." Quinn sets Rachel down on her feet gently, looping their arms together. Santana takes Quinn's unoccupied hand as they walk off the stage.

The weekend flew left Rachel feeling very bored and anxious. Anxious because she was dying to know if she got the part, despite her girls telling her that she nailed the audition she knows that Mercedes did as well. She was bored because her girls left her to work on their projects this weekend. They needed to turn something in by next week if they wanted credit for this grading period.
She knew that their projects were important to them but that didn't mean she missed them any less. She stretches like a lazy cat pouting at being alone in bed, "Where did my girlfriends go?" She swings her onto the floor, today was the day that learn who got the leads.
She looks up at the door when she hears giggling on the other side of the door. Her smile widens when her girls walk in and Quinn was carrying a tray.
Santana looks at her smiling, "Hey babe, looky who I caught." She kisses Quinn's temple then jumps in bed next to Rachel.
Quinn blushes prettily shuffling from one foot to another, "Uh surprise!" Her smiles widen, "I knew you were both nervous about the posting for the play, so I thought breakfast in bed would be a nice treat." She ducks her head nervously, "So uh surprised."
Santana grins, she woke ten minutes ago minus one warm body so she decided to go find her wayward girlfriend. She was very happy to see Quinn walking her way with a tray of their favorite foods. She pats the space beside her, "Come on babe, let's get our eats on."
Rachel grins holding out her arms, "Yes Quinn, it smells delicious."
Quinn blush deepens as she shuffles to sit with her girls, "I made vegan blueberry pancakes and fruit salad for our diva, and for San and I chocolate chip pancakes with some harsh browns, eggs and bacon." She kisses Rachel's cheek, "There's also some vegan egg and bacon for you babe."
Santana pouts playfully, "What if I want some fruit salad too?"
Rachel smirks digging into the pancakes, "Then I want some hash browns." She moans when the taste hit her taste buds, "Oh my god, Quinn why haven't you ever cooked for us before?"
Santana quirks a brow taking a bit of her own, at the first taste she moans just as loud as Rachel, "Holy shit Q this is like an orgasm in my freaking mouth!"
Quinn blushes ducking her head whispering, "Oh my god!"
Rachel groans stuffing her mouth with more food, "Its settled baby when we move to New York you're doing all the cooking. Why haven't you cooked before? I'm telling you baby you're in trouble for keeping this skill from us."
Santana closes her eyes in bliss, "I'll be your slave forever if you cook like this all the fucking time!"
Lupe pokes her head into the room smirking, "I don't need to hear things like that mija. So please for all of your parents sanity refrain from talking like that if we're in the house."
Santana just grins, "But seriously Mami you need to taste this, it's so freaking good!"
Quinn lips turn up in a small smile feeling immensely proud with herself as she eats her own food. Lupe rolls her eyes walking toward Santana, her daughter smiles giving her a forkful to taste. She chews slowly biting back a moan knowing that it wouldn't be very appropriate.
"Holy shit Quinnie this is sooooo good," Lupe steals another bite of her daughter's breakfast. "The ban on you being in my kitchen is officially lifted if you cook every meal like this."
Quinn sticks her tongue out at Santana while she pouts pitifully, "What about me Mami? Am I still banned?"
Lupe pierces her lips thinking, "It depends," Santana tilts her head her cheeks puffed out, "if my darling daughter gives me her food."
Santana scowls covering her plate almost growling at her mother, "Nuh uh I'll stay banned from the kitchen."
Quinn laughs at her girlfriend childishness, "Mami there's still some left over for you and Papi, I made extra."
Lupe smiles and kisses the top of her head, "That's my girl, Santana you should learn how to cook as good as your girlfriend than maybe you wouldn't be banned anymore."
Santana pouts nibbling on her pancake, "That's not fair Mami," she grumbled low.
Lupe smiles and shrugs as she swipes another piece of bacon before running to the kitchen. Quinn smiles timidly, "Are you sure the foods okay?"
Santana winks, "It's the best thing I've had in my mouth in a while…"
Little Q stirred with the image her evil girlfriend just put in her head, "Not cool Satan." Santana smirks at a dazed Rachel and continues to eat happily. Rachel snaps out of her daze after a moment, blushing profusely as she eats her very sweet surprise breakfast in bed.

The trio walked in school engrossed on the conversation they're having with each other they missed an old familiar face glaring to them from across the parking lot. Rachel wanted to have the best seat when her mother announced the new leads of the play. Quinn watched her girlfriends with an indulgent smile on her face. She wasn't stressed like the other two girls because she didn't audition this year. Quinn had enough on her plate with her senior project and Glee, so she didn't feel the need to add more to her plate.
Even though Santana didn't want to admit she wanted this part, it wasn't the lead but it was a damn good part. One that she can look back too years from now and say to anyone that would listens the she shared the stage with the awesome Rachel Berry. But not only that she thinks it would be pretty fucking awesome to be on stage. They all got a small taste last year with the Rocky Horror even though they didn't get to perform it in front of an audience.
Rachel bounces nervously on her seat, her body vibrating in anticipation. She glared at the clock willing her mother to hurry into the room.
Shelby walks in lethargy pace smirking at her daughter, who she can see is practically frothing at the mouth to know what the verdict was, "How was everyone's weekend?"
Rachel groans ready to kill her mother at this moment. Shelby stands at the piano shuffling around paper, "Anyone? No response…hmm maybe I shouldn't put up this paper if you guys are going to be so rude."
All at the once the kids started speaking over each other while Shelby laughed lightly at her kids enthusiasm, "Okay, okay I get it." She holds the paper to her chest smirking, "Give me until the count of three before you guys try to run me over okay?" She places the paper on the desk eyeing the over excited kids, she walks away as fast as her six inch heels allowed her.
Rachel wanted to be the first person to reach the paper but Quinn held both her girls back so their tiny ass wouldn't get trampled on. Rachel gives her a wide eye pout that Santana copied to perfection. She says letting them go because those damn pouts should be considered illegal.
They duck under the taller kids arms, bobbed and weaved their way to the piano. Santana decided to play dirty and stomp on Sam's feet with one of her heels. The blonde boy yelp hopping away cradling his injured toes. She leveled Puck and Mike with a fierce glare causing them to back away slowly. Finally she turned to Tina who just smirked and handed Rachel the list.
Rachel smiles demurely before reading the list she blows Santana a discreet kiss. "Okay listen up people," Rachel says after the noise quieted down she smiles, "Thank you there's some people here that are from drama class so I'll skip over them: up first we have Riff played by our very own Samuel." She pauses over Puck's loud whistle as he hoisted Sam up in the air. "Next Tony will be played by the talented Jesse." Mercedes scoffed grumbling under breathe, "Uh the rest of the jets are guys from drama. Okay then, wow congratulations Brittany you'll be playing Graziella. Nice I didn't even know you auditioned."
Santana gives the other girl a smile, while she ducked her head smiling proud of herself, "It was a last minute thing."
Rachel smiles winking, "You'll be awesome I know it. Okay Sugar will be playing Velma, very good. Our Sharks will be Puck as Bernardo, Blaine as Chino and Mike as Pepe." She smiles at the boys who were playfully taunting their 'Jets' counterparts. "Okay here we go Santana will be playing Anita, Tina will be Consuela and congrats Mercedes."
The black diva smirks, "I'm the lead?"
Rachel shakes her head, "No I am but you're playing Teresita." Santana and Quinn cheer louder than the rest of their friends taking turns spinning the shorter brunette around.
Mercedes growls yanking the paper from her hands, she reads over the list again sure enough Rachel won again. She balls the paper up about to throw it in her face but she had second thoughts and tossed it on the floor. She pushed people out of her way stomping to her seat.
Kurt wanted to follow but her didn't hear his name, so he walks up to Rachel after Santana finally sat her down, he tentatively asks, "Uh Rachel did I get a part?"
Rachel smooth's down her skirt feeling very dizzy, "Yes you did Kurt I'm sorry I forgot about you but you're playing Officer Krupke, a very good part."
Kurt nods sitting next to his friend feeling very dejected; he wasn't expecting to get the part of Tony since Coach Beiste all but said he wasn't manly enough for the part. It still stung all the same though.
Shelby walks to the center of the room where the three girls where standing. She clears her throat calling for everyone's attention, "Okay just a few more things before we're dismissed Quinn I would like you to be the set designer." The former blonde shrugs. She wasn't planning on being in the play but at least this way she can spend more time with her girls. "Artie, I would like you to be in charge of lighting and Finn will be your assistant."
Chewbacca glares at the group before stomping his snowshoes out the door. Shelby winks at Rachel and her girls, "Okay and Lauren, do you think you would like to direct for us?"
Lauren looks up from her half eaten Snickers bar, "Who me? Are you serious Ms. C?"
"Of course Lauren Ms. Holliday, Coach and I all thought you would be the best possible choice," Shelby smiles at the shocked girl. "And as a bonus for us you have the most experience."
Lauren still dazed nods, "Yea sure Ms. C that would be cool." Puck gives her a fist and patting her back.
The rest of the Gleeks stand around congratulating each when a familiar and unwelcomed voice, "I wouldn't be happy guys," the group turns around in shock their jaws fell to the floor.
Rachel was the first to recover, "Uh Mr. Schue, when did you come back?"
The curly haired man shrugs his shoulders burying his hands deep in his pockets, "I'm not really back Berry because I had a meeting today and guess what?" he spits bitterly, "I've been fired thanks to you and Santana."
Shelby growls stepping in front of her daughters, "If you're not a teacher nor a parent than I suggest you leave William."
Schue dodges her hands, "Speaking of being a parent, does the club minus Finn since I saw him leave, but do they know that you're Rachel's bio Mom? I mean talking about playing favorites, the solo and the female lead."
Shelby tightens her jaw, "I didn't play favorites William, unlike you I can keep an open mind about these things, and I can do what's best for the club without my own prejudice clouding my judgment."
Schuester smirks evilly, "Are you sure about that Shel?"
She narrows her eyes glaring a very good impersonation of Quinn's death glare, "Yes I can, if I couldn't than Mercedes, Kurt, Finn, Artie and Brittany would have been tossed out before I finished the first meeting."
Santana reaches down to hold Rachel's hand while Quinn takes the other. Schuester shrugs, "Whatever I don't believe you and neither should these kids, but like I said when I walked in I wouldn't be too happy about the play." He smirks evilly again, "Since I'm no longer a teacher here than I'm taking all the sponsors that I brought to the play and Glee. So good luck coming up with the rest of the money for sectionals."
Shelby scoffs, "You idiot, sectionals is here this year and whatever money we're short you better believe that I'll come up with a sponsor for it."
"I really don't give a damn I just wanted to let you know that you'll all be losers this year," he turns to walk away but pauses at the door, "Oh Santana I hope your cousin will be enjoying his new permanent position as Spanish teacher. But also tell him not to get to comfy; you never know if a student will file a formal complaint."
Santana growls ready to jump her former teacher but her girls held her back. A shocked Glee stared after their former director wondering what the hell just happened.
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