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Take a step Back	By : DBAngel0322 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 6035 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own glee or any of the characters that appear in this story. There is no money earned from writing, this is purely for enjoyment purposes

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Chapter 2: Chapter 2

"All right guys. Your all –" Mr. Shue started while making his way to the piano, before being interrupted by the diva.
"Mr. Shue, if I may?" Rachel interrupted raising her hand, just like she did on a weekly basis in glee.
The Spanish teacher rolled his eyes, sighing as he motioned for Rachel to take her place in front of her peers. She got up in front of the group.
"Thank you," she said over her shoulder to the teacher. "I just have two things I'd like to say to my fellow glee club members. First I'd like to apologize for my behavior last week. This is a group; everyone deserves to have their voices heard, or see their moves seen. It was over the top and irrational, and I hope you will forgive me. I know I have a tendency to overact on a regular basis, but I hope you all can forgive me. This brings me to the second item. I would like to congratulate Quinn, Sam and Santana for their amazing singing voices which helped us win sectionals." Rachel began applauding her glee mates, and the rest her peers joined in. Clapping, and cheering for their teammates and their recent win.
When the cheering died down Rachel added, "And let's not forget Brittany and Mike, with their amazing dance number." The brunette again applauded, with her teammates joining in.
Rachel waited for the cheering to die down again. "Thank you," was all the diva added before taking her seat. The club was taken aback by the diva's actions. They didn't expect an apology; then to acknowledge the other members of the glee club, and their performances, especially Santana's. After expressing her appreciation the members thought the small girl had some sort of catch. They were not expecting her to go sit down after congratulating her team mates.
Santana was the first to speak once Rachel took her seat. "What is your angle Treasure Trail?"
"Excuse me?" Rachel asked from her seat.
"Why you all of a sudden acting all nice?" Mercedes answered for the Latina.
"We're a team. I can't congratulate our teammates who sang and danced their butts off at sectionals."
"Well before you were refusing to sing because you didn't have a solo. Then refused to be on stage with Finn because he had sex with Santana," Artie added.
"I did, but things happen. It was exhilarating to have won without my talent."
"Yea right," Santana mumbled turning her attention back to the front of the room.
Rachel remained quiet throughout the rest of the meeting. She completely checked out. She had tried to do something different and nice, and it was thrown back in her face. She figured what's the point in trying. Trying to make friends and trying to be special and trying to get the solos in glee. She didn't know what the glee assignment was, or know glee was over until she saw the kids around her start to get up.
"Hey Rach," Finn said standing in front of the small brunette.
"Finn," Rachel said crossing her arms. She didn't bother getting up. All of the members were gone with the exception of Mr. Shue. Who was standing next to the piano speaking with Quinn.
"Hey I was wondering. Why you were being so nice to Quinn, Sam, Brittany, Mike, and Santana?"
"I have to have a reason. I can't just be nice."
"Well I know you Rachel. You never do anything just to be nice. I mean we threw the duets completion so Sam would win, so he'd stay in glee. Your real motive was to have his talent so we can win."
Rachel stood up at this point feeling rage going through her body. "You don't think people change Finn? No one believes me for doing something nice for once. God forbid Rachel Berry be nice to someone without wanting something in return. You know what I have to say to you Finn. Fuck you." Rachel grabbed her bag and stormed out of the choir room.
Finn has never heard Rachel swear before. She has also told him on more than one occasion to watch his mouth. Saying something about swearing being rude and a sign of not being smart, or something like that. Finn was still standing in shock from Rachel's outburst.

"Rachel!" a voice called to the brunette.
Rachel was continuing her storm out of McKinley High. She didn't want to see who was following her; she was so angry and hurt. She thought the voice belonged to either Finn or Mr. Shue. They being the only ones who have ever followed her. She didn't notice the voice had a higher pitch. Rachel was finally out of the school and started to walk home.
"Rachel!" the voice said again. This time it was right behind her grabbing her shoulder.
"WHAT?" Rachel yelled turning around. She scared the person behind her. Rachel was surprised to see who it was.
"No need to yell," the cheerleader responded.
"Quinn? I'm sorry. I thought you were Finn," Rachel replied looking down.
"Finn is still standing in the choir room like an idiot. So is Mr. Shue. He didn't hear the whole conversation just the 'fuck you.' I think he's trying to figure out if you need to see Figgins or Ms. Pillsbery-Howell. Have you ever swore before?"
"No. I think its rude, and those who do normally are lacking intellect and clearly need to broaden their vocabulary."
Quinn nodded at Rachel's thought out response.
"How much of our conversation did you hear?" Rachel asked the blonde.
"All of it. Including the part about you throwing the duets completion. So you two purposely choose that offense song."
"Yes. I have a good voice, and once I start singing I can't just go sharp. Also everyone would've known that it was intentional. The song was a little more subtle. We needed Sam. He's been a good addition to the group. I'm serious Quinn. You two were amazing at sectionals. You both have good voices and complement each other real well. Initially getting Sam to stay in glee was selfish I will admit. But now that he's here he's been real good for the group."
Quinn didn't say anything in response to Rachel's rant. Instead she did something that took the diva by surprise. The cheerleader wrapped her arms around Rachel pulling her into a hug. Rachel stiffened at the contact waiting for the cheerleader to let go. When the cheerleader realized what she was doing and the small brunette didn't reciprocate she let go.
"Sorry Rachel. I don't know what came over me. I guess I've taken a step back the past few days seeing a different Rachel Berry. I could tell what you were doing in glee today was genuine. I know part of it was because of what I had said to you. You're trying to change to make some friends. I commend you for your effort. Also I just want to say thank you. Even though you might have been selfish before, but going to Breadsticks with Sam was probably the best thing to have happened to me this year. He's sweet, caring, and patient. He's also smarter than both Puck and Finn."
"It's ok. Thank you for believing me. You're about the only person who does. And you're welcome. I guess I'll see you around," Rachel replied. The brunette lowered her gaze and turned to start her walk home.
"Rachel wait," Quinn said reaching for the diva.
"Yea."
"Here," the cheerleader quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to the brunette.
"What's this?" Rachel asked gesturing to the piece of paper.
"I can tell you're not yourself. I did notice you were quiet during glee after your thank you. By the way Mr. Shue didn't give us an assignment this week. He wanted to give us a break. As much as I loved being the cause of your misery, it doesn't feel satisfying anymore. Your hurting, and I don't know if you're capable of hurting yourself. If you do, I beg you to call me. I promise what is discussed will stay between you and me."
"Why do you care?"
"Because I don't know. I just do. I know from our history you have no reason to believe me or trust me. I'm just trying to do what is right. I'd never forgive myself if I didn't at least try."
Rachel slowly took the piece of paper looking at the numbers. "How do I know this is your real number?"
"Call me right now, before you leave if you want," Quinn reached in her bag and pulled out her phone.
Rachel took out hers and dialed the number. Quinn's phone started buzzing and she held it up for Rachel to see the number on the screen. It was her cell phone number. "Satisfied?" Quinn asked.
"I don't know. You seem like the last person in the world to care about what happens to me. If anything I'd think you'd be happy if I was gone," Rachel replied putting her phone back in her bag.
"If you don't want to see that I care, look at it from a mean perspective. If you were gone who would I get to tease every day?"
"Not me. And even if I was gone do you really think anyone would care? If anything, you all would only care that you didn't have my talent anymore. I'm a human punching bag Quinn. A person can only take so much. Why do you think I stood up for Kurt, because it was getting bad. I was afraid for him. No one is afraid for me, because I just keep going about my dream." Tears were burning Rachel's eyes. She crumbled up the piece of paper in her hand and threw it at Quinn before storming off.
Quinn stood there watching the small brunette walk awake. She was feeling guilty for the cruelty she has continued to put Rachel through. Even after being at the bottom with her, she reverted back to her old ways. Quinn picked up the piece of paper to throw out, but she wasn't too concerned. Rachel technically had her number, and Quinn had hers.
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