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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. If I did I would have made Quinn punch Finn in the throat during Prom. All warnings stay the same c(:
Chapter Three: School of Hard Knocks
Finn has been frustrated all fucking day, because for some reason Rachel now has guard dogs. He still was seething at the fact that Rachel had the balls to talk down on him. Rachel had people body guarding her and he wanted to get her alone for some more torture. He rubs his swore jaw and vows Evans will get what's coming to him. He'll get him this afternoon in football practice.
No one turns him down because he's a big fucking deal in this school. He calls all of the shots and no one embarrass him, especially a little no body like Rachel Berry. She should be happy that someone like him even thought to be with someone like her.
Finn's high school life was perfect before Rachel Berry came into the picture. He was the star quarterback with the head cheerleader on his arm. The guys wanted to be him, all the girls wanted to be with him. Then came sophomore year, somehow it got all fuck up when he met her and joined the glee club. He became a fucking joke to his team mates after that. How could he be stupid enough to fall for Rachel's wide eye innocent games? It wouldn't have been half as bad if she would've stop being such a prude and gave it up. The guys would not shut up about it that fact.
But then Jesse St. James moved here and took his spot as leading man. He took his girl but then he turned out to be nothing but a fag. He lost everything because of some fag. He pretended to take her back after that. He wanted her suffer like he suffered, humiliation of being dumped for a fag. He tricked her into an open relationship. He had her following him like a puppy while he slept with other girls and finally he got back the respect of his team. They looked at him like he was some kinda god, but she had to fuck it up again with Puck this time.
So he had to teach her another lesson, and used he's boy next door charm to get Quinn back. He loved the power of playing both girls against one another. All he had to do was just sat back and laughed when they fought in the halls. He grinned like a mad man as the head bitch tore Rachel apart, but then Quinn fucking embarrassed this time. In front of the school no less when she left him at prom. He once again became a laughing stock.
Once again Rachel needed to be taught a lesson but along with Quinn this time. So he took the one thing he knew would hurt her hurt them all, Nationals. They worked so hard for it but when he stepped on Jesse's part, oh man that was epic. The shocked look on those losers' faces was epic, and the best part was that they blamed Rachel too. He just sat back did his 'aw chucks face' all the while he giggled inside and to make it even sweeter that stupid bitch took him back again.
He had a plan this summer to destroy Rachel once and for all. She belonged at the bottom of his shoe but no she had to ruin it again. He planned on taking her virginity using her all summer long and the first day leave her ugly ass for the whole school to see, but he lost his temper that night and said things he shouldn't. Well at least not yet, not until school started, not until she learned her final lesson. That she shouldn't have made him laughing stock, but oh well plans could be changed. A little physical humiliation wouldn't hurt, but oh no Sam and Mike had to step in and ruined his plans.
When are people going to learn their place and stay the fuck out of his business? Quinn is next on he's list though, because where the fuck do these girls get off thinking that they had any right to leave him? Do they not know by now that they are lucky he even looked their way? They should be grateful but no the stupid bitches try and leave him. No worries though they'll get what's coming to them. Sam and Mike will get what's coming to them. They all will. They all will learn just who's really in charge.

Brittany was having the same problem as Finn. It had her pouting when she couldn't find a way Santana to their janitor's closet a few sweet lady kisses. She knows that Santana will be hers again where she belongs if she could just get her alone.
Brittany isn't as stupid as people assume. Her parents encouraged her childish nature which led her to believe she deserved to have everything she wants. So no Brittany isn't stupid she just might maybe have a few entitlement issues, but damn it Santana belong with her. Just look at everything Santana has done to be with her. Brittany managed to drive a wedge between her and Quinn, her oldest friend.
Brittany isn't stupid she knows about Quinn's crush on her Sanny. She also knows that Quinn has a secret but she hasn't figured it out. Quinn's never trusted her enough to tell her and if she told Sanny, she hasn't breathed a word about it to her.
As far as Brittany's concern Quinn stole Santana's first kiss it belonged to her. It should have been with her, okay so maybe she was a little jealous of Quinn. She made sure to say little comments here and there, making it so Santana defend her when Quinn got mad. She made sure to get herself invited to all the movie nights and sleepovers.
The girl is beautiful but not as beautiful as Brittany nor as talented as Brittany. She should have been promoted to head cheerio not Quinn. She was, no is the best dancer in the squad. The best dancer in the fucking whole school. High school made it so much easier to drive the wedge deeper in that relationship.
She didn't like how Santana would stare at Berry in class and in between. She knew her girl is a soft touch sometimes but she cares too much about her rep, so Britt started making comments that guaranteed that the then head cheerio would over hear. She watched on smirking in satisfaction when Berry got slushied for the first time. No one comes between her and her girl.
The whole thing with making out and threesomes was only to see how far she could push Santana. What the girl would do to keep her. She only wanted to come out because she was tired of hiding it from Santana's family. She was tired of how they would make comments about missing Quinn. She was tired of hearing them say that they never see her anymore, but it turned out that this would be the first time Santana ever denied her so she had to be punished. That's were Artie came in, he was not her first choice but Matt was gone. Finn was to disgusting even for her. Sam was with Quinn, she'll only admit this to herself but Quinn scares her, a little. Mike was with Tina, but she did tried one day after their dance class and he turned her down. Which confuses her but oh well it's his loss. Puck was well Puck and Santana wouldn't be hurt with him. Kurt and Jesse are gay so that left Artie.
Britt was surprised by the fact that she actually developed genuine feeling for the boy. So he's Brittany's now as much as Santana is hers. She didn't count on a number of things, the major one being Artie getting jealous over Santana and breaking up with her. Santana resisting Brittany during the few months she was with Artie was another one.
Brittany watched in smug satisfaction when Santana finally came out to her family. She was sorry that her Abuelita was being so mean to Santana, but oh well she got what she wanted. All she had to do was bide her time. She had to be extra careful when getting back with Artie. It was easy enough to get in Artie's pants this summer, but it did take a little convincing for Artie to agree on a threeway. But he's a guy and they think with their dicks. So eventually he agreed but then she miscalculated with Santana again. She misjudged the hurt she still felt when Brittany left her for him, how deep it really ran. She should have eased her into and not sprung it like that but Artie was getting anxious. She got afraid that he'd tell, so Brittany just went for it and it back fired.
She knew Santana's parents didn't like her very much. It pissed her off that she wasn't allowed to see her. The girl's siblings were just so rude to her too. But just wait until they get back together and after this year, when they move to New York, see how much she'll allow Santana to visit.
Brittany narrows her eyes when she sees her girl walking with Berry. She never liked Berry. The girl is a talented singer but she's so better than her. Plus she hates coming in second to anyone, Berry is a talented dancer as well. They've had dance classes together for years. She hates when the instructors complement her and not Brittany. She looks over their shoulders and sees Finn glaring at Berry. She thoughtfully concludes she'll have to keep an eye on him. Since you never know when it'll come in handy to have an angry giant as an ally.
The afternoon classes found the girls pouting for the most part. Quinn and Santana shared economics. While Rachel and Santana shared calculus and Quinn and Rachel shared 4th year Spanish. They were happy when they found out they shared study hall last period.
Now that Sam along with Tina, Mike and Puck were there to escort the girls to class and make sure they couldn't be cornered the girls were able to relax a little. The HBICs weren't worried about themselves they can handle themselves just fine. They had to think of an easier way to make sure Rachel was safe from the man-child.
They did what Rachel would call abuse of power. They might not be in the cheerios any more but they were still badass, so they might have suggested that the two students occupying the lockers next to Rachel's take their old ones. Of course Rachel did most of the talking while the girls glared behind her. But no verbal threats were made they just be some scary bitches. They smirked extremely satisfied with themselves as the put their things in their new lockers.
Now that they that they have study hall together made it a hell of lot easier to sneak out before the final bell rang. They didn't want Rachel to go with them because they didn't want to get Rachel hurt. She of course argued that she's tougher then they think. But a pouting Rachel gave her consent finally after arguing most of the period.
She started to blush when they gave her teasing pecks on each cheek. All at once they felt their stomach drop and electricity surge through them. Their breaths hitch and were unable to clear the fog in their minds. They shook in nervous excitement and offered each other shy smiles. Rachel agreed to take care of their bags and give them back at glee after she made them promise to be careful. She nervously chewed her lip as she watched her girls walked out hoping that neither one got hurt.

The girls met up with Puck, it turns out he skipped the whole day, "You know you're never gonna graduate at this rate," Santana comments.
Puck scoff, "Pffff, please Puckzilla gots this and besides it's only the first day so chill."
"Fine but don't come crying to me when you can't pass geography or something and don't have enough credits to graduate," she taunts. She suddenly holds up a finger, "Shhhh I think I hear something."
The three stay silent as they hear Karofsky enter the room. They stay hidden in the shadows as they watch Karofsky lie down on a bench after he puts the weights on. They look to each other and give a small nod.
Tkks doesn't have a spotter that's accidents happen, thinks Quinn. The plan starts formulates in her as she mind whispers, "Hold him down with the weights Puck while we talk to him."
Puck nods as he goes in stealth mood. Dude I'm like a fucking ninja, as he strikes out quickly holding the bar close to Karofsky's throat.
"What the fuck man? Let me go," he yells struggling to move the weight off of him.
Santana straddles him around the middle to add more weight to the bar, "Oh Davidddddd you got sum splaining to do," mocks Santana.
"Let me go you bitches," he roars. "When I get out of this you're fucking dead! Fucking dead! "
Quinn snaps out, "Shut the fuck up and listen you brainless fuck."
As icy hazel eyes stare down at him Dave feels a trickle of fear run down his back. "What the hell man," He grunts staring at Puck.
She snaps, "Look at me Dave." He quickly gives her his attention, "I caught your little show this morning with Rachel." His arms starting to tremble as the venom laced every word, "Rachel is off limits."
"Since when?"
"Starting now pendejo," hisses the Latina. "She ours now and no one, I mean no one, fucks with ours. Mi entendes?"
"Is that what's this is all about? You want a taste of Berry's berries," he snarls trying to get some kind of control.
"Beso mi culo," San barks out.
"Funny thing is David I know all about you," purrs Quinn.
"What about me?"
She starts to smile coldly, "Question really should be David, is do you pitch or catch?"
He swallows thickly, "What the hell are you talking about trailer trash?"
Quinn pulls out her phone scroll downs, "I had an interesting summer this year because you see I went to this club in Columbus one day."
He felt even more confused, "What does that have to do with me?"
"Club Babylon. Does that ring a bell?" Quinn questions in a bored voice as the boy pales, "Ahhh found it!" She shows him the picture and somehow manages to pales even further. "Let him up guys," Santana gets off and helps Puck replaces the bar. They move to stand on either side of Quinn crossing their arms as they stare at him daring him to try something.
He sits up slowly, "What are you going to do with that?"
Quinn cocks her head innocently to the right, "I was thinking of giving this to Jewfro and letting him download for the school to see."
"You can't do that! If my father sees, he's gonna kill me," a tearful David pleads.
"David no one has to know," she pauses and smiles sweetly, "all you have to do is, do me a favor."
"What," he swallows thickly.
"Lay off of Rachel idiota," snaps Santana.
Puck flexes, "What she said."
Quinn snaps her fingers in his face, "Look at me David. Lay off of Rachel. Lay off of glee. Get the rest of the meat heads to back off as well. I don't care how you do it, just get it done. Or everyone is going to know you take it up the ass. Do you think you can handle that?" The bell rings, "Tick tock tick tock. You better answer me before we get company or all bets are off."
He looks at all three of them. Puck puts on a cocky smirk as he flexes his arms. Santana arms cross as she shots him her fiercest glare. But Quinn staring back at him was the scariest thing ever. Quinn's dead icy hazel eyes just staring emotionless, he nods and slowly rasps out, "I can handle that."
She smiles brightly as she pats him on the shoulder, "Good choice David."
They all move to leave Santana stops abruptly and walks back to him, "Karofsky look at me." he raises his sad eyes, "I'm holding you responsible. If one hair on her head is harmed, in anyway, I'm holding you responsible, get that? The deal will be null in void." He opens he's mouth to protest, "Don't speak Karofsky. You…we spent our whole high school career torturing the 'losers' here. It's time to make it right. Don't disappoint me, you won't like the consequences. You being outed will be the least of your problem."
"What about Finn? I can't control him," he's snaps out.
Quinn lefts her brow, "Oh don't worry about Finn. I got plans for him," she smiles that cold empty smile again. Karofsky watches them leave and shutters I don't want to be Finn when those girls get ahold of him.

Rachel likes to be in the choir room first before glee starts in order to practice scales and mentally prepare herself for the belittling and insults that were sure to come her way. But today she was just fidgety and scared that her girls would be hurt. She knows that Noah is there in case David tries to get physical. He can very well hold his own. She's also aware that her girls are capable of defending themselves, but it doesn't stop her from worrying. She won't stop until she sees them walk through the door. Since her focus was on her scales she didn't notice that Brittany walked into the room.
Brittany narrows her eyes and she starts smirking. She's going to make sure this thing leaves her Sanny alone. She smiles her bright, vacant smile, "RACHIE!" As she throws her arms around the tiny brunette, "How are you, you poor thing? I heard Finny left you again."
"No I…"
"It's okay," she pats her on the head. "He'll probably take you back. I mean it's not like anyone else wants you."
"But I…"
"You like totes talented but you're kinda annoying,"
"But I…"
"And you like have no friends except for like Jesse but he's totes gay."
"Brittany!" She shouts trying to stop the blonde's rambling, "I recently started a tentative friendship with Santana and Quinn so your concern is appreciated but misplaced."
Brittany giggles, "Silly! You think that they actually like you."
"Well yes…"
"And people say I'm dumb," she scoffs. "Their probably setting you up for something epic."
"I think that's highly unlike…"
"For like making us lose nationals. You and Finn should totes be kicked out."
A shocked and trembling Rachel replies, "That wasn't my doing. Finn acted on his own accord."
Brittany sighs, "You totes give me a headache when you talk Rachie." Before she could continue the girls and Puck walk in she shouts, "Sanny!" Brittany runs to throw her arms around her.
Santana puts out an arm to block the taller blonde, "I asked you to leave me alone Britts."
She pouts, "But Sanny I like totally miss and I forgive you for being a mega bitch to me that night."
Quinn steps in, "Just leave it alone Brittany. It's obvious that Santana isn't ready to talk to you yet. So I suggest you leave her the hell alone now."
Brittany looks to Santana waiting for her to jump in and defend her, but instead she just grabs ahold of Quinn's hand and walks toward Rachel. They notice that the girl looks sad. Quinn grabs her hand as well and leads them to the back row. Rachel sits in between them and in a low voice asks, "What's wrong Rae? Was it Finn?"
Tearful brown eyes stare into concern hazel eyes with a small voice pleads, "Please tell me the truth."
"About what sweetie?"
She grips the hands tighter shifts to look at each of their faces, "Is this a joke?"
They both frown, "What's a joke?"
"Our friendship," as she looks down and closes her eyes bracing herself for pain that's sure to come.
Santana reaches out and gently lifts up her head, "Hey where is this coming from sweetie?"
"I…I just heard some things."
"Honey I can speak for both of us when I say this is not a joke. I promise you," Santana pleads. "I know you don't have any reason to trust us but I swear that this is for real."
Rachel swallows over the lump in her throat and looks away, "I know I shouldn't but I do, so please, please don't break me," she whimpers.
"Never again I swear," Santana says empathically nodding, unnoticed at the piano a seething blonde looking on. Puck was also watching and his eyes glazed over as fantasy running ramped in his mind.
The rest of glee trickle in slowly most casting confused glances at the trio. Sam walked in holding Mercedes had she opened her mouth to make a cutting remark but Sam squeezed her hand in reminder of the talk they had earlier in the day. She quickly shuts it and meekly follows him and sits down. Kurt followed behind them, casting a curious glance at the trio. When a nervous Blaine walks in he tentatively goes to sit with girls.
The class speaks idly when a tension filled silence fills the room as Finn walks in. The girls look up when they notice the silence. She tightens her grip of her girls' hands but that was the only emotion she shows. Her face was left blank when Finn shots her cocky smirk and started to strut up towards her. Her girls stand up giving him a challenging glare. Mike and Sam stand up as well daring him to move. Puck moves fast with long strides cutting him off before he can get next to them. He places a hand on his shoulder and leads him to a chair far from his Jewish princess. An angry Finn shrugs his hands off and sulks down a chair.
Mr. Schue walks in late as always, "Hey guys did you guys have an awesome summer?" He smiles even though the club responds with little enthusiasm, "Listen I know last year was a disappointment but this year with hard work when can make it all the way. If we have no more surprises," casting a quick glare at Rachel. She scoffs, of course the idiot blames me. "I see we have a new face," he claps his hands and points to Blaine, "You. What's your name and are you ready to perform your song?"
"Hi I'm Blaine Anderson and I'm a senior obviously I'm new. I just moved to town and okay," he nervously plays with his hair. He walks up to the band and talk quietly.
Blaine walks up to the center of the room and guitar strums;
[Chorus] Life's too short to even care at all oh
The band enters.
I'm losing my mind losing my mind losing control
He places a hand over his heart and he glances at Rachel who gives him an encouraging smile.
These fishes in the sea they're staring at me oh

Oh

A wet world aches for a beat of a drum

Oh oh oh oh
The girls start to dance in their seats.
If I could find a way to see this straight

I'd run away

To some fortune that I should have found by now

I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down, come down
He dances closer to Rachel and then he spins off to sing to Sam and Mercedes before the band solo.
Uhh ch ch ch ch
Life's too short to even care at all oh

I'm coming up now coming up now out of the blue

These zombies in the park they're looking for my heart

Oh oh oh oh

A dark world aches for a splash of the sun oh oh
If I could find a way to see this straight

I'd run away

To some fortune that I should have found by now
He dances up to Rachel again and pulls her up to dance down the steps. She grabs Santana who grabs Quinn and spins her around dancing around Blaine.
And so I run now to the things they said could restore me

Restore life the way it should be

I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down
The girls sing the chorus with Blaine.
Life's too short to even care at all oh

I'm losing my mind losing my mind losing control
If I could find a way to see this straight

I'd run away

To some fortune that I should have found by now
So I run now to the things they said could restore me

Restore life the way it should be

I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down
The band fades away.
One more spoon of cough syrup now

One more spoon of cough syrup now
The room erupts in cheers and applause and Mr. Schue slaps him on the shoulder, "Wow that was great Blaine. I think I speak for the club when I say welcome to Glee. Okay so who's next?"
A girl walks in the room, "I'm Sugar Motta. I have self-diagnosed Asperger so I can say pretty much whatever I want. I'm like a diplomat's daughter."
"How can we help you Sugar," a confused Mr. Schue questions.
"So here's the deal, I wanna be a big, big star. And when I saw you last year at nationals you guys suck ass," Rachel gasps offended. Santana glares at her harshly and crosses arms, "Sorry Asperger."
Mr. Schue is just standing there blinking and mouth opening like a fish, "Aw why don't show us what you can do then? Whenever your ready Sugar."
She smirks, "Get ready to taste some sweet ear candy," throwing a wink to Brad at the piano. "Hit it hottie," the opening lines for 'Hey Big Spender' play. Everyone's mouths open in shock.
Rachel whimpers to Quinn, "My ears are bleeding." Santana has to stifles a giggle when Mr. Schue shots them a glare.
Artie whisper to Brittany, "My ears should park in my handicap spot." But she seems to be enjoying the show.
While Mercedes buries her face in Sam's shoulder pleading, "Oh god please make it stop," when Sugar reaches a particular high note.
Mr. Schue seems to be shell shocked, "Oh shi…Sugar wow thank you I … can't even describe how you were."
Sugar smiles, "I know I'm just that good."
"Well uh Rachel your co-captain what do you think?"
She gets a deer caught in head lights look, fuck Mr. Schue for putting me on the spot. "I think," she starts slowly, "we need to discuss this further in private. Before we can make a decision."
Finn jumps in, "Why Rachel? Everyone who's ever audition got in. Look at Mike, he can't sing and he's still got in."
Tina shot him offended glare grabs Mike's hand, "We've been practicing. He's gotten better."
Santana leans over and whispers, "Finnessa's right I fucking hate to say it but he is."
Finn continues, "It wouldn't be fair. We let Lauren in and she can't even fucking sing or dance."
Lauren glares at him, "Don't put me in the middle of this pyramid nipples."
A fearful look appears on his face as he scoots his chair way from the wrestler. Rachel looks to Quinn who can only give a helpless shrug. She looks over to Sugar, who has a bored expression on her face and Rachel replies, "Of course that's correct Finn." She smiles painfully, "Welcome to New Direction," with no enthusiasm.
Mercedes and Kurt shot her a mad look. Santana snaps at them, "Eyes to the front Beyoncé. You too Boy George."
"Santana," Mr. Schue chides Santana. She just gives him an innocent look and shrugs. While unnoticed by everyone, Finn has a triumphant look briefly across his face.
Sugar jumps up and down clapping then skips to seat by Puck. She shoots him a flirty look. "Okay," Mr. Schue calls for their attention again, "Who else would like to sing?"
Santana raises her hand, "I have a song prepared."
"Okay Santana you got the floor," each of her girls squeeze her hand in encouragement as Santana walks up to confer with the band. She walks to the piano and leans on it for support, "Not many people in this room know it but B and I broke up this summer and I need to get my feelings out. So Brittany please pay attention to the words. I had a different song in mind but I feel this is a better choice."
Brittany smirks inward thinking that Santana is singing to apologize. Artie looks on in smug satisfaction. Quinn and Rachel share a sad look thinking this is where she forgives her and they lose her.
The band plays the intro Santana takes a deep breath she starts looks directly at her;
Remember all the things we wanted

Now all our memories, they're haunted

We were always meant to say goodbye
Brittany's gloating looks turns to a confused one.
Even with our fists held high

It never would have worked out right, yeah

We were never meant for do or die

I didn't want us to burn out

I didn't come here to hurt you now I can't stop
Tears start to form in Santana's eyes, she looks up at her girls for support. They give her a small smile and a nod.
[Chorus]

I want you to know

That it doesn't matter

Where we take this road

But someone's gotta go
Santana walks to where Britney is seating and looks her directly in the eye;
And I want you to know

You couldn't have loved me better

But I want you to move on

So I'm already gone
Tears start fall down Brittany's face as denial runs through mind. She can't mean this she's just upset still.

Looking at you makes it harder

But I know that you'll find another

That doesn't always make you wanna cry

It started with the perfect kiss then

We could feel the poison set in

"Perfect" couldn't keep this love alive

You know that I love you so

I love you enough to let you go
Artie shoots Santana a glare moves to hold Brittany as best as he can.
[Chorus] I want you to know

That it doesn't matter

Where we take this road

But someone's gotta go
She gives her a sad smile.
And I want you to know

You couldn't have loved me better

But I want you to move on

So I'm already gone I'm already gone I'm already gone
Santana backs away and her voice breaks a little.
You can't make it feel right

When you know that it's wrong

I'm already gone, already gone

There's no moving on
The tear slips down Santana's cheek staring at Brittany, hoping that she understands the pain she put her in and lets her go.
So I'm already gone

Ah already gone, already gone, already gone

Ah already gone, already gone, already gone
Santana voice breaks further and she crosses her arms to hug her stomach. Quinn moves to get up but Rachel holds her down knowing that she has to do this alone.
Remember all the things we wanted

Now all our memories, they're haunted

We were always meant to say goodbye
Santana smiles a little remembering the good times: feeding the ducks, snow ball fights, movie nights, their first kiss, the first time they locked pinkies, the first time she saw her in that cheerios outfit and finally the moment she realized that she did love her.
[Chorus] I want you to know

That it doesn't matter

Where we take this road

But someone's gotta go
Brittany remembers too wondering how the hell she got it so wrong.
And I want you to know

You couldn't have loved me better

But I want you to move on

So I'm already gone I'm already gone I'm already gone
Brittany shakes her head in denial again.
You can't make it feel right

When you know that it's wrong

I'm already gone, already gone

There's no moving on

So I'm already gone
The club claps confused at what just happened. They look between both girls like a tennis match. Santana breaths heavily and is Brittany still shaking her head her voice cracks, "Why? I love you Sanny? How can you do this to me? I know you still love me and I'm not giving up on you. We can make it work just give us all a chance," she pleads.
"I can't B," her voice breaks again. Quinn and Rachel rush down in support. Brittany sobs painfully and runs out the room Artie shooting her glare rolls after her.
"Santana have a sit and think about what you just did?"
"Girl, how could you embarrass her like that?"
Quinn snaps out, "With all due respect Mr. Schue, you don't know what the hell you're talking about. You don't know the whole story so I suggest you keep your mouth shut Mercedes."
Mr. Schue clears his throat, "Okay who's next?" As the girls help Santana to her seat.
"I am Mr. Shue," Quinn says kissing Santana's temple going back down. "As you all know well except for the two of you," indicating the newest members. "I… my dad died and it's been rough. I had a lot of time alone to reflect and pray and get mad at God. At my dad for not going to the doctors when he first started to get ill. So yeah I had a lot of anger to work through. I still have some because I miss him every day. I forget sometimes that he's not here and I pick up my phone to call to tell him something. And then I remember all over again," she bites back a sob. "So I dedicate this to him. Even though he's not here with me physically I know he's still watching over me," Quinn walks to the piano gives Brad a sad smile, "Brad I promise not to hurt it," as he moves away. "Imma little rusty. I haven't played in a while so please forgive me if I mess up. I had to tweak the lyrics a little to better fit my situation."
She starts playing softly and Quinn's soft pain filled voice breaks everyone hearts a little;
I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

And if you have to leave
Kurt starts to cry softly remembering his father looking so small in his hospital bed.
I wish that you would just leave

'Cause your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time cannot erase
Rachel and Santana hold each other tighter thinking back to the broken girl that Rachel brought back to her home that day.
[Chorus:]

When I cried you'd wipe away all of my tears

When I'd scream you'd fight away all of my fears

And you held my hand through all of these years

But I still have

All of you
Quinn does a piano break playing softly. Quinn's voice starts cracking as she continues.
You used to captivate me

By your resonating light

Now I'm bound by the life you left behind

Your face it haunts
Quinn remembers waking up in cold sweats after a nightmare. When she returned to her home not being able to walk past her father's room. She remembers having to sleep on the couch in order to be able to get any rest. She still hasn't pack up her dad's things yet. It all there still waiting for him to come back.
My once pleasant dreams

Your voice it chased away

All the sanity in me
Remembers the first night she drank herself into stupor. How she just snapped in anger breaking pictures, lamps, whatever she could get her hands on.
These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time cannot erase
Her complete and utter break down, when she went to the club just ready drink herself to death. She tried to pick fights with anyone and everyone to give her a different kind a pain. So she can forget for a little at she's all alone. She can't look up to her girls because if she does she'll just break down here and now. She ducks her head down to shield her face not wanting to let anyone see her tears.
[Chorus]

When I cried you'd wipe away all of my tears

When I'd scream you'd fight away all of my fears

And you held my hand through all of these years

But I still have

All of you
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone

But though you're still with me

I've been alone all along
Still playing the piano softly she starts to sob remembering how he would put her on her shoulders when she was too little to see at a parade, tricking her father at age five to play dolls with her, pouting at age 7 when she really wanted that puppy, standing on his feet as they dance around the living room, screaming that she hates him when he refused to let her go a party that weekend, his proud face when she came home and told him that she was appointed head cheerio;
[Chorus]

When I cried you'd wipe away all of my tears

When I'd scream you'd fight away all of my fears

And you held my hand through all of these years

But I still have

All of you
She didn't even notice she stop playing and covered face sobbing quietly. She tries to stop when she feels two different set of arms circle her. Everyone had tears in their eyes as they look at her even Finn seemed to look a little broken. No he doesn't remember his father but he feels the hole that it left. Behind him, Kurt remembers vaguely his mother's smell and her voice. He can't tell what's worse not really knowing who she was or to be like Quinn who remembers everything about her father.
Her girls are cooing softly to her and kissing her temple. No one says a word not wanting to disturb the moment the girls are having. When she finally settles down a little, Tina gets up to walk over to them and rubs Quinn's back whispers too soft for the other to make out. Her girls guide her to their sits touching her knee in support.
Mercedes go to perform next to giving the girl time to get herself together then Kurt performs after her. Finally she's somewhat okay so Rachel goes to perform last of the day, "Well I prepared this because like Santana I have gone through a break up this summer as well," Finn wears a sulky look and turns he's puppy dog face to Rachel. He turns to the teacher for help before he could jump in and defend him Rachel holds up a hand, "No Mr. Schue I'm not trying to start a fight. Everyone got to perform their song it's only fair that I do as well." He sighs in defeat causing Finn to pout. She takes her place at the center of the room nods to the band. She cocks a hip out as she places a hand on that hip smirking as the kids look at each other in surprise when the music starts to play.
Stupid in love

Oh

Stupid in love
Let me tell you something

Never have I ever

Been a size 10

In my whole life
She looks at Finn in disgust and still puffy eyed Quinn wears a smug look as she stares at Finn daring him to try something.
I left the engine running

I just came to see

What you would do if I

Gave you a chance

To make things right
Pucks hides a smile behind his hand knowing that Finn can be an ass but he must have really pissed her off.
So I made it

Even though Katy

Told me this would be nothing

But a waste of time

And she was right
Santana is also wearing a satisfied look staring at Rachel's legs moving to the beat.
Don't understand it

Blood on your hands

And still you insist

On repeatedly trying

To tell me lies

And I just don't know why
Kurt frowns deep in thought because he's confused at how upset Rachel is. This is different from their other break ups she isn't usually mad more like a puppy begging for attention.
This is stupid

I'm not stupid

Don't talk to me

Like I'm stupid

I still love you
She stares at Finn directly in his eyes.
But I just can't do this

I may be dumb but

I'm not stupid
My new nickname

Is you idiot
Santana and Quinn (Such an idiot)
They laugh quietly at Finn's constipated look.
That's what my friends

Are calling me when

They see me yelling

Into my

Phone
Tina and Mike dance in their seats. Blaine looks around wondering what he got himself into. Sugar just files her nails with a bored expression.
They tell me let go

He is not the one

I thought I saw your potential
She scoffs at her stupidity about this boy.
Guess that's what made me dumb

He don't want it

Not like you want it

Scheming and cheating

Oh girl, why do you

Waste your time

You know he aint right
Telling me this

I don't wanna listen

But you insist

On repeatedly trying
She feels disgusted with herself for all the times she let him make a fool of her and continued to take him back.
To tell me lies

And I just don't know why
This is stupid

I'm not stupid

Don't talk to me

Like I'm stupid

I still love you
The girls feel sadden at thought of her still having feeling for the douche bag but Santana understands she still loves Britney. She knows feeling like that doesn't just disappear overnight.
But I just can't do this

I may be dumb but

I'm not stupid
Trying to make this work

But you act like a jerk

Silly of me to keep

Holding on

But the dunce cap is off

You don't know what you lost
Santana and Quinn smirk Finn knowing the boy completely screwed himself, his loss is their gain.
And you won't realize

Till I'm gone, gone, gone

That I was the one

Which one of us

Is really dumb
Puck keeps a close an eye on Finn because the boy looks ready to explode.
Ooh

No

No

No

I'm not stupid in love
This is stupid

I'm not stupid

Don't talk to me

Like I'm stupid
Sam tenses keeping watch on Finn as well.
I still love you

But I just can't do this

I may be dumb but

I'm not stupid
I may be dumb but

I'm not stupid

In love
The class is quiet as the music dies down. The tension is thick in the air Quinn and Santana shift closer to the edge of the chair. Finn's face red and his left eye ticking. He shoots up knocking the chair back, "What the hell Rachel?"
Puck pushes him back before he could get in her face. Her girls are by her side before she knew what was happening. Mr. Shue cuts in, "Finn you need to calm. Rachel that song was uncalled for."
Quinn snaps out, "What did I say about knowing the whole story before you jump to conclusions?" Mr. Shue stiffens.
"That's enough. Please stop acting like a victim Rachel. We've done this dance with the both of you for the last what three years. You fight you make up. You do something stupid Finn breaks up with you so just stop. Please just stop," Kurt says.
Quinn lets out a growl, "Kurt if don't shut up I'm going to shove that Prada man-purse down your throat."
"Quinn," Mr. Shue snaps.
"No Mr. Shue! You always defend Finn! It doesn't matter want he does," Rachel shouts defending Quinn and herself. "He fucking blew our chances at nationals and you all blame me. I never ask him to step all over Jesse's part of the song. As for the personal nature of my relationship with Finn, you know nothing about it. You only know that the golden boy's feelings are hurt by my choice of song."
"Rachel why are you doing this to me? I never did anything but love you," Finn playing the sympathy card to the fullest but he was smirking on the inside.
Rachel scoffs, "Love me? You never loved me Finn. All I ever was, was part of some game to you."
"Rachel," Finn whines struggling against Puck and Sam. "How can say that?"
"Go on tell them the truth Finn. Tell why we broke up."
"It was just a stupid fight," he shrugs.
She pushes the girls hand away walks up to Finn with anger visibly written all over her face, "A stupid argument Finn? Tell them how you tried to push me into have sex with you. Tell them how you called me names for not being ready. Tell them how you called me a cock tease. Tell them how you degraded my father's by calling fags. Tell them how you compared me Quinn saying she was better than me, prettier than me. Tell how you said Santana meant nothing to you that she was just a fuck to rub in my face," the girls tense up each thinking the same thing, this son of a bitch is so dead.
"Yeah well you called her the school bicycle," points out Finn. He does not like the way this conversation is going. He was supposed to come out looking like the victim not Rachel.
"I said that in the heat of the moment and I deeply regret it," looking at Santana apologetically. She just shrugs she says things she doesn't mean all the time even though it did sting a little.
"Yeah well I said a lot of things in the heat of the moment too."
Tina cuts in, "I would maybe believe that a little if I didn't see that slushy attack this morning or the way you attacked her at the lockers before third period."
Finn glares at her making Mike step in his eye line narrowing his eyes dangerously. He's practically daring him to mess with his girl. Finn stares back slightly scared but seething at the support Rachel has. He knows that he has to rethink his whole plan, "Screw this I don't have to stand here and let you all gang up on me." He pushes past Puck and makes sure to shoulder check Sam on the way out.
"Finn," Mr. Shue calls, "Wait come back and let's discuss this."
Mercedes scoffs, "Why Mr. Shue? You didn't try to call back Brittany and Artie. The only time you seem to give a damn is when the golden boy's feelings are hurt."
"That's enough Mercedes. I'm still the adult here."
"Then act like it," snaps Quinn. "You stand there and let everyone tear down Rachel. Hell I can call Santana a dirty whore who walks the corner every night and you won't even bat an eye."
Santana jumps, "But let someone diss the jolly green giant and you're ready to kick us out of the club."
Mr. Schue blushing furiously, not liking his faults being pointed out. He stiffly walks over to his desk and gathers his belonging looks at the class. He says nothing as he walks out the door.
"Are you okay," ask Quinn.
"Yes that went exactly how I thought it would."
Kurt questions sadly, "Did Finn really say that about your fathers?" He thought Finn had changed.
"Yes Kurt but he was cruder and I don't wish to go into details. They're none of your concern."
Blaine asks jokingly trying to ease some of the tension, "Are all meeting this exciting?"
Rachel laughs softly, "No Blaine not always."
Quinn was ready to get Rachel away from here before Finn decides to come back. "Are you ready to go? I'll walk you to your car." Santana nudges her, "We'll walk you to your car." Rachel nods feeling extremely exhausted and ready to go home.
Puck hugs her, "Don't worry I always have my hot Jew's back."
"Thank you Puck," she waves goodbye to the class.
Quinn is lost in thought, she says quietly, "You know this doesn't make sense."
"What's that Q?"
"We all live not far from each other so it makes no sense if we come to school separately," as she holds open the door for her girls. "I say tomorrow we all ride in together."
Rachel smiles, "Okay but who drives?
"I always wanted a chauffeur Q."
She gives her a mocks glare and flips her off. She lifts her eyebrow, "Santana will pick us up." Smiling at her sweetly when Santana scowls and pouts.
A laughing Rachel compromises, "We'll take turns, but Santana will pick us up this week next week we'll figure it out."
Quinn smiles triumphantly as Santana pouts deeper but the pleading brown eyes staring at her are too much to be denied sighs, "Fine but if you're not ready when I get there I'm leaving your lazy ass Q."
She snickers waving her off, "Sure, sure whatever."
When they get to Rachel's car she asks suddenly, "So what are you guys doing tonight?"
"I do not have any singing or dance classes, so nothing other than studying."
Santana scoffs, "On the first day? What's about you Q?"
"I got nothing to do," she shrugs.
"What about coming to my house for dinner? My parents miss you Q and they want to see you. I know they'd like to meet you Rachel," she suddenly feels nervous. She looking everywhere but the girls. Fuck why does this feel so much like a date she wonders.
"You know that sounds really good to me," Quinn replies. She realizes how much she misses them.
Rachel tucks in a stray strand of hair, "If you're sure I will not be imposing too much. I would love to come as well," a shy blush spread across her face. Why am I getting butterflies? She opens her car and gets in.
Santana smiles a genuine smile, "Great! Dinner will be ready by 7 but feel free to come by before then. I'll make sure Mami has some of that rabbit food you love so much Rachel."
They wave as they watch her drive away. "Where's your car Q?"
"I walked," she shrugs.
Santana grabs ahold of her arm and drags her to her car, "I'll drop you off or do wanna come to mine right now?"
"I'll go home and get ready," as she nervously fiddles with the radio. "How do you think they'll react to my new look?"
Santana laughs, "They'll be okay as long as you don't look like a crack head they won't care."
Quinn laughs with her. When she pulls into her drive way she leans over to hug Santana. She breaths in her familiar lavender scent. "I'll see you in a couple hours," as she pulls back.
Santana leans forward to kiss her cheek but just barely missing her mouth. Their breaths hitch in and she says in a husky voice, "I'll see you in a few hours Q."
Quinn gets out of the car with shaky legs. Santana watches as she walks to the door. Quinn turns and waves before she goes inside. Santana brings a hand to her still tingly lips while calls her parent to let them know they are having company tonight. Well this is gonna be an interesting night
A/N: songs of course aren't mine

Rachel: Stupid in Love by Rihianna

Santana: Already Gone by Kelly Clarkson

Quinn: My Immortal by Evanessence

Blaine: Cough Syrup by Young the Giant
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