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Falling Into History	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 14517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. I'm just making them dance for my own amusement. The warnings as always stay the same. And everyone who's taken time to read this fic.
Chapter Five: Curly Boy Say What
Santana really hates waking up early ever since she ditched cheerios last year she has enjoyed sleeping in. But a certain short diva text her last night saying she had to go school early, and that she talked to her fathers' they are happy she won't be staying on her own anymore. She wanted to talk to Mr. Schue about Glee, something to do with the duets this year.
So she finds herself in her car at 7 in the morning waiting for Quinn to get her lazy ass out here. She thinks about leaning on horn but decides against it, no point having the neighbors come and bitch her out.
She shots Quinn a text, Yo Barney get yo ass out here!
I'm on my way Satan ;) was the response.
Santana lets out a small laugh and fires back, Bitch, you know you'd sell your soul to get with this :p
She looks up when she hears the door open. Santana stares open mouth at the girl locking her door. Quinn was wearing skinny black jeans with a black tee, those damn suspenders again and black fedora tilted to the right. Holy fuck if she looks this good from the back imma die when she turns around. Santana lets out a loud groan when Quinn does turn around. Quinn's clothes hug every curve nicely. She notices that the hat covers Quinn's right eye giving her a rakish look. She frowns when she notices that Quinn's bag is obstructing her view. Stupid bag!
Quinn gives Santana a flirty wink when she opens the car door to get in. "Good Morning S," she leans over and gives her a peck on the cheek.
Santana is busy creaming her panties at the moment please leave a message after the beep, as she tries to shake the fog out of her brain. Santana clears her throat, "Morning." Why does she sound like a pre-pub boy? She starts the car and backs out to pick up the other third of this trio.
Quinn lets out a throaty laugh enjoying the effect she's having on her friend. Quinn checks out Santana glancing out the corner of eye. She licks her lips at Santana short black shirt and white button up blouse. Damn I thought I was safe after we ditch cheerios last year but fuck Santana's skirts just got shorter and tighter, she groans inwardly. If that shirt has just one more button unbuttoned her boobs would pop out. Quinn was glad that her bag was covering the obvious arousal she had. Note to self: stop wearing tight pants around girls you're attracted too.
Santana on the other hand is giggling like mad on the inside at how uncomfortable Quinn is. Ha it's nice to know she's having the same effect on Quinn as she has on her. If Rachel looks half as good she thinks she might die. Happily die, but it just might get a little messy, Santana thinks pulling into the other driveway.
Santana grabs her phone from the cup holder to shot Rach a text, We're here Tiny Dancer.
She receives a quick response, I'm on my way out the door now. "Rach is on her way," she tells Quinn.
"So what's the plan? You know Finnoying is going to try something today but if Karofsky does what he's told at least Finn won't have any back up," Quinn says resting her head on the back of the seat.
Santana glances at her, "After the way he almost peed his pants yesterday, I don't think we have to worry about the football team. Plus we have the Gleek boys there as back up if Rock Hudson needs it."
Quinn leans over to give her a fist bump, "We were pretty awesome using our power for good."
Santana just remembered, "Did I tell you that Sue wanted us to rejoin the cheerios this year?" Quinn shakes her head no, "Yeah she cornered me yesterday and told me you and I will be co-caps if we go back."
Quinn shrugs, "No thanks I'm done with that, but I wouldn't be upset if you decide you want to go back."
Santana frowns and then shakes her head, "No. I don't think I will. For one Brittany would be there and I really don't want to hang around her all the time and I would rather be with you and Midget."
Quinn gives her a lopsided smile, "Speaking of our diva. I wonder what's taking her so long."
The front door to the Berry home opens just then, showing an excited Rachel bouncing on the balls of her feet. The tiny brunette waves to the girls enthusiastically when she turns to close the door behind her; it gives the two HBICs a chance to look over her outfit. She looks adorable in her black and white polka dotted sundress and Mary Janes adorning her cute little feet.
"Fuck she's too damn adorable," groans Santana. Quinn just nods in agreement wondering why she thought it was a good idea to become friends with the two girls she always been attracted too.
"Good Morning future roommates!" Rachel greets the girls getting into the car. She eyes the girls hungrily but gives herself a mental shake when she comes close to drooling.
"Rachel," Santana groans, "You're too peppy this early in the morning especially when I haven't had my coffee yet," as she backs out of the driveway.
Rachel giggles adorably, "Sorry Santana I wouldn't object to a stop to the Lima Bean if you feel the need for caffeine."
Quinn grunts in agreement, "I would kill for a grande double shot of a chocolate latte."
After a quick stop at Lima Bean the girls made their way to school. "Tell me again why we're headed to hell so early again," questions a slightly less grumpy Santana.
Quinn sighs into her latte, "I thought hell was your summer home Satan."
Santana just flips her off choosing not to reply.
"Well I had an idea for the duets at Sectional this year."
"You and who else Tiny?" Santana asks as she glances at the rear view.
Rachel shakes her head, "I was thinking that you and Quinn can do it this year. You both did wonderful job at last year's Sectionals. Or even Tina and Mike, because I know for a fact that Mike has improved over the summer. I've seen them in my vocal class and struck a timid friendship with them."
"What about the group number or the solo?" Quinn wonders. She seriously likes the idea of sharing the stage with her oldest friend. They haven't really sung 'together' since their audition piece.
"I of course will have the solo," she smiles. "But depending on the song we choose for the group we'll work it out then."
"It sounds like a great idea if you get Schue to agree. But what about the male diva? Won't Jesse be all pissy about not getting a solo or the duet?" Santana points out.
"I have spoken to Jesse at length last night and he agrees that a changeup is a good idea. We have to keep the judges guessing and all that."
"Wow I'm surprised he agreed to it," states Quinn. "I would've thought Mr. Shine Your Spotlight On Me would have cried over the loss of the limelight."
Rachel giggles, "Jesse isn't as bad as all that. He just never liked Finn and he never thought that he was a strong enough male lead. That's why he always fought for them. He knew if he didn't then Mr. Schue would give them to Finn because he's in 'love' with him or something according to Jesse."
They pull into the school parking lot, "What about Puck or Sam or even Kurt." Santana questions as she eases into her spot and shut off the engine.
"Well Puck doesn't seem to care one way or another Sam's lips annoy Jesse so he says and Kurt grates on his nerves," Rachel chuckles. "Jesse says he must have been high to even have considered dating him but I think he'll pleasantly surprise with Blaine."
The girls head into the school after gathering their belongings.
Santana gives Rachel a thought look, "You know Rae? I think I'm going to like Prissy Boy. All this time I thought that he thought he was better than everyone." Quinn grunts in agreement. Rachel stares at her for a moment. "Don't mind Q. She not human until the caffeine kicks in." Quinn shots her, a weak glare.
"Oh I see," a giggling diva replies, "But yes Jesse does think he's better than everyone except me of course. But he really doesn't like Finn. He berated me numerous times for continually taking him back. Jesse told me not to trust him, I wish I took his advice in the first place."
They entered the choir room hoping the curly haired teacher was actually early for a change. The room of course was empty as was he's office. So the girls head to he's classroom hoping that they would see him there. They sigh in relief when the door was open and lights were on.
"Good Morning Mr. Schue!"
He sighs at his desk, "Rachel please it's too early for your whining."
Rachel flushes in embarrassment as her girls' growl softly staring at the weaselly man. "No Mr. Schue I came to discuss an idea I had for the sectional duets."
"Let me guess, you and Jesse," he says sarcastically.
Rachel's back stiffens up, "No I was thinking more along the lines of Quinn and Santana," he snorts, "or Tina and Mike. I of course will audition for the solo if you feel the need to hold one but we all know that I'm the best suited for it."
He stands up from his desk, "That's great and all but I'm the director so it's my choice. So I was thinking Finn takes the solo and Mercedes and Kurt take the duets. Artie and Brittany take the leads in the group number."
The girls stand there flabbergasted when Santana blurts out, "Are you trying to throw the competition? You're putting your best singer to sway in the background, that's just ridiculous!"
Mr. Schue gives her an angry look, "Like I said Santana I'm the director so it's my call to make. If you don't like it you can always drop out."
"This is stupid, is about what happened yesterday at the meeting?" Quinn asks.
"Maybe but I saw I was playing favorites and that there's too much talent in my club to only rely on Rachel and Jesse." He looks up at the clock, "School is about to start so I suggest you get to it."
The shocked trio move to leave when the teacher calls them back, "Since you failed to attend homeroom yesterday you don't know that I had them changed for the glee club. Your homeroom is now in the choir room."
They barely glance at him when the all just want to leave his presence in a hurry. Once they reached their lockers Quinn was the first one to break the silence, "Is it me or is Mr. Schue being vindictive?"
"No Q you're right I think the gel has finally rotted his brains."
"What are we going to do? I mean everyone is talented but I don't think they have the vocal strength carry us to victory," a tearful Rachel states. "I knew I was right! Mr. Schue is trying to ruin my career."
Her girls shrug helplessly. There's not much they can do, it's not like they can beat some sense into the teacher.
"I would rather quit then be a laughing stock. I can't believe the nerve of that man. He never gave me a chance to fully explain my ideas. And he had the nerve to tell me that I wasn't a team player last year." She rants throwing her books into her locker. "Just wait until Jesse gets back between the four of us we'll set Mr. I Hate My Students straight. Pffff if he thinks that I'm going to just sit back and let him ruin all of our hard work because his feelings were hurt, he has another thing coming."
Quinn and Santana share an amused look and give another helpless shrug. The decided it was better to let their little songbird get it out of her system before they go into homeroom. They had a non-verbal conversation agreeing to have a little chat with Mr. Schue when the opportunity presented itself.

Unknown to the girls the where being watch by a very smug Finn Hudson watching the scene unfold. He was pissed that at football practice he lost the support teammates. He had plans on making it impossible for Rachel to walk 5 feet without being slushied. Finn thought he could count on Karofsky but the little fag had the balls to question his manhood. He made it seem like Finn couldn't handle the little bitch on his own. He said that Finn had to hide behind the team to do his dirty work. Well he'll have to show him won't he? He'll get that faggot.
Yes everyone thinks that Finn is stupid but like Brittany it's all for show. He's boy next door ruse enables him to get away with a lot of crap. For instance when he takes out Karofsky and Sam next time they are on the field he'll make it seem like it was all an accident. A few missed blocks here and there should be enough to take Sam out of the game. Then Finn will have his starting quarterback spot back like he deserves.
Mike is another one on his list. The dancing queer thought he could put his hands on him well he has another thing coming. Finn thinks a cheap shot block out in the field during practice will be good. Hopefully the dumbass will land wrong and break his damn ankle. It would ruin his chances for a dancing career. That just left Tina but she's a little no body so he won't even bother with her. She's invisible anyway he tends to forget she's even there.
Santana and Quinn will be a little difficult to get to. Plus even if he just admits it to himself the bitches scare him a little but he's a man he can handle them besides he has a score to settle with both of them. Santana for trying to turn him into a big joke after she swiped his v card. Come on it was his first time, he shouldn't have been expected to hold on for too long. It's not like he cared if she came or not anyway. Then there's Quinn the little bitch is another one like Rachel that has denied and embarrassed him. Quinn tries to act all pure and innocent but he knows that she's just a little tramp like all other girls.
Puck it someone he has to watch. They've been friends since junior high but the Mohawk boy is starting to choose the wrong side. He's been sticking up for Rachel way too much lately. Finn let it slide when he found out that they made out because Puck was drunk and he stopped it before it could go any further. Puck knew that Finn was the only one that could swipe the tranny's v card. He still might be able to though. He can get Puck to throw a party slip her a little something after he gets her away from her guard dogs. Finn gets a sick little smile on his face.
He'll let it slip, by accident of course, that Karofsky is a little gay boy. Kurt told him about the kiss last year. Then after Prom a drunken Karofsky convinced Kurt to give him a blow job. Now there's another little fag that needs to learn his place just because their parents are married doesn't make them family. He rather eat glass then have him for a brother but the little gossip has his uses. He's a better source of gossip then Jewfro. Finn would rather fuck Suzy Pepper then have to talk to Jewfro. He feels sick that Kurt still has a crush on him but like he said Kurt has more use thinking he has a shoot then he would knowing, that's there no way in hell that's gonna happen.
Between Kurt and that annoying tater tot loser Mercedes, Finn is a very well informed man. A little apology for being a mean boy in the past has them eating out of the palm of his hand now. Which is why he knows that Jesse won't be back until next week. It gives him plenty of time to destroy Rachel's stupid little dreams.
He made that douche bag Mr. Schue take away the one thing man-hands loves, her precious show choir and all her solos. It was so easy because Schue was still mad at the scene that happened before he left. Finn just had to whine about how unfair it was for Rachel and St. Jackass to always be in the spot light. Aren't there other talented singers in the group? Ever since St. Jackoff moved here he never got a solo anymore. Finn just thinks Mr. Schue wants to suck his dick. He might let him if it helps him reach his goals. It'll make him sick as hell but he'll do it.
He wished that Schue would have waited to tell her the news. He would have loved to see her face when she realizes that her dreams were crashing down all around her. It's too bad that he didn't get a chance to savor that moment. It's okay though he'll get to see it when it's announced at glee.
Oh yes the little tramp is going to suffer. He knows that she won't be able to keep quiet so if he plays his cards right she'll be thrown out before sectionals then there goes her lame Broadway dreams.

A tall blonde is also starring at the trio but instead of a smug look the blonde is sporting a confused one. She can't understand what she did wrong. She played it like she always have but for some reason it didn't work this time. Sanny never made it this hard before after everything she's done to prove that they belong together Sanny is going to try and throw it all away.
No. Brittany isn't going to let it end like that. She will get her girl back. She expected the girl to chase her out the room like she always does. But when she didn't only Artie, she knew she had come up with a different plan.
By the looks of it she's going to have to get rid of Quinn all over again. Didn't she learn the first around? The stubborn bitch thinks that she could take her girl with her new sexy look. Nope. It's not going to work Sanny will come to her senses.
It doesn't look like Rachel got the message either. She thought that Rachel was smart. But it doesn't look like she got the hint. No one is coming between them. Britney will do whatever she has to make sure of it.

Homeroom was hell for the girls when Mr. Schue made the announcement about the sectional setup it was split down the middle for the most part. Blaine and Sugar were confused by the reaction since they haven't been here the last two years they no idea of the shit storm about to hit. The three boys were fuming at the little regard this teacher has for his students. Don't get Sam wrong he's happy his girlfriend got a solo but he doesn't understand why Brittany and Finn do as well. Those two aren't the strongest singers in the club. If he wanted to showcase Britney well damn put her front and let her dance with Mike. God this is going to be so bad.
Puck wanted to go over and punch the smug look off of Finn. The little son of a bitch is enjoying this way too much. It must have been his idea. This jerkoff is trying to destroy Rachel and taking the whole damn club with him. Puck narrows his eyes at the boy who was once his best friend; he's need to get his ass kicked and when he does Puckasuraus is going hold him down for the two HBICs.
A smug Will Schuester announces, "Rachel I think I forgot to mention, I'm taking away your co-captaincy."
Rachel exclaims, "But Mr. Schue…"
He interrupts, "Save it Rachel. I need someone who's a team player someone who will put the needs of the club before their own. So congratulations Mercedes, you and Finn are the new co-captions I know you'll do me proud."
Santana's heard enough she jumps up off her chair shouting "Are you out of your damn mind? A team player? Need I remind you about who saved our asses that first year from being the biggest goddamn joke at sectionals? You're being a fucking idiot! Mercedes as co-caption with dough boy you're freaking joking right?" Santana shrugs off the hands that are trying to pull her back down in her seat.
Quinn jumps up whispering harshly in her ear, "Shut the fuck up S! You won't be able to help Rae if you get thrown out of the club."
Santana sags as her energy is drained. She sits heavily down on her seat. "Please calm down San, we'll figure something out," Rachel pleads softly. Santana nods giving her word.
Mr. Schue seemed to have gotten his backbone back squeaks out, "Another outburst like that Santana and I'll be forced to kick you out of glee and send you to the principal's office."
Santana just crosses her arms giving him her best death glare.
A gleeful Mercedes says, "All I can say it's about time that my talent has gotten noticed," Mercedes fist bumps with Kurt. "It can't always be the Rachel Berry show." She glares at Rachel and smile smugly, "Why I think this is a first Kurt."
"What's that girlfriend," the excited young man asked.
"Motor mouth has nothing to say!" Mercedes swallows whatever else she was about to say when Sam gives her disappointed look.
It's taking everything Santana has not to jump up and punch Mercedes' teeth down her fucking throat. But she just made a promise to Rachel that she would behave herself. Even if it kills her or rather more than likely she's gonna kill someone. Namely Mercedes because the gloating girl is having way to fun much rubbing the solo in her diva's face. They're all too stupid to realize that this set up is going to completely fuck their chances and if by some miracle they do win it's going to be impossible to live with these assholes.
She takes a deep breath when notices Quinn palm is bleeding a little. The girl is digging her nails into her palm but she was too pissed to notice at the moment. Santana leans across Rachel grabbing Quinn's hand. She pries it open linking their fingers together. Santana scoots closer to Rachel so she can lay their hands on the diva's lap.
Rachel watches the girls carefully noting that Quinn relaxes instantly she scoots over a little as well. Rachel rest one of her hands on top of the girls' too and watches as the tension leave both their bodies. Quinn lays her head on Rachel's shoulder. Rachel's coconut shampoo instantly lures her into a blissful state. Santana follows suit and lays her head down as well. She muses that they should bottle up Rachel's scent. It should be considered a sedative, it was freaking calming. The girls have a calming effect on Rachel too. The mixture of lavender and vanilla fill her nose. She's trying so hard not to cry but she doesn't want to give these assholes the satisfaction.
The girls' lack of reaction now was grating on a few people's nerves namely Finn and Mercedes. Brittany is too excited at the moment to notice anything is wrong. She wonders if she can get Sanny to help her with her lines. That could be the way back into Sanny heart, she thinks with a smile. She glances back to where the girls are sitting, her face starts to turn red she's so mad right now. Sanny should be laying on her shoulder. She should be holding her hand not those little shits. Sanny is hers damn it. She feels tears start to form she bites her lip to hold them back.
When the bell rings to end home room the girls couldn't be happier the sooner they leave the better, because if Santana or Quinn wasn't allowed to commit murder they needed to leave now. The trio walks quickly out of the room not bothering to stop and talk to anyone. They would just rather leave as soon as possible because Rachel knows that her girls are about to explode.
"I've said it all along Mr. Schue hates me," Rachel moans sadly leaning her head on Santana's shoulder as they walk to their next class. Santana casually moves her arm to circle the short brunette's slim waist.
"I don't think he likes any of us Rae," Quinn responses not wanting to feel left out grabs Santana's books from her other hand and places them in her bag when she was done she holds now Santana's free hand.
"I've only been saying it for the last two years finally someone has agreed with me," Rachel beams. Their class mates stare at the rear display of affection between the girls. They're still waiting for the Apocalypse to happen. The girls take the same seats from yesterday when they get to class. The trio sits unaware of the scrutiny that they are receiving.
The bell rings when a woman comes rushing in, "Good morning class my name is Shelby Corcoran and I'll be taking over the class for the remainder of the semester. Ms. Davies had to leave out of town for a family emergency."
The girls stare at the new teacher. Santana gives Quinn a 'what the fuck' look, who just shrugs, this woman look a hell of lot like Rachel. Rachel on the other hand is thinking that this woman bears a striking resemblance to her idol Idina Menzel.
The rest of the classes flies by before they know it it's time to part ways this leaves the girls pouting not really wanting to say goodbye yet. They linger at their lockers until the last possible minute before they have to head to class.
On the way to class Brittany drags Santana into an empty class room. She pushes her against the door kisses her. Brittany runs her hands all over Santana's body. Brittany licks and bites her neck finding her weak spot. The dazed Latina recovers her senses as she pushes the taller girl away.
"What the fuck B? I told you that I was done with you! You can't keep doing this to me," Santana moves away straightening out her clothes. When the fuck did she unbutton my blouse?
Brittany moves to grab her again, "But Sanny I love you and I know that you love me too."
"As much as I loved you Britt, I already told that this thing between us, is done," moving out of her way.
"Sanny," Brittany whines.
The Latina rolls her eyes pushing the blonde out of the way, "Goodbye B," and walks out the door.
She heard Brittany scream in frustration and a chair crash into the wall, but she continued to walk away. In her next class she sat down shaking but she knows she's doing the right thing. She slides further down in her desk not noticing Ms. M look of concern. She goes through the motions in class. Santana was so far in her head she doesn't realize when the class ended.
She hurries to the lunchroom where she's meeting her girls. She told them what happened with Brittany before 3rd period. Quinn was ready hunt the girl down and show her who Santana really belong to. She actually had to drag Rachel back to the table to stop her from finding the girl. When they finally calmed the diva down they sat the rest of lunch trying come up with a plan for glee.

The trio was happy that the rest of the day past smoothly with no more incidents. Rachel and the HBICs were at their lockers getting ready to leave when a hush fell into the corridors. Finn armed with slushies in each hand came barreling down toward them. Quinn and Santana tensed ready for a fight when out of nowhere Karofsky blocks him.
"Get out of my way," Finn yells.
Karofsky sneers, "What do you think you're doing?"
"It's none of your fucking business queer!"
Karofsky stiffens narrowing his eyes at the boy, upends the cups all over Finn. A shock runs through the corridor but the HBICs burst out laughing. Karofsky with a satisfied smirk says to the dumbstruck boy, "Finnept the memo says that these girls are off limits starting now.
Finn wipes the slushy from his face says, "Who going to stop me?"
The football team gather around Karofsky and he just raise an eyebrow smirking.
Finn red face gets in his face, "I'll make you regret this! All of you!"
The football player chuckle, "Good luck with that you're like a flying solo, douche bag."
Finn pushes past the crowd dripping slushy as he goes. The boy cursing to himself, this was not part of the plan. It seems every step forward sends him two steps back. The frustrated boy barges in the locker room to clean up and change.
Santana walks up to Karofsky and fist bumps him whispers, "Thank you David. You did good."
He looks at her and whisper back, "I'm just trying to make things right."
She smiles and walks back to her girls. Rachel was still in shock by the new events, "What the hell to you do to that boy?" she hisses when she snaps out of it.
Quinn and Santana shrug innocently, "We just talked some sense into him," Quinn replied with innocent hazel eyes. Rachel not completely believing them decided it was best to let it go for now.
The HBICs drop the diva off at her house. She makes plan to be over to help Quinn after 6 but the former blonde suggests the weekend would be better to go over. It'll give them more time to pack the house. So for now the girls will just take what they needs to the Lopez's house.
When Rachel left for dance she had the feeling that she was being followed. At class she felt she was being watched. But she shrugged it off when she noticed the death glares Brittany was sending her way. The diva ignored her, the best she could and continued to do her routine.
After class was over she heads to Santana's home. Rachel fumbles with her bags to knock on door. Santana smiles brightly when she opens the door. They give each other a big hug as if they haven't seen each other in days rather than a few hours.
"My parents said that you'll be taking the Izzy's room," Santana tells her leading up the stair case taking one of Rachel's bags.
"Will she mind," asked a nervous diva. She doesn't want to put anyone out.
San glances over her shoulder, "She's off to college, Rae so it's not like she's home often. Besides she doesn't care my parents talk to her this morning."
She laughs, "As long as you're sure. Speaking of your parents where they are? And Quinn has she arrived yet?"
Santana opens the door to her temporary room, "Oh they got called in for some emergency surgery. And Quinn's taking a shower she got here just before you. Okay I made sure that you have plenty of closet space and enough room in the dresser for your things. Izzy took most of her things with her but the girl is a clothes whore like me."
"Thank you San. You didn't have to all that."
The girl shrugs, "It wasn't a problem. Is that all you brought?" notices that the diva didn't have that much.
"This is just for now. I brought the necessities I needed for this week. I'll get the rest this weekend," Rachel explains.
Santana smiles, "I'll leave you to get settled in then." Before she makes it to the door she turns back around, "Oh shit I almost forgot my dad made you a set of keys before he had to go to the hospital." She hands them to the smiling diva.
"Thank you so much," when Santana leaves the room she takes her own showers. When she was done Quinn walks in the room looking fresh.
"Have you settled in," sitting on the bed.
"I'm just starting too," she replies.
They talk idly for a while waiting for Santana finish her shower. It turns out that Quinn has her own room here. Quinn was here so often when they were younger that Santana's parents turn their guest room into Quinn's bedroom.
They go find Santana after a while. Santana tells she ordered pizza for dinner before she got in the shower. Before Rachel could protest she told her that the pizzeria made vegan pizzas as well. Rachel smiled and thank the girl for her thoughtfulness. In the nearly three years of the on and off relationship with Finn, he not once went out of his way to accommodate her dietary preferences.
The girls go watch TV in the family room while they wait for the pizzas to arrive. They tried to figure out what to do about glee and Mr. Schue. When the doorbell rings they look at each, it's too early for the pizzas to arrive.
When Santana opens the door she is shocked to find Ms. Corcoran standing outside her door. "Can I help you?" the confused Latina asks.
The teacher fidget nervously with her hands, "Yes I would like to speak to Rachel if I may."
The brunette narrows her eyes, "Why?"
Shelby sighs, "Please? I promise I'm not some crazy person stalking her."
Santana tightens her jaw, "Fine but you have wait out here." Santana closes the door in her face not giving her time to respond.
"Who's at the door," Quinn asks without shifting her gaze from the tv.
"Ms. Corcoran wants to speak with you Rachel," Santana tells her with confusion written all over her face.
Quinn left a sculpted eyebrow, "What the hell for San?"
She just shrugs, "I don't know Q. I don't even know she knows that Rae is even here."
The girls follow Rachel when she goes to the door, "Yes may I help you?"
The teacher gives her a nervous smile, "I'm sorry for coming here but I needed to talk to you before school tomorrow."
Confusion still all over Rachel's face, "What about, Ms. Corcoran?"
She takes a deep breath, "I'm your mother."
The girls in back of her gasp, "What the fuck! I knew she looked like you Rae," Quinn blurts out. A shocked Rachel doesn't know what to do. She always dreamed about meeting her mother.
"Can I come in and explain please," the woman pleads.
Rachel glances at her girls, they give her reassuring nods. So she lets her in, they settle in the family room again and turn off the tv. "I don't know what to say I'm not usually this speechless," the girls nod in agreement.
Santana blurts out, "How did you know that she was staying here?"
Shelby blushes as she stutters, "Um well I uh followed her here from the dance class."
"I know I was being followed," Rachel huffs.
"I'll start by saying the only reason I came Lima was to connect with you Rachel," Shelby starts.
Rachel nods slowly, "So you knew where the whole time?"
Shelby shakes her head, "No not until last year, at nationals. I was there with my team."
Rachel bites her lip, "Oh, but how did you know I was your daughter?"
Shelby gives her a timid smile, "When I saw you on stage, I felt like I knew you immediately. It was like seeing me on stage," Quinn hums in agreement. "I tracked your fathers' down and contacted them."
"Why didn't they let me know as soon as you contacted them?"
"They left it up to me to whether tell you or not. At that point I was still undecided if I wanted to reach out to you or not. They didn't want you to get hurt, because if you knew about me and I changed my mind."
Rachel felt hurt, "I see."
"Rachel, I was young when I got pregnant with you. I had such big dreams about being a star in Broadway," the girls laugh and left Shelby confused.
Rachel blushes, "I must confess that I too want to be a Broadway star."
Shelby laughs, "It's amazing how similar we are."
The doorbell interrupts them again. Quinn bounces up too pay for the pizzas. When she returns she politely ask, "Did you want a slice Ms. Corcoran?"
"No thank you. But I take a cup of water, please."
Rachel is too nervous to eat so the girls decide to wait to eat until she's ready.
Shelby drinks her water before continuing, "Like I said I was young and not ready to raise a child. I was 16 when I got pregnant with you and I just turned 17 when I had you."
Santana questions, "What about your parents?"
"They disowned me when they found out." Rachel feels guilty about that even though she never met them. "I looked into private adoption after that. I met a few couples that seemed wonderful, but then I met your fathers they seemed like such a loving couple. We came to an agreement they would get to adopt you and I lived with them during my pregnancy. I got to know them real well during that time. They paid for the doctor visit and all my medical needs. After I had you I stayed for a few months to help take of you. I swear it broke my heart to let you go Rachel and there hasn't been a day that has gone by that you haven't been on my mind."
Quinn blurts out, "Then why didn't you want to meet her?"
Shelby looks down, "It's not I didn't want to meet you. It's that I didn't know if you needed me. If you even wanted a mother. I didn't want to disrupt your life Rachel if you were happy with the way things are."
"I always had dreams about meeting my mother," Rachel confesses. "When I was mad or upset with my fathers. Or if something bad happened in school. I love my fathers but they don't always understand me so they tend to overcompensate. I always needed my mother," Rachel looks at her mother with tears in her eyes.
The Lopez's walk in confused to see a strange woman sitting in their family room. Lupe eyes the woman suspiciously, "What's going on mija? Who's this?"
Rachel stands up, "This is my mother Shelby Corcoran."
They share a surprised look. Shelby's story was retold while they ate dinner. They family spent another hour or so getting to know the woman better. She told the family that she did make it Broadway under her stage name Idina Menzel.
Rachel exclaims, "Ha! I told you that she looked like her." The girls laughed so it turned out that they were all right. Shelby wanted to have a break from stage since she performed basically non-stop for over a decade. So she started teaching at Carmel, her old school it was only meant to be for a year or two. Shelby took over for Vocal Adrenaline last year which is how she saw Rachel at nationals. After that when the substitute position opened up at McKinley, Shelby saw it as a sign and jumped at the opportunity. She originally planned on waiting before introducing herself but like mother like daughter patience is not their strong suit.
They talk until it was time for the teenagers to head to bed. Rachel and Shelby hugged at the door agreeing to meet for dinner sometime later in the week. Rachel watched her leave; this year definitely is looking up for all of us. They help clean up and kiss Santana parents good night. The girls walk to their separate rooms but somehow they all ended up sleeping in Santana's room that night and the rest of the week.
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