Chapter 1 - Nurse Terri

Pulling in to the faculty parking lot at a fast speed and almost running over a student, Terri Del Monico parks her '94 Probe in to two parking spaces pissing off the other faculty members.

As she makes her way to the building, the nurse was not even faze by the scene of the immature football jocks that were tossing the kids they deemed "losers" into the dumpster and stealing their lunch money.

"Hey Miss Del Monico, looking good," Puck pauses his torturing to give her a good once over as she passes by him.

"Hey Mr. T, don't forget to take your anti-depressants so your hair can grow back okay." Terri says as she keeps walking towards the building.

Puck frowns at nickname and runs his hand through his hair. He waits until she gets in the building and turns to the kid next in line to be thrown in the dumpster and outstretches his hand for their lunch money.

"Please don't throw me in there, do you have any idea how much this shirt costs," Kurt pleads with him.

Puck shrugs at him before signally his buddies to toss him.

As she makes her way to her office, Mr. Figgins spots her.

"Miss Del Monico, please come to my office." said Mr. Figgins from behind her.

"Great." Terri mutters to herself as she rolls her eyes behind her sunglasses and plasters a fake smile before turning around and greeting Mr. Figgins.

"Hello Figgins, you're looking handsome today, new suit?" Terri asks in attempt to charm him into a good mood while following him into his office.

"No, but I am on the Atkins diet," Mr. Figgins answers her as he takes a seat behind his desk.

"I can tell you look really great. What is it you wanted to talk to me about." Terri asks.

"We've had another student sick, and the parents are accusing you of giving them incomprehensible and not to mention illegal drugs." Figgins tells her.

"They're not illegal drugs if they are over the counter Figgins and I haven't heard of anyone getting sick after their visit with me." Terri replies denying the accusation.

"I've been getting a lot of complaints from students and I can't risk being sued by their parents. Mrs. Romper has recovered from her fall and will be reinstated in her position." Mr. Figgins informs her.

"Are you firing me?" Terri asks while staring incredulously at Mr. Figgins.

"Your stay was only temporary and you don't have the right credentials to be a school nurse," Mr. Figgins explains.

"I used to manage the first-aid box at Sheets N' Things. You can't fire me, how am I going to pay off my pottery barn debt?" Terri fires back.

"This week will be your last." Figgins tells her undeterred.

"Come on Figgins there's got to be something you can do, you can't just fire me." Terri pleads with him.

"Most of the kids are afraid of you and avoid going to the nurse's office when they are sick and then end up getting other kids sick, I can't run a school like that."

"Well there's got to be another position you have available then."

"Even if I did, you're not qualify to be a teacher."

"Harsh." Terri frowns.

"Look Miss Del Monico there's nothing I can do."

"Mr. Figgins, when you did that video for women lingerie, did I tell anybody? No. When everyone was making fun of you because you thought Twilight was based off a true story, didn't I come to your defense. Please there has to be something you can do." Terri begs with desperation in her eyes.

Figgins looks at her for a moment with a pity stare.

He sighs out loud.

"There is a position that was recently opened that I've been having a hard time to fill, but I don't think you would want it. It's not very popular with the kids at this school and I doubt you can get anyone to join."

Terri claps her hands and smiles. "Done. What is it?"

"Mr. Ryerson has been terminated after being accused of molesting unnamed male students."

"I don't know who that is, what class did he teach?" She asks with curiosity in her eyes.

"He was the Glee club director."

"What is Tree club? Is that where they hug trees all day and listen to birds chirp? She asks confused.

"No, Glee club, where student can sing and dance."

"I use to date a boy in high school that sang and dance, this is perfect for me."

"The catch is Miss Del Monico is you have to have a least 12 student in order the keep the club going, and you're not going to have a lot of funds so you'll probably have to raise them yourself." He explains.

"No problem Figgins, I can do this." Terri said as she gets up to walk out of his office.

Mr. Figgins watches her leave not knowing if he wanted her to succeed her not.

In the nurse's office Terri is on the phone with her sister asking her for advice concerning her new position.

"How am I going to get kids to join the glee club I don't even like talking to any of them? Terri asks with worry laced in her voice.

"It's going to be hard, Glee club is for losers, I doubt anyone would want to join. Figgins is setting you up for failure." Her sister replies with blunt honesty.

Terri glances out her window towards the hallway where Rachel Berry was just slushied by the Cheerios.

"God, they're monsters out, there's a reason why I keep my door locked and I keep the lights shut."

"I would suggest threatening one of the popular kids to join that way they can do the rest of the work for you getting other kids to join." Her sister advises.

There's a knock on the door but Terri ignores it and continues her conversation with her sister.

"How do I do that?"

"I don't know find something about them."

The knocking continues. Terri huffs with annoyance.

"Okay I got to let you go there's someone at the door."

"Let me know what happens."

"Sure." Terri hangs up the phone and goes to open the door.

"Yes, Can I help you?" Terri looks down at the kid in the wheelchair.

"The jocks threw a basketball at my face, and my nose is bleeding" Artie tells her.

"Eww, why would you come here for that? The boys bathroom is down the hall, to your left. Clean yourself up." Terri replies with a disgusted look on her face. Blood gives her nausea.

Artie looks up at her confused, blood dripping from his nose.

"Well, hurry up your getting my floor dirty."

Artie rolls away.

Terri watches him rolls by the Cheerios who just slushied Rachel. Santana is still laughing and Quinn shakes her head with a smile while Brittany gets something from her locker. She stared at them while an idea pops in her head. She smiles and then turns back into her office, locking the door behind. Sitting at her desk, she forms a plan to get the cheerleaders to join.

Down the hall at Brittany's locker the Unholy Trinity were coming down from the high as they laughed at Rachel expense.

"That was mean you guys," Brittany tells them as she stare at her books confused at which one she would need for her next class.

"She's mean to us when she wears those hideous clothes that make me want to barf." Santana retorts as she leans against the lockers beside Brittany while filing her nails.

"She's so aggravating, why is she dating Finn, he is so disgusting? Quinn mindlessly comments as Santana gave her a confused look.

Brittany is still staring at her books.

"Britt, I numbered your books for you so it was easier for you to remember. 1 is for the book you would need for 1st period and so on." Santana reminds her as she grabbed the book out of her locker, handing it to Brittany.

"I know San, I just can't remember what period I'm on." Brittany tells her.

Quinn laughs, but goes quiet when Santana sends her a death glare.

"It's okay Britt, that's why you have me. Why don't we skip class and head to the janitor's closet and I can tutor you later" Santana said grinning at her while rubbing Brittany's arm.

"And that's my cue to go to class, I'll see you guys later," Quinn says before walking away.

"You are just jealous," Santana replies to Quinn who already has her back towards her as she walks away. Quinn flips her hair and holds up her middle finger at Santana without turning around.

Stepping in to class, Quinn groans as she remembers this was the class that has her unfortunately sitting behind McKinley's most annoying couple. She doesn't know if she would rather be stuck with Brittany and Santana or listen to Finn and Rachel's sickening conversation as they smile stupidly at each other.

"Gross," she mutters to herself as she takes her seat reluctantly behind the couple who shares a quick kiss before class got started.

"Do you mind not doing that in front of me before I throw up on both you?" Quinn snaps the annoying couple.

"I'm sorry Quinn" Rachel puts her head down embarrassed.

"You don't have to apologize to her Rachel." Finn tells her before turning around in his seat to look at Quinn. "What you and your Cheerios did to Rachel was not cool, Quinn."

"Wow, you are finally standing up for her? That's unbelievable considering how many times she's been slushied and you never stand up to your football buddies because you're coward." Quinn said. "What, did she promise you she'd finally give up her V-card to you? I wouldn't go through with it Berry, it would be the worst 30 seconds of your life."

Finn looks flabbergasted not knowing what to say. Quinn always outsmarted him in their conversations. Thankfully class got started causing him to turn around in his seat not before telling Quinn to mind her own business.

Quinn rolls her eyes at Finn in response.

After drowning the Spanish teacher out, Quinn couldn't help how her eyes wandered towards Rachel's legs as she crossed them. She couldn't believe how long they looked considering Rachel being that of a short stature.

As she was thinking of how she would like to run her hands up and down Rachel's leg, her eyes catches Rachel's right hand sliding into an enormous hairy hand. She frowns at the scene.

Finn was so disgusting.

He's awkwardly too tall for Rachel.

He didn't match Rachel intellectually, doesn't have the same interest.

She would never understand why Rachel's with him.

Before she realizes she was checking out Rachel, Mr. Shue was calling her name. She looks up and realizes everyone was staring at her including Rachel.

"What?" Quinn blinks her eyes rapidly as if that clears up her Rachel induced daze she was in.

"I asked, which of these phrase is correct, Me llamo es Sr. Schuester or Me llamo Sr. Schuester ?" Mr. Shue repeats to her pointing to the board.

"Oh, me llamo" Quinn answered.

"Correct," Mr. Shue said turning back around towards the blackboard.

Quinn felt familiar eyes on her and finds brown eyes staring at her with a small smile on her face.

"What, Rupaul?" Quinn sneers at her, hoping Rachel didn't catch her leering at her.

"Nothing," she replies before quickly turning back around.

Quinn watches as Finn put his arm around Rachel's chair. Quinn groans and went to mindlessly doodling on her paper trying to ignore the couple in front of her. Before the class was over, she looks at her finish drawing and frowns at the face staring back at her with hearts covering the sheet.

"Oh crap," Quinn stares wide-eyed as she realizes what she drew.

After Terri formulated a plan to get the Cheerios to join glee club, she decided her main target was going to be Santana. She waited patiently for the bell to ring that signaled the end of fourth period hoping to catch Santana at her locker.

"Hey Santana." Terri greets from behind scaring Santana.

Santana jumps back at the unexpected presence of the school's nurse.

"Hey Miss Del Monico please stay away from me. I don't need any more pills. They gave my diarrhea for days. I was lying when I said I had a peanut allergy, but I only did it because I couldn't stand seating next to Finn in Algebra, he reeks of axe cologne." Santana admits out of fear of Miss Del Monico's method of prating medicine.

"Oh, I'm not a nurse anymore, Mr. Figgins promoted to Glee Club Director and I want you to be the first to join. Being a popular cheerleader and having an impressive amount of tweeter followers-"

"Twitter." Santana corrects her which the older blonde ignores as she continues on.

"—And being a Latina you probably have a decent singing voice," Terri tells her with faux excitement in her voice hoping Santana buys her pitch to join.

"Um… that is complete inaccurate and offensive and it looks like he demoted you Miss Del Monico because glee club are for the losers and geeks and I would advise you to beg Figgins for your job back because you don't want to deal with the backlash your going to get from the kids at this school and that's if you get anyone in this school to join. Sounds like Figgins hates you." Santana replies repulse at the idea before turning to walk away.

Terri follows her not willing to give up.

"C'mon as my best friend you should at least consider joining." Terri tries again desperately trying to catch up with the brunette's stride.

Santana stops and turns around.

"First of all lower your voice," she said looking around to crowed hallway to see if anyone is paying attention to their conversation. "Second of all we are NOT best friends. That is highly inappropriate and gross. This is the longest conversation we've ever had. Sorry but the answer no. I'm late for class." Santana tells her hoping the venom her voice warns the ex-nurse to not follow her anymore as she walks away towards her next classroom.

Terri watches as she walked away confused.

"If I'm not her best friend then who is?" she mutters to herself.

Santana is indeed late for class as she quickly takes her seat next to Quinn in AP Biology.

"Santana nice of you to join us, is there a reason for your tardiness? her teacher asks.

"A crazy woman was roaming the halls trying to convince me to join some loser group." Santana replies nonchalantly knowing that she won't get in trouble because she was a Cheerio.

The teacher rolls his eyes and lets it go having been familiar with Santana antics before turning back towards the blackboard.

"Having fun with Brittany?" Quinn asks her quietly.

"I wish, the school nurse with asking to commit social suicide by joining the glee club," Santana whispers back clearly irritated as she gets her notebook for her bag.

Quinn looks at her with her nose scrunch up in confusion.

"The middle age, overweight nurse that sound like seal when she talks?"

"No, the psychotic blonde nurse that's gives mentos for headaches and sleeps all day in her office" Santana answers.

Quinn frowns.

"What did you tell her?"

"That I wouldn't be caught dead in that group and if she talks to me again, I'm going to get a restraining order on her ass." Santana said.

Quinn and Santana shared a laugh.

"Look Finn, I can't go over to your house after school because I have to practice for the play," Rachel tells him as she puts her books away in her locker for the day.

The hallways were nearly empty.

"But you don't even like it," Finn rebuttals.

A couple lockers down Quinn overhears their conversation, something that she finds herself doing lately. It wasn't like it was on purpose, they were just loud and always around. She shakes her head of how whiney Finn voice becomes when he doesn't get what he wants and how Rachel somehow puts up with this type of behavior.

"Yes, I agree that some of Mr. Garrison's technique is ridiculous and unprofessional. And how he thinks that he can portray Maria better than me, who's spent their who life-"

"Uh Rachel I didn't understand anything after yes" Finn stops before he gets dizzy with all her strange sounding words.

Quinn smirks to herself of the idiocy of the boy.

Rachel sighs tiredly.

"I'm trying to say it's they only outlet I have that lets me sing musical numbers and I'm going to need all the experience I need if I want to move to New York after high school and be on the streets of Broadway."

"Why would you want to live on the streets in New York?" Finn asks tilting his head already lost.

"Not physically on the street, but in musical theatre." Rachel corrects him.

"Oh," Finn nods his head. "It just seems like you're so busy all the time and you have no time for us."

"I know I'm sorry, maybe we can do something another day," Rachel says trying make up for the negligence on her part of their relationship. "I got to go my dads are picking me up and dropping me off at the theatre. I see you later." She gives him a quick kiss on the cheek and walks away from him and towards the exit.

Quinn watches as Rachel walks past her and notices how short her skirts is until Santana walk into her view sliding to the locker next to hers and opening her locker with more strength than needed.

"Oh my god, I'm glad the day is over. Miss Del Monico has been bugging me all day about joining Glee. Doesn't she get it? Glee would be a frickin' nightmare." Santana says clearly frustrated as she throws book in her locker as hard as she can. "Uh, she's so annoying. I'm so frustrated I want to slushy somebody."

"Finn is still around I can send a text out" Quinn smirks.

"He had the audacity to stand up to me today in front of his girlfriend in class today."

"Do it, we can't have them getting more annoying than they already are." Santana tells her as Quinn sent a text out.

"Let's go and watch, I have to get to Brittany's house before Miss Del Monico sees me again. I promise Brit I'll help her study." She says as she closes her locker.

At the Pierce's House the two cheerleaders were on the blonde's bed making out with the brunette's hand underneath the taller girls' top, sliding her hand across her soft stomach and moving up towards her breast.

"Um that feels nice, San," Brittany says smiling up at her girlfriend.

"Yeah" Santana agrees leaning down to kiss the blonde lips slowly sneaking her tongue in the other girl's mouth.

Brittany accepts her tongue sucking it gently before releasing it and chasing it with her tongue.

"We should be studying." Brittany reminds her as she pulls away to talk. Santana catches her lips again before she speaks.

"We are. I'm studying your anatomy. I'm especially interested in your tongue right now."

She kisses the blonde again. Her hands move to her lips and Brittany gently sneaks her tongue out and licks her fingers.

"And then maybe we can move down a little more, maybe to your breast" she says as she moves her hands toward the dancer's breast.

"Then if we have enough time before your parents get back we can go a little lower" her hands slide underneath Brittany skirt toward her underwear. As she gets to the blondes damp area, she hears a car door slam out side. She slides her hand from underneath Brit's skirt and rolls off of her.

She groans in the pillow and Brittany smiles and gently plays with Santana hair.

"Your parents have the worst timing ever," she mumbles into the pillow.

She was definitely looking forward to her alone time with Brittany after a horrible day she was having. To say she was frustrated would be an understatement.

"Hey, San?" Brittany asked still affectionately playing with Santana's hair.

"Why don't we tell them about us, you know that we like to do more than play with each others hair?"

Santana rolls on her side facing Brittany. She cupped her cheek gently and looks into her innocent blue eyes. After a rough day she didn't feel like having that conversation. She sighs heavily and got up from the bed to pick up their forgotten books on the floor.

"We should really go back to studying, Britt." She says in her attempt to avoid the topic of coming out. She brings the books that were thrown off on the floor back on the bed to study.

Brittany looks down disappointed that once again Santana was dodging the issue. It didn't take long for Santana to notice how sad Brittany got and immediately feels guilty.

"Maybe one day, just not now." The brunette gently tells her.

Brittany nods her head but was not satisfied with that answer but she knew not to push the Latina too much.

"So," Santana starts hoping to change the subject to get the blonde in a better mood. "Come up with any new routines for the cheerios?"

The blonde instantly perks up, dance was her favorite subject and she was ridiculously good at it.

"Yea, I went over a few ideas with Quinn and she seems really excited about them," she says enthusiastically. "But there's a few moves she said won't work for cheerleading," the blonde adds obviously disappointed by their captain's response.

"Did she say why?" The brunette asks with a concern look on her face before she gets angry resorting to her having to kick her best friend ass for turning her girlfriend's ideas down.

"She said that most of the girls weren't as talented as I was and they weren't going to be able to do those dance moves and keep up with me." The blonde explains to her girlfriend.

Santana nods as she contemplates how to fix the blonde's distress.

"But I can teach anybody how to dance. Maybe if there was a club at school where I can do more freestyle dancing, that would be awesome." Brittany says smiling at her own idea.

Santana instantly thinks of glee club. Cringing at thought of joining but seeing how her girlfriends face lights up when she talks about dancing, she can't help reconsider Terri's offer just to make her girl happy.

Santana smiles and quietly listens as Brittany continues and is now demonstrating some dance moves for her.

The next day at school, Terri was moving her stuff from the nurse's office to her new office in the choir room. While setting the items she bought at the pottery barn yesterday after school, she hears a knock on her door.

"Good morning Figgins." She greets as she continues to arrange her new desk.

"Good Morning, I was just checking on how things were coming along." He smiles warmly at her.

"Well, it was at least 24 hours ago when you fired my from my old job, are you going to fired from my new job already?" she asked sarcastically.

"I know this not an ideal position for you but this was the best I can do. I really rooting for you Miss Del Monico." He tries to sound positive.

"Thank, I really appreciate it but nobody wants to join a club that the kids at school think is lame." She sighs.

After trying to get Santana to join yesterday, she was really disappointed that she was turned down repeatedly. She'll have to try a different route today if she wanted to keep her job.

"Why don't you put up a sign up sheet in the hallway and see if there's anyone interested?" He suggests.

"I don't just want anyone to join, if I let the nerd and geeks join then the club is going to go down the drain from day one. I need a leader that other kids look up to and won't be afraid to join." She explains her dilemma.

"Why don't you try the quarterback?" He proposes. "I'm sure kids look up to him. When I was in school they were always the popular kids."

"Are you talking about awkwardly, tall, Shrek looking kid? He'd probably be stupid enough to join," Terri muses for a moment at the suggestion. " But he hasn't led the football team to a single win and he looks like he has two left feet. I think the kids might feel like he's Chewbacca. And I'll hurt my neck if I have to look at him."

"Okay, well I wish you good luck. Don't lose faith. Like you said before, you can do this." He says smiling at her before leaving her office.

Santana spots the head cheerleader at her locker and strode up to her slamming her locker shut barely missing Quinn's dainty fingers.

Quinn jumps back clearly shocked by the aggressive greeting she receives.

"What the hell, Santana?" Quinn yells at her.

"Why did you turn down Britt's ideas?" She asks frustrated.

She was having a hard time sleeping last night figure out what she was going to do was Glee club. She couldn't take her frustration on Brittany, so she lashes out on Quinn.

That's what best friends are for, right?

Everyone was staring at them including Rachel whose locker with across from the blonde cheerleader, anticipating the usual fight that the two best friends were known for.

"They were too advanced for the squad and it was more free styling, which is great, but not for cheerleading." She fiery answers.

She looked at the crowd at put her HBIC face on.

"Mind your business." She yells at the student in the hallway.

"Bullshit, we're a national champion squad there's nothing too advance for us." Santana says even though she knows she reaching. She knows what Quinn is talking about and can't helps but be proud of her girl.

Quinn lowers her voice.

"Come on, you've seen the way she dances, she has a gift. She's super talented, Santana. Cheerio's great for her to an extent, but she needs another outlet to let all the expressive energy that's bubbling inside of her."

"Crap," Santana says defeated as she leans her back against the locker. "I'm going to have to join glee club aren't I?"

"Yeah." Quinn laughs at her, calming down from their intense exchange.

"Sorry, I needed to lash out on somebody." She says.

"It's okay, just next time try not to break my fingers." The blonde asks wriggling her fingers playfully in the brunette's face.

"Deal." Santana replies glad her friend wasn't too mad at the way she approached her.

"If you're going to join here's your chance." Quinn nods her head towards Miss Del Monico, who she spots over Santana's shoulder.

"What?" Santana asks confused before turning around to find the person she was hoping to avoid. She turns back to Quinn hoping her friend can save her only to find her friend was already down the hall.

"What a bitch." She mutters before turning to face Miss Del Monico.

"Good morning, Santana." Terri greets her with a big smile on her face. "I got you some coffee from the Lima Bean, I know all kids like it there."

Santana reluctantly takes the offered coffee from Miss Del Monico. From her past experience Santana knows better than to take anything from Miss Del Monico otherwise she would be sick all day long.

"Thanks." She says plastering on a fake smile.

Terri was looking at her expectantly to take a sip.

Santana eyes her coffee suspiciously to see if there was anything wrong with it. She couldn't see anything unusual but she wasn't going to chance it, she already had a headache, but she wasn't going to tell Miss Del Monico that.

"I've already had one this morning. But I'll save it for class." She finally says with a smile hoping Terri would buy her excuse.

"Okay, so did you think about joining glee today?" Terri asks getting right into it.

"No. I need more to think about okay?" She says hoping to get away from her as soon as she can.

"If you join glee, I'm sure you'll really enjoy yourself Santana. Singing, dancing, and…and… what else do you do in glee? Anyway there will be other perks, you'll be the glee captain, and you can choose any song you like to do, come on it'll be fun." She finishes with a hopeful look.

Santana is put off my her persistence.

"I've told you I haven't decided yet. Don't come to me, I'll come to you and let you know." Santana tells her.

"Okay, then." Terri accepts her defeat for now but she'll try again later. "We'll I'll be in my new office whenever you're ready."

"Sure, thanks again for the coffee."

"No, problem." Terri turns away and walks back to her office.

Santana sighed when Miss Del Monico was finally out of sight. She was about to walk to her class until she spots Rachel who was still at her locker talking to Finn.

Santana walked up to putting a faux smile on her face.

"Hey Rupaul, Finnessa." She approaches them. She instantly feels sick from the smell Finn's overly strong cologne. "God, Rachel with that big nozzle on your face, you think you can use to smell how disgusting your boyfriend reeks. Do you serious need to use that much cologne? Just because you're the size of big foot and King Kong's child doesn't mean us normal people can't smell you from ground level. "

Finn looks at her confused by the insult, as usual, and starts smelling himself like an ape.

"What do you want Santana." Rachel asks scared that Santana might pour the hot coffee in her hand all over her.

Santana grins at her.

"I want to apologize for that slushy attack yesterday, so I went to the Lima bean this morning and got you this coffee. It's vegan-friendly. Enjoy!" Santana offers her with a huge smile on her face.

Rachel takes to cup of coffee smiling.

"Thank you Santana, I can't believe you remember I'm a vegan, sometimes Finn has a hard time remembering when we got out to eat."

"Finn has hard time remembering his name, so it's not surprising." Santana retorts.

"Hey, I'm standing right here." Finn pips in offended.

Rachel rubs his arm affectionately, telling him it's ok.

Santana ignores him.

"Actually I remember how annoyingly Quinn is when she goes on about how ridiculous and unhealthy it is that you're a vegan, but that girl loves her bacon." Santana explains.

Rachel frowns.

"It's not unhealthy to be a vegan, I'll have to put together a PowerPoint and show her how healthy it is."

Santana starts grinning wider as she thinks about how pissed Quinn will be when she finds out.

"We'll don't let that coffee get cold, I have to get to class." Santana then left them without saying goodbye.

Finn and Rachel watches as she walked away.

Finn frowns at how weird Santana was acting.

"That was sweet of her, maybe she turns a new leaf overnight." Rachel comments as she's about to take a sip of her coffee.

Finn stops her.

"No, don't what if she put something in it?" Finn asks.

"Like what?" Rachel looks at the coffee curiously.

"I don't know, you can never trust Santana." Finn argues.

"Come on I can't let go to waste after she went all the way to Lima Bean, you know I love their coffee."

"Let me taste first, to make sure there's nothing in there," Finn offers.

"How sweet." Rachel beams at how protected Finn can be sometimes before handing him the hot beverage.

Finn takes a sip and lingers for awhile until he comes to the conclusion there's nothing wrong with it.

"It taste fine, I guess she's not evil after all." He concludes.

"Great, walk me to class." Rachel closes her locker and taking the coffee from Finn and giving him a chaste kiss on the lips.

Santana was walking to her next class, she heard laughter coming for a nearby classroom. Instantly, she recognizes who it belong to, bringing a big smile to her face. She speeds up her pace towards the noise.

When she approaches the classroom, she hesitates when she can sees her girlfriend and Mike Chang dancing together in the empty room.

She can't deny how smooth and elegant they move together with such flawlessness.

She backs out of the classroom before they notice her and heads towards her original destination.

That was the moment she had come to the conclusion that she needed to speak with Miss. Del Monico after school about her decision.

Quinn has been taking piano lesson when she was younger and still plays.

Nobody knows except for Santana.

Since her parent's divorce, Quinn has been playing the piano in the auditorium almost everyday. Her father cheated on her mother with a tattoo freak half his age, completely ruining the family's reputation. Quinn had always looked up to her dad, always seeking his approval.

Now she was thinking it had all been lies, and she hopes she didn't end up like him. It was her getaway from her mom, who has been the over doting mother, trying to be a better mom since the divorce.

In her attempt to get away from Jacob Ben Israel from stalking her, Rachel stumbles in the auditorium where Quinn is playing and she recognizes the song immediately.

The song she was playing was "Brandy Alexander" by Feist. She wonders why the head cheerleader would choose that song. Rachel stands there for a moment enjoying watching and listening to Quinn.

Quinn looked so flawless, it was a side she never got to see, she barely recognized the girl that tormented her. She contemplated with herself to join Quinn or continue to hide in the shadows.

As an aspiring singer, she couldn't stop herself has the beautiful sound that the blonde was producing. It drawled her to start singing.

Quinn looks at her surprised but doesn't stop playing because Rachel's voice is beautiful.

Memorizing.

She sees Rachel hesitate a little but when she catches her eye, she gives her at slight nod to continue.

Rachel keeps singing, making her way towards Quinn without losing eye contact and sees Quinn shifts a little in her seat while still playing, inviting her to seat with her.

Quinn starts singing with her in the chorus, and Rachel is shock that Quinn has such amazing voice.

As the song comes to an end, they slowly start moving towards each other.

Quinn licks her lips as she stares at Rachel, wanting nothing more but to lean forward a few inches. As she feels Rachel's breath on her lips, she realizes what she's doing and pulls back as if she was just burnt.

The head cheerleader stands up, and starting walking out the auditorium, without a word the Rachel.

"You are really amazing person when you're not hiding who you are." Rachel says loudly towards Quinn's back hoping to stop her from leaving, which she succeeded in.

"That was a pretty sad song, do you want to talk about it," Rachel turns around in her seat to stand up from the piano bench.

Quinn has yet to face Rachel.

All she wanted is to get as far away as she can from this girl.

She takes a deep breath before finally turning to face Rachel.

"You won't tell anybody about this, do you hear me?" Quinn says in a low but stern voice.

Rachel nods her head.

And with that promise, Quinn started walking towards the exit.

As she was steps outside the building, she suddenly remembers she left her music sheets on the piano.

When she makes it back in the auditorium. she finds Finn and Rachel in an tight embrace. She felt a familiar pang in her chest. Forgetting about her bag she turns around and leaves the room.

Spotting Brittany at her locker, Santana took a deep breath before approaching her.

"Hey, where were you last period?" Santana asks.

"I was talking to Mike on the football team and he's secret dancer, can you believe that? I asked him to show me so moves. He's really good." Brittany excitedly replies.

"Yea, that's great Brit. So are you guys going to make that a thing now?"

"What?"

"Are you going to keep meeting up with him?" Santana asks trying to keep her jealously in check.

She knows in the back in her mind Brittany wouldn't cheat on her, but seeing her girlfriend with someone else drives her crazy.

"Well yeah I like to, he's fun to dance with." Brittany tilts her head confused by Santana's tone.

"Right."

"Are you okay, San?" Brittany asks running her hands down her girlfriends arm.

"Yea, yea I'm fine." Santana tells her waving her hands gesturing Brittany not to worry about.

"I just have some thinking to do. But in the meantime…" Santana drawls out with a mischievous grin on her face, "…I think we need to catch up on our sweet lady kisses since I didn't see you last period."

Brittany smiles as Santana started dragging her into an empty classroom.

Neither girl saw Miss. Del Monico hiding behind the lockers with nasty smirk that blossomed over her face, overhearing their conversation.

As the girls disappeared, an idea sprung inside Terri's head on how she was going to get Santana to join her club. She didn't want to have to snoop this low, but Santana was given her no choice.

Quinn was at her locker with her head in down reading "Withering Heights" when Santana walked towards her opening her own locker next to the blonde.

"God, do they have to do that in public," Santana comments before shoving books in her locker.

The blonde finally looked up from her book and glances at the couple the Latina was referring to though she already knew.

As she watches Rachel giggles about something her oaf boyfriend said. She notice a hint of blush as she ducks her head and a piece of hair falls to her face, she couldn't help but find it adorable and smiles to herself. Then she sees big foot hands pluck the hair that had fallen behind the brunettes ear making her heart clench painfully.

She shook her head in disgust as she turn down back to her book.

"Can you imagine if the dwarf and the dinosaur had a baby?" Santana thought out loud merely disgusted by her own question.

"I don't want to talk about them." The head cheerleader huffs angrily.

"What's up your ass?" The Latina raised her eyebrow at her.

"Nothing." The blonde answers.

She glanced up slightly to steal a look at Rachel and catches her eye before quickly going back to her book.

"Do you want to hang out with Britts and I this weekend?"

"I can't, my mom wants so more bonding time, she making up for being a horrible mother when she was married to my father." Quinn tells her.

"That sucks."

"At least she quit drinking."

"Thank god for —" Santana was interrupted by a scream.

She turns around the same time Quinn looks up for her book and saw that Finn has just vomited all over Rachel.

"Oh my god," Santana and Quinn said at the same time before laughing at how Finn was failing to clean up Rachel with one of his shirts he grabbed out of his gym bag.

Rachel was so embarrassed as students have now gathered around the hallway laughing at them. She quickly ran to the nearest bathroom while Finn just stood there dumbfounded.

Quinn watches sadly as Rachel runs down the hallway, she couldn't help but feel bad for her.

Sometimes, Quinn thought, just sometimes, Berry isn't that bad. Sure, she's annoying, and has no fashion sense and she's always so damned determined. She was always trying to be her friend, even if she's a bitch to her.

"I'm so glad I didn't drink that coffee." Santana laughs before shutting her locker door.

Quinn looks at her confused. "What coffee?"

Terri was sitting at her desk in her new office when Santana unexpectedly shows up in front of her.

After seeing Brittney dance with Mike, she had decided that she should be the only one dancing with Brittney.

Since the idea of coming out, scares the living daylights of her, she figure joining the glee club couldn't be as bad if she was leading the pack.

And let's face it, she did secretly like to sing, but only to Brittany.

"Hey girl," Terri looks up for her computer screen. "My computer is doing the craziest thing, it said that I'm blocked from your twitter account."

"That is pretty crazy, I didn't know you can do that," Santana lies.

"Huh, that's weird. Look Santana, I know you decline my offer several times, and I didn't want to do this, but I don't have any other options."

Santana looks at her confused.

"Wait before she sprout out whatever it is you're thinking. Stop, because I have decided that I would like to join glee, if you would still have me."

Terri looks at her shocked.

She was already planning to blackmail her, but it looks like she won't have to. Maybe she'll have to use that information for another time.

"Really?" Terri asks. "This is going to be great, thank you Santana. Now that the most popular teacher and the most popular student has band together, we can get this club going. I'm so excited to do this with my best friend. First you need to get others to join. We need at least 12 members, and I think we can both agree that there won't be any losers in this club. And with you being our leader, you can convince the popular kids to join."

As she was listening to Terri go on and on, she immediately regrets her decision and knew it was going to be hard dealing with Miss. Del Monico.

She was crazier than Coach Sylvester.

A/N: Please let me know if I should continue or not. Next chapter would be Santana trying to getting others to join.