My Life

→ Brittany S. Pierce

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Usually, even though I occasionally enjoy a bit Glee, I do find most of their covers to be extremely cringey.

But I actually think this is unreal.

And Santana. MMMMmmmm. That is all.

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Season Two Facebook Multi-Ship Roleplay- Seeking Multi-Shipping Santana Lopez
Coming back to their Junior year at McKinley High, the school’s favorite group of misfits, the Glee Club, are prepared for anything coming their way. After an insane Sophomore year, complete with unwanted pregnancies, leaked set-lists and their own tracksuit donned arch-nemesis, Sue Sylvester, they’re all looking forward to a hopefully quiet and uneventful new year.

A lot was lost over the course of a year; friendships and relationships dissolving, reputations tarnished, and the club’s very own Quinn Fabray packing her bags and leaving without a single goodbye. But with loss comes a new bundle of joy, Beth Puckerman, bringing the small group of teens even closer than before as they help a struggle Noah deal with his newfound fatherhood and a new family for Kurt as Kurt’s father finds himself ready to move on after the tragic loss of his wife bringing into his life a new potential step-mother and her son, a boy who’s sole goal seems to be getting under Kurt’s skin.

Are you a multi-shipper? Then join McKinley’s finest as they face yet another year of slushie facials, small victories and ever-changing love interests.
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i just love this picture, Dianna looks soo beatiful! and Cory looks soo handsome

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Quinn Fabray was new to McKinley High School. She didn’t know all the names of her teachers, the names of her classmates, hadn’t even seen most of the kids in her year level yet. But she walked into the halls of McKinley with her head held high and her stride strong. Nobody here would ever hear about Lucy Q. and, if they ever did, she would make sure her stay here at McKinley was so different that there would be nothing of Lucy Q. to recognise.

10am that morning was perhaps one of the most gruelling interviews of Quinn’s short life. Sue Sylvester was a strong willed woman, and she didn’t care about who knew it. After Principle Figgins showed Quinn where she was meant to go, the coach of the McKinley cheerleaders stood up behind her desk.

“Close the door,” she said, and Quinn did so.

“So, I hear you’re interested in joining the Cheerios.” Sue looked up over her glasses at the slender, blonde girl with the perky ponytail. Quinn met gaze for gaze, and nodded her head.

“Yes, Ms. Sylvester.”

“It’s Coach,” Sue corrected her. She took her glasses off and placed them on her table. “Well, Quinn. Your extra curricular activities from your old school are a bit lacking and don’t show any experience that tells me you’ve got what it takes to be on a Nationals award winning team. Tell me why I should let you in?”

“I’m willing to work hard, to do anything I need to do to get on the team,” Quinn answered obediently.

Sue sat down, considered Quinn for a long moment. “You’ll have to try-out. Not everyone gets through my try-outs.”

Quinn bobbed her head again. “I’m willing to try-out.”

“Thursday. At 3,” Sue clipped out. She was already picking up a pen and Quinn took herself to be dismissed. “And Q? If you’re late, you’re not having a try-out.”

“I won’t be late,” Quinn promised.

As soon as she walked out of Coach Sylvester’s office, two other girls in Cheerios uniforms sidled up beside her.

“Coach is a hard ass, but I can see you’ve got what it takes. You’ll be on the team with us in no time,” the brunette told her. “I’m Santana, that’s Brittany.”

Brittany lifted up her hand in a wave.

“I’m Quinn,” she started, but Santana cut her off.

“Yeah, yeah. You may not believe it, but we don’t have that many new students coming into this school every year. Stick with us, Q, and you’ll be a shoe in for ruling this school alongside with us.” It was the same nick-name that Coach had saddled her with. Santana linked her arms with Quinn, and Quinn had to admit, there were a whole lot of worse things than striding around the school with Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce.

Soon enough, she was on the Cheerios, striding around the school in the same uniform as Brittany and Santana.

And then, she was dating Finn Hudson, the captain of the football team.

“He’ll be good for you,” Santana had told her. “You don’t have to date him, god knows I don’t date Puckerman. But he’s Puck’s best friend, so we can go on some fun double dates.”

“How come Brittany doesn’t already date Finn?” Finn and Puck weren’t standing too far away from them, so Quinn could see what he looked like. He wasn’t too hideous. His forehead was a bit big, maybe. It didn’t look like there was anything major wrong about him.

“Are you kidding?” Santana slid a fond look to her best friend. “Between the two of them, I’d be scared they’d spend whole dates staring at the ceiling.”

Quinn noticed that Santana ran her hand along Brittany’s arm to show her she didn’t mean anything by it. Quinn didn’t think anything of it.

“You’re smart. That’s good. Just, try not to use big words around him. Come on, we’ll introduce you.”

*

The first time Quinn saw Rachel Berry, it was by a water fountain. Rachel was smoothing her long brown hair back from her face when their eyes met for a second.

“Sorry,” she said stepping back. “I didn’t mean to be in your way.”

Rachel didn’t know yet why Rachel deferred to Quinn, but it left her with a sense of security that she found she liked.

“That’s okay. Just… don’t do it again.” She said it with a smile, meaning to invite Rachel into the joke being had between them. Rachel’s eyes widened, but then relaxed as she caught onto the joke.

“You must be Quinn Fabray. The new girl,” Rachel said.

“I guess you don’t get very many new kids,” Quinn answered, feeling kind of chuffed that Rachel knew who she was and seemed to think highly enough of her.

Rachel shrugged lightly into the pale, fitted t-shirt she was wearing. “Not to small high school in Lima, no.”

Quinn’s lips quirked up at that. “Well, I’m sure we’ll be seeing each other around.”

Rachel smiled more quickly this time. “I’m sure we will!”

She nodded once at Quinn, before turning around and walking down the hall. Quinn stood and watched for a moment as Rachel walked away, a definite spring in her stride. That was when Santana and Brittany came up behind her. Santana slung an arm over Quinn’s shoulders.

“Making a friend outside of the Cheerios, Q?”

Quinn smiled, yeah, before stepping forward and actually taking a drink from the water fountain Rachel had just vacated. She was still paying some attention to what was going on behind her when Santana added,

“Potentially dangerous move. Especially when I’ve seen her making eyes around Finn lately.”

“I’d make eyes around Finn,” Brittany murmured. “But I wouldn’t want him to eat them.”

Quinn straightened from her drink at the water fountain and cast a glance down the corridor. Rachel had long since disappeared, but Quinn still held the gentle expression of the brunette girl in her mind’s eye. She had felt bad at the fact that she might have been in the way when Quinn wanted the water fountain. She couldn’t imagine Rachel being the kind of girl who would make a play at another girl’s boyfriend. Not and look her in the eye when they came across each other for the first time at school.

She didn’t quite believe Santana’s words until the first time she saw Rachel standing outside Finn’s locker. Finn was looking into his locker and Rachel was leaning into him, talking to him intently. Quinn felt the insides of her freeze as she watched them. Finn shakes his head once, before walking away. Quinn’s not sure what she would have done if Santana hadn’t been standing next to her at the time.

“Told you,” she hissed. “Let’s get this shit sorted now.”

She was off towards Rachel and Finn before Quinn could say a word. Quinn followed thinking that, at the very least, she could avert some potential disaster.

On the contrary, Santana was looking towards Quinn, waiting for her to make a move as Quinn tried to decide what one of the most popular girls in the school should say in this kind of situation.

She makes her tone deliberately scathing, and then hopes that it works because she’s never spoken to anyone out loud like this before. “You know how you said you didn’t mean to be in my way?” Quinn looked briefly to Santana. Santana looked proud. “Well, you are. I mean it, Berry. Stay away from him.”

As the weeks wore on, Santana and Quinn’s insults became more inventive than simply saying Rachel’s last name. The more public they could make it, the better. Both girls picked their moment until they were all standing outside of Finn’s locker, not waiting for him to conveniently walk away before making a scene this time.

“Hi Finn. RuPaul. What are you doing talking to her?” By now, this tone of voice had become quite comfortable within the skin of head cheerleader Quinn. Even Santana often deferred to her now, though she could tell that the Latin Cheerio was disappointed that it hadn’t been her who’d been chosen to captain the Cheerios. Maybe it was about who Quinn was dating. It made a pretty picture that the head cheerleader going out with the captain of the football team.

All the more reason she wasn’t about to lose him.

“Science project, we’re partners.” Rachel answered quickly, but Quinn wasn’t buying that. She wasn’t buying that, didn’t buy it even more when she saw the way Finn’s eyes flickered between her and Rachel. And the fact that they were lying about it meant that there was something to lie about.

In front of Santana, she didn’t know what she could say to that. She just knew she couldn’t back down.

But, in truth, that’s the beginning of the end of Quinn’s unchallenged and comfortable sit at the top. She could feel herself slipping. She had had to lose a whole lot of weight and get a nose job to walk around McKinley as though she owned it. A part of her wanted to make things harder on Rachel until Rachel caved and did the same kind of hard work Quinn had done. But seeing that she didn’t have to, seeing the way Finn looked at her anyway, that was worse.

And the more she tried to hold onto him, the more he just sort of… slid away.

“We are in line to become the most popular kids in this school for the next couple years. Prom king and queen. Homecoming court royalty.” Quinn paused in order to make the importance of all of these statements clear to him. “I am not giving up those shiny crowns just so you can express yourself.”

Glee club. She heard Coach biting out those words as though they were expletives and Quinn could understand it. From where she stood, it was a poison that was tainting her relationship with the captain of the football team and was single-handedly threatening her position in this school.

And everyone knew who the unofficial leader of the Glee club was.

“Eavesdrop much?” she demanded of Rachel, once Finn slunk away. It was the first time they’d had a conversation alone since that time at the water fountain. Already, she could see the defences lining up behind Rachel’s eyes. Quinn didn’t care. That she had liked this girl on first meeting was irrelevant. She wouldn’t, couldn’t let that get in the way. “Time for some girl talk, manhands. You can dance with him, you can sing with him, but you will never have him.”

Rachel hesitates only a moment before speaking. Maybe it’s the look on Quinn’s face. Maybe it’s the knowledge that, if she shows weakness now, she won’t gain the upper hand again. “I understand why you would feel threatened. Finn and I made a connection, but I’m a honorable person, I don’t need to steal your man, I have plenty of suitors of my own. Everyday Glee status is going up, and yours is going down. Deal with it.”

Quinn had about half a dozen comments lined up in answer to that, each more scathing than the last. But, when some random guy with a slushie came past and threw a slushie in Rachel’s face, Quinn laughed. There really wasn’t any answer that topped that for timing.

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Top 10 Quotes From Glee Season 3, Episode 14

When it came to funny lines and witty quips, the newest episode of Glee did not disappoint. Here are our picks for the top 10 quotes from Season 3, Episode 14: “On My Way.”

10. Sue’s pregnancy is a gift and a curse.
Sue (Jane Lynch) [to Quinn (Dianna Agron)]: For instance, I can tell that in the last week, you either enjoyed a delicious curry or a hug from Principal Figgins.

9. #PeanutButterProblems.
Sugar (Vanessa Lengies): There are about 15 of us here, and I’m only comfortable sharing a spoon with about half of you.

8. What’s the insult? We love Betty White!
Sebastian (Grant Gustin) [to Rachel (Lea Michele) and Kurt (Chris Colfer)]: Well, well — if it isn’t the young Barbra Streisand and the old Betty White.

7. No one would accuse Sue of having a poor self-image.
Sue [about why she admires Quinn]: At first, I thought it was because you reminded me of a younger, somewhat less-striking Sue Sylvester.

6. Apparently, Kurt thought he was talking to Mr. Ed.
Kurt [to Sebastian]: I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you — I was distracted by your giant horse teeth.

5. Brittany uses strange criteria for judging a cappella groups.
Brittany (Heather Morris) [to Puck (Mark Salling)]: Are you high? I couldn’t hear their instruments at all.

4. Sure, Finn wants to get married. Just not in lieu of cardio.
Rachel: I wanna get married. Now.
Finn (Cory Monteith): I have gym.

3. It’s nice that Santana focuses on what she and Sebastian have in common.
Santana (Naya Rivera) [to Sebastian]: Let me break it down for you, from one bitch to another.

2. Kurt’s whole life is one big parade, and we’re all just spectators.
Sebastian: And you give the gay community cutting-edge fashion that’s usually only seen on Puerto Rican pride floats.

1. We hear that the cat-rave scene is bigger than ever these days.
Brittany: I want Lord Tubbington to kick his ecstasy addiction.

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