Quinn Fabray: My Story

Chapter 31 - Plot Twist

I was going to be featured at Sectionals? That was definitely a lot of pressure to put on me. I knew I wasn't the strongest vocalist in the club but I didn't mind being in the background. I was surprised that Mr. Schue would give me a solo over some of the other girls who in my opinion were better than me.

"Ken and Barbie?! Wait a-a-are are you trying to throw this?" Rachel asked annoyed. Now that got to me. Who did Rachel Berry think she was acting like I wasn't a worthy member of the New Directions wasn't I the one who got us reinstated into Regionals after the whole mattress debacle? Didn't I fight hard to get Glee Club a page in last year's Thunderclap? Besides that I had always been a team player. Sure, I originally joined this club to spy for Coach Sylvester but once I was kicked off the cheerios the New Directions were there for me and I was there for them. "You used to be just sort of unlikeable, but now, I pretty much feel like punching you every time you open your mouth," I snapped at Rachel frustrated. "Okay, listen, I have talked the talk about everyone in here feeling special for over a year now, but frankly I haven't walked the walk. I mean, we have got a lot of talent here, and I'm gonna highlight it," Mr. Schue smiled.

Rachel muttered for Finn to do something as Finn spoke. "Look, I'm all for... pumping up the team, making everyone feel special, but that's for practice. You don't take the star quarterback out before the big game," Finn frowned. "Yeah," Rachel agreed nodding her head. I couldn't help but glare at both of them. Since when had Rachel made Finn so...self centered? It wasn't like Finn to act like he deserved every solo. Sure, Finn had been the lead in almost every song we performed but he seemed honored when he got chosen, not like whoever this version of Finn was. "Easy to say when you're the star quarterback," Tina shot back at him.

"This isn't just about me, this is about the team," Finn frowned. "You are such a hypocrite," Santana snarked. "Oh, like you even know what that means," Rachel shot back. "It means that your boyfriend is full of crap, hobbit!" Santana snapped. "You know what? Ever since the wedding you've been up my butt and I am sick of it," Rachel fumed. "C'mon Rachel, she's not worth it," Finn frowned. Oh boy. Here we go. I could see the flames burning in Santana's eyes. I knew exactly where she was going to go with this. "Oh really? Cuz that's not what you thought last year in that motel room," Santana smirked as Rachel looked horrified "That's right Yentl, your sweetheart? He's been lying to you, cuz he and I totally got it on last year."

"Okay enough already! No more conversations about this, or-or anything! This is our plan for Sectionals, and that is that. Mike, Brittany, c'mon up, let's start choreographing," Mr. Schue said as he called Mike and Brittany up to start choreographing. He had decided on 'I've Had The Time of My Life' for Sam and I as a duet and for the solo in which Brittany and Mike would be dancing to would be 'Valerie' by Amy Winehouse. "Santana do you think you could handle the lead?" Mr. Schue asked. "Oh I was born to sing this song Mr. Schue," Santana smirked as Rachel fumed in her seat. Seeing everyone get a solo but her seemed to really take a toll on her. It was nice for a change not to have her always at the front and center of everything.

The next day at Glee rehearsal things seemed to be a miss with the group. For starters Puck was missing. "Where's Puck? I haven't seen him since yesterday and I need him to get me a churro," Santana said. "My guess is he'd rather quit Glee Club than lose Sectionals and I can't blame him. Our set's gon' be real light on the Mercedes," Mercedes said. "I'm telling you, if the Warblers win Sectionals, it's only because we gave them Kurt. We should not clap," Tina said with her arms folded. "If we lose, we should throw possums," Brittany said as I shook my head. I couldn't believe how self involved everyone was about this. I, for one was grateful to have a chance to perform a solo. While it was a lot of pressure I had wanted to make sure I would perform my best so I had been going for extra rehearsals with Mr. Schue after school.