Breath of Life

Chapter 1

Quinn sighed heavily and gave a slight eye roll as yet another vulgar and obnoxious song blasted from the home entertainment system across the room. She was currently at a party thrown by some football player whose name she forgot. The party was only supposed to consist of most popular kids of McKinley, namely the football players and the Cheerios, but as she looked around, she realized that whoever wanted to party was welcomed in. There were a bunch of people here that she was pretty sure didn't even go to McKinley.

Even though it was Saturday, the Cheerios still had practice, which practically ran from morning to night. Since the party pretty much started just as the Cheerio's finished their practice, most of the girls stayed in their uniform. Quinn changed out of hers though, since she had a closet full of cute dresses just asking to be worn but since she practically wore her Cheerios uniform 24/7, most of her clothes never saw the light of day. So she had changed into a dark blue dress with small flowers all over it with a matching cardigan. She left her hair in loose waves, her bangs tucked out of her face with a small barrette.

She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and scanned the room for her so-called friends. Santana and Brittany had unceremoniously ditched her, which really irritated her since it was them two who begged and pleaded for her to come. If she had known they would just end up ditching her, she would've stayed home and been miserable there. The only reason she came to this party was because she hoped to get her mind off everything. She was having a particularly bad week. She had gotten a B minus on a test she know she should've aced. Sue was drilling her extra hard at Cheerio's practice and now she was apart of that dreadful Glee club, thanks to another one of Sue's schemes to destroy it from the inside.

She had auditioned for Glee with Santana and Brittany last week. They had performed I Say A Little Prayer, a song she always favored. The routine was fairly simple since she had no desire to go the whole nine yards for an audition she was sure to get. After all, Mr. Schuester's main goal was to make glee club cool again and he couldn't possibly do that without the three most popular girls in school on his side.

Although she wouldn't ever admit it to anyone, or even out loud, she kind of enjoyed Glee club for some odd reason. All they did was sing and dance. She loved to dance, she had been doing it for years. As for the singing part, she knew she didn't have the strongest voice, but she had a voice and at least now she could put down Glee club as another extracurricular activity for her college applications.

She glanced at the time on her phone and mentally groaned when she realized she hadn't been there for more than half an hour. She pursed her lips together, wondering if she should just go home. It wasn't like anybody would miss her. She wasn't in the mood to mingle, to make mindless small talk with people she didn't really enjoy the company of. She just wasn't a party person. She didn't drink. She didn't smoke. She didn't do drugs. She didn't enjoy hooking up with guys.(Not that she ever had). She hated the so-called 'dancing' that happened at these parties. Humping and rubbing up on one another was not a form of dance. At least not to her.

Her gaze drifted to the makeshift dance floor in the center of the room and spotted Santana and Brittany dancing provocatively with each other and with two guys she had never seen before. She caught Santana's gaze and Santana then gave her an oh-so subtle eye roll before dragging Brittany off the dance floor and over to her.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. We know," Santana said with an exasperated sigh when she and Brittany stopped in front of her, "You can wipe that disapproving look off your face and save your lectures for someone who cares. We know we're going to hell already. We're cool with it."

Quinn just shook her head which garnered another eye roll from Santana.

"Oh come on, Q. Would you let loose for once in your life? This is a party! Enjoy it, would you? Drink, mingle, make out with someone hot! But please don't just stand there like a freaking wallflower. It's not cool."