Fuck”, quinn muttered as her arm banged on the wall as the crowd of the hallway pushed against, her, It was 12:30, she was meant to go to lunch, but glee had an ‘emergency; meeting, which probably meant Rachel fucking berry was going to complain to us about her not getting the solo for sectionals, the door was open, but the light was closed, which was strange considering the text said to meet at 12:20, whatever, it is what it is.
‘oh my god’, in any other occasion quinn would’ve cursed herself for using the lords name in vain, but this wasn’t one of those times, quinn wasn’t a very reactive person but when santana and Brittany are making out on the choir room piano, she was bound to scream, she was about to step- no sprint out, until a voice stopped her, “hey quinnie”, a voice so sweet and so casual it couldn’t have been santanas, “Brittany.. what do you want”, quinn said while slowly turning around, “you look a little tense... do you want help relaxing?”, the tone of her voice was so condescending, and so innocent, quinn almost forgot the context they were in, “oh- um sorry what?”, Brittany giggled as she got up from next to santana, who looked equally as shocked as quinn, “come here silly”, Brittany grabbed quinns hand, too hard for comfort. Quinn was sandwiched between the two disheveled girls, still in their cheerios uniform, unlike quinn, she didn’t have practise today, her mother had called coach sylvester up, tonight was a special church event the fabrays couldn’t miss. “so, um what do you want britt”, quinn almost whispered, “your so cute quinn y’know that?”, quinn blushed, - no she couldn’t, she was dating finn, this isn’t ok.”oh- um thanks Brittany”, famous last words as Brittany suddenly locked her lips with quinns, caught back she almost pushed back, well before she realised how pleasant this was.