Santana, Quinn, and Brittany were walking down the hallway at a completely leisurely pace, like they were enjoying a walk down the beach. While everyone else was in class, they got to roam the school. If you were wondering how they got out of their classrooms, they either used the fake hall passes Coach Sylvester created for them, or they simply charmed the teachers. Now, they could be nice if they wanted to, but they only acted semi- human when they were around adults.
The three girls turned the corner and heard the squeaking of rubber tennis shoes on the tile floor. As the noise got closer, they got a view of Sue's horrible tracksuit for today; in honor of it being near Easter, she was wearing a bright pink number with purple stripes. Her tennis shoes were blindingly white, and she looked as if she belonged in a commercial for FitWorks or something, not standing in this dingy, poorly- lit hallway.
"Incoming," Santana said, as Coach Sylvester approached the trio, with Becky trailing behind her. "Looks like the Easter bunny's assistant came early to McKinley this year."
"The Easter bunny's here?" Brittany said, looking around with excitement, "I want some chocolate eggs and jellybeans!"
"Brittany," Quinn said, speaking slowly as if she was talking to a toddler. "The Easter Bunny doesn't show up until next week, but you will get some candy then."
"Awww, fine," Brittany said, "But I hope he shows up early!"
Sue stopped right in front of the girls, looking down on them.
"What's this about the Easter bunny? Cheerios should be talking about stuff that's more important than that rodent that shatters little children's dreams when he leaves them a stocking filled with coal."
"Um, Coach Sylvester?" Santana said, "I think you're mixing up Christmas and Easter."
"Well, they're both a waste anyway!" Sue shouted. She then lowered her voice. "Have you girls discovered any new dirt on Shu?"
"All that he is is a Spanish teacher," Quinn said. "What has he done to you?"
"He makes me temporarily lose my eyesight when I walk past him in the hallway and see that blinding bush that he calls hair! Now complete your mission, and I will give you all solos in the Cheerio's performance at States!"
"Fine, Coach Sylvester," the girls replied in a monotone voice.
The trio walked back in the direction they had come from, and Sue headed in the other direction.
Puck poked his head out into the hallway after he was sure they had walked away. He wasn't sure what to do. He could tip off Sue to Mr. Shu, and receive money to buy a six pack of beer. But, he didn't want to get those girls in trouble. If he did, they might never have sex with him.
"What to do, what to do?" Puck thought. He decided to earn the money, since he could use it now. Puck turned around and walked with swag down the hallway to Mr. Shu's classroom.
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Star Power: The Glee Prequel
FanfictionDid you ever wonder what happened in Glee's freshmen year, before everyone had met through Glee Club? Puck was still (and always will be) a player, Brittany and Santana were Coach Sylvester's slaves, Mr. Shu only taught Spanish, Finn sang in private...