The Badass: Glee

Episode 3

~Sabrina~ 

I walked into the choir room looking around at everyone awkwardly. This feels so weird. I normally avoid this type of situation. I make eye contact with a blonde girl in a cheerleading uniform. She smiles brightly at me and pats the seat next to her. I walk over awkwardly and take a seat. 

"I'm Quinn Fabray and I must say when I went through a completely horrible phase in my life I dressed somewhat similar to you, only you pull it off. I looked like a Barbie someone dunked in the ashtray." The blonde said making me smile. "It's nice to meet someone new here, I'm starting to get bored of the same boring people here in this town." 

"Are you in my head right now? Cause that's exactly my thoughts about my last school." I said with a laugh. Our conversation was interrupted by Finn walking in. 

"Welcome to Glee club, Sabrina!" Finn said with a big smile on his face. I returned the smile until I took note of what he was wearing, a varsity jacket. My smile fell and I looked down at my feet. "What? What did I say?" I heard Finn whisper to someone. 

"Alright!" Mr. Shue said entering the room drawing my attention away from the ground. I glanced over at Quinn who sent me a knowing look, I looked away quickly and focused on Mr. Shue. Seeing Finn in a varsity jacket reminded me of why I moved and why I avoid people. "This week's lesson is........guilty pleasures!" Mr. Shue announced making my eyes widen. "I want everyone to participate in this lesson!" I zoned out after that, what the hell? There is no way I am letting any of them know my guilty pleasures. The bell rang and we all dispersed. I began walking out of the choir room when I felt an arm being wrapped around my shoulder. On instinct, I grabbed the person's arm and flipped them over. I looked around to find everyone staring at me in shock. I looked down to find Puck on the ground groaning. My eyes widened as I rushed over to him. 

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry. It's just an instinct!" I exclaimed panicked examining Puck in the process. He groaned before laughing his ass off. 

"You're strong as hell, girl!" Puck exclaimed making me blush. Puck stood up and brushed off his jeans before reaching down and helping me up. "No hard feelings. It was actually pretty cool to get to feel what it's like when I dump nerds into the dumpster." I gave him a skeptical look making him hold his hands up in defense. "I don't do it anymore though!" Suddenly, Quinn and a Latina girl in a cheerleading uniform were next to me locking my arms with theirs. 

"I'm Santana, I think we are going to be great friends!" The Latina said with a smug look on her face. They began leading me out of the choir room filling me in on what goes on in the school in the process. 

"The cheerleaders and jocks are at the top of the heap, of course," Quinn said pointing to a group of jocks that were showing off to a group of cheerleaders. "Underneath the jocks are the puck heads." We passed a group of hockey players knocking their sticks together like freaking cavemen. 

"Then there are the badasses, which right now you fall under that category. A lot of badasses overlap with other statuses." Santana said as we passed a group of people in the courtyard smoking. "For example, some of them are in football, cheerleading, or- you and Puck- Glee Club." I nodded as all this information entered my brain. They lead me further into the courtyard where we found a group of people behind the bleachers. 

"These are the stoners and what we call, the skanks," Quinn said gesturing to a group of girls who look like they haven't bathed in years. "Sadly, that's the phase I went through." I nodded understanding what she meant by phase. "Towards the bottom, we have the theater geeks and the nerds." 

"Finally, at the bottom, we have the glee club," Santana said with a disappointed look. "We are trying to make our way up the social status, but it's taking longer than expected." Santana and Quinn exchanged looks before stopping us and turning to me. 

"We have a proposition for you," Quinn said with a big smile making me shift under her gaze uncomfortably. 

"Join the Cheerios!" Santana said with a smile just as big as Quinn's. I gave them a confused look. "Join cheerleading with us!" 

"I don't-" I began but Quinn cut me off. 

"You have an amazing body, I've seen your arms and they're built as hell. The way you flipped Puck over like he weighed nothing was super impressive! With that strength, I'm POSITIVE you will be able to do killer stunts in cheerleading!" Quinn exclaimed excitedly. I frowned, I mean, I've been wanting to change, but I don't want to get hurt again. 

"What about my tattoos?" I asked taking off my jacket and showing them the tattoos that covered my biceps and the tattoos on my wrists. 

"They won't be a problem until competitions," Santana said with a shrug. Quinn nodded eagerly.

"And when competitions come along we will use cover up, lots of cover up."Quinn said examing my bicep closer. I sighed, I don't know. Am I really ready for this? 

"Come on, the worst thing that happens is that you try out and Coach Sue says you can't join." Santana said with a hopeful smile. 

"Okay, I'll do it. I need a change anyway." I said making them both cheer jumping up and down in the process. "When do I try out?" They exchanged looks before smiling brightly at me. 

"Now," They said in unison making my eyes widen as they dragged me over to the football field where the cheerleaders and the jocks were gathering. Oh, Jesus. Lord help me.