Something - Quinn Fabray

Chapter 52

"How the hell could you do this?"

Quinn rolled her eyes in irritation, turning away from Finn. Seriously? This conversation again? It was bad enough with Ryan, she did not need to rehash it with Finn Hudson of all people. "Oh, don't get all up in my face, Finn, what were we supposed to do?" She shut her locker door and walked away, hoping he took the hint. Of course, he followed her.

"Uh, quit Cheerios?" he asked, as though it were obvious. "Coach Sylvester is awful to you guys. And don't forget who was there for you last time she dumped you on your ass. Us. Glee club."

"And you don't think I feel awful about that?" Quinn retorted, spinning on her heel to face him with a glare.

"You don't need to be a Cheerio to be cool."

"Ugh, you are so naïve," Quinn said in disgust. Finn had no right to say that when he was the king of insecurity when it came to his popularity status. "This whole school is about labels."

"I didn't realize you were so freaking weak."

Really? Quinn opened her mouth angrily to lay into Finn when her boyfriend showed up behind him.

"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Ryan asked, glaring at Finn, pulling him around so they were face to face. Quinn stopped talking, folding her arms in front of her chest as she watched the two boys talk.

"All the Cheerios are leaving glee club," Finn said angrily.

"I know that," Ryan said evenly, his hard gaze still on Finn. "That still doesn't give you the right to yell at her."

"Dude, I'm the leader of this team -"

"Excuse me?" Ryan eyed him disbelievingly. "You are a co-captain of the glee club, dude, a position which frankly now that you bring it up, I don't think you're filling to the best of your abilities."

Finn sputtered at him. "What?!"

Ryan rolled his eyes. "You're the football quarterback, you are in the best position possible to influence the football team to ease off on their bullying. You're their leader, and as you said you're one of the captains of the New Directions. And yet the glee club is constantly being harassed by the football team and you don't do a thing about it."

"The other guys don't listen to me," Finn said defensively. Quinn scowled, folding her arms in front of her. She couldn't believe she'd ever dated this idiot.

"If you were any type of leader at all you should have found some way to bring the two groups to a peaceful resolution somehow, or at the very least gotten them to cease hostilities," Ryan pointed out heatedly. "If you're not willing to step up and be a leader, then you might as well leave the position to someone who can handle it."

"You mean like someone you?" Finn challenged. "You know, just because Coach Beiste gave you that jacket doesn't mean you're a big shot now."

"Maybe not, but at least I know where my loyalties lie, and everything I do around here is to benefit the glee club."

Finn scowled. "You wanna settle this right now?" He pushed a large hand against Ryan's shoulder, shoving him back slightly. Ryan scowled.

"You're seriously picking a fight in the middle of a school hallway, Hudson?" he gritted out, forcing himself not to retaliate. Fortunately Finn seemed to come to his senses, a constipated-looking expression coming to his face. Finally Quinn stepped in.

"Finn, you have absolutely no right to say anything to me when you're the one so weak you couldn't even stand up to one football player for you stepbrother," she seethed. If there was anything she couldn't stand it was self-righteous hypocrites. "So just back off, okay?"