titanium - glee

five ; maybe this time

"A singer in a smoky room," It was glee rehearsal and the New Directions were walking through 'Don't Stop Believing'. It felt odd to do the song without Rachel, who had quit last week, but Quinn was a pretty good replacement. Her voice wasn't as strong as Rachel's, it was a bit more on the softer side, but it sounded good with Finn's.

"A smell of wine and cheap perfume," Quinn sang, walking towards the front of the New Directions.

"For a smile they can share the night, it goes on and on, and on, and on," Finn and Quinn sang together, putting one hand on each others' waists and twirling, the same choreography that Rosy and Rachel had come up with what seemed like forever ago. It was odd not having Rachel in glee club everyday, their rehearsals were a lot quieter now. Rosy didn't exactly miss the obnoxious girl, but the New Directions just didn't feel the same without Rachel. Glee wasn't glee without Rachel Berry, it seemed. Rosy snapped back to attention when the music abruptly stopped and Quinn ran towards the door.

"Quinn, you okay?" Mr. Schue asked, but she was already out of the room, leaving the New Directions to wait around awkwardly until their leading lady came back. Rosy glanced over at Santana and Brittany, Quinn's supposed best friends, but they were braiding each other's hair, not seeming to care that their friend was off in some bathroom somewhere, hurling her guts out. After hesitating for a second, Rosy quietly slipped out of the room and hurried over to the closest bathroom where she guessed Quinn had run to. The sound of retching proved her guess correct and Rosy winced as she walked over to the last stall which was open and showed the head cheerleader on her knees, head bent over the toilet bowl.

"Quinn?" Rosy said softly and the blonde paused in her retching. "Are you okay?"

"What are you doing here, Alvarez?" Quinn asked, breathing heavily, not lifting her head from the toilet.

"I, um, I noticed that neither Santana or Brittany came after you to help, so I thought you might need someone to hold your hair back while you puked." Rosy explained and Quinn dropped her head onto her hand.

"He told you, didn't he?" Quinn asked and a Rosy's silence seemed to answer her question. "Great, just great."

"I'm not going to tell anyone. I promise." Rosy said and Quinn just grunted in response. "So, do you need me to help hold your hair back or something?"

"My ponytail holds my hair back just fine, Dwarf." Quinn snapped and Rosy scoffed, before rolling her eyes.

"Now I understand why Santana and Brittany didn't come help you, because you're always such a bitch." Rosy said and she immediately regretted her words as soon as they left her mouth, especially when Quinn vomited into the toilet bowl right away. She hadn't meant to say something so harsh, but Quinn had been the one being rude to her when she was just trying to help and she was getting tired of people treating her like dirt.

"Wait," Quinn said, lifting her head up from the toilet bowl, just as Rosy was about to leave. "If you really want to help me, there is one thing you could do."

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The look on Julia's face when Rosy walked into the diner with Quinn after school that day was priceless. Rosy fought off the urge to laugh as she walked over to the counter and stashed her bag under the cash register.

"Rosy, sweetie, this is the third cheerleader that you've brought to the diner this month." Julia whispered to Rosy as she pulled on her apron.

"Yeah, so?"

"So, aren't you the same girl who paid one of the other waitresses to go wait on a table filled with cheerleaders from your school while you hid in the back?" Julia asked and Rosy rolled her eyes at her.