Yes or no - The prequel

Bad reputation

"Hey. Are you still studying?"

As Emily walked into the guest room where Quinn had been staying for a while now, the younger girl didn't even bother knocking, the two of them far too used to each other to require any type of pleasantry. She frowned, however, when she noticed Quinn in her laptop even though it was almost nine o'clock in the evening and Quinn was the type of person who'd rather study during the day.

"No, I'm just..." Quinn shrugged then, closing her laptop as Emily raised an eyebrow at her. "Just browsing."

"Yeah, I'm not buying that." Emily shook her head as Quinn sighed, fully aware that, no matter how hard she tried, she was never able to lie to her best friend.

"Fine. Close the door." She said, as Emily quickly obeyed, closing the door to the bedroom and moving toward the bed to sit at the edge of it. "Okay, so, listen... Since I was kicked out of the Cheerios and especially now that I've started showing... People don't care about me anymore. You know, I used to have it all and now... Now I live in fear of receiving a Slushy in the face every day. And ever since Mike dumped you..."

"He didn't dump me..." Emily interrupted Quinn with a roll of her eyes as the older girl laughed.

"He did, though."

"Fine. Whatever."

"Anyway... So since you and Mike broke up and after that little stunt we pulled with Mercedes, you're not coach Sylvester's favorite anymore. Which means..."

"Possible Slushies on my face too." Emily nodded quietly. "Yeah, I know. Your point?"

"My point is... We lost the buzz we had at the start of the year." Quinn explained further. "Not only are we not popular anymore, we're irrelevant. We need to be known again. We need a reputation."

"How?" Emily frowned then. "I'm definitely not going to be Cheerios captain next year and it's not like we can hide your bump anymore. It's not like we can just get our old reputation back."

At that, Quinn smirked, waving Emily closer as she spun around in her chair and pulled open her laptop to show Emily just what she had been working on.

"I know..." Quinn smirked as Emily looked over the list, its meaning downing on her as she read the names Quinn had put in there. "That's exactly why I never said anything about getting our old reputation back."

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The glist

Quinn +45

Emily +44

Santana +43

Puck +38

Brittany +35

Jesse +29

Finn +19

Mike +11

Matt +5

Rachel -5

"Who did it?" Mr. Schue demanded as he stood in front of the kids with one of the copies of the glist in hands. When no one moved, he sighed, clearly frustrated. "This is serious. Principal Figgins is threatening to disband the club."

"Why are we playing this game?" Santana asked, unamused. "We all know it was Puck."

"Back off. I didn't do squat." Puck retorted.

"Then why is your girlfriend first on the Glist?" The girl accused.

"And why am I last?" Rachel asked, clearly offended by, not only being the last on the list, but also the only one with negative points. "Aside from the fact that I refused to put out for you."