Well, I had this muse because of what's currently happening to me so most of what I write here will be from experience. First chapter is short, forgive me.

It was the same everyday at McKinley. The tall, blonde, hazel eyed cheerleader walked down the hallways with an aura that made the entire student body divide like the Red Sea for her. No one dared stand in her way except a very few personalities with almost the same status as her. Even some teachers steered free of her. If you got unlucky enough to still be standing in her path, its common knowledge that you would be having slushie facials throughout the day. Everyone knew that yet one tiny brunette never seemed to learn. There she was again, chin up and walking straight down the middle of the hallway. She donned an argyle sweater with a penguin, a black mini skirt, knee-high stockings, and a bright smile that irritated the blonde to no end.

As she neared the bite-sized diva, her expression went blank. "Get out of my way, hobbit."

The brunette didn't even flinch at the coldness in the blonde's voice. "I'm not in your way, Quinn. I think that the hallway is wide enough for you to pass as well."

The blonde narrowed her eyes at the shorter girl. "Get. Out. Of. My. Way. Manhands." She said in such a way that would have probably even made mountains move to carve a path for her.

But, no. Rachel Berry was unfazed and instead, she just looked at the other girl with equal stubbornness. The students just watched in awe, both at the brunette's courage and at what would be the blonde's next move.

With a slight smirk on her lips, she raised her arm as if to slap the girl. Instead, she snapped her fingers and quickly enough, a cup full of red icy liquid was slipped into her awaiting hand by a first year football player who just happened to have one ready.

Rachel's gaze traveled from the slushie in the girl's hand to the blonde's deadly gaze. She clutched her books to her chest tightly, closing her eyes and waiting for the impact.

As it came, she tuned out the laughs and even went numb to the stinging in her eyes and the coldness in her body. She ignored the tears forming in her eyes. She just ran, knowing the way that she made it there with her eyes closed. As she closed the door and stepped inside one of the stalls, a voice so beautifully laced with silk echoed in her head with words that had made her so happy back then.

We'll be best friends forever, Rach!

Clutching her shuddering body, she sat on the toilet, tears flowing down her cheeks. "You promised." She said to herself. "We should've been friends forever." She smiled sadly.

"What changed Quinn? What happened to us?"

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