LbN: The next runner up on the poll. :) Happy reading!

"Schue axed my idea of doing Dirrty for Christina week," Santana said. "So I think I'm going with Hurt."

"You'll be awesome at that, Santana," Rachel said.

"Thanks, Berry."

"Britt and I are doing Come On Over," Tina said.

"Rocking Slow Down Baby," Mercedes told them.

"I'm trying to decide between Get Mine, Get Yours and Fighter," Quinn said.

"What about you, Rachel?" Tina asked.

Rachel looked up from where she was doodling in her notebook. "I'm not sure," she mumbled.

"You okay, Rachel?" Quinn asked. "You always know what song you want. And I know for a fact that you love Christina Aguilera."

"I do…it's just…I have a lot on my mind right now. I'll probably end up doing something off of her first album."

They all looked at her strangely, but didn't have time to press the subject as the bell rang.

"You guys go on," Quinn said quietly, looking back at the younger girl.

"Good luck trying to pick Berry's brain," Santana told her.

"See you in a bit." Quinn walked back into the choir room where Rachel was still putting her things together. "Hey."

"Oh! Hi Quinn. What's up?"

"I just wanted to know why you didn't want to tell us your song," the blonde said, smiling.

"Wha—"

"Come on, Rachel…. I know you. You have a song already."

The diva dropped her head and nodded. "I just…feel like it's petty."

"What?" Quinn asked, sitting next to her. "Why?"

Rachel looked up at her, frowning. "Finn's cheating on me. This was going to be my breakup song."

Quinn pinched the bridge of her nose. "Rachel…we sing about our feelings all the time in glee. That's…kind of what we're about. Does he know you know?"

Rachel nodded. "I don't really think he cares."

"Sing the song. You deserve better, and speaking as someone who's cheated and been cheated on…he'll survive you letting your emotions out."

Rachel smiled at her. "I just…people call me a spoiled brat all the time. I feel like taking a shot at someone would inevitably elevate everyone's hatred of me."

"We don't hate you, Rachel."

"You don't."

"None of us do," Quinn said, hugging her. "And if anyone gives you shit, I'll back you up."

Rachel smiled slightly. "Thanks, Quinn."


She didn't want it to be a big, end of the week statement like her songs usually were. She asked Mr. Schue if she could sing on Wednesday, and he agreed. Still, when she got up in front of the club, she was expecting rotten tomatoes to be thrown once she crushed their poor, fragile golden boy.

"This song's been on my mind lately," she said. "Hit it, guys."

Watchin lovers walkin'
Hand in hand they pass me by
Wish I was one of them
Wish I had somebody
Wakin' up beside me
Looking into my eyes at night
I want a love to call my own
I want someone that I can hold
Want someone wanting me
Wanna feel how it feels to be

Somebody's somebody
Someone's someone
Some sweet lover's lover
I wanna be that one
Someone faithful to someone faithful
Someone kind to someone kind to me
Somebody to somebody who loves me
Who loves me

Spending all of my time
Spending all my time on me
Where is that someone who
I can give my time to
Searching for that lover
With the love that will change my life
I want two arms to hold me close
I want the thing I need the most
Somebody needing me
So I can feel how it feels to be

Somebody's somebody
Someone's someone
Some sweet lover's lover
I wanna be that one
Someone faithful to someone faithful
Someone kind to someone kind to me
Somebody to somebody who loves me
Who loves me

What I'm looking for
Is someone to love me more
Than I've been loved before
With love so right
What I need to find
Is someone to hold me tight
What I mean is I want to be

Somebody's somebody
Someone's someone
Some sweet lover's lover
I wanna be that one
Someone faithful to someone faithful
Someone kind to someone kind to me
Somebody to somebody who loves me
Who loves me

Quinn was the first to stand and clap, followed by the others.

Finn remained seated, glowering at her, but Rachel couldn't find it in herself to care.