AN: y'ello world. yet another story, but this one isn't like the others. this is a mind boggling one on how friendship forms, blossoms and creates life. I was inspired the other day, when I realized that my best friend wasn't only my best friend, but apart of my family. She called my mom "mom" and it hit me. I have a friend for life. To contain my happiness with out freaking her out, I've decided that righting a very fitting glee friendship/humor fic will settle my butterflies. I will make this as funny as possible, and try to make it seem realer than most friendship stories.
Puckleberry for sure, because thats all I can think about as season three approaches us. let me know on other pairings you would like to see. BTW, this story will include all glee clubbers (past and present [aka, Matt, Sam, Blaine])
Anyways, let me know what you think of the Pre-Story, and remember, be nice!
It was fucking weird, how on that memorable day they came together just in time to avoid crisis and save each others' fucking hearts. All of them, crying and laughing at the same time in some weird alternate universe. The girl's bathroom was noticeably crowded, as the seven of them squished in and huddled together. It was even fucking weirder how they came to the conclusion that this was the day that everything changed.
This whole messed up situation that gave most students whiplash, started the moment Nationals ended, though everything they had gone through together really built up to it. Nationals ended, and Rachel found herself being invited to her first official sleepover which didn't have any background plots. Mercedes gave Rachel the impression that she didn't hate her, and Kurt merely started looking past Rachel's poor fashion sense and embraced her amazing diva sense.
The trio somehow ended up with a solid friendship a few days after, and spent most of their time together. Some thought it was great, how the losers banded together, and some (those who knew them better) considered this a death trap. One diva is bad, two divas is worst, and three divas is an unthinkable disaster. It worked though, and summer came quickly as they began to flourish in each other's presence.
Tina found herself on the edge of their group, and on the last day of school, was apart of the trio. The dangerous threesome became a explosive foursome. While the three inhumanly, driven divas oozed drama, Tina eased them into a peaceful place, centering their crazy with her level head.
For July, they had a weekly sleepover, Friday night to Saturday afternoon. It consisted of each meeting up for brunch at the Lima Bean, doing some karaoke at Mercedes' for lunch, along with cooking a great meal together, spending a few hours at the mall for some R&R, and finally coming together once again at Rachel's. The sleepovers were legendary, each similar in pattern, but full of surprises. The surprises was what brought the next member.
She had shown up, as if she was just another piece of luggage, with Mercedes. Quinn had finally given into the constant lack of friendship and decided to give her sister a call. Thinking that Mercedes was just as lonely as she was, Quinn had no idea what she had gotten herself into when she joined her for the sleepover. Mercedes had picked her up, but when they past the Jones' residence, Quinn began to worry. She thought it would be just her and Mercedes. Pulling into the Berry's house, Quinn felt a sudden her to panic.
Funnily enough, the events of that night were a whirlwind experience. When Kurt jumped the blonde, hugging onto her tightly, she smiled at his familiar grasps. When Tina said she absolutely loved her new black, studded purse, she sent into a raging fit of blinking back tears. And when Rachel said that she looked pretty, blinking was no use in keeping back the tears of joy and the waterfalls began.
Friendship starts in dangerous ways sometimes, but finishing their group was more of a dangerous adventure that no one could prepare them for.
An odd air was about the group, as they waited for each other to arrive at Lima Bean for drinks. Everyone could tell something was going to happen, something enduring. Tina had been the first one to feel it, as if her body had an extra sense for dark and mysterious activities. Santana and Brittany entered the café, looking as if they had won the lottery when they spotted the five friends.
It was quickly stated that they forgave Rachel (for losing Nationals) and Quinn (for being a bad friend) even though Brittany reminded everyone that she never really hated either girl to begin with. Two chairs were pulled up, and it was as if the table fit them perfectly. Weary at first, Rachel, Quinn, and Tina found themselves quietly talking amongst themselves as Mercedes and Kurt spoke amiably about their summer so far. Santana and Brittany listened, and seemed legitimately interested.
From there, things changed slowly, as the five became seven on most days. It was written in stone on August 1st that they were connected, that they were all best friends when Santana admitted she was lesbian, Brittany admitted she was bisexual, Quinn admitted she was diabetic, Tina admitted she was colour blind, Mercedes admitted she was asthmatic, Kurt admitted he was getting over depression and Rachel surprised them all by admitting she was sorry.
Sorry for everything.
That started a circle of tears and the forgiveness flowed as each said their apologizes.
On August 5th, the seven friends found themselves at their table which was soon reserved for them, each contemplating the past day's events. It was a Friday, so they each had their brunch, but silence was overlapping the conversations that dwindled.
Tina held her lemonade, and pulled apart her cinnamon roll. Santana sipped her black coffee, leaving a lipstick mark on the mug and grasped her apple raspberry upside-down French toast. Rachel stared at her hands, letting her tea cool and kept glancing at her mochi waffles. Brittany's banana breakfast shake was swishing around as she swirled the cup for entertainment, as she casually ate her scrambled eggs. Kurt nibbled at his blueberry scone, and wistfully drank his milk. Quinn dropped a few marshmallows into her hot chocolate, and her pile of bacon was beginning to descend onto the edges of the plates. Mercedes poked her chocolate chip pancakes with her fork, and didn't bother looking at her orange juice.
"Do you think its true?" Rachel was first to speak for the first time that day, which wasn't surprising. "Do you think that's how this year is going to turn out?"
She didn't raise her eyes from her hands, which twiddled carefully, as everyone stared at her.
Yesterday had been an eye opening kind of day. The friends had come to the conclusion that they're friendship wouldn't last in high school. That the status quo would step in. Quinn, Santana and Brittany had already made the Cheerios, all three of them being co-captains. Mercedes and Kurt had been asked to join them, for their vocals. That led Tina and Rachel to believe things wouldn't be the same. The captains would forget the voice junkies who wouldn't want to step anywhere near the goth and the annoying girls. Stories floated about reputations being tarnished because they were being seen together.
"We'll make sure it doesn't, Ray. We'll find a way to be able to stick together." Mercedes placed a hand on Rachel's shoulder. They were proud for each other, but knew things had to be set straight. "We need a plan."
"To be honest," Santana pushed a piece of hair back and blew a gust of air out in preparation for her confession. "I love hanging out with you guys. I won't let anyone change that."
"Remember that time when Kurt and I re-enacted the Hair/Crazy in Love routine. Wig and all?" Quinn finally tossed a piece of bacon into her mouth, and let some of her memories come back to her. "I want to be able to remember that forever. And I want to be able to have those kinds of moments all the time."
"Here's the plan."
Everyone glanced the Brittany, who was leaning on the table, a very serious face showing she meant business.
"We have two choices."
Everyone put their full attention onto Brittany, who was had her smart moments, and secretly hopped this was one of them"
"Either we become unpopular so we can hang out with you. Or you become popular to hang out with us."
It was simple.
"I vote being popular."
It was agreed that Brittany had made a breakthrough.
Next step was discovering how to make Rachel Berry and Tina Cohen-Chang just as popular as the Cheerios.
Brittany nodded as if it was stupid that everyone was not seeing the same light she saw.
"To be as popular as the Cheerios, you have to be a Cheerio."
And this is the story of how the seven most unlikely friends end up ruling the school, having the time of their lives and falling in love with themselves, each other and for real.
An: Ta-daaaa! I promise it will get better as I get into this writing bubble. If someone wants to make a picture/collage of the seven friends I would be so joyful. Picture it as if it were on someone's wall, a makeshift poster all most. It'd be amazing...just saying. anyways, hope you enjoyed, and hope you review.