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This takes place after"Blame it on the alcohol" and everything after that has not happened.
This is my first story so sorry if it is crappy!
Rachel Berry always got what she wanted. Even if she had to make up most complicated plans and schemes you will have ever seen. She won't give up until she has the thing she craves.
Ever since Rachel Berry "Rachel Berry house party train wreck extravaganza" the Glee club had decided that they would organize such parties every now and then. However they decided on drinking a little less, so the maximum was three wine coolers. Spin the bottle had somehow ended up their tradition. Every time Rachel had kissed different people except the one she wanted. No it wasn't Finn. And it was also not Puck. It was Quinn. Rachel had recently discovered that she felt a deep attraction to her. She always watched her across the choir room when she danced. Brunette loved how gracefully Quinn moved. She would sometimes get so distracted by Quinn's dancing that she messed up her own dancing, and that was of course unacceptable for one Rachel Berry. Quinn and Rachel shared some classes together and Rachel wouldn't pass up any opportunity to stare at Quinn's angel like face. Her eyes were in this amazing color and if you looked carefully you could see little gold specks. And her lips looked so kissable. Here we come to why she could never got to kiss those amazing lips. Every time they played spin the bottle, just like first time, Quinn wouldn't play. So of course Rachel had to come up with one of her genius plans. Her plan consisted of getting Quinn trashed and then making her play the game. She knew that they promised Mr. Shue that they wouldn't drink like they did before, but Rachel had to get what she wanted. Of course her plan included many other things than jus getting Quinn drunk. Her fathers would be leaving her for some days on the spring break so the house would be hers again. All the Glee clubbers would stay over so no one would get hurt. Puck would provide them with alcohol. Rachel of course knew that the task of getting Quinn drunk wouldn't be the easiest. However one day when she was looking for good cocktails to make at the party, she came across something so amazing that would get Quinn drunk in no time. Bacon Vodka. Rachel knew how much Quinn loved bacon, so she knew that this would guarantee the blond getting drunk. The thing that Rachel didn't think of was, that she would have to prepare the drink. She was a proud vegan, but for Quinn she would do anything. The day she tried out the recipe, she found on internet, was one of the hardest. Brunette had gotten sick so many times that at the end of the day she couldn't even go in the kitchen because she could still smell the bacon. Her dreams didn't help either, there were pigs coming at her and screaming that she was a murderer.
On the last day of school, before spring break, Rachel cornered everyone after the Glee club meeting. "Fellow Glee clubbers I have an announcement" Rachel said while standing in front of everyone. "What is it? You are not planning on having some crazy ass training schedule for us, because if you are, you can show it. My break will be spent by a pool and in my bed." Santana ended her speech with of course couldn't leave it at that:" Will you need any assistance in that bed, `cause you know Puckasaurus is always ready." This earned him a hard punch from Lauren: "You are a pig Puckerman. " Rachel stood there waiting for the commotion to end, and then cleared her throat, and turned to Santana: "I am not planning on having a training schedule for us, however it is a good idea, because we could definitely use some more practice, it is never enough. So as to what I was proposing. I am throwing another party at my house, and you are all invited." There was a moment of silence, but Puck broke it with a loud "Hell yes". Not everyone was as excited as him. "Berry. Have you forgot about our contract with Schue?" asked Santana." Of course not," Rachel answered, but continued with her speech: "I have everything figured out. My dads are leaving, so the house will be ours. As it will be the break we will not have to attend school, and we will be able to nurse our hangovers for a longer time. I also propose that you all stay at my house after the party ends so no one will have to be the driver, and feel left out. We can also spend all the next day sleeping I have made sure that we all have a place to sleep. Of course some people would have to share. And I am sure that Noah can get us some better alcohol then wine coolers. It will be fun, what do you say?" Rachel asked with hope in her eyes. Everyone in choir room eyed each other. And then the room was filled with some yeses and okays and occasional nods. Rachel shot her widest smile at everyone. "Alright then I will see all of you next Tuesday night at my house." With that she gathered her things and skipped out. She mentally crossed out the first point of her plan. Rachel was one step closer to her final goal.
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Should I continue?