Rachel strode into glee, invitations in her hand, she stood at the front of the music room, waiting for her fellow glee clubbers to arrive – She of course was early – slowly but surely they made there way in, in groups of two or three. Tina wheeled Artie in as Kurt and Mercedes strutted in talking about the latest gossip. Matt and Mike followed talking about who knows what – we really no nothing about them – Quinn walked in a protective hand on her stomach taking a careful seat, clad in there uniforms Brittany and Santana walked in and finally Puck and Finn trickled in (separately of course).

As they took a seat some curious about why Rachel was there, others not giving a fuck.

Mr. Schue walked in, he quirked an eyebrow, "Yes Rachel?"

"Mr. Schuster I'd like to make an announcement, a non-glee announcement." She declared.

He sighed, "Fine Rachel, go ahead."

"Fellow glee-clubbers, I shall be hosting a party this Friday, as an attempt to get the club to bond. I hope you will all attend." She began to hand out the invitations.

Mr. Schuster clapped his hands together, "Guys I think this a great idea I expect you to all attend."

A majority of the club groaned inwardly knowing there was no escape now.

And so Friday rolled around and Rachel waited anxiously for her peers to arrive, she was currently debating whether she should be sitting and then go to get the door and act a bit surprised, or if she should wait right next to the door, eventually she decided on the first one.

And once again the club trickled in slowly; some a little confused by Rachel's surprised nature but took a seat in her living room anyways.

As Puck - the last guest – arrived he was greeted by an awkward silence.

"Noah please take a seat," She made a gesture to the couch; "I was just going to ask if anyone had any ideas on what we should do."

Santana raised an eyebrow, "Seriously Berry? Everything's not super organized?"

"No Santana, I thought I would let you help decide what we do." Rachel explained. "Any ideas?"

"Truth or Dare."

"DDR"

"Never have I ever"

"Strip Poker"

"Duck-Duck-Goose," Brittany suggested lamely.

Puck cleared his throat, "Those all suck – well except strip poker. But I think we play the ultimate party game, seven minutes in heaven."

"What are we twelve?" Santana sneered.

"Dude, it's kind of lame." Matt commented.

"Dude, there's six hot chicks here." Puck explained. "So who's in?"

Almost all the hands were raised except Rachel.

"C'mon Berry." Puck urged.

She sighed, "Fine I'll get a bowl with everyone's names in it."

After Rachel handed Puck the bowl he sent her a questioning look, "Why only one bowl?"

"Because Noah, if we separate the genders it wouldn't be fair to the LGBT members of our group."

"You mean Hummel?"

"Well yes...can you just pick the names Noah?"

Puck reached in to the bowl drawing two names, "First up is..."

A/N: Cliff-hanger already! I know its mean.

This is a semi-interactive story the readers can review and vote for who they want to see in the closet first the options are,

Tina and Mike

Finn and Quinn

Matt and Mercedes

But if I get a really intriguing request I may change my mind, there will be slash and there will non-slash pairings. I'll try and update biweekly but promise nothing.

Please review with your vote!