AN: So I just binge watched all of Glee and fell in love with the Season 6 newbies, particularly Madison. She resonated with me, possibly because I've always been the "mom" of every group I've even been in, though not to the extent she is. There is a dearth of fanfiction about her and even the ones that are out there seem to revolve more around Mason. So this is a Madison-centric fanfiction, with important parts played by Mason, Roderick, Jane, Kitty, Quinn, and Coach Roz.
They were all laughing and chattering together. Jane's house was really the perfect place to hold a little party and unify as a team, since the New Directions and the Warblers were still having difficulty coming together. Even though the new costumes had gone a long way to healing the rift between the two groups, there were still two distinct factions during practice. The New Directions felt like the Warblers were invading their turf, while the Warblers were clinging to what they viewed as their show choir superiority. There were many little clashes that were constantly driving Mr. Shue and Kurt and Rachel insane with the in-fighting that finally Jane decided that something had to be done. She figured that if she could bury the hatchet after they had rejected her because she was a girl, then so could everyone else.
So Jane threw a party and invited everyone- no grown-ups allowed. Spencer provided tons of alcohol, which made everyone a lot looser than they were normally. Mason kept trying to feel Jane up. Madison was currently flirting with one of the Warblers, though over the course of the night she had flirted with almost everyone. Spencer was dancing crazily with Alistair and Kitty, that latter of which was rolling her eyes at his moves and discretely eying another of the Warblers. Myron was behaving like the spoiled little privileged prince he was, but a couple of the Warblers were watching him like he was a fascinating experiment. Roderick hadn't had much of anything to drink and was instead being a wallflower in the back. He was talking to one of the other Warblers though about music, which Jane was very happy about since that was the point of this whole thing. Most of the Warblers were dancing around and happily partaking of the drinks that were available.
Mason snuck up behind Jane and hugged her, before turning it into a make-out session. The make-out session eventually moved past Roderick at the door and into Jane's room. Madison and her Warbler attempted to follow and find their own room in Jane's massive house. Roderick cut off his conversation with the Warbler he was talking to, however, when he saw the two of them going through the door in full make-out mode.
"Do you even know this guy Madison?" He asked.
"Not really!" She giggled back, running her hands along his body, "But he is a lovely specimen, don't you think?" Roderick didn't even spare him a glance before taking her arm and pulling her back into the room and towards the door to the outside.
"Yeah, you're drunk and I'm just going to bring you home instead. You can't just make-out with a random guy, Madison. It's not safe. You don't know if he's going to respect you in that bedroom you were headed for." Madison rolled her eyes and laughed, but followed him. She turned back to wave at her almost-one-night stand and grabbed her purse off a table. She swung herself into Roderick's truck. He started the truck as she leaned back in her seat, watching him through her long lashes.
He was cute, she thought. Not, like, drop dead gorgeous. But cute in the way that a boyfriend who would be the perfect gentleman is. Roderick didn't notice her eyes on him. He liked her, like, like liked her. But he knew that she would never feel the same way about him, not when she was a cheerleader and could have any guy at the school. And of course she had her brother, though he didn't believe in any of the "Creepy Incest Twins" thing that Kitty was always ragging on them about. They drove in silence over to the McCarthy's house, neither of them speaking but both of them watching each other.
"The house is dark. Are your parents home?" Roderick asked Madison when they pulled up. She laughed.
"Nah, they never are. They are out touring now, though I don't remember who with." Madison replied, tossing her head. Roderick nodded as he waited for her to get out of the car. She didn't. She was sitting, with her chin propped on her hands, looking directly at him. He blinked at the sight and shifted nervously. He was about to open his mouth and say something when she crawled over and plopped on his lap facing him. Roderick opened his mouth and started stuttering because really, what on earth was she doing? She leaned in almost uncomfortably closely, touching her nose to his.
"You know, it was very rude of you to let a lady leave unsatisfied." She murmured. Roderick could hear the smirk in her voice as she spoke. He swallowed uncomfortably, wishing desperately that he was anywhere but here. "What do you say that you fix that yourself?" Madison added, letting her hands trail down his upper body.
"You are drunk. I- we- I shouldn't." He stammered.
"Not that drunk. I know what I'm doing." Her hands snuck under his shirt. "I can hold my liquor, don't worry about fucking a drunk girl." Roderick's mind was very fuzzy because really how could anyone expect his mind to stay clear when that was happening and now she was kissing him and he really couldn't think. Somehow, he thought, they had ended up inside in what was undoubtedly Madison's bedroom and they were still kissing and she was making him feel so good he didn't know what to do. So instead of putting a stop to it the way he had originally intended, he started helping her strip as she helped him. She was a good kisser, he thought. Not that he had much experience with any of this. No one was exactly jumping up and down to do this with him. What was she doing? Oh. Right. She wanted him to lie down for her. Her face loomed on top of him for a minute before his mind went almost completely blank because he hadn't known that anything could feel that good.
AN: I should probably mention that a) the only thing resembling a romance I've ever done resulted in one partner killing the other by boiling his blood while she laughed and b) I'm as inexperienced as they come so I tried to make it as accurate as possible without having actual, personal knowledge. Anyway, chapters are about halfway done and should be posted every Thursday night.