hey there...so this is my second story and my pairings is ofcourse sam and quinn..
my first story was in my other account shoutforjoy but i cant really acess it anymore so i can't update it...so i just made a new one
hope you like this one
hit review xD
"Wooooohhh!" a drunk and high-pitched Quinn Fabray shouted while dancing at the top of a table.
"Hey, stop it! Get down here now!" a very worried and angry Rachel Berry said.
"Oh come on, hobbit! Loosen up! Seriously! Here have some drink…" Santana said who is also drunk. She handed the red cup she was holding to Rachel.
Rachel took the cup. "It's empty…" Rachel said with a confused look.
Santana and Quinn both laughed hysterically.
"Did… did …you… see her ..fff…face? Oh my goshh…. HAHAHA" Santana mocked while Quinn struggling to stay up continued to laugh.
"HAHA..so funny…guys…yeah…"Rachel said sarcastically. She sighed and looks around the bar. Almost everyone is looking up to two the two crazy drunk girls who are dancing on top of the table.
'This is bad they're getting too much attention... Sooner or later someone will notice us…and then the paparazzi will be just everywhere…and… where's… Brittany?' Rachel thought.
The four of them are wearing sunglasses and wigs to conceal themselves. But by the way that Santana, Quinn and possibly Brittany is acting, they will surely be identified.
She hurried and looks for the other blond girl while calling the only person that Santana, Quinn and Brittany feared, and who happens to be their manager.
She searched for a secluded area and fortunately found one.
"Hey, this is Sue, how may I help you?" the other line on the phone said.
"Hey Sue, its Rachel…" Rachel answered.
"Oh, hey Dwarf…how's the party going?" Sue said.
'Still won't drop with the nicknames…' Rachel thought miserably.
"Bad...Like really bad…they're getting too much attention from the crowd…if this keeps up-" Rachel said.
"Hmm… I knew this would happen…" Sue interrupted Rachel.
"yeahh…I knew it too..i mean if only-" Rachel answered.
"Okay! Not to worry dwarf! Just make sure they wore their ridiculously big sun glasses and I will be sending someone to pick you up…" Sue interrupted Rachel again.
"One more thing Sue, I can't-"Rachel started to say.
"Toot… toot…toot" the phone buzzed.
"—find Brittany…" Rachel continued.
"What the…? She hung up on me?! "She shouted angrily.
She looked at where Santana and Quinn are.
"Oh no…" She said with a horrified look on her face.
At the table, Quinn and Santana are slowly taking their wigs off while dancing and laughing .Then, their sunglasses started to fall off...
Sam POV
I'm so tired. Working here in the club at night is so frustrating. and to make things worst I got stain in my uniform because some drunken blonde woman with a freaky wig and sunglasses is struggling to stand up and keep spilling her drink.
'Who wears sunglasses at a club anyway? She is so weird that she even claims to be Brittney spears' I shrugged. People are just so weird when they're drunk.
'and who's lord tubbington?..she said that he's the one who's gonna clean the mess she made earlier...' I dismissed my thoughts and went to change my clothes into the employee's locker room.
Quinn POV
"ahhhhh!...HAHAHAHAHA" I'm having so much fun right now. It's like I'm floating and I'm free.
I started to feel really sweaty and hot. And the sunglasses and the wig we're wearing certainly aren't helping.
"Hey, Sannn!" I started saying. My head is spinning and I can't really focus on looking at her.
"yeeeaahh?" Santana answered.
"Cann..I…Taaakkkeee…this Wig…off..ff? " I said.
"Hell yeah!" she replied and we started to laugh.
I took off my wig and stated waving it into the air. Santana did the same. And we were laughing so hard that our sunglasses started to fall off.
"HEY! YOU TWO! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Rachel climbed up the table and shouted at me and Santana.
"Having fuun..whatt are..yoouuu..doooiinng?" I replied.
All of sudden, I heard a click then a flash of light comes out of nowhere. The clicking sound started to get louder and the flashes got plenty. I can barely see anything.
"CRAAAPP!" I heard Santana said.
Then I heard Rachel screamed.
"Quick! Hide…" I heard Rachel said. Then she grabbed my hand and led me to a hallway.
"Was that?—" I started.
"Yep, your bestfriends Quinn… the Papz…" Rachel answered.
"Hoooww the hell…did…theeeyy…geett..in?" I struggled to say.
'Gosh im really drunk.'
"How would I know?!" Rachel said angrily.
"OH, whaatt are….. you…. maaad… aboouuut… hoooooobbit?" Santana said
"WHAT AM I MAD ABOUT?! WELL LET'S SEE…WHEN WE CAME HERE, THE FIRST THING I TOLD YOU… IS TO KEEP YOUR FUCKING COSTUMES ON… AT ALL TIMES! AND NOW IM RUNNING HERE HIDING FROM THE PAPARAZZI… AND LITERALLY DRAGGING YOU… COZ YOU CANT FUCKING STAND ON YOUR FEET…IF ONLY YOU WOULD KEEP YOUR FREAKING GLASSES ON WE WOULDN'T HAVE TO DO THIS…AND NOW YOUR ASKING ME WHY THE HELL AM I MAD?!" Rachel snapped.
I must be really drunk because not a single thing that Rachel said processed inside my brain. I barely understood her.
"uhhhhhhhhh…yeahh…" I said. Not really sure of what to say.
"OH…SHIIITT!" I heard Santana said while looking at the opposite side of the hallway.
"WHAAAAT?!" I asked and looked into where she was lookin at.
About a dozen of paparazzi are running towards us and taking a picture of us at the far end side of the hallway
"We need to split up…" Rachel said
"Whaaaaaaaatt?" Santana and I said in unison.
"okay…I know that both of you are really drunk…but I need you to focus okay... the three of us needs to split up…so that…the paparazzi will split up to…and they're be less chasing for each of us…go find a safe place to hide and I'll call you when it's safe to head out…the we meet outside. Sue already send someone to pick us up ok?!" Rachel said.
"uhhhhhhhhh…whaattt?" I said. I honestly did not understand anything.
"I thiiiiiink she said sheeee… waaaaants….. ussss….. to plaaaay…hide and… seeeeek?" Santana said.
Rachel smacked her forehead and said "JUST GOOOO RUNN!"
"OOKAAAYYY…jeeeezzz…it's….. just a gaaammmeee…" Santana said in a drunk voice. And we both started to run and find our own hiding place.
I giggled as I opened one of the doors in the hall way that is marked as the employee's locker room.
Sam POV
I was changing my clothes when the door on the locker room suddenly opened. I turn around to see who opened it and was shocked.
It was a giggling blonde drunken woman.
"umm excuse me miss…but you're not allowed here…" I started to say.
Quinn POV
I entered the room and surprised that someone is in there.
Inside is a blonde, sexy, muscular and shirtless man.
'oh my gosh...he is so hot' i thought
"Umm excuse me miss…but you're not allowed here…" He said.
'Not to mention, has a sexy voice too' I thought.
I barely understood what he said. I glanced at him up and down. and stop at the stomach part.
'my gosh…his…abs…is …so…yummy…' I thought.
"Heeeyy…" I started to say.
Sam POV
"Hey…" that all she said.
"ummm…mam…Hey, did you hear what I just said?" I tried talking to her. But I don't think she would understand me, she's too drunk.
"Uhhh what?…" she said.
I then noticed that she was looking directly into my abs. I chuckled. And went to get my white shirt.
I was about put it over my head when she said something again.
"whaaatttt…are….yoooouuu…doiiinnn?" she asked looking annoyed and went closer to me.
"im putting on my shirt…mam" I answered.
"nooooo…that kind of…boooodyy…does not deseeerve…a shirt" she said.
I laughed at what she said. She went closer and closer to me. And somehow I think she looks familiar.
We're only about a step close to each other. And I swear I know her.
"Can I ask, what's your name mam?" I said.
"Quinn…Quinn fabray…" I nearly choke to death on what she said.
so did you like it? i do appreciate any comments or critisms
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oh please point out if i have any grammatical errors...
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