It wasn't like it was the biggest party of the year or anything. It was just another glee party. But this time, Puck got booze. People were dancing and having fun. And for some reason, Quinn Fabray was sitting in a chair, sipping a red cup of vodka. She should be dancing too. Having boys crawl over her, begging to have even a chance with her. Looking around, she saw Puck taking shots while Tina and Mercedes cheered, Finn was talking to Mike, Artie was laughing with Brittany on his lap, Santana was pretending to talk to Kurt and Blaine, but she was really staring with sadness and jealously at her best friend. Everyone else was dancing or drinking. Except she hadn't seen Rachel at all. She wondered if the brunette would even show up. Maybe she'd show up, see the alcohol and run home to make a Power Point on the dangers of drinking. Quinn snorted to herself, laughing at the image. Just as she was about to pour herself another cup, god knows she needed it, the front door opened. There stood Rachel Berry in a black dress that wasn't anything like her school clothes. It was like she had taken the shortness of her skirts but applied it to a black dress complete with a corset. Everyone turned to see who arrived. Quinn could see their mouths drop at the sight of the diva. Kurt rushed forward to greet the girl.
"Rachel! Your outfit! It's so….. not you. I'm so happy!" Kurt squealed and clapped.
"Thank you? I think? Oh hello everyone, I hope I haven't missed anything." Rachel set down her bag and jacket on the couch.
"Well, Berry, for once your attire doesn't make me want to burn you at the stake and feed you to the wolves." Santana had obviously gotten back to reality and wasn't in her dreamland anymore. Rachel gave her a look but chose to ignore the comment. She walked to the kitchen looking at the various bottles of booze spread everywhere. Quinn was sure she was going to make a comment about how inappropriate it was. But Rachel grabbed a shot glass, poured herself a shot of straight vodka, and downed the shot. Quinn's mouth just about dropped open. The tiny brunette laughed and poured herself a quite few more shots. After downing them, she loudly proclaimed that she was drunk. She stumbled to the room where all the gleeks were gathered. Mike looked her up and down, slyly, while Puck was looking at her like a hungry wolf. Artie had taken his attention away from Brittany to stare at Rachel's chest. Not that the blonde minded. She was looking too. Kurt and Blaine looked at the brunette, but only because Kurt was so proud of her outfit. Finn was now sitting in a chair gazing at the girl with his mouth hung open. A little bit of drool was pooling at the corner of his mouth.
"I WANT TO SING." Rachel shouted to them while tipsily walking to a chair. Quinn shook her head in confusion. It was like Rachel was a male Puck, without all the stupid flirts. Rachel ran the coffee table and stepped on it.
"WHAT SHOULD I SING?" She slurred out to the club. Various suggestions flung from the kids mouths. Rachel turned on the karaoke machine to a random track and grabbed the microphone. The brunette smiled before starting to sing to the pop beat.
This was never the way I planned, not my intention.
I got so brave, drink in hand, lost my discretion
Walking around she picked up and shook the bottles as she sang.
It's not what I'm used to, just wanna try you on.
I'm curious for you, caught my attention.
Rachel walked up to Santana from behind and ran her fingers through the girls hair, before winking and skipping away, singing as she went.
I kissed a girl and I liked it,
the taste of her cherry chapstick.
I kissed a girl just to try it,
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it.
She ran up to Finn and raised her eyebrows before leaning over and kissing Brittany on the cheek.
It felt so wrong,
it felt so right.
Don't mean I'm in love tonight.
I kissed a girl and I liked it.
No, I don't even know your name, it doesn't matter.
You're my experimental game, just human nature.
It's not what good girls do, not how they should behave.
My head gets so confused, hard to obey.No, I don't even know your name, it doesn't matter.
She ran up to Tina and sat in her lap for a few seconds, leaning her head slopping on the girls shoulder, while tapping her fingers on Tina's arm repeatedly.
Us girls we are so magical,
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable.
Hard to resist, so touchable.
Too good to deny it.
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent.
She held the last note for a long time, and skipped around before running up to Quinn and singing the final line.
I kissed a girl and I liked it.
Quinn sat there with her head down, listening as Rachel finished the song. Suddenly, the tiny brunette grabbed the back of the blondes head and smashed their lips together. The glee clubbers were silent, until Puck started cheering. The glee clubbers cheered as the blonde and the brunette kissed. Quinn could hear them. She heard Rachel's heart beating. She heard Finn whimper "mailman, mailman", and she was sure she heard her head tell her something. Or maybe it was her heart. She just didn't know. All she knew was that about half an hour ago, Rachel hated her and she hated Rachel. Now here, they were sitting, kissing, as their friends sat and watched. Quinn really wanted to push Rachel off of her. She wanted yell at her and tell her that this was wrong. She wanted to go back to hating Rachel. She wanted to humiliate the girl and tell her that she was disgusting and that she couldn't even kiss right.
But she couldn't.