Santana stood in front of Mckinley High for the first time since her first day without her red and white Cheerios uniform. This was her first day entering the school as a loser and not part of the Mckinley 1 percent, not that she wasn't still a badass because she most definitely was. The reason for her current predicament was a party that took place all of two days before. Santana's mind wondered to that night as she waited for her fellow discarded friends to join her.
Saturday night
"As much as I love playing PS4 with, and whipping your ass in the process is it all possible we can do something less lame?" Santana said with a sigh as she threw her controller down and lay down on the sofa, in the process knocking Puck off.
"How are you so freakishly strong Satan?" Puck replied with a grin and a slap on her ass as he made himself comfortable in his new position on the floor.
"Coach Sylvester would be so proud if she heard that," Santana said in a dramatic tone, wiping an invisible tear away.
"Guys! While I do apologise for interrupting, Santana you can not simply stop playing in the middle of a campaign as important as this and Noah you should know better than to get distracted with Santana's shenanigans by now," Rachel said with a huff, not once breaking her concentration from the current game she was heavily invested in on the screen in front of them.
"Agh, please remind me why we even invite your loud mouth over?" Santana asked rolling her eyes, despite a small smile appearing on her face.
"Because I am a wonderful addition to your video gaming team and as you said previously, I am actually pretty tolerable outside of glee club…..as well as something about short skirts that i didn't quite catch since it was mumbled," Rachel replied with thoughtful look on her face.
"Your short skirts make up for the constant abuse of big words on my delicate ears," Santana said, grinning from her place on the couch, not hiding her admiration of Rachel's legs at all.
"True that," Puck agreed with a glazed over look, Rachel made no effort to retaliate since it never helped and she just continued on playing by herself.
"So as i was saying before, what are we doing tonight?" Santana asked once more.
"Party, party or party?" a voice came from the top of the stairs. Mike quickly made himself comfortable next to Rachel.
"Hell yeahs, Puck have a party," Santana demanded throwing a cushion at his head which he quickly dodged.
"Thats not how you say please Santana, come on say it, I know its hard but you can do it," Puck said wiggling his eyebrows at her.
"Firstly wanky, and secondly no, Mike say please to Puck cause I don't want to," Santana said pointing from Mike to Puck.
"Please Puck," Mike pleaded, this was not the first time Santana made him to her dirty work and he learnt long ago that there was little point in arguing with the girl.
"Fine, but only cause I wanna get wasted and try and make my move on Lauren," Puck said as Santana mimed gagging behind him.
"Aren't you going to, you know invite people?" Puck asked after Santana made no move for her phone and remained lying on the sofa.
"Nope," Santana said smirking.
"Why not?" Puck asked, he was starting to become suspicious of his best lesbro, she was sneaky like that.
"Cause I already texted everyone this afternoon to say that there was a party at your place," Santana said laughing, quickly jumping and running up the stairs as Puck chased after yelling about Satan.
"What just happened? Where is everyone? Every time we come close to winning they always disappear," Rachel yelled and threw her controller down. Glaring at Mike who began inching away slowly.
It was almost 11pm and the party was in full swing, It was a full house and it was clear that Santana had literally invited the entire Mckinley. All the gleeks were there littering the house in various states of intoxication.
Artie had passed out early in the night and it seems that Sugar had mistook him for a couch and passed out on top of him. Finn was making out with a pretty cheerio who seemed to be a second away from vomiting all over him yet he was completely oblivious. Quinn was trying to coax Brittany off the chandelier where she was happily sitting and singing the Sia song by the same name. And Santana was just trying to find the alcohol she hid early in the evening but her brain was fuzzy and it was proving much more difficult than she expected to navigate around a house filled with drunken students, many who were passed out all over the floor.
Santana opened a closet door hoping that the vodka she hid earlier was still there.
"What da hell…?" She said as she found Kurt in the closet with her vodka.
"Mine!" Kurt yelled as he cradled the vodka in his arms before quickly shutting the door leaving Santana standing outside with her mouth agape in shock.
"He did not just….so many closet jokes," she sniggered before heading back to the living room and taking a seat next to Quinn who had given up trying to get Brittany down and just stared up at where the blonde was swinging.
Santana giggled at Brittany on the chandelier before looking over at Quinn who looked sadder than her usual slightly sad self.
"Whats wr….." A loud crash interrupted Santana as Rachel who was standing a short distance away and was very drunk fell through the glass table in front of them. The whole room fell silent and all eyes turned to Rachel, who after a few seconds of being way to still jumped up.
"Feels like pink!" Rachel yelled with her hands in the air as she ran off to the kitchen, as the rest of the room cheered her on. Santana sighed in relief, it wouldn't be the first time her tiny friend got injured while drunk.
"So as I was saying before that," Santana made a wild hand gesture before continuing, "whats wrong with you?" Santana said, or at least attempted to, since all the words came out in a slurred mess.
"Nothing," Quinn replied, luckily she was drunk enough to understand the brunettes slurs as well as replying in her own.
"Nah ah, tell me Juno," Santana said, throwing herself onto the blonde and resting all her body weight onto the girl so she couldn't move.
"mmmphm," Quinn replied with her face firmly in the couch.
"What was that Barbie?" Santana said giving the girl a bit of space to move her face.
"Coach is being a bitch, she said i wasn't fit to be in the Cheerios never mind the co-captain, she demoted me to the bottom of the pyramid," Quinn said sadly, making no move to get out from underneath Santana.
"What? Seriously?" Santana yelled causing the room to stop and look at her before once again continuing the party.
"You should be happy, you finally get to be the Captain. You win," Quinn said sharply, the alcohol not making her sound any less vicious. She quickly pushed Santana off her and stormed away. Santana sobered up a bit from that alone, she sat alone for a second before smirking and looking up.
"Britt get your ass down here, we got some evil doing to do," she said, Brittany quickly leaped down at that. She loved helping Santana, it was always adventure and San knew how to make everything they did fun.
"Yay, how can i help San?" Brittany said while bouncing excitedly and clapping her hands.
"Well we gonna need some help and some extra equipment," Santana said, dragging Brittany by the hand to the next room, all while still evilly smirking.
They were all camped out in front of a house they had walked to, it was only four blocks from Pucks so it wasn't to much effort. Each of them had various household objects with them, as well as the occasional bottle of booze which some had argued that they needed to keep hydrated through out whatever adventure Santana planned.
" Okay everyone gather around," Santana mentioned as they all got together behind a tiny bush that barely covered one person.
" Mike and Rachel, you are responsible for the toilet paper. Brittany, you have the flour right? Good. Puck and I will take care of the rest. Okay everyone, lets do this," Santana said, hoping for the best. They were definitely to drunk to be doing this.
It was a simple prank, Rachel and Mike would toilet paper the house while Brittany threw flour into the house through the windows. Puck and Santana took care of the biggest job, which was moving the car in the driveway down the street.
Well it would've been a simple prank if everyone wasn't so utterly wasted.
"Guys, I cant get down," Brittany yelled from the roof.
"Shh, what the hell are you doing on the roof Britt?" Santana whispered loudly as she noticed the blonde standing on top of the house.
"You said to put the flour in, and everyone knows that you put things in on top and the chimneys on top," Brittany said with a shrug.
While everyones focus was on Brittany, they didn't notice the car start rolling backwards into the neighbours pond.
"Shit, shit, shit," Puck said looking as the car sunk into the shallow pond. He had forgotten that he lowered the hand break to move the car while being distracted by the blonde on the roof.
"Oof," Mike said as Rachel accidentally threw one of the toilet roles directly into his face. Rachel started giggling which became infectious and soon they were all giggling. That was until the front door off the house slammed open and a large shadowed figure stepped out.
"What in hells name is going on here?" Sue Sylvester shouted as stepped into the light, wielding a large trophy in her hand.
"Can we interest you in Jesus," Santana sputtered out attempting to hold in her laugh.
"Girl scout cookies?" Puck said from behind the brunette, as he giggled behind his hand.
"I lost my dolphin, he is definitely not up here," Brittany said from her position on the roof.
"No english," Mike replied shrugging when Sue moved her gaze to him.
A groan came from near Mikes feet, everyone turned their attention to it, shocked and amused to find Rachel passed out near Mikes feet and she was rolling around the grass drooling with a bottle of whiskey firmly held to her chest.
"Is that…..MY CAR!" Sue yelled loudly while running towards her prized possession, dropping the trophy as she did. Leaving a bunch of giggling teens and one passed out teen behind.
It wasn't long after that the police arrived, and their parents were called to come fetch them. Not before Principal Figgins showed up and gave permission to Sue to punish the students however she pleased, since she did not press charges. And punish them she did, they were banned indefinitely from all extracurricular activities. That meant no football, no glee and no cheerios.
Now
Santana has come to school earlier than usual, they had received a group text from Rachel the day before telling them that they needed to discuss something very important before school began.
"Hey," Santana said as she joined the rest of the group, everyone was huddled around the tiny diva.
"I just want to say that I'm really sorry that i got you guys into so much trouble, especially you Rachel you're the only one of us who doesn't have a record and i ruined that and i know how much you love glee and i really feel bad and stuff…," Santana said looking down and avoiding Rachel's eyes.
"You know, Im usually the one that rambles. And while I appreciate your apology its not necessary, my parents are quite proud since they think I'm embracing my inner teenager and this will be a brilliant chapter in my future autobiography," Rachel said brightly grinning at her friends especially Santana.
"It was pretty sick seeing Coach Sylvester freak out so hard, I wish we could have taped it," Puck said shaking his head happily.
"So if you're not angry why did you call us here?" Mike asked Rachel, turning the attention back to her.
"Well since we have officially been thrown out of all our activities for being trouble makers, i think we should make use of the trouble making reputation we have been given," Rachel said with a tiny smirk.
"So you are trying to say that we should become a real life badass crew and cause trouble at school?…..Cause that sounds awesome Berry," Puck said high living Rachel and turning to see what Santana thought.
"Well i guess news does travel fast and everyones gonna be talking about us, and now I don't have the cheerios or glee so i have the time, I'm in," Santana said returning Rachel and Pucks grins. Mike agreed shortly after that.
"We need a name for our group, like the super duper badass crew of badassness," Brittany said, the girl had been silent for the entire conversation and no one had noticed her presence or the fact that she was holding a large duck that was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses.
"Did she have that duck this whole time?" Rachel whispered to Mike, she prided herself on being extremely observant and yet she had somehow missed the fashionable duck.
"Don't question it, never question anything relating Brittany cause its always way to confusing," Mike whispered back making sure not to be heard by Santana who was extremely protective of her best friend.
"That sounds great Britt, then we'll be the super duper badass crew of badassness," Santana said to Brittany, who she locked pinkies with.
"But why did we need to come so early Berry, we could have texted this conversation. School only starts in 40min," Puck said yawning proving just how early it was.
"To practice our entrance of course, we need to make an intimidating first impression obviously. Lets go," Rachel said before spinning around and making her way to the school building, the boys following sleepily behind her mumbling about crazy midgets. Santana and Brittany trailed a bit further behind, pinkies linked.
"So why did we do that to Coach's house?" Brittany asked innocently while they walked to the school.
"For Quinn," Santana said blushing slightly as she looked down. Brittany just smiled knowingly at her best friend and tugged her towards the school. Faintly they heard Rachel discussing whether or not a slow motion entrance was appropriate or not.