Once upon a ball

Chapter four

The night begins

By Princessrose175

Author's note: hello everyone! Thank you for coming back! So this is a really fun chapter that I started at my semi formal. Sorry it took so long to get this to you, it's really hard and takes a while to upload, but that's no excuse, so sorry!

disclaimer: i do not own glee or somewhere only we know if i did well... i probably wouldnt be needing to write this fanfiction

Quinn pov

Tonight is the of the dance, and I couldn't be feeling more excited and nervous and the same time. I'm in the car only minutes away from school, where the dance is being hosted, and before I know it my mom pulled her sedan up to the school. I grab my clutch and I gracefully hop onto the middle school's sidewalk. I realize how cold it is the moment I'm fully out the car, I'm glad that my mom made me wear a leopard fur jacket to the dance. As soon as I walk inside the gymnasium which has been turned into a makeshift ballroom. I looked around the room to see if any of my other friends, besides Brittana, are here yet. I looked around the room to see Brittany and Santana making out in the corner to my right, and that Rachel was arriving through the east doors, while I was standing by the chairs on the right side of the gym. She's here. She can't be here yet. I frantically looked around for another one if my friends as I saw her heading my way. Sadly, just as I spotted my cheer mate, Natalia, she had already made her way over to me.

"Hi there stranger." She announced. I jumped around to find her standing behind me, as I had turned around while looking for an escape plan.

"Hi." I squeaked back

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you."

"Rachel?" Asked kurt while shaking her shoulder

"Yeah." She replied as she was clearly not paying attention, as she was staring at my dress.

"Is that Andrew?" Frantically replied kurt, not caring that she wasn't paying attention.

"What!" She practically squealed as she pulled back into reality, as she jumped around looking where kurt was pointing at a very confused Andrew. Suddenly a smile spread across his face as he started heading over here, not before my glorious older sister stopped him though.

"Of course she showed up. She just can't help but take up an opportunity to meddle in my personal life." I murmured under my breath.

"Sorry Quinn. Did you say something." Replied Rachel.

"Oh, nothing." I stammered as crimson rapidly filled my cheeks. Oh why does she make me blush so hard. I didn't even bulbs while having the puberty talk with my mom and that was embarrassing. Not even when I had to sit through "the talk" with my sister when she came home after her first time. I suddenly found an extreme interest in the floor as did she as she saw Andrew was looking for her again along with my sister.

'Oh dear god. Please don't let her see me.' I thought in my head

Sadly my prayer wasn't met, as I looked up to see my sister sashaying towards us. Clearly she is still trying to get Andrew to fall for her even though she knows he is perfectly happy with his girlfriend of 12 years.

"Hi Caboosey." She smirked

"It's Quinn now, Miss Drunk party girl."

"That was once." She whined.

"Yeah well, I'm Quinn now, yet you never let me live that nickname down. Why should I be any different, and as I recall that was 37.5 times."

"Point five?" Questioned rachel

"She came home tipsy once," I largely smirked as she glared death into my head.

"Oh." Whispered rachel in recognition

It was Andrew who broke the silence three minutes later," anyway I was talking with Trixy,"

"It's Sam or Samantha now." Budded in the drunk mess I call my sister.

" so we were talking and she was telling me how you have had this crush since you were in the fifth grade and how you were hoping that they would ask you out," I blushed majorly as he had been referring to me," and I said how Rachel was hoping her crush would ask her out too." It was then the divas turn to blush.

"Well Sam. Did Andrew mention to you that his girlfriend Amelia, the one from high school, is now his fiancé."

"No he didn't." Falsely pleasantly grouches my sister as she gave me a look ,that if look could kill, would have killed me and left me as roadkill in the hunger games.

"Anyway… Quinn and I were just about to head out to dance and grab Brittana." It was at that moment that I looked around and realized that Andreana and kurt had disappeared. I wanted to complement them on their outfits, oh well I'll do it later. Rach then grabbed me by the hand before giving me a look of 'this is our chance to escape' and I gladly took it and enveloped myself in the pleasure of holding her soft, silky, tiny hand. At hat moment I had to immediately stop myself before I let out a dreamy sigh. "Look there's kurt!" Exclaimed Rachel as she pulled me toward kurt and Andreana as soon as she found them. They immediately went into a debate about the ultimate Valentine's Day song, as I zoned out.

I even turned rd up wandering around the dance to find Britanna nowhere, so I decided to go to bathroom to powder my nose and reapply some lip gloss. It was in the ladies room that I heard moaning and pleasant groans coming from the handicap stall, I kneeled down to look under to see Santana's, Black, two inch wedges and Brittany's white high top converse.

"Hey Brittana, come on out if the closet and stall won't you." I laughed, and knocked on the stall. My comment was quickly followed by some coughs and zipping of dresses. Santana was the first one to step out.

"So how much of that did you hear?" Questioned Santana as soon as she stepped out.

"Only about 15 seconds of it, why?" I replied

"You probably don't want to know." I could visibly see her posture relax after I had responded, but tended up once more when she answered. Suddenly our joking atmosphere turned into a tense and serious one.

"You won't tell anyone Quinn, will you?" Piped up Brittany as she stepped out and finished lacing up her shoes.

"No of course not." I anxiously responded," that's for you to decide. When and where you want to do it and who you want to tell. It's your secret not mine." I calmly replied.

"Thank you." She whispered just under her breath.

"Anyway, I better get back out there and you guys should too." I stated breaking the tense mood.

"Yeah we should." Laughed off Satan, I mean Santana, " we haven't really spent much time enjoying this party." She giggled out as she smoothed her rumpled dress out.

Meanwhile at the 'party'

Rachel POV

Of course as soon as I walked over we coincidentally got into a heated debate of the ultimate Valentine's Day song. I believe that there is no one song for Valentine's Day, Andreana believes that "I Have Nothing" is the best one, and kurt think that Come What May is the best one because singing that song to your lover is more intimate than sex. Which he majorly blushed at when he said it.

"There is no one Valentine's Day song!" I yelled

"No! I have nothing is the Valentine's Day song, no matter who is singing it, it brings an emotional and loving depth to it that you would be absolutely insane to say that it isn't the best Valentine's Day song.

"No! I agree! Whitney Houston is amazing, but Come What May, is the ultimate song for Valentine's Day. I mean singing it to your partner or lover is a more intimate act than sex, and there is no other song that can top that." That what it sounded like for the next twenty minutes until Andrew came over and broke it sort with saying,

"Well, you may never be able to agree on a live song, but the best breakup song for Valentine's Day Day is definitely Womanizer." In which we all nodded in agreement. " do you know where W went her sister is looking for her?" t that moment I looked around to realize that during our 'discussion' Quinn had ran away.

"She was with us, busy she must have ran away during our conversation."

"Sure let's call it that" claimed Mercedes As she sauntered over towards us. Suddenly a loud cat call was exclaimed from one very Gay Latina behind me. But, don't tell her I said that, she might be offended.

"Hey girls." She smiled, then nodded at Andy and me. "Kurtsie" and that was his cue to blush for the fifth or sixth time of the night. "Satan, bubbles" She nodded respectfully at both Santana and Britannia as she acknowledged them, along with the rest of the group.

"So where is miss wonderland, they are about to announce princess and prince of the semi formal."

"Here I am."

Piped up Q as she arrived.

"Thank goodness White Girl they're about to announce the winners."

"Seriously." I giddily replied. Right as she said that Mrs. Beechler came on the mic and announced the prince, which didn't have much competition as only three boys had tried for Prince; Finn, Mike and this guy named Max were up, and Finn needed up winning. Oh, isn't he just so handsome.

"Time to announce the semi formal Princess." She exclaimed as she started tearing open the envelope, and quickly read it, and the winner is… with the highest number of write in votes ever! Miss Rachel Berry!" I squealed as soon as I heard my name I received a few hugs and kisses, on the cheek of course, before I went up and then as I climbed the stairs as fast as I could and waiting for me was a gorgeous and petite tiara.

And before I knew it Finn was grabbing my hand and leading me down the steps to the floor for our first dance and if I felt I wasn't in heaven already, I sure did then. He grabbed my waist the I grabbed his shoulder which was a task because of how tall he is. Then the music was cued in the background and somehow this was Andreana's and Kurt's song to sing, of course. I immediately recognized the song as the notes started up.

(Bold is kurt italics is Andreana underlined is both).

I walked across an empty land

I knew the pathway like the back of my hand

I felt the earth beneath my feet

Sat by the river, and it made me complete

Oh, simple thing where have you gone

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree

I felt the branches looking at me

Is this the place we used to know

Is this the place that I've been dreaming of

Oh, simple thing where have you gone

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you're gonna let me in

I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know

This could be the end of everything

So why don't we go

Talk about it somewhere only we know

Somewhere only we know

Meanwhile

Quinn POV

I stood by and watched as Rachel delicately went up the stairs, there were leading up to the stage, and as the tiara got placed on her head. That should be me standing there with her not Finn, if anyone has to stand with that glass of rotten milk it's me. That way she doesn't get any more poisoned by his 'charm' or whatever she believes he has. They went and held hands as announced to the whole school the 'semi formal prince and princess' as if we didn't know already. She then motioned them toward the stairs and down for their first dance, in the middle of the gym, where I somehow have a perfect view. I spent all night running around with Rachel whether it be to the coat room, or all around the gym just because I care about her and I wanted to get noticed by her, but I'll take what I can get. Yet, Hudson swoops in after he's been spending the whole night dancing with other girls and his football buddies. The music was cued as soon as they got to their places and of course it was "Somewhere Only We Know" That was supposed to be our song, Faberry's song. Not Finchel's. Yes, I'll admit Andreana's and Kurt's singing is beautiful And angelic but it's no Rachel. If only there were a short charming boy, with his hair gelled down like cement, then things would be perfectly in place.

And of course I thought too soon, I turned my head towards the doors to look away from rotten milk and the angel to find a boy who seems kinda short with a bow tie on and his hair gelled down like cement. His eyes looked around the room until they finally found the someone they were looking for, then a huge grin spread across his face like he just found out that he's been cast in the new Star Wars movie or something. He quickly started speed walking towards the one and only… Kurt Hummel? Black and white tuxedo hobbit walked over to fashionista and resident gay kurt Hummel? Am I dreaming? Since when does Hummel get the one he wants before me? I turned back to the dance just in time to see Rachel looking my way with a frown/pout on her face, maybe I still have a chance after all.

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AN: that's it! Sorry for the short chapter! How you enjoyed this chapter! Don't worry just because I'm done with the dance doesn't mean the story is over, we are only at the beginning!:D ;)