Hello fabulous readers! I know that the author's note came up yesterday and that I said it would be a week before I uploaded. You all don't mind me uploading a whole week earlier than i said, right? The reason being that I realized my chapter that would be 16 pages ish wouldn't be able to be uploaded. So I took matters into my own hands and decided to upload what I had written which was 6 1/2 pages. Then Doc Manager wouldn't let me do the whole thing so I'll upload the next part that I wrote which is Sam and Quinn (you'll understand after you read) as another chapter right after I do this. About the quotes game, if you didn't please go back and read my author's note. I said I would give the prize to who had the highest score, well, GenByTheSunrise94 and Gleeky-Gleek, you tied at two right each. What that means,I don't know yet. Also I still need suggestions for Artie and Chang-Chang drama. I'll let you go to the story this time (I proofreaded!)
Oh and this is the disclaimer for chapters 2 (i forgot in my rush to upload) and this one which is actually chapter 3: I own Glee as much as I own Mark Salling. I other words: I wish!
Enjoy!
Chapter 3
"We need to get you situated into rooms," Jeb announced. "Pick someone from your club you'd like to room with. They must be of the opposite gender." He was completely oblivious to the tension radiating between New Directions and the Sound of Manchester's new coach.
"Jesse?" a stunned Rachel finally squeaked.
'Rachel," Jesse said taking a step towards them. His eyes were visibly raking over Rachel's tiny body in that revealing outfit. Finn felt like he was going to kill Kurt. First Jesse, then Damion, then Kurt. Jesse tried to extend his arm to Rachel to either shake hands or offer an awkward half-hug. Neither of which are a good way to great the girl that you used and let your friends egg. Not to mention the girl that forgave you, got back together with you and then kissed her ex in front of you and a packed auditorium. Before Jesse could get any closer, Finn stepped in front of Rachel, his back to the curly-haired man.
"Be my roommate?" he asked Rachel, smiling and raising his eyebrows.
Rachel pulled herself from her shock-induced trance, looked up at Finn and smiled. "Of course." He grabbed her hand and pulled her out the room, to the foyer where they gathered their bags and then up the steps.
In the kitchen, everyone stared at the doorway the two had passed through. The tension in the room did not leave with them. Mr. Shuester decided to take control of the situation. He turned to the kids and clapped his hands. "Okay guys, pick your roommate and go get your luggage."
Kurt and Mercedes immediately linked hands as did Sam and Quinn, and Tina and Mike. Puck winked at Lauren as she moved closer to him. Santana and Brittany looked at each other sadly knowing that it had to be one boy, one girl. Artie looked between his choice of Brittany or Santana and moved closer to the nicer and easier to deal with blonde. Santana, unfazed by being alone, just stood there. She was happy to get a single room because that meant Brittany and her would have much needed privacy.
On the other side of the room, The Sound of Manchester was breaking into pairs as well. Damion reached out to Angela, only to be stopped by Kimberly taking a firm hold on his arm. Angela simply rolled his eyes and pulled Sasha, who beamed in return, from Luke's side. Luke made his way to Jen who sat, looking arornd slightly awkwardly. Kyle stuck his hand out to Alex with a wolfish grin. She simply scoffed and moved to stand with Carson. Kyle stepped off to the side alone, not letting his rejection show.
"Okay", Jeb started, "one New Directions pair and one SoM pair per room. Santana and Kyle can stay in the two-person room at the end of the upstairs hall. See you all tomorrow." Jeb turned and walked away, once again not giving anyone a chance to speak.
Kyle flashed Santana a slimy grin, raking his eyes over her body. "Shall we?" he asked, sticking his hand out like a gentleman-something he certainly is not.
Santana glared at him, grabbed Brittany's hand and pulled her out the door to the foyer. The rest of the Glee clubs followed suit, collecting their bags and trudging upstakrs.
Meanwhile, Finn managed to get Rachel's obscenely large amount of lluggage and his own up the stairs and into the upstairs hallway.
"Which room should we take?" Rachel asked but Finn didn't even hear her. He was too wrapped up in his own silent panic attack. Jesse? How can Jesse, of all people, be here!, he thought, of all the glee clubs in America it would be his that we have to do the show with. Finn was certain that fate was working against him and Rachel being together but he just kept remembering what the t-shirt she made for him last week said. Finchel 4ever. Ugh, and then Damion! This really is Jesse all over again! The captain of the rival glee club, all over my Rachel!
Rachel was very aware that Finn wasn't paying any attention to her. She could barely focus herself. Seeing Jesse, after everything that had happened, had completely thrown her. Part of the point of coming to LA was to get rid of all the baggage of what had happened in Lima. Now, it seemed that one of her largest causes of distress had followed her. Okay, she told herself, I can't let Finn see me get upset. He'll think it's something that it isn't. She plastered a smile on her face, stood on her toes and tugged on Finn's sleeve, fully aware that she looked like a 5 year old. Finn looked down at her and put a smile on his own face. No matter what was going on, seeing her smile always had that affect on him.
"We should find a room, "she said again.
He looked at all the doors decorated with some sort of pattern until he found the perfect one, "That one, "he said pointing, Rachel followed his finger and her face lit up with a legitimate smile. Finn had chosen the door with the huge gold stars.
"It's perfect," she breathed before grabbing her boyfriend and leading him to the door, leaving their bags at the top of the stairs. They stepped inside the large room and took everything in. Four beds sat equal distances apart along the metallic gold back wall. Above each bed, hung a dry erase board and picture holder, both blank and ready to hold memories. One large side table was placed in the middle of two beds with two lamps and a small box for personal belongings. The other three walls, all painted neutral cream contained posters of other award winning glee clubs. A huge bay window with a window seat took up half of one wall along with floor to ceiling windows. Four doors, presumably closets, took up the opposite wall. A huge black crystal chandelier hung from the neutral colored ceiling, matching the plush black rugs dotting the hardwood floors.
"I'm not a huge fan of all the black, but this room is amazing!" Rachel exclaimed, running around and examining everything carefully. Finn couldn't agree more. Not only was the room perfect, this entire experience was. Jesse and Damion aside, he was in beautiful LA, in this beautiful house with all of his amazing friends and even more beautiful and amazing girlfriend. Now if only I could get rid of those two, he thought before catching Rachel by the waist, pulling her down to the nearest bed with him and kissing her.
Kurt and Mercedes
"I can't believe this place!" Kurt exclaimed excitedly, "Remind me to video all of this and send it to Blaine!" Mercedes nodded faintly, too occupied with checking out the stairs and upstairs hall for herself. She was looking at the array of patterned doors and not where she was walking, so she didn't notice the huge roadblock in her way until she was tumbling down and Kurt had to catch her arm. She looked down and saw the suitcases that had caused her almost fall. The pink suitcases.
"Rachel, "she signed. The two had gotten to be great friends and Mercedes couldn't find it in her heart to be mad at the small brown haired girl.
"And Finn," Kurt said pointing at the dark gray duffel bag and rolling luggage.
Mercedes looked at the doors again and spotted a door covered in gold stars and knew that they were in that one. "We could take it to them, "she suggested, Just then a loud giggle erupted from the room.
"Trust me," Kurt said, "we don't want to know what they're doing in there."
He pulled Mercedes into the room he had already decided would be theirs, the one with the glitter purple door, Perfect for the two fashionista divas.
They had only had time to claim the two beds closer to the right wall and hang up a few of their garment bags when they heard noise outside the door.
"I can't believe you're making me sleep in a glitter room," a grumpy male voice said.
"What's wrong with glitter?' replied a high-pitched female voice. "My God, what's the use in having a gay friend if he's like you!" At the word gay Kurt felt his eyes perk up and shared a glance with Mercedes. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by the door slamming open. A small, cutely dressed redhead that Damion had introduced as Jen, walked in with a Louis Vuitton carry-on bag in her hand.
"Oh, hi! I didn't realize someone was in here," she said sweetly. "Do you mind if we share the room with you. Mercedes and Kurt, right?" The pair nodded, smiling happily. She was sweet with an attitude, could dress and knew the importance of Louis luggage. They were sure they were going to like her. Jen continued, "Cool! I'm Jen, short for Jennifer but don't call me that. This is-" She turned to gesture to her companion but upon seeing no one stopped talking. "Luke! Get in here!" she called out the open door. A boy appeared struggling with his and Jen's luggage. Kurt and Mercedes immediately recognized him as the Asian boy with looks to rival Mike's. Kurt could hardly believe that he was gay. Sure Blaine didn't seem like the stereotypical gay and Kurofsky certainly didn't but Kurt at least usually got a sense. Luke seemed straighter than an arrow.
"This is Luke," Jen introduced, "although I'm sure you guys already figured that out."
Kurt and Merceds nodded again, smiling their greeting to Luke. Jen claimed the bed next to Mercedes' as Luke put his stuff by the far wall. Jen , Mercedes, and Kurt stocked the closet's with their excessive amounts of clothes and talked like they had always been best friends. Luke pulled a bit of stuff out and lay down on his bed, listening to his headphones, barely saying a word the entire time.
Puck and Lauren
Lauren was excited to see the rooms but Puck was thinking of something else. Sure, the house was great but he was looking forward to what happened on reality shows after everyone moved in. The "get to know each other" session in the hot tub. Puck vowed to make sure that it would take place in the hot tub he had seen through the kitchen window. His goal? To see that punk chick, Angela in a bikini. He wanted to get to know her too, mostly so he could figure out a way to get her to go out with him. She didn't seem like the easy type to get and for once Puck was inexperienced. He had done almost every type of cheerleader, female jock, art chick and even a show choir freak turned hot Jewish American princess. However, Puck could honestly say that Lima, Ohio didn't offer any legitimately tough chicks like he saw Angela as being. And he wanted her for it.
"That one" Lauren said suddenly pulling him from his thoughts. He followed her pointing finger to a door. The door was covered in steel with large bolts binding the sheets together. It was perfect.
"Nice," Puck approved with a cool nod. He grabbed his luggage and Lauren grabbed hers. The rest of the boys had had to try to make it up the stairs with their suitcases and the girls' dozens of bags but Puck had been lucky because Lauren had insisted on carrying her own.
They entered the room and both faces erupted in huge smiles, The room was perfect. Leather furniture, black brick wall, electrical guitars used as art on the wall. It was the kind of room Puck had always dreamed of having when he made it big. Lauren claimed the bed against the far right wall and Puck took the one next to her. Neither of them bothered to start unpacking so they engaged in…other activities until the door opened. Puck and Lauren snapped apart and looked up to see the cute and somewhat mousy-looking boy from Sound of Manchester. Sean? Or Sage?
"Hi," the boy greeted in a surprisingly deep voice. "I'm Sasha. Mind if we share the room with you?" That's right Sasha! He had been standing with the Asian Mike look-alike. Wait, hadn't he become roommate with-
"Move, damn it! It's not like they can say we can't and I would kick their asses if they tried anyway." A strong female voice came from behind Sasha. The boy was pushed out of the way to reveal the dark hair, bright eyes, black clothes and bad attitude that is Angela Smith. Oh, yeah, I definitely want her, Puck thought.
"I like her," Lauren said to him, obviously sharing his feelings. Well, some of his feelings. Lauren was completely straight.
Angela overheard Lauren's whisper and turned to the two seated on the bed with narrowed eyes. "Yeah, not mutual," she said coldly.
Lauren started getting up to tell Angela off but Puck stopped her. She turned around and glared at him before exiting the room with a huff. Great, she thought, I have to room with a complete bitch and Puck won't let me beat the shit out of her. Probably just wants to get in her pants.
Angela looked coolly at the door Lauren had just passed through and turned her back to Puck, unzipping one of her bags. Sasha left to collect the rest of their luggage, Puck took the opportunity to make his move on Angela.
"Since we're all alone, how about we head out? Explore the city and I'll buy you dinner," he proposed, sliding up to her side with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. Angela's head snapped up. The dark haired girl looked Puck up and down and opened her mouth to say something. 'I-"
A loud clang interrupted her. A red-faced Sasha stood by the door were he had just dropped a large stud-covered black trunk. "You can't do that!" he sputtered. "I'm Angela's boyfriend." Angela scoffed and turned back to Puck.
"How about you grab a jacket and we'll head out?" Puck asked, immediately assuming that Angela's response was going to be yes.
The girl rolled her eyes, "No way in hell would I go anywhere with you. You can't even afford a decent haircut, how are you going to buy me dinner? What'd you do, shave your head with a fruit peeler? My God, you are so fake."
Puck stood stunned for a moment.
"Could you not ask out my girlfriend right in front of me?" Sasha interjected incredulously.
Angela swung around to him, fire in her beautiful green eyes. "I am not your girlfriend. I don't care what we've been doing this year. You are not, and never will be my boyfriend," she hissed.
Sasha struggled to find words as his face turned even redder than Puck though possible. Puck walked towards the door, stopping to pat Sasha on the shoulder. "You're lucky then," he said to the other boy.
As he left the room, he heard Angela call out after him, "Says the boy that just asked me out!"
Puck turned back to the angry girl and the blushing boy. "Oh, you though I asked you out?" he said with fake innocence. "I just thought that since none of us knew this city we should go and explore. I know how to deal with a bad-attitude so I figured save someone else the hell." He shrugged and walked out of the room without giving Angela a chance to reply.
Okay now hurry to the next chapter to see Sam and Quinn moving in. I'll having more with the rest of them moving in and, if there's space, the first major arguement! Review with suggestions for plot, characters or writing and don't hesitate to PM me, I promise I'll reply! Until next time!