Chapter seven


By four o'clock in the afternoon, posters of Bluebell and Quinn's face were all over the place.

Shopping malls, restaurants and casinos...

It was impossible for them to go on the streets, unless they wanted people taking pictures of them and pointing at them.

Of course Kurt wanted radome people to take pictures of him and point at him and treat him like he was famous, Rachel was used to the publicity from being on Broadway, but Quinn was very angry, and found this down right insulting and rude.

'I'm like this whore! Gosh! Can't he show some respect to woman!' Quinn was pacing back and force in their suit, rambling insults to Alejo.

'He's just trying to make all the money he was suppose to get if you stayed here.' Kurt explained.

'But that is not the fucking point. He is not respecting my personal life.'

'Your personal life equals a dime to him.' Rachel mumbled.

'I swear to god I am going to rip his fugly head off when-'

Just when Quinn was about to finish her sentence, Kurt handed over a pink buzzing phone.

Quinn starred at the caller ID and exhaled.

'WHAT!'

'It's time for your rehearsal, Dianna.'

'Rehearsal? I have done this for the past two years of my life, and you expect me to come to rehearsal?'

'Dianna, listen to me, today is your final show, why not one last final rehearsal?'

'Are you fucking bull shitting me?'

'Dianna, I hope you remember the contract we filled when you first came here...'

'Yes, Alejo, I DO. Any dancer or performer may leave at will, at will Alejo.'

'Of course Dianna, but remember that you also sighed to obeying the director at reasonable tasks.'

'Reasonable tasks, Alejo, reasonable tasks.'

'How is you coming to rehearsal not reasonable? And us spending this much time arguing, you would already be here.'

'You know what, when I am done with today, I don't have to listen to you bullshit anymore. FUCK YOU!'

Quinn slapped the phone shut and shoved it into her purse.

'Come on, we have a fucking rehearsal to get to.'

And with that, Quinn stalked out of the room.

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Loud music was beating out of the speakers, a lady dressed dark black was standing elegantly in the center of the stage.

(Try to imagine that lady from sucker punch)

'Ah Dianna, it's great that you can join us in rehearsal today.'

A buzz broke out of the young dancers, ' Dianna, the Dianna?'

Quinn smiled weakly at the lady. 'I was forced by Alejo.'

The lady gave a knowing glance.

'Well, you might as well start stretching.'

'Sure.' Quinn dropped off her duffle bag and head for the bars.

Rachel and Kurt glanced around at the dancers, and decided that this was no place for them, so they got off the stage and went to sit in the hundreds of seats bellow.

Rachel and Kurt both ordered bloody mary's. They sat there and watched Quinn rehearse and stretch.

After 20 minutes, the last of the dancers have left the stage and went backstage and put on makeup and their costumes.

At 6:00 sharp, people started filing in. By the time it was 6:30, the place was already packed, and people were still filing in.

Rachel looked around, 'Is the show starting early or something?'

'I think... that it's an extra long show.'

'She's gonna be pissed.'

'Yup.'

The lights dimmed down and a male-voice echoed through the restaurant.

'Ladies and Gentleman, Welcome to out marathon night show. Sadly, after tonight, our one and only Dianna Crystal will be leaving us.' The crowd booed, 'But tonight she will be having a marathon show. Let the show began.'

The restaurant shook by the roar of the crowd.

And with that the big red curtains glided open.

Dancers were standing around in a circular form. In the middle, stood a big crystal pole that was see through.

Stranger (By hilary duff, sry for the disney song selection, this was the only song that Quinn could shake her hips to, and be sexy at the same time) started booming out of the speakers, the center of the stage rose up, and Quinn was standing on it, she was wearing a corset top with red lace climbing up every inch of her body, when it hit the most important parts, lace combined with gold, into a red veil. A pair of velvet black high heels covered her delicate little feet. Her creamy long white legs were covered in spider web stockings, with a bit of creamy white flesh showing off at the top, connecting to the red lace on top. Her usual big fluffy blond hair was done in a tight bun today, (Imagine The black swan).

Quinn's eyes' were covered in silver glitter, when she opened her eyes, it made her eyes shine like the stars. Eye liner was lined to flicking upwards at the end. Lashes were long and glittery, dark as the middle of the night.

Quinn's hips slithered like a snake to the music, freezing at every beat and gliding on at every pause. Her slender long arms were moving in the air as they were apart of the ocean. Her lips parted as a sexy, low and seductively dangerous voice boomed out of the speakers. The crowd was mesmorized, Rachel Berry was not only impressed with Quinn's performance, she was also sexually excited by her performance as well.

"Stranger"

Nobody believes me when I tell them that you're out of your mind.
Nobody believes me when I tell them that there's so much you hide.
You treat me like a queen when we go out,
wanna show everyone what our love's about.
All wrapped up in me whenever there is a crowd,
But when no ones around;

There's no kindness in your eyes,
The way you look at me, it's just not right.
I can tell whats going on this time,
Theres a stranger in my life.
You're not the person that I once knew.
Are you scared to let them know it's you?
If they could only see you like I do,
Then they would see a stranger too..

Did I ever do anything that was this cruel to you?
Did I ever make you wonder who was standing in the room?
You made yourself look perfect in every way,
So when this goes down, I'm the one that will be blamed.
Your plan is working so you can just walk away,
Baby your secret's safe.

There's no kindness in your eyes,
The way you look at me, it's just not right.
I can tell what's going on this time,
There's a stranger in my life.
You're not the person that I once knew.
Are you scared to let them know it's you?
If they could only see you like I do,
Then they would see a stranger too..

Such a long way back, from this place that we are at.
When I think of all the time I've wasted, I could cry..

There's no kindness in your eyes,
The way you look at me, it's just not right.
I can tell what's going on this time,
There's a stranger in my life.
You're not the person that I once knew.
Are you scared to let them know it's you?
If they could only see you like I do,
Then they would see a stranger too..

There's no kindness in your eyes,
The way you look at me, it's just not right.
I can tell what's going on this time,
There's a stranger in my life.
You're not the person i once knew.
Are you scared to let them know it's you?
If they could only see you like I do,
Then they would see a stranger too..

Quinn's whole body was slithering to the music, her body was moved by her hips. Every movement was filled with power, seduction. But thank god, before the crowd could burst into a wild sex riot, Quinn's first dance was dance.

The crowd cheered and cheered, howling for more.

By the time it was midnight, the crowd was already ready to go back home and go for some crazy wild monkey sex, guys were humping chairs, even girls, rachel in particular, were blushing with excitement.

All the most sexy songs in the decade was performed. At last the curtains closed, but the crowd was still cheering for more.

Finally, Quinn stepped out of the red curtains and starred at the crowd. It was clear that she was in the middle of taking off hair and make up. Her hair was let down into loose curls that framed her face, her blood red lipstick from before was washed off, her feathery long eye lashes were took off, leaving her looking like an pure, innocent and insecure girl. Much different from the sexy seductive her. She was wearing a white silk dressing gown that hung around her curls loosely.

She looked like an angel, thought Rachel.

Quinn stepped out onto the stage barefoot and walked towards the side of the stage, where an old white piano was left a side.

'This song was written by me when I first came to Las Vegas, it's a ballet, It's for a dear friend of mine.' Quinn starred at Rachel's direction.

The crowd went silent as Quinn sat herself down, and placed her hands delicately on the white piano.

A soothing melody came from the piano, and calmed the anxious crowd down.

Notice me, take my hand
Why are we strangers when
Our love is strong
Why carry on without me

Everytime I try to fly, I fall
Without my wings, I feel so small
I guess I need you, baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you, baby

I make believe that you are here
It's the only way I see clear
What have I done
You seem to move on easy

And everytime I try to fly, I fall
Without my wings, I feel so small
I guess I need you, baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you, baby

I may have made it rain
Please forgive me
My weakness caused you pain
And this song's my sorry

At night I pray
That soon your face will fade away

And everytime I try to fly, I fall
Without my wings, I feel so small
I guess I need you, baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you, baby

When Quinn was done with the song, a shimmering tear was gliding down Quinn's face, the crowd woke up from the fairy tale and begin to clap. Slowly everybody stood up and kept on clapping. Quinn stood up at the center of the stage and bowed at the crowd, than disappeared behind the red curtains.


A/N: Sorry guys for the long wait, :) the last song was everytime by britney spears, i found this song perfect for the picture that was in my head. The story will start speeding up after this, HELLO NEW YORK!
Anyways, i hope u liked it, reviews make me write faster! :)