A/N: I love all of you guys that review have I mentioned that before. Well I love and appreciate you all. I hope you're enjoying this story so far. I am putting everything I can into it. It is actually one of my writing pieces that I am proud of.
jupiter01: I'll take into consideration your comments. And I'll start with this chapter. Though I am planing a heart to heart convo or just free thoughts in the girls had that reflect on tier day. Other than that glad you are enjoying it. Hope I can keep you satisfied.
So here's chapter 7. This is Rachel's POV. With general POV also, but I'll tell you when it switches. So as not to stall much longer here you go…
I'm at my locker getting everything I need for work tonight. I have to walk tonight, Quinn had other commitments. I really hate how my relationship with Quinn works. Don't get me wrong I love her to death. She's the best thing that ever happened to me. She is amazing and I wouldn't trade anything for her. I would gladly give up my Broadway dreams for her, she makes me so happy. I just hate that we can't even pretend to be friends in school. Well thanks to glee we can hang out and pretend that we're forming a friendship. I sigh and am startled out my thoughts by someone putting their hand on my shoulder.
"Hey did I do something wrong?" Finn asks me.
"Finn you scared me. And what do you mean?"
"Well we haven't hung out in a while. Plus you canceled our date again. So did I do something wrong?"
"No Finn. I'm sorry I gave you that idea," I say even though I really wish you would actually break up with me so I wouldn't have to be your girlfriend was dieing to spill out of my mouth. "It's just I been busy. Hanging out with Quinn, San, and Brit can keep a girl busy."
"I've realized. You've been hanging out with Quinn, Santana, and Brittany a lot."
"I know, they're my friends."
"Are you sure? They could be using you. Brittany probably not, but Quinn and Santana are probably playing with you and are going to flip on you. Look they even got you to dress like them when they're not wearing their cheerio uniforms." I find myself getting angry at what he is saying. No one and I mean no one insults my girlfriend and friends.
"Don't talk about them like that. I chose to dress like this. So don't blame them for my change of wardrobe. What do you have against Quinn? You were completely in love with her last year and now it's like she's the black plague."
"Well sorry, Rachel. I was just looking out for you. So don't come crying to me if Santana and Quinn are pulling a joke on you!" Finn shouts. I don't exactly know what to respond. I mean I could see how it would seem like he has a reason. And sometimes I can't help, but feel like this is a fantasy. So I have two choices I can fight him about this or I can be the bigger person and ask for forgiveness.
"No, I'm sorry I have been ignoring you. And don't worry I have a good feeling about my new friendships with the girls. Now was there something else you wanted?" I guess the bigger person won.
"Yeah I was wondering if you want to go out Friday?"
"Oh…I'm sorry Finn, but-"
"You got plans," Finn says cutting me off. "Where are you going with the cheerios now?" He spits out harshly.
"We're going out to a club. B, S, Q, Kurt, Blaine, Sam, Mercedes and I are going." I say back.
"A club, a club Rachel!"
"Yes a club."
"You do realize there will be alcohol and that Santana will make you drink."
"I think I would expect that."
"I don't want you to go."
"And why not?"
"Because I just don't."
"Since when do you decide what happens in my life? Anyway to appease you how about you join us Friday?" Fuck ran through my head over and over.Quinn is going to have a fit and then she is going to kill me. Speaking of I'm also going to kill her for ditching me in the rain the other day. Shit Finn's talking. Now what the hell is he saying or asking. I don't know pay attention moron. I am not a moron. Whatever he's still talking. Fine.
"...So should I pick you up?" I catch the last of the hi statement.
"No its fine, I'll meet you there though. I'll text you the address though."
"Ok fine. Now do you need a ride?" he asks. I was about to say no, but then I remembered neither San nor Brit are here and Quinn has a previous commitment. So I nod my head and Finn takes my hand. We drive silently to my house and he kisses me before letting me go for the night.
Yep Quinn is definitely going to kill me now. Specifically when she finds out he kissed you and gave you a ride. Shut up brain. You do realize you're telling yourself to shut up. Stop being a smart ass. I am not. Yes you are.
"Ugh…It is going to be a long night." I mumble to myself.
General POV
Friday Outside the Club 10PM
Friday came quicker than expected. The girls all went to home to get dressed before being picked up by Santana. They were to drive to the club and then all head towards the Pierce residence for the night. Santana would be driving the four girls while Kurt would be driving Blaine, Mercedes, Sam and Finn. Which by the way when Quinn found out he was coming wasn't really happy with the small brunette. Quinn had been pissed since Wednesday when Rachel told her about the ride home with Finn and the good night kiss. She hated that she couldn't be the one the diva kissed and instead had to be the idiot jock. Not talking to Rachel was hard, but the blonde didn't know any other way to make her point clear.
Santana, Brittany, Quinn and Rachel pulled up to the club. The night was nice it wasn't cold, but it wasn't hot. The club didn't have a huge line not that it would matter San had connections so she pulled a few strings. The four girls got out of Santana's precious mustang and started heading towards the door where they would meet up with the rest of the gang. The girls were all dressed comfortable, yet hot. Santana was in black skinny jeans, black pumps, a red crop top, and a red bandana. Brittany was in a tight baby blue tank top, white skinnies and baby blue converse along with a white hat. Quinn was in a tight red dress with a gold belt and gold sandals. Rachel was wearing a green deep v-neck, gray skin tight skirt and grey boots. San and Brit linked their pinkies and headed for a small corner to have a small 'talk'. While Quinn started walking towards the entrance completely ignoring her girlfriend. Rachel tired of having to stand her jealous girlfriend reached out and grabbed the blonde's wrist.
"Quinn, Quinn, QUINN! Please look at me. I'm sorry I invited him, but I had no other choice. He was getting suspicious so I had to bring him along. Forgive me please I can't have you not talking to me." Rachel pleads the blonde who hadn't turned around. Quinn turns around angry at the brunette and glaring at the smaller woman. The hazel-eyed cheerio's gaze softens as she stare into the diva's pleading ones.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry for overreacting. It's just hard to see you date him. I hate that he gets to kiss, hold, and hug you. I hate that, that can't be me. Most of all I hate that I'm to chicken to admit that I like you in public. I hate that I am the reason we still are in the closet. I hate that we can't tell your fathers we're together for fear of them hating me. I mean I would totally understand if they would. I am disgusted with myself because what I used to do. And I hate myself because it still happens and there is nothing ii can do help you." Quinn says, her voice faltering at the end. Rachel eyes turn concerned when she hears Quinn start to sniffle. Slowly and surely Rachel hold Quinn's chin and tilts it up, until their eyes meet.
"Hey, look at me baby. Look at me please Quinn. I love you. Move on, I forgave you for whatever you did in the past. I know you want to be my princess in shining armor, but what I need right now is for you to be strong. So you can graduate and become a famous photographer. I can see the pain it causes you when others harass me, but Quinn I need you to put up a front and pretend like you don't care. I know it might be hard, but it's worth it in the end. Now tonight is about forgetting a little bit of high school drama. So let's go get B and S and have fun tonight ok."
"Yeah ok, I love you Rachel." Quinn says whiping her tears.
"I love you too, baby." Rachel mentions pulling the blonde into a hug. They share a brief kiss before making their way to the door with Santana and Brittany.
Friday The Club 11:37PM
The gang was on their third round of drinks thanks to Santana. They were all sitting at a big table. Blaine and Kurt were currently making out. Santana and Brittany where laughing at something Sam and Mercedes were saying. Quinn and Rachel were having eye sex. Finn had his hand lazily on his girlfriends shoulder half paying attention to Sam and Mercedes. The club was filled with people. Most who were out on the dance floor. The music kept thumping in the background. And suddenly the song On the Floor came on. San and Quinn immediately grabbed their respecting girlfriends hand and pulled them up to dance. Fin gave no retort to busy watching other girls dance.
[Pitbull]
J-LO!
[Jennifer Lopez]
It's a new generation
of party people
[Pitbull]
Get on the floor (dale)
Get on the floor (dale)
RedOne
[Jennifer Lopez]
Let me introduce you to my party people
In the club... huh!
Rachel and Brittany were in the middle of the dance floor now. Quinn and Santana with their girls out of view from the glee clubs view. Santana pulled Brittany close. Making sure her brown eyes locked with clear baby blue ones. Quinn decided to be behind her girl and dance with her very close. All four young women enjoying the contact immensely.
[Pitbull]
I'm loose(loose)
And everybody knows I get off the train
Baby it's the truth
I'm like Inception
I play with your brain
So don't sleep or snooze
I don't play no games so don't-don't-don't get it confused no
Cause you will lose yeahNow pu-pu-pu-pu-pump it up
And back it up like a Tonka truck
Dale!
[Jennifer Lopez]
If you go hard you gotta get on the floor
If you're a party freak then step on the floor
If your an animal then tear up the floor
Break a sweat on the floor
Yeah we work on the floor
Don't stop keep it moving
Put your drinks up
Pick your body up and drop it on the floor
Let the rhythm change your world on the floor
You know we're running shit tonight on the floor
Brazil, Morocco,
London to Ibiza,
Straight to LA, New York,
Vegas to Africa
Santana and Brittany were getting more heated in their dance. San was now grinding against Brit. The blonde cheerio was in the back and brunette one was in front. The couple looked really hot. Some guys had stopped dancing with their girls to mesmerized by the seen in front of them. The only thing missing between S and B was kissing. The two cheerios grew closer with no space in between them. They pulled each other as close as possible. They were having a blast and soon a thin sheet of sweat covered them as they the room temperature grew.
[Chorus]
Dance the night away
Live your life and stay young on the floor
Dance the night away
Grab somebody, drink a little more
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
[Verse 2]
I know you got it
Clap your hands on the floor
And keep on rockin'
Rock it up on the floor
If you're a criminal, kill it on the floor
Steal it quick on the floor, on the floor
Don't stop keep it moving
Put your drinks up
Its getting ill
It's getting sick on the floor
We never quit, we never rest on the floor
If I ain't rolling, probably die on the floor
Brazil, Morocco,
London to Ibiza,
Straight to LA, New York,
Vegas to Africa
Quinn had her arms draped on Rachel waist. Rachel's ass was grinding against Quinn's center making the blonde moan. Q knowing how loud her moans would get quickly lowered her head into the Rach's neck. The diva moved her neck back allowing more access to the head cheerio. Quinn not missing her chance started trailing kisses on the Rachel's neck. The brown-eyed brunette kept dancing in her blonde hazel-eyed girlfriend center turning them on even more. The short clothes both girls had on were becoming much more as the urge to not fuck each other disintegrated. They kept moving to the beat the music becoming faster never faltering in contact. Loving how physical they could get in public the girls took it a step farther. Rachel now faced Quinn as they continued the dance.
[Chorus]
Dance the night away,
Live your life and stay young on the floor
Dance the night way,
Grab somebody drink a little more
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
[Pibull]
That badonka donk is like a trunk full of bass on an old school Chevy
Seven tray donkey donk
All I need is some vodka and some chunka coke
And watch her, she gon' get donkey konged
Baby if you're ready for things to get heavy
I get on the floor and act a fool if you let me
Dale
Don't believe me just bet me
My name ain't Keath but I see why you Sweat me
L.A. Miami New York
Say no more get on the floor
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor[Chorus]
Dance the night away,
Live your life and stay young on the floor
Dance the night way,
Grab somebody drink a little more
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
[Pibull]
That badonka donk is like a trunk full of bass on an old school Chevy
Seven tray donkey donk
All I need is some vodka and some chunka coke
And watch her, she gon' get donkey konged
Baby if you're ready for things to get heavy
I get on the floor and act a fool if you let me
Dale
Don't believe me just bet me
My name ain't Keath but I see why you Sweat me
L.A. Miami New York
Say no more get on the floor
The girls were covered in sweat as the song came to an end. Rachel and Quinn were panting; the two girls were flushed together between more bodies of sweat. Santana and Brittany in a similar position while resisting the urge to jump each other. Slowly, but surely San grabbed Brits hadn and made her way surely to the center of the floor. Right in the middle of the floor was Rach and Q, both with their eyes two shades darker. Afraid that their secret may be revealed, S quickly ushered the girls back to their table.
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
The girls ended their dance session. All soaked in sweat and filled with arousal. Santana knowing her friends were about to reveal their relationship right there and now led them to a back to the table. Rachel and Quinn seemed to be in a daze after their little dance jam. Both girls now completely in desire for the other sat down back at their table and downed the shots Santana had ordered.
Friday The Club/ Pierce Resisdence 1:17 AM.
The gang decided to call it a night around 1. Santana and Kurt being the designated drivers who had drinks, but not enough to drive drunk piled their people and headed off to the Pierce household. Quinn and Rachel started making out as soon as they were in the Latina's car. Brit getting aroused started to play with Santana who felt her self-control start to slip. Luckily for the Hispanic brunette they got to the blonde dancer's house quickly. Pulling Rachel and Quinn apart from there make out session turned out to be one of the hardest tasks on earth to do. Brit giggled at how her girlfriend tried tearing apart the head cheerio and diva. After five minutes of no success Brittany gave in and help pull Rachel and Quinn apart. The four girls made their way into the Pierce residence. Ten minutes later the rest of the gang who went came in. They were all going to stay in the basement. They laid out their sleeping bags and formed a circle. From left to right was, Sam, Mercedes, Brittany, Santana, Quinn, Rachel, Finn, Blaine, and Kurt. The gang decided to not play a game tonight and just call it a night. The lights were turned out and everyone headed to their designated sleeping area. Sam and Mercedes fell asleep holding hands, Kurt and Blaine cuddling, San and Brit were spooning, Finn tried to hold Rachel close only to have her slip away and slip into Quinn's arms who sighed in contentment. And that's how most of the glee club passed their Friday evening.
A/N: What do you think? I thought it was a pretty good chapter. The dancing part was hard to figure out, but I had a really fun time writing it. So I'm going to go with a minimum of 6 reviews for an update. Can't wait to read what you got to say. |:D|
