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Wasn't being tall supposed to help in situations like this? Why didn't it help him find his…friend any faster? Ok check for any other group members. He quickly rescanned the room for any of the girls from Williams. Wait was that? Ya there was the black girl, what was her name? It was a car, Chevy? No, Porche? No, Mercedes that was it!
He forced his way through the mass of people grinding on the dance floor, stepping on toes and being felt in places that, well public wasn't the right place for that. After breaking a sweat and getting a few bruises from all the elbows, he finally made it to where Mercedes was standing talking to a well dressed, skinny white boy. As he got closer he could here her say, "I can't even believe they call this dancing! These white boys can't do anything but shuffle side to side and the white girls look like they're giving lap dances."
Finn silently agreed with her. They sure didn't dance this way back home. It got raunchy sometimes, sure, but some of these people looked like they were full out having sex. Wait, that couple in the corner…..look away look away. Mercedes. Rachel. Right.
Once he got within 2 feet of the pair they clammed up like..well like clams. Probably not the best sign but he needed answers. He needed to find Rachel. "Um, hi, I don't know if you remember me but I'm a friend of Rachel's. Do you know what happened to her?"
The boy, who looked overheated in his skinny jeans, white vneck, vest and scarf combo, looked him over with a bored look in his eye. "Of course all the good ones are either taken or straight. Or both."
Mercedes just shook her head. "Don't mind Kurt, he's a mandiva." Finn just nodded as he got more and more impatient. "Rachel and Quinn are over there with the Gamma boys." She pointed to a corner where a makeshift bar had been set up, liquor bottles and a keg on a counter.
He quickly thanked her and began shoving his way through the mass of gyrating limbs in the direction of the bar. After a song or two he managed to get close enough to watch an older Gamma hand Rachel a cup full of some unnaturally blue something. Thankfully Rachel didn't drink it but just smiled at the guy and held it as she looked around the room. Finn tried to catch her attention. It really wasn't that hard since, well, he was the only giant standing there staring at her. She smiled at him and subtly moved her head calling him over. Who was he to deny a lady? Wait was she in trouble? Did this guy make her uncomfortable? He slid next to her, maybe just a bit too close. But ya know, better him than Gammaboy.
"Finn this is Karofsky. He plays football and likes this song." Rachel yelled into his ear as she squeezed his upper arm. Man that girl was strong! Why was she telling him about Gammaboy? He didn't like him.
"Um that's ..nice?" He stuttered as Rachel gave him an exasperated look. He still couldn't tell if she uncomfortable with Gammaboy.
"Oh of course. He got me a drink. It just reeks of …party." Rachel held the cup like it was full of acid. Probably should get that away from her. She might..freak or something.
He slowly eased the drink from her hand. "Um I think you've had enough Rach." The pinch on his arm lessened. "Um so uh great house? You're a Gamma right?"
Rachel released his arm and turned to face Karofsky, leaning into his right side. his right hand hovered above her lower back, barely touching her tshirt.
The guy stared at him, rolled his eyes, and walked away, muttering, "Whatever freshman."
Rachel turned around and beamed at him. Had he gotten it right then? She had wanted him to step in? Whew! At least he'd done something right.
"Thank you Finn! He was.." Rachel paused her eyes drifting to somewhere in the middle of his chest. "I'm glad you showed up."
Finn ran his hand through his hair. "Eh, all I did was join my friend at a party."
In the silence that followed, well as silent as it could get with the blaring music reverberating through the room loud enough to make the floor vibrate slightly. "Um, are you having fun? What happened to Quinn?"
Rachel scanned the room, taking in all the dancing couples. "This isn't normally how I'd spend my time, but I decided that it would be beneficial to my future career to be able to relate to the 'sex, drugs and alcohol' that is so prevalent in music in today's modern age."
"Uh ya, that sounds like a good plan." He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "You wannago for a walk or something? Maybe get something to eat?"
Again, she turned at smiled at him in the murky, colored light. "That sounds great, Finn. I'd like that."
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Ok everyone, I know this chapter isnt as long as the past couple previous but I thought this was a good place to end. Don't worry I'll try to make it up to you next chapter. My promise still stands though, the more reviews, the longer the chapter. Let me know what you think!
