Okay, it took me practically FOREVER to come up with this chapter…enjoy!

Rachel and Will came to school the next day and saw the whole school buzzing with excitement. She saw Puck leaning against his locker with his arms crossed, obviously uninterested.

"Noah, what's going on?" she asked Puck.

Puck shrugged. "Nothing much, just Mark Emmerson handing out invites to his annual huge party he has every year."

"You don't seem very interested."

Puck scratched Will behind his ears. "Come on Rachel, I'm the baddest guy in the whole school…you think I have to bow down to the lunk-head who thinks he's the most popular jock in the whole school? I could do so much better!"

Suddenly, Mark weaved his way through the crowd of people to them.

"Sup, Puckerman?" He asked.

"Buzz off, Emmerson." Puck said.

"Whoa, chill man, what are you gonna do, throw me in the dumpster singing a song? You pretty much lost your tough guy status since you joined that stupid Glee Club."

"Shut up, Emmerson or I'll knock your teeth out!" Puck snapped.

"And Glee Club is NOT stupid, you Neanderthal!" Rachel screamed.

Mark took a look at her and smiled. "Hey there, pretty mama, don't get your panties up in twists. What's your name, sweetie?"

"None of your business, Emmerson…why don't you go wash your thong?" Puck said as he tried to drag Rachel away but she shook him off.

"Rachel Berry, LEADER and star singer of the Glee Club, thank you very much." She snapped.

Mark's eyes widened. "Whoa…no one told me there was a cutie in the Glee Club!"

She crossed her arms. "Quinn Fabray and Finn Hudson are in it too…the most popular jock and cheerleader in the school. I don't see you giving them problems."

Mark looked confused. "What has this school come to? Well anyways, I still have one invite left to my super cool spring bash this weekend! You interested?"

She flipped her hair. "It's not good for my diva image and I don't like crowded places."

Mark laughed and put his arm around her. "Don't worry, babe, if it gets too crowded, I'll have a special room reserved for you." He winked and walked off.

Puck stared after him. "Are you going?"

She shrugged. "I don't know, what's the harm in that? Maybe it'll be fun."

Puck stared at her. "Knowing you, his party is the opposite of your definition of fun. Trust me; they don't do Broadway Charades or karaoke."

"Well I'll go…I need something to get me out of the house! But I need you to come with me."

"Are you crazy? I'm not going and I think it's a bad idea for you to go too. Do you even know how many girls he's slept with? Not as many as I have, but still, he's a player and I don't want you getting hurt."

She put her hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. And you can protect me in case he tries anything."

He sighed defeated. "Fine, I'll go. But only for you."

She smiled. "Cool, pick me up around eight Friday night?"

He sighed and walked away.

Friday Night

Rachel sat at her vanity putting on her make-up. She decided not to go too heavy, just light enough to bring out her features. When she was done, she walked over to her full sized mirror to see the finishing touches. She was wearing a white sundress with red polka-dots and matching red high heels.

Will sat on the bed admiring her wardrobe choices but he was worried about her. He knew that Puck was a tough person who could protect her, but he desperately wished she wouldn't go in the first place.

She seemed to know what he was thinking so she turned to him and smiled. "It's okay, Will. Everything will be fine, and I have Puck with me. Speaking of Puck, where is he?"

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door and Puck poked his head in. She smiled and twirled around in her dress. "How do I look?"

Puck came in and looked pained. "You do know it's a teen party, not a tea party, right?"

She frowned. "Is something wrong with my outfit? I wanted to wear something that expressed me."

Puck nodded. "I understand, but the…current Rachel Berry is a bit too…plain to bring to your first teen party. They don't wanna see Rachel I-wanna-be-a-star Berry; they want to see Rachel I-wanna-be-bad Berry."

Rachel crossed her arms. "I don't think I have anything that says that."

"Oh, come on, every chick has that kind out outfit in their closet. I'm sure we'll be able to put something together."

They both went into her closet and within a few minutes, she was dressed in black jeans, a hot pink silk tank top and a black jean jacket with black flats.

He inspected her and nodded. "Isn't too hardcore, but it gives you attitude."

She hugged him. "Thank you, Noah. Before we go to the party, can we stop by Mercedes house? I asked her to watch Will for me tonight."

They drove to Mercedes and dropped him off and then headed to the party. She gasped when she saw his house…it was HUGE!

"That's what happens when Mommy and Daddy got dough." Puck said, pulling into the driveway.

They got to the front door, but just as she was about to push it open, he stopped her.

"What you're about to face is another world. Welcome to my world."

She smiled. "Noah, I'll be okay."

She pushed the door open…and was horrified. The whole house was trashed, couples everywhere were going way beyond PG-13, people were smoking, alcohol of every type was seen everywhere…people in the kitchen were even doing shots from the keg. The whole sight made Rachel sick but she didn't want to be seen as a wimp so she sucked it up. Puck could see how uncomfortable she was getting.

"Are you okay? Do you want to go home now?"

She shook her head and swallowed. "No, I'm fine…but this is a bit too much. Let's just find Mark, say a quick hello and good-bye and leave."

Puck shrugged. "Fine, but let me use the bathroom first. Stay RIGHT HERE, I'll be right back." He disappeared into the hall. Rachel felt REALLY out of place and uncomfortable so she turned her back to everything and stared at the door, trying to forget everything she just saw and drown out the blaring music that was making her ears hurt. She suddenly felt a tap on her shoulder and thought it was Puck, so she turned around relieved but found…Mark.

"Hey, baby, glad you could come!"

"Mark," she screamed over the music. "I never should have come. I'm just going to give you a quick hello and good-bye and when Noah comes back, we're leaving!"

Mark looked confused. "But you just got here! We're just about to get this party started!"

Rachel covered her ears. "Mark, I think this party is insane! I can't hear anything, it's too loud!"

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "It's too loud? Why didn't you just say so? Come on with me, I'll take you to a room where you can stay in until the sound dies down a bit."

He started walking her toward the hallway. She tried to break away but he held her in a tight grip.

"Thank you, but really I shouldn't. Noah will wonder where I am."

"What Puckerman doesn't know won't hurt him, will it?" Mark asked leading her into a bedroom in the far back of the house away from the party. She took a look around and looked pained.

"Welcome to Case De Mark. Make yourself at home, baby!"

His room was decorated for all kinds of sports…basketball, football, baseball, you name it. It definitely wasn't her type.

"Want a sip of my drink?" he asked, holding a cup out to her.

She shook her head. "No thank you, I'm not too big on sharing drinks."

He laughed and put the drink in her hand. "Chill, babe, it's just lemonade. I'm not going to poison you or anything!"

She decided to take a sip. The drink tasted more bitter than sweet like regular lemonade but it was okay. After a few more sips, she began to feel sleepy.

"I'm really tired." She said, not noticing that her speech was slurred.

He lay her down on the bed and she fell into a deep sleep. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.

"Rachel?"

She opened her eyes, but the place she was in was so bright and everything was so blurry so she took a minute to let her eyes focus. When she could finally see, she saw Will kneeling next to her.

"Will, I'm so happy to see you!"

Will frowned. "How could you have been so naive?"

"What are you talking about?"

He sighed. "Do you remember anything?"

"The last thing I remember was falling asleep on Mark's bed."

"And did you know what you were drinking?"

"Lemonade…he said it was just lemonade."

He crossed his arms. "And did the lemonade taste a bit…different from regular lemonade?"

She shook her head. "Well, it was a bit bitter."

He took her hand. "Rachel, the lemonade was drugged. Mark got you drunk intentionally. He's going to rape you!"

She shot up in surprise. "Will, that's crazy! Why would you assume that?"

"Trust me, sweetheart, it happens to tons of girls. You have to be careful; he could do it any minute!"

She glared at him. "And why didn't you warn me before I drank the lemonade?"

He looked at her sadly. "I didn't know he was intending to do that to you. You must be-"Suddenly he looked up and then back at her. "Stick your foot out."

She looked confused. "Stick my foot out? Why?"

"Stick your foot out…hard, like you're kicking something." Then he started to disappear.

She was very confused but did it anyway. She stuck her foot out and felt it come in contact with something. She was snapped back to reality by the sound of Mark's screaming. She opened her eyes and saw Mark double up on the floor moaning. She also saw that while she was unconscious, he was able to take her pants off, and judging by the way her jacket was tossed on the floor and her shirt was bunched up exposing her stomach. He was in the process of taking off her shirt until she kicked him. Her eyes swelled up in tears.

"You bitch!" he screamed getting up from the floor. (Now I frown upon bad words and am not really fond of using them in my stories, but I need something to keep the heat on!)

He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her onto the floor. She winced in pain.

"You're gonna pay for that!" he said advancing toward her. She had to think of something fast! When he got near enough, she stuck her foot out again, even harder and he felt back onto the bed screaming even louder than before.

RUN! Her mind screamed and as fast as she could, she grabbed her pants and jacket off the floor and bolted out the door. She was relieved to find Puck waiting at the door looking very worried.

"Didn't I tell you to wait here?" he practically screamed over the music. He took one look at her and his expression softened. "What happened?"

He looked at her all over and saw that her hair was a mess and that she wasn't wearing her pants. Suddenly, it clicked. "Wait…did he…oh my God, I'm going to MURDER HIM!"

She shook her head.

"Wait…so he…didn't?"

She nodded and bust out into sobs. He understood and pulled her into a hug.

"Let's get out of here."

When they got back to his car, he took a blanket out of the trunk and wrapped it around her so she wouldn't be uncomfortable. The ride home was silent except for the sounds of Rachel sobbing.

They picked up Will from Mercedes house. She was a bit confused when she saw Rachel but he told her that he'd explain later. He drove her home while she held Will tightly.

Will, however, sat in her lap helpless and angry. Gabby warned him earlier what was going to happen to her and he was mad that he couldn't stop it. He was also relieved that she wasn't raped, because while she was unconscious, Gabby let him enter her mind to warn her. All he could do now was just to be there for her.

When they got to the house, instead of getting out, they just sat there in silence. Finally, Puck spoke up.

"Rachel, I know this is probably the last thing you'd want to do, but tell me what happened."

After a few seconds, she looked up at him.

"It was while I was waiting at the door and you were in the bathroom. He came up to me and I tried to give him a quick hello and good-bye and complained that the party was too loud and he led me into his room where he said I could stay until the party died down. Then he let me take a sip from what he said was lemonade…and after a while I started to feel tired and fell asleep." She paused, wondering how she could explain Will in her dream warning her. She decided to leave him out of it.

"I don't remember much what happened after that…I pretty much blacked out. Then I guess I stuck my foot out hard because I woke up to the sound of him screaming on the floor. I looked and saw that my pants were on the floor and my tank top was bunched up exposing my stomach. He grabbed me by the hair and threw me on the ground but I kicked him again and ran to you." She burst out sobbing again.

Puck felt sorry for her and hugged her again. "It's all right, Rachel, you're safe now. Thank God he didn't go any further or else I'd have to murder him. We'll explain what happened to everyone and make sure he won't hurt you again, okay?"

She nodded. "Thanks again, Noah. I'm sorry you had to see me like this…I was so stupid."

He patted her on the back. "Don't worry; this happens to girls all the time. You're not the first. And I've done even worse things…but not like that!" he added noticing her shocked expression.

She laughed and sniffed. "Thanks again, Noah. I'm gonna take Will and go to bed. I think that's the last teen party I'll ever be going to!"

Puck smiled and patted her shoulder. "Not every teen party is like that."

She got out of the car and waved as he drove away. Then she looked into the sky at the stars and whispered, "Thank you."

Ooh…it's almost time for the big climax!