Hello! I just wanna inform yall that im using some kind of metaphor (??) or smthg whatever u call it related to the movie, Alice in Wonderland, and mixing up Taylor's lyrics as chapter titles.

Feel free to suggest how you guys want this fic to turn out hehe :DD

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Rachel just finished paying her cab and was walking her way onto the designated club's entrance for the night.

Scarlet Bar

It is a godsend that the club is positioned in a neighborhood full of other nightclubs or else they would've lost the rent with how loud the music and how bright the lights are.

After waiting in line for a few minutes, Rachel finally entered the premises.

By looking at the outside, you'd think the building's tiny, but when the woman got in, she was flabbergasted with how massive it actually is.

Letting out a low whistle, "Harmony does know how to pick them" thought the woman.

The club was in full beat; there were a lot of people but thankfully, it wasn't crowded yet.

By the threshold, you can observe a tall stage in front where the DJ booth is set up, a gigantic open space for dancing in the middle, booths on the side, and the bar occupying the right side of the room. As you glance to the left, you can spy spiral stairs by the restrooms, leading to the upper floor where you can loom over the other party goers below.

Walking further inside, she spotted her girl friends on one of the booths near the dance floor and the bar.

"RACHEEEL! YOU CAAMEEEE!"

You'd think the girl's drunk but that's actually just her default volume.

"Hey ladies" waved Rachel pertaining to the other girls on the booth.

There were five of them all in all. The other girls are Kitty Wilde, a short feisty blonde and a co-waitress she's not close with, Marley Rose, the feisty blonde's brunette girlfriend who can calm her down when needed, and Sugar Motta, another fellow co-waitress.

They don't understand why Sugar's working with them at the diner when her father is loaded. Seriously... the girl can buy each of them a house and lot and not go broke.

No one's complaining though, gal's hilarious as heck!

After introducing Rachel to Marley, the short brunette found out the other girl works at Little Ballerina School of Dance, the studio Alice's attends. That's why she's familiar.

"Oh my God! You're the little Alice's mother?" asked an excited Marley.

Rachel nodded with a large smile, God... I really hope she won't turn out to be one of those snobbish women who look down on who they deem lower than them. If I hear another comment about being too young to be a mother or a not so kid friendly comment about my kid, I won't hesitate to bitch slap the crap out of her.

"Your little girl is so cute! I heard she's one of the most well behaved and skilled ballerina. For her first time, she's got teacher B impressed!" said an awed Marley sincerely.

Oh thank God, I don't think it's wise to slap Kitty Wilde's girlfriend.

"Well, I used to do dance then I stopped once I graduated college. I thought her a few basics when she insisted she wanted to be a professional singing ballerina" answered Rachel with a proud smile.

"Okay, okay! Enough with all the munchkin talk. Rachel, we went out to make you have fun like a bunch of irresponsible college kids! No more Alice this and Alice that, we've got a whole night to partyyyyy!"

"Yea, all this munchkin talk makes me wanna ditch the club and go see her, but... my desire to get drunk and find me some warm body is stronger" replied a meek Sugar, everyone laughing at her comment.

While everyone was conversing, Kitty went to the bar and ordered them some unlimited nachos and atleast 2 shots each. By the time she got back, everyone was buzzing with excitement for the night they're about to have.

"LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTEEEEED" screamed by Harmony and Sugar, all girls downing their shots, "WOOOOH!" whooped all girls.

"God, I forgot how this tasted like" coughed Rachel.

Patting her on the back, "Oh sweetheart, you're in for a wild night" said a smirking Kitty.

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"Q! Stop being such a kill joy and go join us to the club!" said the raven haired Latina while waking up her blonde best friend.

"Unggggff, Why can't you guys go on your own" slurred a sleepy Quinn, hiding her face on the crook of her arm, "Cuz puta, this is an extended celebration of B's success! No way will it be celebrated with the Unholy Trinity incomplete" huffed the annoyed Latina.

When Quinn made no move from the couch, Santana did the only thing that would make Quinn agree, "If I say I'll cook you a months worth of bacon, will you get your lazy ass up and join us?" bribed Santana.

Sitting up as fast as she can while raising her hands in mock surrender, "Okay okay! I'm up, I'm up" said Quinn, surprisingly with bright eyes.

Rolling her eyes, "Can't believe that's all it takes for you to agree" mumbled Santana.

Yawning, "It's bacon" replied Quinn, as if that would explain everything.

"Go get your stinky ass in the shower, Fabray. No way am I staying stuck in a cab with your smelly ass" said Santana with a disgusted face.

Standing up, "Aww Sanny, I don't smell too bad do I?" mocked Quinn while trying to hug the raven haired woman.

Backing away, "You touch me with your filthy hands, Imma go all Lima heights on your estupido culo" miffed Santana.

"You're mean" pouted Quinn.

Rolling her eyes, "Whatever Q-tip, just go get ready, Britt's almost done preparing" replied Santana.

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Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?

Don't cha?

It's been 2 hours since they started the party, and by now the club is fully packed.

Rachel was in the middle of her two friends, her back on the front of Harmony and her front on the front of Sugar, the two girls sandwiching Rachel. The girls have been dancing, practically oozing sex, for almost half an hour catching the eyes of a few leering men and some women while the couple were back in the booth probably making out... again.

Those two remind me of her bestfrie- no nOPE! Not gonna think about it... not even gonna think about it. Im gonna just go get another drink... Rachel drunkenly thought.

By now the girls, mostly Rachel, are a few drinks away from blacking out. After the girls started with the shots an hour ago, the drinks just kept on coming and coming.

Apparently they have no idea when the brunette mother will be free again so they're making the most out of it.

They have all consumed pretty much the same amount but since it's been awhile since Rachel last partied for real, she's drunker than the rest of them.

"Guys!" slurred Marley making her way to the dancing girls with Kitty holding her waist. "Y-you should-d go back to the... to the" said Marley while thinking hard. "The booth" provided Kitty. "YES! B-babe you're so smart, so so smart I love youuuu" confessed Marley, grabbing on her girlfriend's neck and kissing her passionately, catching the other girl off guard.

Turns out Marley's a light weight.

The two girls continued before stopping when they heard three throats clear.

"You were saying?"

Blushing, "You should-d go back to the booth spec... pepsi... speci... SPECICIALLY! SPECICIALLY YOU RACHEL!" shouted Marley.

"Whyyyyy?" whined a drunk Rachel.

"I just saw m-my teacher... I mean A-a... what's the name of your daughter again?" asked Marley drunkenly. After getting the name, "Her ballet teacher is here, Teacher B! Y-you guys should meet" said the girl triumphantly after struggling more times to get her words right.

While drunk Rachel was busy processing the words... who's ballet teacher is she talking bout again?... o-OHHH! Wait what's her name... Alice... ALICE! MY DAUGHTER!

"Marls, do you think it's wise for the teacher to see one of her student's mother partying, drunk?"

"It's okay! B won't think a-anything bout it... it's her girl... girfriend you might wanna watch your b-back on..." replied the girl. "She scares me.." whispered while checking her surroundings as if making sure the woman isn't near her.

"Well ladies" clapped Sugar. "I think it's a good idea to head to the booth, we've got two brunette's about to fall on their faces" continued Sugar, making her and Harmony snicker, stopping when Kitty glared at them.

"Y-you guys go, I'm gonna go freshen up" said Rachel.

After asking Harmony to come with her they're now on their way to the restroom. Turning on the faucet, splashing water on her face while her blue eyed companion is busy using a stall, helped her sober herself up a bit. Thank God for waterproof makeup or else she'd look like a raccoon after splashing so much water on her face... like being splashed riding on Splash Mountain.

Getting out of the restroom and back into their booth, Rachel stopped in the middle of the dance floor with Harmony bumping onto her back.

"Fuck! Why the hell did you sto..." halting her question after seeing the look of fear and panic on the other brunette's face.

Grabbing the girl's shoulders and facing her front in her direction, "Rachel? Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost" asked Harmony worriedly.

When Rachel just shakily stared past the girl's shoulder with silent tears running down her face, Harmony placed her arm to her waist and worriedly led her out of the club without hearing the sounds of Rachel's name coming from an unfamiliar woman's mouth.

Finally out of the building and into a curb after basically shoving everyone out of their way, Harmony breathed, "What was that, Rach?"

Sucking in huge gulps of breathe, "I-it's..." Rachel stammered, "Don't you dare tell me it's nothing, Berry" said Harmony sternly forcing the other girl to look up on her.

"RACHEL!"

"Rachel... is that you??" came from the very mouth of the person she ran away from, the mouth of the woman she desperately tried to forget.

Panicking, Rachel vomited all she consumed into the curb.

"Rachel! Rachel are you okay?" is what she last heard before grabbing the other brunette's hand and ran straight with no direction in mind.