Fraternizing With The Enemy

Chapter Ten

"Hey Berry Mr Schue just called a meeting," called Santana.

Rachel looked up and got hit in the face with a blue slushie. "I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Is everyone here?" asked Mr Schue.
"Where's Berry?" asked Puck.

"Do we really need her?" asked Mercedes.

"I told her," said Santana. "She got hit by a slushie. She'll be here soon."

A blue covered Rachel then walked in and sat down.

"Rachel are you ok?" asked Mr Schue.

She nodded. "I'm used to it."

"We've got another year," announced Mr Schue.

"What!"

"Come on we've got another year," smiled Mr Schue.

"How?" asked Rachel.

"Because this Glee Club is the recipients of the St James Art Fund Foundation. It's primarily rewarded once a year but my Grandparents decided to award it to your club as well," said Jesse, as he walked in.

"What are you doing here?" asked Finn.

"I'm a St James," he answered. "My Grandparents had me deliver the news while their away."

"Why?" asked Quinn. "Why don't Vocal Adrenaline get it."
"They do give a donation to Vocal Adrenaline every year. However since I'm graduating, they can do what they want with their money," answered Jesse. "Their also giving Figgins a sizable donation to create a policy on Slushies."

"How do they know about that?" asked Rachel.

"I told them plus most people in Lima and Akron that McKinley is home for being slushied," answered Jesse. "My Grandma was bullied in high school she doesn't like it."

"A policy won't do anything," said Santana. "The jocks rule the school."

"My Grandfather is a very persuasive person. He has to sit in on a board meeting later this month to make sure his donation only goes to you. I'm sure he can get the governors and board members to come to some sort of arrangement," said Jesse, he turned to Mr Schue. "He'll be in touch."

With that he walked out.

"Guys take the summer off. But be ready to work hard come next year."

Rachel was first up and out of her seat. She rushed out of the room and as she rounded the corner was caught by some strong familiar arms.

"You're going to be late for rehearsal," she smiled.

"So," he answered. "I'm a St James and I'm stepping into my role in my Grandparents Art Fund Foundation. Coach Cochran knows."

"She doesn't care that the competition is getting an arts fund from your family?" she asked.
"She's stepping down after Nationals," he said.

"Jesse?" she asked. "Can you give me a lift home?"
"Your car?" he asked.
"Shop," she answered. "Service."

He nodded. "Of course."
"Your going to get caught if you stroll though the hallways," came a voice.

Rachel and Jesse whipped round to see Santana.

"She knows," said Rachel. "And she promised to keep the secret."

"You guys need to go," said Santana. "Berry me and you are going shopping over summer."
"I do have a lot of normal outfits Santana. My dad's aren't the most fashionable gays."
"Even so," said Santana.
"Deal," smiled Rachel.

"Speaking of your dads," said Jesse.
"Yes they will be home soon so I need to go," said Rachel. "I just need some more things from my locker."
"We don't break up till next Friday," said Santana.

"I'm going to LA next week," said Rachel.

"Your watching Nationals," said Santana.

Rachel smiled at Jesse and nodded.

"Yes not only do I get to watch Jesse but I can scope out all of the competition for next year."

"Rach I really need to get going," said Jesse.
"I can give her a lift," said Santana.

"That's fine," said Rachel. "You go."

Jesse nodded, kissed her and ran out of sight just before the rest of the club came into view.

"Come on Berry," said Santana. "What time do you parents get home?"

"They try and finish by four," answered Rachel.

"Which means we have twenty minutes to get to your house," answered Santana. "So if they don't know about the slushies. How do you explain your clothes?"

"I soak them as soon as I get home," she answered. "I've developed a knack for it and they don't go in my bathroom."

They rounded the corner and two red slushies were thrown in their faces.

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