AN: Sorry the update's taken so long but I'm having some insane writers block. There's some pretty offensive terms that are being used in this chapter and I hope nobody gets offended. I hope you enjoy the chapter and please review.
Disclaimer: Not mine
"I don't wanna go back tomorrow," Quinn pouts from her position on my chest and I kiss the top of her head.
"I know bonita. I honestly don't think any of us want to go back, I mean we're in paradise right now. Who in their right mind would want to go back to Lima?" I ask rhetorically. Quinn stays quiet and I'm fixing to ask if she's ok before I realize she's fallen asleep. I chuckle quietly before kissing the top of her head once more and falling asleep not to long after.
"Wake up putas!" is yelled from the other side of our door and I groan before snuggling further into the warmth behind me. Santana then starts pounding on our door when we don't answer and I bury myself further under my covers. I feel Quinn's arms tightening around me and I smile slightly, even though I'm annoyed at my cousin.
"Go. Away!" I yell.
"No! Tio Lee said to wake your asses up. We leave in three hours," she hollers back and I groan again.
"Fine we're up!" Quinn yells back before I can and I turn around in her embrace.
"Good morning beautiful. How was your night? Mine was wonderful, with you by my side. And when I open my eyes and see your sweet face, it's a good morning beautiful day," I say to her with a grin.
"You, my love, are a dork," she tells me with a laugh, even though I can tell she's swooning from my quoting a song to her.
"Yeah well, you love me anyway."
"Of course I do. Now lets get up before your dads sick Satan on us again," she jokes as she tries to get up. I tighten my grip on her though and pull her into a kiss before she can. I force my tongue into her mouth and once our tongues start battling I suck hers into my mouth and begin sucking on it. She moans loudly and rolls on top of me.
"It's about damn time," Santana snarks when we finally come downstairs an hour later, fully dressed and ready for the day. I'm in a pair of khaki short-shorts, a purple muscle shirt, and my black chanclas. Quinn's in blue jean shorts, a black tank top, black chanclas.
"Whatever," I mumble out as I grab a cup of coffee and sit at the breakfast table. Quinn sits beside me and we both eat our, now cold, breakfast as we listen to our parents talk about what's going to happen at the airport.
"I still say we don't go back," Kurt volunteers. "I mean we could all just attend school here." We all voice our agreement with his statement, but our parents all glare at us and we shut up immediately.
After we're all packed and ready we head to the airport to board our insanely long flight back to Lima.
"You ready to turn this school upside down?" Noah asks from my doorway on the first day of senior year. It brings a sense of deja-vu and I smirk at him.
"Of course," I reply as I finish my make-up. I'm in a pair of stonewashed skinny jeans with natural holes, a plain baby blue v-neck, my blue lip ring, my rainbow tongue ring, and my blue and white chucks. Noah's in a pair of regular jeans, a plain white shirt, black combat boots, and black lip ring.
After I'm finished getting ready we head downstairs and eat the ginormous 'It's your senior year' breakfast and then he heads to school while I head to Quinn's on our bikes.
"Hey bonita, you looks gorgeous as usual," I greet her as she runs outside. She just pulls me into a kiss before straddling my bike and pulling on her helmet.
"Thanks babe, and you look hot, as usual," I hear her say over the earpiece as I start my bike and head towards the school.
As we pull into the school I notice our group waiting by Santana's car and I smile. Even after spending an entire summer with them I'm still excited to see them. After I park and we dismount, oh the dirty thoughts, we head over to the group. Once we're all together we all head into the school and separate to head to our lockers.
"Hey babe you never told me how the try-outs went," Quinn says as I meet her at her locker after I finished with mine.
"We owned that shit," Noah exclaims from behind me and I smirk, cause yes, yes we did.
"What he said," I say. "I'm on the team," I continue quickly after receiving a glare.
"That's amazing," she squeals before jumping into my arms and pulling me into a kiss.
"Fucking dykes," I hear someone mutter and I break away from Quinn quickly to see a guy looking at us in disgust. I lunge for him a push him against the locker, smirking in satisfaction at the bang I hear as his head collides with the locker.
"What'd you say?" I ask menacingly. The guy looks terrified for a moment before he covers the fear with another look of disgust.
"I said you're a fucking dyke and it's disgusting." I lose my smirk as I look around the hallway for a slushie. I spot Dave and Az walking down the hallway and I turn back to the guy quickly.
"Well you know what puto? I didn't ask for your fucking opinion. It's hateful and unwanted," I tell him before pushing him against the lockers again and stepping away from him. He looks relieved to not have me in his face anymore and I smirk again as Dave and Az reach me.
"Sup Berry?" Az says while Dave nods to me. They're fixing to pass me when I grab their arms and nod my head at the guy who's starting to walk away. "Him? What'd he do?"
"He insulted me and your cheer captain," I tell them with a scowl. They share a quick look, nod at me, and then walk after the guy.
"Hey!" Dave shouts causing the guy to turn around. As soon as he does he's met with a cherry and raspberry slushie to the face.
"Welcome to McKinley loser!" Dave and Az shout before continuing to walk past him. He looks over to me and I wink at him with a grin before pulling Quinn into another kiss.
The rest of the morning passes uneventful, and then lunch hits and things heat up again. As I'm walking from my last class, which I share with Kurt, I'm jerked outside. I look around and see the guy from this morning along with four other guys surround Kurt and I, and they look pretty pissed.
"Why do you always attract trouble?" Kurt whispers to me fearfully as he presses himself as close to me as he can get.
"Eh, it's a talent," I joke with a shrug. "What the hell do you want...?" I ask, waiting for a name.
"You don't get to know my name. Fags and dykes like you don't deserve to know," the guy sneers out, causing his goons to snicker.
"Well aren't you a little ball of homophobic sunshine?" I ask sarcastically.
"Fuck off bitch," the guy says and I smirk.
"Well I would, but you and your little friends here are in my way," I tell him sweetly.
"What the fuck was that this morning?" he questions, ignoring my previous statement.
"That was you being a blatant homophobe," I tell him with a shrug.
"Not that you dumbass," he sneers out. I look around at his friends and I can tell that they're getting even more pissed off and I revel in the fact. I feel Kurt shaking against me and I grab his hand and squeeze it reassuringly.
"Oh! You mean the double facial you got? Well that's what happens when losers step out of their place," I explain with a grin.
"Fuck you! I'm not a loser," he shouts. I chuckle quietly and feel Kurt do so as well. "Stop laughing at me before I beat your asses," he shouts again. His goons move closer to us and I feel Kurt tense up again.
"Look dude, I know this is Lima but you need to know that people aren't as homophobic as you'd think. Also if you keep this up I'm going to hurt you, so let us go now," I tell him. This causes him to laugh.
"Well they should be cause you two are disgusting. You know what, I think I might just go pay your little girlfriend a visit after I'm done with you two. I mean she's way to hot to be gay, and I think after she sees what being with a real man's like she'll agree with me," he says with an evil grin.
I see red and as soon as he's finished speaking I lunge at him. I catch him with a right hook that lays him out and turn just in time to duck a punch from behind. I bring my knee into the person's groin, causing him to double over in pain. I roundhouse the person who was advancing on me from the side and then tackle the two guys off of Kurt. Thankfully they weren't able to inflict too much damage before I got to him.
"Go!" I shout after I pull him up and I push him in the direction of the school before I get punched in the back of the head. It dazes me for a moment, and then I trip the guy trying to run after Kurt and elbow the one who just wrapped their arm around my neck.
I manage to get free and turn around quickly, not able to avoid the punch to my jaw. All the guys surround me again and smirk before the main guy rushes me again. Taking the cue from their leader the others rush me as well and we begin to fight again. I can tell that their surprised that I'm holding my own against five guys and I just smirk. My smirk quickly falls away though as they get smart and each of the guys grab one of my limbs, holding me in place as the main guy starts wailing on me.
I'm able to break one of my arms free and I pop the dude in the nose before they guy holding that arm captures it again. I feel my nose break under the next punch the guy throws at me and finally just give in. I close my eyes and prepare for the next hit, but it never comes. Instead I hear a roar that sounds remarkably like Noah and a squeal of pain.
The next thing I know I'm being released, and when I open my eyes I see Santana, Mike, Sam, and much to my surprise Blaine, fighting with the other guys. I also see Noah beating the hell out of the guy who was hitting me before I'm enveloped in familiar arms. I wince at the pain in my ribs at the tightness of Quinn's grip and she pulls away quickly, panic written all over her face.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry baby! Where does it hurt?" she says quickly before checking me for injuries. Her eyes fill with tears and I pull her back into my arms, whispering soothing words into her ears.
The guy Blaine's fighting now has the upper hand and I quickly let go of Quinn and rush to help my baby brother. I tackle the guy off of him and jump back to my feet. I help Blaine up and push him over to Quinn, knowing he's not a very skilled fighter. The guy tackles me from behind but I mange to reverse our positions so that I'm on top.
"Hey! Break it up!" is hollered from somewhere but I don't listen. Not even ten seconds later I feel myself being lifted off of the dude I'm beating up and I immediately go still. I'm breathing hard and there's blood rushing from many different places on my person but I don't really care where it's coming from at the moment. My hands are pulled behind my back and I feel cuffs being placed on my wrists. When I look around I see literally everyone but Britt, Quinn, and Tina being cuffed and fear floods me.
"Fuck! Shelby's going to kill me!" I whine out.
So hopefully it didn't suck too much. Again I'm sorry for the late update, and please review. Thanks for reading.
