I decided to create this chapter last minute...kind of like a little filler chapter if you will. I Hope you like. Sorry for the delay school is already kicking my ass and to top it off my body decides to go and catch a nasty cold. Oh well plus side I get to miss tomorrow/today. Anyway Let me know what you think! It's always great to get reviews ;)
The rest of the week had gone by pretty fast and before they knew it, it was already Friday. The Corcorans were once again rushing to get out of the house on time.
Rachel was sitting down at the bar stool in the kitchen fully dressed and ready to go. Her bag was splayed out in front of her and she was drumming her fingers against the marble countertop. The young brunette sighed as she saw the time. Rachel rarely hated anything but she very much hated being late to school. She watched perplexed as her sister ran around the house with a scowl etched in her brows. The cheerleader was currently searching for something. Rachel didn't know what it was, all she knew was that every room had already undergone the wrath of hurricane Santana. Couch cushions began flying down the hall and the sound of a snarl and a grunt let her know Santana was currently ripping apart the den. Noah ran down the stairs for the thousandth time. He kept going up and down looking everywhere for his jersey, yelling out every five seconds as if the jersey was magically going to call out it's location. Her mother just looked as if she were seconds from pulling out her hair.
"Ma! Where's my jersey! It's not in my room!" Puck yelled for the umpteenth time as he rushed over to the kitchen and began opening up the cabinets.
Shelby's voice boomed from the top of the stairs, "NOAH THE LAST TIME I WORE YOUR JERSEY I DON"T REMEMBER WHERE I LEFT IT!"
Puck groaned in frustration at his mother's response.
I hate when she says that
Rachel sat and watched him incredulously, "Noah" She raised an eyebrow, "Why would your jersey be in there?"
Puck stopped rummaging around the pots and pans and looked over at his sister, "Shush midget," realizing the little shrimp had a point.
He stood up and stormed off in the direction of his room...again... as Rachel giggled after him shaking her head.
Santana stormed into the kitchen, her perfectly curled ponytail flying behind her.
"Stop laughing at whatever it is your laughing at and help me look for my lucky hair tie." The cheerleader ordered as she began looking around the counter, opening and closing cabinets and searching around the pots and the pans.
Rachel laughed harder, "You two are impossible."
Santana's head whipped around and she turned her eyes into slits as she watched her sister slide off the bar stool and grab Noah's car keys.
"Your hair tie is hanging on my bathroom doorknob. You left it there when you used my hair straightener yesterday." Rachel walked out of the kitchen and headed towards the front door, not catching the look of realization that settled across the other girls face. Santana snapped her finger and ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time.
Rachel had her hand on the frosted front door and was about to step outside before something red caught her eye. She yelled into the house, "Noah your jersey is over here in the living room and I'm in the car!"
She heard an audible yell quickly followed by Puck's thundering footsteps running down the stairs. Rachel shook her head and walked outside.
Ridiculous
It wasn't long before the rest of them filed out of the house. Puck ducked underneath his mother's outstretched arm wearing his jersey as she lightly tapped his back, ushering him quickly outside. Shelby held the front door open and turned her head to face inside, "Come on San. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go."
Santana jogged out and ducked under her mother's arm as she too received a light tap on her backside.
"Oh ma Rach has to find a ride home today." Puck slid into the driver's side of the car.
Shelby locked the door and rushed down the stone steps. She stopped short, turning around in her heels and balancing her oversized bag, phone and coffee mug in her hands, "Wait I thought you were going over Kurts?"
"I am!" Rachel called out from the backseat.
"Okay. Have a good day. I'll see you all at the game later!" Shelby called and blew a kiss as she pulled open the door of her Range Rover.
Puck waved and backed out of the driveway.
"Click it or tick it!" Rachel sing-songed as she sat back comfortably in her seat relieved to finally being en route to school. She pulled her seatbelt securely over her body and clicked it in place.
Puck immediately reached for his and Santana spoke up, "Shut it or shove it." Mocking her sister's voice she held up a fist and in return received a whack to her arm from Rachel.
The halls of McKinley were a sea of red and white. It was the first game of the season and everyone had on the schools colors. The cheerleaders were all wearing their uniforms, as usual, and the varsity football team wore their jerseys. Even the teachers were wearing some form of Titan gear.
"I'm so glad red and white are the school colors. It goes perfect with my complexion." Kurt was standing at Rachel's locker looking at his reflection in her mirror.
Rachel grabbed her books and smiled at her friend, lightly shaking her head, "Your modesty never ceases to amaze me." Rachel closed the metal locker and linked her arm through Kurt's as the two made their way to spanish class.
"I heard the team is doing a lot better this year. Maybe that means we'll actually win a game." Kurt ran a hand through his hair and let his eyes linger a little longer than necessary on a well dressed upper classmen.
"My gaydar is sending me all types of signals right now." Kurt whispered into Rachel's ear and she followed his gaze.
"No I don't think so. Santana had a thing with him last year." Rachel shook her head and tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear, remembering catching her sister sneaking that guy out of the house on more than one occasion. She tried to recall his name. Santana had a habit of giving the strangest nickname for every guy she ever saw and Rachel suddenly remembered this particular guy was dubbed 'Licorice.'
"Did she 'have a thing' with everyone in this school?"Kurt deadpanned. "Besides you said 'had.' Like I said...gaydar." He pointed at himself, "No guy can pull that look off and be straight." Kurt strolled into Mr. Schuester's class and the two sat beside each other.
"Hey Mr. Schue." Rachel waved and Will Schuester looked up from his desk, smiling at two of his favorite new glee members.
"Hey guys. Have you been working on your glee assignment for Monday?"
"Oh no need to worry Mr. Schue we have the best song picked out. Right Rach?" Kurt leaned forward in his seat, bulging his eyes at Rachel and tightly smiling.
"Yup." Rachel nodded right along with him, even though they both knew they would be working on the song last minute Sunday night.
Will seemed to have bought it and smiled warmly as he pulled out his lesson plans.
The bell rang and the last bit of students trickled into the class and took their seats. Everyone seemed to be having the same conversation, and Rachel heard the words "football" and "party" coming out of everyone's mouth.
Will began the class and made his students open up their textbooks and answer the questions on the last page of the chapter they were currently on.
Sighing, Rachel pulled out her book and turned to the page, clicking her pen and reading on the different forms of conjugating verbs.
Yo hablo
Tu hablas
Rachel scribbled her answers down and felt a sudden buzz in her pocket, causing her to jump. She glanced up, making sure Will had his back turned before pulling out her phone to check it underneath the desk.
We r so going 2 this party right?
Rachel looked up and caught Kurt staring at her expectantly. The brunette shrugged her shoulders. She had heard of course of the party, it was all Puck and Santana had talked about for the past two days. One of the football players had an empty house, his parents were away for the weekend which meant, victory or no victory the football team was still going to celebrate. But whenever Rachel asked if she could go they would both immediately answer without hesitation.
No.
"Okay Ladies think of tonight as practice. Practice for our win at nationals. Anyone of you mess up and it's straight suicides for the next two weeks. Understood. Good."
Sue Sylvester stood in front of her Cheerios wearing her signature red tracksuit. She blew her whistle and watched her girls file out onto the crowded field.
Santana linked her pinkies with Brittany and Quinn, giving Brittany's an extra squeeze and grumbled, " She is such a nazi," but her scowl quickly fell as she walked out onto the grass and stood in front of the crowded bleachers. Santana loved everything about cheering. She loved her uniform and the power that came along with it, she loved performing in front of the crowd, and she loved knowing everyone in the stands had their eyes on her and the squad. Forget the lame football team.
Santana caught her mother's eye and smiled as Shelby stood up and waved, "Go Santana!"
Rachel, Kurt and Mercedes were sitting beside her and Rachel waved and beamed down at her sister. Santana nodded a grin and raised her pom poms, shaking them for the crowd.
Finn and Puck were in the locker room with the rest of the team, pumping themselves up.
The two best friends grabbed onto their helmets and butted heads before turning towards their teammates.
"Alright guys. Let's go kick some ass!" Puck roared and the football players answered with roars of their own.
"Let's go Titans!" He screamed and took off down the tunnel towards the field. Puck felt his body vibrate as he stormed onto the grass and heard the roar of the crowd.
He fed off the energy and knew he could do this every night for the rest of his life and never get tired of it.
Shelby stood up and cupped her hands over her mouth, "Let's go Noah! Come on Titans!"
Kurt chuckled, "Noah," laughing at the name he knew for a fact the captain of the football team loathed. Rachel nudged his shoulder and clapped loudly as the guys took the field. She never missed any of her brother's games.
The two teams met at the fifty yard line and the ref blew the whistle, signaling the beginning of the game.
The teams were neck and neck the entire four quarters. Shelby spent the majority of the time yelling on the bleachers, bad mouthing the ref and jumping up and down excitedly when her son scored a touchdown, making sure everyone knew the captain was in fact her son.
The Titans won the game when Finn scored the last touchdown and Burt Hummel and Shelby Corcoran couldn't contain their excitement.
"This is so embarrassing. There should be a law against this or something." Kurt leaned away from the crazed parents and Mercedes couldn't stop laughing.
"Mom we'll meet you at the car okay." Rachel stood up from the bleachers, ignoring the fact that she couldn't feel her legs from sitting on the metal bench for so long. Shelby nodded her head and waved her hand at her youngest while trying to get Puck's attention.
"I'll see you later dad." Kurt called to his father and the trio made their way down the stands, maneuvering through the hoards of people. All of Lima seemed to be at the game. Rachel heard her name being called and jaggedly searched through the crowd looking for the owner of the voice.
Santana jogged up towards her sister, "Rach. Tell mom I'm getting a ride with Q. I needa go get ready so I'll meet you guys at home okay."
"Santana hurry up!" Quinn called out through the crowd and the blonde cheerio was standing with Brittany and two other cheerleaders.
"I'm coming!" Santana hollered with a frown on her face and turned back towards Rachel, "Jesus Christ that girl has no freaking patience. Don't forget to tell mom."
Santana squeezed her sister's shoulders not bothering to hear a response and tore off in the direction of her friends.
Beside her, Rachel felt Mercedes stiffen and she turned towards her friend about to ask her what was wrong, when she saw her brother walking in her direction. Rachel slyly smiled at Mercedes with an omniscient look on her face.
"Noah that was amazing! That pass you threw in the end. Perfect spiral. Just like the pros." The brunette beamed at her brother and the star football player ruffled his little sister's head. He didn't tell anyone, but her compliments were always his favorite.
"You saw that right!? Thanks midget." He smiled at Rachel and winked at Mercedes. Finn came bounding up behind him and it was Rachel's turn to squirm.
"Nice goal Finn." Kurt patted his step-brother's shoulder and Finn frowned.
"Kurt I think you mean touchdown." Mercedes interjected.
"Same difference." Kurt waved his hand and Finn nodded pleased with himself, reliving his winning touchdown.
"We'll see you guys at the house!" Puck nodded his head and the two walked off.
Mercedes let out a breath and Rachel laughed in response.
"Girl you heard the boy. To your house!"
As usual, the Corcoran household was filled with teenagers. Shelby was used to having her kids friends over all the time and she preferred it that way. She would much rather have her kids under her roof, then having them going off somewhere else doing god knows what. She knew they were going to a friends party and Shelby was all for the kids socializing, as long as they didn't do anything illegal.
She decided to pull out her phone and see what Will was up to.
Upstairs, Santana was walking out of her mother's shower. Quinn was currently using her own bathroom. She wrung out her hair, wrapped her fluffy towel firmly around her body and padded down the hall.
"Ughh faster!"
The brunette froze mid step as she passed by her brother's door. She tilted her ear towards the sounds and squinted her eyes.
"I'm trying!"
She heard the unmistakable sound of Frankenteens voice.
"Gotta go deeper man! Cmon ughh!" Her brother grunted.
The cheerleader couldn't resist, smirking she pushed open the door and covered her eyes with her manicured hand as she spoke, "Umm excuse me. Yeah-I always knew you two were gay for each other...but seriously? C'mon Noah... could you keep it down. Mom and Rachel are downstairs and the girls are right next door. Have some consideration."
Puck hit pause on the xbox controller and tore his eyes from the tv. He scowled as he saw his sister standing in the doorway sporting her usual smirk and he grabbed the nearest thing closest to him and threw it at her full force.
"GET OUT!"
Santana dodged the pillow, feeling her towel slip a little. She cackled and wiggled her eyebrows as she caught Finn staring at her. The poor football player felt his face redden and he quickly looked back at the tv. Puck scrambled to his feet and made a quick grab at her, but the cheerleader yelled out a squeal and darted for her room. He slammed his door shut and sulked his way back over to the black couch.
"Fucking sisters man" He gripped the controller and yelled, "FIND YOUR OWN WAY TO THE PARTY!"
He heard laughter coming from the room next door and his sister screamed back, "Mom's letting me drive the Range Rover I don't need your stupid car."
"FINE THAT MEANS YOU CAN'T DRINK!" He smirked at the silence that followed. He knew he got her there. "Alright where were we. Okay go go go... the left dude. Get the left!" Puck punched the little button and shouted orders at Finn as the two of them continued on playing Black Ops.
Santana sat on her bed opposite Brittany who was laying belly down with her legs kicking in the air.
"Shit. I didn't think about that."
Just then her bathroom door opened and Quinn stepped out fully dressed and ready to go.
"What happened?" The blonde asked as she sat on Santana's vanity, touching up her makeup.
" My dumbass brother happened. I could drive. I just can't drink. Or I'll find someone else to drive us home." The brunette grabbed her phone and began scrolling through her contacts, trying to find a person who would do her the favor.
They heard the honk of a car horn and Quinn walked over to the window to check to see who was outside.
"The guys are here. Come on S. Let's go, we'll worry about that later." The blonde said as she saw their friends car parked in the driveway.
Santana sighed and walked over to her closet, pulling out her designer jeans and a halter top.
She pulled on her clothes and quickly put on black eyeliner and mascara and smacked her lips in satisfaciton, "K. Let's go ladies."
The trio walked out of her room as Finn and Puck were leaving his.
Santana shot her brother a dirty look and ran down the stairs in front of him.
Shelby waved goodbye to the teenagers as they left her house and turned to face her kids.
"You two know the drill. Behave, Noah look out for Santana, Santana look out for Noah. No drinking!" She pointed her finger and widened her eyes at both of them.
"Yes mom. We know mom" The two nodded their heads, anxious to get to the party already.
"Okay. Be home no later than 12:30" She pulled both of them in for a hug.
"C-Can I go to the party?" The three Corcorans turned their heads and stared at the youngest standing before them.
"No!" "Bye Rachel!" "If you want to I don't see why not?" Puck, Santana and Shelby all answered at the same time.
"No mom! She can not go!" Puck said and Santana agreed right away with her brother, "Yeah. Your a baby." and the two walked out of the house, ending that conversation.
Rachel frowned after them and put on her best pouty face.
"Next time baby." Shelby pulled her in for a hug, "You kids can have fun here! Oh and sweetheart, Will is coming over for a glass of wine We'll keep you guys company."
Rachel internally groaned and squirmed out of her mother's hug. She tried. She made her way back down to the basement where Kurt and Mercedes were battling it out on Wii Sports.
"So. What did they say?" Kurt asked as he stood in front of the giant tv, throwing air punches at the screen. He knew Rachel. He didn't even have to ask the question because he knew his friend always let her older siblings dictate her life.
"They said no." Rachel said quietly as she sat down on the leather couch.
Kurt paused the game and glanced up at his best friend, pursing his lips and squinting his eyes.
"Rachel Barbara Corcoran," He stood in front of her and the brunette couldn't help but suddenly feel worried by the crazed look that appeared on her friends face. Trouble always followed.
"Let's go check out that party."
A/N: I think I got the football lingo right lol. And I'm not sure if the Mckinley mascot is even the Titans...but oh whell for this story it is lol. I'll update asap.
Thanks again for the reviews! I'll answer some of the questions you guys left.
CurlyHairedGirl: He is such a douche lol and for now they are just close friends.
NinjaGleek21: Hahaha thanks for the awesome review and the fabulous cooke! Lol and there will be lots of drama when that phone call comes up.
BanjoJD: Thanks for the review! we'll slowly start to look back into their lives and you'll see that there is def more to Robert's story than meets the eye.
bforethesunsets: I definitely have something in store for those two, but I never thought about having Robert find out...hmm interesting idea lol ;) thanks!