I tried to get this up as soon as possible! I'm rushing off to school lol and wanted to post it before I left. Sorry in advance for the grammatical errors, I didn't get a chance to really edit it. But hope you like. Thanks again for the amazing beyond amazing reviews!
"I don't think this is a good idea" Rachel chewed on her bottom lip silently going over every reason in her head as she led the way up the winding staircase.
Kurt and Mercedes were following behind her, their footsteps pounding onto the wooden floor.
"Of course it's a good idea." Kurt stated matter-of-factly and brushed his hand as he followed his brunette friend towards the 'forbidden' bedroom. He had been going over the Corcoran household for a while now and it was safe to say he knew the entire house like his own, all except one room.
Rachel slowly crept down the hall and held her hand on the door. Her insides were screaming at her to just stop, turn around and continue on playing a nice game of Wii Sports downstairs. Instead her fingers twisted the cool metal knob and she pushed the door open and walked into Santana's room.
Kurt looked around in awe, "So this is what the inside of the devils lair looks like?" and animatedly waved his hands, failing at hiding his excitement. His eyes soaked up every detail; noting the vanity strewn with palettes and brushes of mac make-up , the collection of different perfume bottles which appeared to be Santana's very own personal fragrance department sitting on a mirrored tray, the flat screen tv mounted onto the wall across the bed. He glanced over at the shelf that held countless cheerleading trophies and the board of pictures tacked up on the older girl's wall, a collage of her and her friends all smiling and making silly faces. Whenever Kurt would be over Rachel's, this bedroom door would always be closed. It was no secret that he and Santana weren't exactly fond of each other. However, he would always hear the trickling of shouts and laughter coming out of the older girls room and he always found himself silently wondering what the cool high school cheerleader and her popular friends were doing in her mysterious room that was so fun.
"Did I mention you guys have an amazing house?" Mercedes walked over and sat on top of the dark red comforter of Santana's queen sized bed, the smell of Chanel Chance perfume reaching her nose.
"Thanks." Rachel shifted her weight on her foot, looking uncomfortable and she watched as Kurt walked over towards the walk in closet.
"Jackpot!" He pulled open the door and ran his hands through the many pieces of fabric, his eyes bulging and his mouth drooling over the shoe rack and designer bags that draped the cheerleaders closet.
"Oh my gosh. Santana has impeccable taste." Kurt leafed through the clothes," Too bad she has to wear that horrible polyester uniform everyday." He stopped when he spotted the perfect top. His fingers waved with contempt and he pulled it off the hanger. Kurt walked over towards Rachel and thrust the shirt in her face. "Go put it on," spinning her around and pushing her towards the bathroom.
Rachel groaned and sighed as she caved, mumbling something about pushy best friends.
"She's not going to like that I'm wearing her clothes, especially this one." Rachel pulled her arms through the sleeves of the shirt. "She hasn't even worn this one yet and that goes against the rule that we have about sharing articles of clothing." Rachel walked out with a pout on her face. She thought that by saying she didn't have anything to wear to the party, Kurt would snap out of his crazed idea of going. But instead it only vamped him up more and her exuberant friend jumped at the prospect of going 'shopping' in her older sisters closet.
"You look fab!" Kurt clapped his hands and Mercedes nodded in agreement, "Hot mama!"
"Okay people. Let's go." Kurt led the way out of the room this time, and Rachel turned off the lights, closing the door behind her.
The three tiptoed their way back downstairs, stopping just before the landing and Mercedes poked her head around the wall and glanced towards the dining room on the left, "It's so weird seeing teacher's outside of school." Kurt and Rachel stuck their head around the wall as well and watched as their teacher, Mr. Schue, nursed a glass of wine in his hand. Shelby and Will were both smiling and laughing, unaware that they were being watched by the three young teens.
Kurt whispered, "You sure they won't notice that we're gone?"
Rachel whispered right back, "Positive. This happens almost every Friday night. First they drink a glass of wine. Then one glass turns into three and they laugh about the good old days. Next thing you know moms singing every single song from her Broadway repertoire with Will singing back-up."
Torture if you ask me.
Rachel tore her gaze away from her mother noting how happy and carefree she seemed at the moment. She quietly led them across the foyer and the three friends crept out into the night. Rachel's nerves were tingling. The young brunette tried shoving the fact that she had just snuck out of her house to attend a senior football players party to the very back of her mind and found a pressing question popping forward.
"Kurt how exactly are we getting there?" Rachel paused and scrunched up her eyebrows suddenly wondering how three unlicensed teenagers were going to get to a party that was practically across town.
"Don't worry I got it all covered." Kurt said assuringly as he scrolled through his phone.
That statement coming out of his mouth always made Rachel worry.
On the other side of town, clear across from the affluent gated community of Lima Heights Adjacent, the house party was in full swing. Everybody who was anybody from McKinley High was in attendance. Music poured from the two story house, cars were parked haphazardly up along the street, some even strewn on the lawn. Teenagers were crawling all over Kyle Smith's house that just so happened to be situated at the very end of a quiet cul-de-sac. Lucky for Kyle Smith, the old widowed man who lived next door turned off his cochlear implant at night and the family that lived on the opposite side was currently upstate for the weekend.
Inside, there was barely enough room to stand. Two guys on the team had managed to score kegs and there was currently a keg-stand race going on in the kitchen. The living room was converted into a full out dance floor and the backyard was hosting a beer pong tournament.
Puck stood at one side of the long table in deep concentration. He closed one eye and held his arm out, arching it slowly back and forth. He finally flicked his wrist and roared in excitement as the neon orange ping pong ball landed into the last red cup on the opposite side of the table with a plunk.
Finn high fived him and the two laughed at Mike Chang as he grudgingly brought the red plastic cup to his mouth, tipping the contents down his throat.
"Undefeated. Whose ready to loose next!" Puck's voice rang out through the crowd and he winked at the group of girls that surrounded him, suddenly giving them his undivided attention.
Santana was inside standing around the kitchen table squished between Brittany and Quinn. The three cheerleaders were surrounded by their friends (mostly football jocks) who all had their hands held up in front of them.
"Okay Okay I got one. Never have I ever made out with a dude." One of the jocks said and all the guys laughed and high fived each other as the girls all pushed one finger down and gulped the warm beer from inside their red cups. Santana quickly glanced around the table and she noticed she had the most fingers down.
Dam I suck at this game
"Go Q your turn!" She nudged her friend laughing, feeling slightly buzzed.
"Alright guys. Your gonna pull that one.. I'll pull this one. Never have I ever made out with a girl." Quinn smirked and there was an echoing "Ohhh" as the guys all dropped a finger and reached for their cups. Brittany pushed her finger down too and lifted her cup up to her mouth and everyone's eyes were drawn on the blonde girl.
"What? There's nothing wrong with sweet lady kisses." She tipped back her cup and there was another chorus of applaus and excitement from the guys.
"Threesome!" One of the guys yelled and everyone was laughing. Quinn raised her eyebrow and stared questioningly at Brittany for only a moment before she decided it was best she just let that one go. Quinn joined in on the laughter, after all of these years she still didn't understand the things that come out of the girl's mouth sometime. She shoved her elbow into Santana's side and the tanned girl jumped.
"Your turn S!" Quinn laughed.
"Wha..R-Right! Okay" The brunnette shook her head quickly darting her eyes around the table before taking a deep breath and bringing her finger up to her chin, "Never have I everrrr...nope did that. Yep did that too." She smirked at a memory. Suddenly a steel grin fell on her face and her raspy voice spoke out confidently, "Never have I ever got caught in the locker room solo with my pants down AHEM ADAM!" Santana squared her eyes at the boy standing across from her, offering him his own cup and the howl of laughter that erupted from the table was deafening as Adam's face turned bright red . He snatched the cup from Santana's outstretched arm.
"Bitch" He mumbled and Santana thrust her hand forward and smacked the red cup from Adam's lips, "Call me bitch again, Asswipe." Adam gasped as beer spilled all over his front but bit back an insult.
"I'm so over this game. Thanks for the laughs Adam." She blew the boy a kiss and grabbed her friends hands, pulling the two blondes away from the table. The trio made their way towards the backyard and pushed passed the drunken bodies.
"Hi Kevin!" Brittany waved her hand and jumped excitedly as one of the guys stood in front of her, blocking her way outside.
"Hey Brittany." Kevin wrapped his arm around the taller blonde's shoulder and nodded his head in the direction of her two friends.
"You guys I'll be right back, Kevin told me he had a one eyed snake and he said I could totally pet it if I want too." Brittany smiled naively at her two friends. The looks that fell across Quinn and Santana's faces were hysterical.
The two sputtered, before they both shot Kevin a death glare, "Britt he doesn't have a snake." Quinn clamped her hand around her friends wrist and glared up at Kevin, "He has an inchworm" She growled and led her friend outside.
"Ass" Santana seethed as she pushed past him, shoving the large jock into the wall.
Once outside the brunette scanned the party scene, accepting a cup from Kyle Smith. She stood against the railing of the deck, laughing with her friends. She didn't know how long they were all out there but they were all engrossed in the story a sophomore Cheerio was saying when she suddenly felt a tap on her shoulder.
Santana turned around, a dazzling smile still on her face, "Yeah?" And the brunette flinched back in horror, her smile quickly forming into a look of pure disgust.
"What the helll are you doing here Jew Fro?" She took a step back and frantically brushed off the spot where the gross freshman touched her.
Jacob scratched his nose and pushed up his glasses, dazedly looking up at Santana.
"Are you high or something?" She snapped her head, giving the acne-faced boy a once over, letting him know he was beneath her.
Apparently it had no affect on the kid. "I was promised a k-kiss" Jacob forced the words out of his mouth and gulped. He shoved a hand inside the front pocket of his brown corduroy pants and pulled out a breath spray, spritzing the mist twice into his mouth. "M-minty fresh" He smiled, displaying what Santana thought was the most disgusting mouth she had ever seen.
"Get the hell away from me troll!" She shoved him and turned around, flicking her hair over her shoulder.
Jacob stumbled back a step, "But K-Kurt said you would kiss me if I drove him here!"
Santana whipped her head back around so fast her neck cracked, "What did you just say fugly?"
"He also told me those nicknames are your way of hiding your love for me." Jacob shoved his glasses farther up his nose, "I completely understand baby."
Santana rolled her eyes and placed her hand on her hip as she held up her red cup leaning forward, Jacob let out a shaky breath, and choked out "Oy Vey" as the cheerleader bent so close he could smell her Chanel perfume.
"Oy Vey this Estupido" She poured her drink all over Jacob and dropped her cup on top of his head. She smirked as she turned on her heel and marched back into the house, letting the smirk quickly form into a scowl.
Everyone outside erupted in laughter and Jacob spit the beer out of his mouth and sputtered "So hot!"
The tanned brunette stood amidst the hoards of drunken teens and she scanned the room. Her eyes roamed around lingering on every single person before they finally landed on the pale faced kid she was looking for. Just as she suspected her sister was standing right beside him, those two were never apart.
Rachel and Kurt were both laughing, listening intently to the joke a junior was saying. They both had red cups in their hands. The guy leaned closer to Rachel and winked and the youngest Corcoran suddenly felt a steal grip on her hand and she spun around as her eyes landed on the fuming face of her older sister.
"Rachel what the hell are you doing here!" Santana gritted through clenched teeth. Her eyes dropped to the red cup in her sister's hand and Rachel quickly brought the cup around her back, trying to hide it. She wasn't fast enough.
"Are you drinking!" Santana reached around and snatched the cup out of her sister's grip, it was completely full but that was besides the point.
"No! I'm not!" Rachel pulled her arm back and Kurt jumped to his friends defense, "We're not drinking it just would've been rude if we didn't accept the drink!"
"SHUT IT CASPER!" Santana glared at Kurt and the poor boy shrunk back, "Alrighty then," widening his eyes and hastily smiling.
Rachel frowned and grabbed Santana's arm pulling her away from the crowd, "San you're causing a scene. I'm not drinking! I haven't even touched the beer."
"You can't be here!" Santana placed her hands on her hips, and she felt herself sober up extremely quick.
"But why Santana? That's not fair!" Rachel stomped her foot suddenly finding her voice, "You used to go to parties with Puck when you were a freshman!"
"That's different!" Santana snapped.
"How!?" Rachel asked confused.
"Cuz it just is!" Santana wrapped her hand around Rachel's and dragged the girl towards the back, "Let's see what Puck says about this." She grumbled as she shoved people out of her way.
The girls found their brother leaning against a tree, making out with a junior girl from the volleyball team.
"Puck" Santana called him, but Puck was completely engrossed in the lip lock. "PUCK!"
"What?" He tore away from the girl and held her away at arms length. The girl suddenly threw her head back and giggled, dragging a hand along Puck's rock hard abs, "Why are we stopping", she mumbled and swayed.
"Rachel?!" Puck nervously laughed and shoved the girl away from him. His eyes glanced back and forth between his sisters before they landed on Santana. "What is she doing here?" He snapped.
"That's what I'd like to know!" Santana walked over and stood beside Puck, the two towering over the tiny brunette. "Wait a minute is that my new shirt!"
Rachel chose to ignore the question and decided it would be best to leave the part out about how Kurt managed to bribe Jacob Ben Israel into using his brand new learner's permit and driving them over here in his grandmother's 1977 buick. She decided it would be best to skip the whole part about running a red light and almost crashing into a tree thanks to Jacob's superb driving skills. She also thought it would be best if she just skipped over the part about Kurt promising Jacob with a.. how did he put it again...oh right, with an 'exotic' consolation prize by the name of Santana Corcoran.
Rachel cleared her throat. "If you must know I was invited. So I came with my friends. Just like you guys."
"We said you couldn't come." Puck folded his toned arms across his chest.
"But Noah, that's not fair! I promise I won't consume any alcoholic beverage or engage in a full on lip lock with anyone. I just want to have fun. Pleaseee Noah?" Rachel stuck out her bottom lip and her brother fell under the spell.
It worked like a charm every time, the tough jock was powerless when it came to his little sister.
"Fine. We're leaving soon anyway."
"What?" Santana shouted in anger and disbelief.
"Chill out San. We're outta here in twenty minutes. I gotta drop some of the guys off at home." Puck placed his hand on Rachel's shoulder, "Behave you two" and went off to look for his lady friend.
Rachel grinned at Santana in the annoying little sister way and the brunette growled, "Your lucky he's thinking with the wrong head right now."
The rest of the night Santana stood sulking off to the side, never leaving her eyes off her sister. Anger oozed out of her body as she watched Rachel throw her head back and laugh as she repoured herself another cup of juice.
Quinn was talking to her but the brunette wasn't paying attention.
"I'm gonna go find my brother. It's time to go." She pushed off the wall and went in search of the dumb ass.
Finn bumped into Kurt and a wide grin split across his face, "No way what are you doing here little bro?"
Kurt looked up and quickly covered his nose with his hand, "You smell like a bar."
Finn stepped back and laughed in Kurt's face and his eyes suddenly landed on the petit brunette beside him.
"Rachel!" He towered over the tiny girl and draped a large arm around her.
"Finn!" Rachel laughed enthusiastically and wrapped her arms around his torso.
"Rachel are you feeling okay?" Kurt asked his friend and watched the strange yet amusing interaction between his step-brother and his best friend.
Mercedes suddenly reappeared, clinging off the arm of a beefy football player. "Ohmygosh Kurt you have to try this juice." She shoved her red cup under her firends nose and Kurt nearly gagged at the stench.
"Ooo gimme some more!" Rachel snatched the cup and quickly gulped down the remainder of the juice.
"Hey save me some!" Mercedes grabbed her cup back and frowned when she looked inside.
"Oops all gone" Rachel laughed and squeezed her body into Finn, hugging his torso tighter, liking the way she fit snuggly itno his side.
"Mercedes that is not juice!" Kurt squealed and moved the 'juice' away from his friends. "It's been spiked!" He saw Santana, Quinn, Brittany and Puck make their way over and suddenly feared for his and Rachel's life.
"Excuse you Finnessa back the hell away from my sister." Santana shoved the large kid away from Rachel.
"Hey Santa-nana that's not very nice." Rachel giggled and leaned into her sister, wagging her finger.
A look of shock and anger settled across the older girl's face as she smelled the unmistakable stench of alcohol waft off of Rachel.
"Are you drunk!?" Santana yelled at the same time Puck asked, "Is she drunk?"
"Someone spiked the punch bowl." Kurt answered then decided it would be best to keep his mouth shut when the two oldest Corcorans shot him daggers with their eyes.
"I didn't drink any alcoholic I promise!" Rachel hiccuped and laughed as she fell into Santana's arms.
Santana looked down wide eyed at her sister's drunken form shaking with laughter and bubbling spit onto her shirt. She stiffly held Rachel up and slowly turned her head, her eyes cutting into Puck, giving him the deadliest look ever.
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