A/N: Oh Lord, so let me explain myself.
Whew, that first chapter was rushed, as was the story summary and all that. I was absolutely crunched for time, and I'm sorry!
BTW, I have since updated the summary to something MUCH better!
I also realized I had completely forgotten a disclaimer... to which I say "Whoops!" and also "Oh well." (* Shrugs*)
I'm gonna TRY to update more regularly, but I make no promises because my schedule is the spawn of the devil.
One more thing before I end this ridiculously long A/N: I can't promise this'll always be written in script form. I kinda go with the flow, and I'm adaptable! Don't hate me, please! And as always, Enjoy!
(*Scene opens at the party. PUCK and SPENCER making out on a couch in the background, both of them clearly drunk. Aria sitting at a small table with a bowl of chips, looking around disinterestedly*)
RANDOM GUY: (*Stumbles up to Aria's table and leans on it heavily*)(*Slurs*) Hey, baby, you want a beer?
ARIA: Umm… no thanks. I'm a designated driver. (*Tries to smile politely, but only manages an uncomfortable grimace*)
GUY: Welp! Sucks to be youuuuuuuu! (*Lifts beer to mouth, and falls over*)
ARIA: (*eyeing the man in slight disgust*) Okay... so that's gross...
EZRA: (*Emerges from crowd and stumbles up to Aria, falling into a seat*) Hey babe! (*Laughs drunkenly*) Want a drink? (*Falls over onto table*)
ARIA: (*in head*) Is that lipstick on his collar?
(*QUINN walks out of a bedroom, hanging onto some dude's arm*)
ARIA: (*in head*) Hey! Quinn's here! And where Quinn is...
(*SANTANA goes running by, crying hysterically, chasing some guy*)
ARIA: (*in head*) … Santana is sure to follow. (*Smiles to herself*)
SANTANA: Hey! Come back here with that beer! I wasn't finished yet!
(*MIKE, EMILY, MARLEY, CALEB, and TINA arrive, entering the front door loaded down with cases of beer and water bottles*)
ARIA: (*standing up*) Hey! Look who's here! Our old friends who don't love us anymore since they graduated college! (*Hugs each of them warmly*) So, you're not too old for a little college party like this?
CALEB: One never outgrows loud music and free beer.
EMILY: (*Laughs*) You got that right.
MARLEY: (*Looking Aria over*) So, designated driver, huh?
ARIA: Yep. (*Holds up keys and shakes them*) You too?
MARLEY: (*Holds up her own keys with a smile*) Yep.
ARIA: Well, there's this really awesome little corner I found, and- (*turns to point at where she had been sitting, a drunken guy is slumped over 2 of the chairs, covered in puke*)- I guess it's gone now.
(*ARIA and MARLEY laugh*)
MARLEY: So I was talking to Quinn earlier, and you won't believe what Rachel Berry did to her!
ARIA: (*Slightly surprised*) Rachel? You mean little, angelic Rachel Berry? Oh, I can't wait to hear this! What? Did she swap her toothbrush for a slightly less firm one?
MARLEY: (*Smirks*) Well...
(*Girls walk away, laughing and chatting*)
(*Scene cuts to EMILY, in the kitchen*)
EMILY: (*Leaning on counter, sipping vodka from her flask and watching the party around her*)
HANNA: (*Enters the kitchen drunkenly clutching a bottle of Corona, stumbling over the edge of the rug and spilling some of it onto the floor*) Hey, Em!
EMILY: (*Looks Hanna up and down, the looks away*) Hello, Hanna.
HANNA: (*Sets bottle down on counter and smiles obliviously*) So this party is like, amazing, or what? (*Laughs*)
EMILY: (*Uninterested*) Sure. (*Looks away and raises flask to mouth*) Although I'm sure you'd have a much more credible opinion.
HANNA: (*Laughs*) What?
EMILY: Well, you've seen most of it, it appears. (*Looks over Hanna 's disheveled appearance critically*)
HANNA: (*Puppy Dog eyes in full effect*) Awww, come on, Em. Don't be like that. (*Nudges her in the side*)
EMILY: (*Shifts away slightly, regarding Hanna silently with a single eyebrow raised*)
HANNA: (*Trying desperately to lighten the mood*) Hey, uh, did I tell you? Artie's coming!
EMILY: (*Laughs accusingly*) And I suppose he called and told you this?
HANNA: (*Nods eagerly*) Yep!
EMILY: Oh... (*Raises eyebrows and nods sarcastically as she leans on the counter nonchalantly, turning away from Hanna*)
HANNA: (*Smiles uneasily*) Uh, are you okay Em? Did I do something to piss you off? Cuz if so, I totally take it back! (*Tries another heart-winning smile*)
EMILY: (*Remains silent, takes a sip from her flask*)
HANNA: (*smile fades*) Emily. Hello? I'm speaking here. WHAT is your issue? (*Voice rising*)
EMILY: (*Spins on her, throwing up her hands*) Oh, Nothing... Nothing at all. I'm happy, actually! It's nice to know you at least pick up the phone for somebody.
HANNA: (*Sighs in frustration*) Seriously, Em? That's why you're mad? A few stupid missed calls!?
EMILY: (*Scoffs and rolls eyes*) A few.
HANNA: (*In disbelief*) Oh my God! You are SO melodramatic! (*Pissed off and beginning to sober up*)
EMILY: (*Crosses arms and leans back against the counter mockingly*) As if you even know what that word means.
HANNA: (*Opens mouth to say something, then closes it*)
EMILY: (*Sarcastic excitement*) Oh wow! What's that? Nothing? You mean to tell me the "oh so amazing Hanna Marin" is silent for once? Impossible!
HANNA: (*Quietly*) You don't have to be a bitch.
EMILY: (*Icily*) Yeah, because you're already filling that position, right Han?
HANNA: You know what? Whatever. (*Grabs her bottle and walks away*)
EMILY: (*Sighs*) Hanna!
HANNA: (*Raises middle finger in the air and keeps walking*)
EMILY: (*in head*) What in the hell is wrong with me? (*Groans and takes a large gulp of vodka, leaning her elbows on the counter, and placing her head in her hands*)
(*Scene cuts back to living room. Door flies open and ARTIE ABRAMS is standing there*)
ARTIE: THE PARTY'S HERE BITCHES! MAKIN' IT RAIN!
(*Throws a fistful of bills into the air, and all the bitches come running*)
(*SUGAR MOTTA and BRITTANY PIERCE suddenly pop their heads around behind him*)
SUGAR & BRITTANY: (*In unison*) We're hereeeee!
(*Everyone runs (Or stumbles, in some cases) from their various locations in the house to greet them, while the rest of the party continues on with their business*)
MIKE: Oh my God, Britt! (*Grabs her and spins her around*)
(*HANNA, EZRA, SANTANA, CALEB, SPENCER, EMILY, TINA, MARLEY, MERCEDES, PUCK, and QUINN group hug ARTIE, SUGAR, and BRITTANY*)
EMILY: Wow! (*Holds back Artie to look at him*) What are you guys doing in town? Did you come here all the way from Miami just for us?
SUGAR: Well, that, and we were running low on California Sausages! (*Laughs*) OH! And Kurt and Blaine couldn't make it, but they send their love and well wishes!
SANTANA: (*Slurring*) Aww, no gay face? (*Sighs, pulling Sugar into a hug and whispering drunkenly into her ear*) Hey, haha, yawanna knowa secret Sugaaaa? Hahaha Iluv kurtnblaine... Alots-n-lots-n-lots! Hahaha!
SUGAR: (*Laughing uneasily, carefully disentangling herself from Santana's drunken clutches*) Yeah, me too Santana... (*Steps away cautiously*)
BRITTANY: (*Sadly*) Lord Tubbington ate my favorite Yo-Yo.
TINA: (*Sighs*) I missed you Britt! (*Hugs her again*)
SANTANA: (*Humming Teenage Dream to herself happily as she stumbles away to a nearby couch, collapsing there face down*)
SUGAR: Okay wait, we're missing some. (*Looks around noting absences*) Where are Finn... Rachel, and... Sam?
QUINN: (*Laughs and waves hand dismissively, linking an arm around Sugar's shoulder*) Oh, don't you worry. We'll fill you in on all that, but later. Right now, let's PARTY! (*Begins fist pumping enthusiastically*)
(*Quinn and Sugar merge into the mass of bodies surrounding them, cheering loudly*)
ARTIE: (*Notices Hanna hugging Brittany, and walks up beside the pair to wait his turn*)
SUGAR: (*From somewhere in the crowd*) BRITT! Where you at girl!?
BRITTANY: (*Releases Hanna with a smile and whispers*) My mom says Sugar will give me diabetes, but I think she's pretty nice. (*Pats Hanna on shoulder and goes off in search of Sugar and Quinn*)
ARTIE: (*Sidles up to Hanna's side, and taps her on the shoulder*) And where is my lovely sister at? Can't a brotha get no love? (*Smiles and hugs Hanna tightly*) I missed you Han.
HANNA: (*Sighs*) I missed you too big brother... (*Holds on to him, not wanting to break the hug yet*)
ARTIE: Haha, umm, Han? (*Laughs semi-uncomfortably*)
HANNA: (*Muffled into Artie's hoodie*) MmHm?
ARTIE: Is there something... wrong? (*Holds her away to study her face*) I mean, aside from too much alcohol? (*Cue brotherly smile*)
HANNA: (*Small laugh*) Nothing we can't talk about later brother. For now, however, we've got some serious partying to do. (*Smiles brightly and takes Artie's hand, leading him out to the "dance floor"*)
(*Everyone cheers as the duo enters the dance area, because after all, who can resist those amazing Michael Jackson moves of Artie's?*)
+The party lasts well into the night+
A/N: I hope you liked it! Chapter 3 should be up soon-ish? I dunno, this is my first FanFic. Talk about nerve-wracking!
Oh yes, before I forget.
Shout out to my big sister (My lovely unofficial beta) Synful92. She inspired this madness! You should check out her first ever FanFic, "Whisper To A Scream" (I beta'ed it x]). It's pretty dope! Lol, I seriously love all of you guys! The FF community is AWESOME!
~ xoxo Kcuffy