It's been about two weeks since Finn, Mike and my Ke$ha performance. Mr. Schue has been asked by the weird principle guy to do songs about alcohol awareness at an assembly thing next Friday. He want us to choose the song we're gonna do, but he has to okay it first.
Rachel has decided to have a party at her house tonight because her Dads are out of town. Finn asked me to go with him, and said his parents said I could spend the night as long as in the morning we have our clothes on if we're both under the sheets.
I don't know why we'd be naked under the sheets when we wake up. I almost always go to sleep with clothes on, so why would I be naked when I wake up? It makes no sense.
"Alright class, I'll see you on Monday." Mr. Schue says
He must have been talking for awhile, because everyone else seems close to falling asleep. Finn puts his arm around me as we leave for our lockers, and keeps it around me 'til we get to his car.
"So are you excited about tonight?" I ask
"Kinda. But I know that Rachel is going to try something if she drinks."
"Well, I won't let her. You're mine. She can't have you. I'll make sure she knows that." I smile at him.
"Well, I'm glad that I'm yours."
"Yeah, I remember you saying that quite a few times in the last few days."
He blushes, and I can't help but smirk.
Rachel's party is in like ten minutes, and Finn, Kurt, Blaine and I are sitting in his car, about seven minutes away. Finn and I are dressed casual, jeans and a t-shirt for him, and a skirt with a white shirt for me. Okay, so maybe I'm not dressed casual, but I look hot, so that's casual for me. Kurt and Blaine have on their school uniforms, and I gotta say, if Finn went to that school, I'd have him wear it all the time. He'd look hot in it.
Finn rings the doorbell, and Rachel answers, a smile on her face.
"You guys came!" She squeals.
"Yeah. Where's everyone else?" Finn asks
"Well, they're all down in the basement. You guys are the last to arrive, so yeah. Umm, Puck got some booze so…"
"Cool, let's go Finn." I say as I lead them down the steps to where everyone else is.
The party at this point can't even be called a party. Everyone is standing around, not really doing anything. Rachel comes down the steps last, and seems kind of disappointed.
"Alright, now that we're all here, it's time to get this party started." Rachel says
Nobody moves. We just all kind of look at each other. I decide to be the brave one. I walk over to the cooler, and grab two bottles. Santana sees me going up, and decides to follow my example.
"On three?" I ask as we both open one of the two bottles we have.
"One, two, three." She whispers
We both take a long drink, and when we stop, about three fourths of our bottles are gone.
"Who wants to get drunk!" We yell
Everyone else is still kind of wary, but grab bottles. I hand Finn his, and I see Rachel standing where she was before.
"C'mon Rach! Live a little! This is your party. Have a drink or five."
I grab another bottle and hand it to her. She opens it, and after a sip, instantly seems to loosen up. That's how we end up playing spin the bottle. At first, it's really boring, but then Rachel and Blaine kiss, and things get heated. Kurt seems to get jealous, and I feel bad for my Dolphin.
The song "Like A G6" comes on, and then next thing I know, I'm standing on what I think is a washing machine, and Finn is throwing money at me while I dance. I know he's not drunk, because he's our driver, but I like to see him having fun, and he likes to throw money at me while I dance, so I'm not complaining.
"C'mon Britt, it's time to go." Finn says as he picks me up off the couch that I was laying on after my performance.
"Where are we going?"
My head kills. I wake up to find myself wrapped up in Finn's arms, nice and warm, but with a killer headache. I try to move, to get up, but it hurts too much.
"Morning Britt." Finn mumbles into my hair.
"What happened last night?"
"You passed out just as we were about to leave, so I carried you to the car, then down here. I took your shoes off, and then got into bed. Oh wait, I did get you some aspirin." He says, then hands we a glass of water along with the pills.
"Thanks Finny, you're the best."
I'm about to fall back asleep, when Carol barges in. She pulls the covers down, and then yells something at Finn that is too fast for me to understand. Finn bolts out of bed, and starts speaking to his mom in a normal voice.
Then they leave the room, and I fall back asleep.
It's Monday morning, and I feel as bad as I felt on that first morning. Finn got into some trouble because I spent the night, but mostly because Burt forget to tell Carol he okayed it.
"Hey guys. I got whatcha need to fix you right up." Artie says as Puck wheels him into school."
He opens a thermos that was in his lap, and hands everyone a cup. He says that it'll help us with our hangovers.
That's how we end up singing "Blame It (On the Alcohol)" to Mr. Schue. Everyone is singing, and it kills my head. But all I really have to do is sit on one of the moving couches and dance. It's good because I don't know if I could stand long enough to dance like I normally do.
"Wow you guys, that was really good. I believed that you were actually drunk." Mr. Schue says. We all smile, if only he knew. "But that song is more about having fun while drinking. I don't think that's a good idea."
The next day is Friday, and Mr. Schue comes in looking drunk. He tells us he found the perfect song for us.
We don't have much time to practice dance moves, but that's okay, because most of us wouldn't be able to do most of them anyway. I get the lead, which means I get to dance, which is awesome, because I have my limbs under control again. Rachel gives us cups with some gross purple stuff in it. I drink it, and instantly regret it.
"Good luck" Finn whispers as he kisses me right before the curtain goes up.
"Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy(Hey, what up girl?)Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city(Lets go)Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming backI'm talking pedicure on our toes, toesTrying on all our clothes, clothesBoys blowing up our phones, phonesDrop-topping, playing our favorite CDsPulling up to the partiesTrying to get a little bit tipsyDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock, on the clockBut the party don't stop, noAin't got a care in world, but got plenty of beerAin't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already hereAnd now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swaggerBut we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick JaggerI'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunkBoys tryin' to touch my junk, junkGonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunkNow, now, we go until they kick us out, outOr the police shut us down, downPolice shut us down, downPo-po shut usDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noDJ, you build me upYou break me downMy heart, it poundsYeah, you got meWith my hands upYou got me nowYou got that soundYeah, you got meDJ, you build me upYou break me downMy heart, it poundsYeah, you got meWith my hands upPut your hands upPut your hands upNow, the party don't start 'til I walk in"
I do the splits, and everyone goes wild. I wish they'd stop screaming so loud. It's giving me a headache along with the fact that my stomach doesn't feel good."Don't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers up"
Then I throw up on Rachel. It's actually pretty funny, but it makes San throw up too, so I feel bad. There's complete silence in the auditorium.
I run off stage, San right behind me. We make it to the bathroom before throwing up again. Soon we hear all the other girls come in, and all the stalls are filled.
Twenty minutes later, we're all on empty stomachs, and stumble out of the bathroom, supporting each other. The guys are outside, and as we come out, each of our boys takes us, leading us out to their cars.
"I'm sorry Finny. I screwed up big time."
"Naw, you were great.. Except when you threw up on Rachel. That was kinda gross. But you should have seen everyone's faces. It was great. Why don't we talk about this later. I'll take you back to my place, and we'll get some food into you, and then you can sleep it off. K?"
I really liked this episode, so I thought I'd put a Fittany spin on it. Let me know what you think please!