Oh goodness please don't kill me, I love you all really I didn't mean to have such a long break. I've been so busy with family, friends, and school it's just a whole load of b.s. and then some. Grrr face is on right now. And I lost my Beta I think...haven't heard from her in awhile so yeah. But anyways, I'M BACK! Seriously I am so sorry you guys! Buttttttttt, Hi guys! First off, thanks to all of your who read and reviewed and favorited this story, it means a bunches to me, really it does. Secondly, I know I lost some readers, and I'm super sad about that, but hopefully they'll come back. The read count for this story has also been going down, so I'm down too :(. But reading your reviews made it ALLLL BETTER! Now on with the story.
DISCLAIMER: Ryan Murphy owns Glee, Glee is owned by Ryan Murphy. 'nough said.
Chapter 11
"Morning sleepy heads!" Rachel says brightly to the bleary eyed teens walking into the kitchen. She had been cooking since she and Sebastian had woken up. Sebastian, on the other hand, switched from sitting down to helping her cook. Well he ended up just pouring the batter into the waffle maker.
"I made breakfast!" Sebastian stated grinning cheekily. Rachel gasped in indignation and nudged him roughly.
"False! I did all the dirty work he was the one that just poured the batter."
"I made the end product," he says.
"Shut up!" Rachel yells, slapping the back part of his head.
"It's too early for foreplay you kinky fuckers." Puck mumbles.
"This is coming from McKinley High's sex shark, ladies and gentlemen." Rachel states dryly.
"So you admit it's foreplay," Santana yells excitedly, her head jolting up from it's previous resting place on the counter.
"Don't, just no. Shush!" Rachel says dryly. Santana smirks triumphantly. Rachel's response was to grab an apple and throw it at her. Santana caught it before it could explode all over her Cheerio! uniform.
"Damn Berry, you should've tried out for softball," Puck says, impressed.
"Just eat your damn food," Rachel mutters, ducking her head to hide her blush.
"Whoa you cussed again!" Puck exclaims.
"Noah, dear lord! You have heard me curse several times before this should not be such a surprise to you every time I curse."
"I'm so proud of you!" Santana and Puck both exclaim simultaneously.
"You are both terrible influences on me."
"We're teaching you to cuss, Seb here is gonna teach you the wonders of sex," Puck states seriously. Rachel blushes even more and runs upstairs, but not before flipping Noah off.
"Seb," Puck calls after a beat. Sebastian looks at him and they stare each other down for a few seconds.
"Hurt her and die got it?" Puck states after awhile.
"Wouldn't dream of it." Sebastian replies without skipping a beat.
"Make her cry and I chop off your balls," Santana warns.
"Make her sad and I mess up your face," Kurt states right after.
"Treat her like a princess or your ass is grass, got it?" Matt, Mike, and Artie say, crossing their arms.
"We will cut you," Tina and Mercedes state.
"Understood, now if you will all excuse me. Theere's a pretty girl upstairs and I think I should be there with her." Sebastian says walking away form the group of teenagers.
"No glove, no love," Brittany yells happily, causing Sebastian to chuckle. He casually jogs up the stairs and pauses in front of the door. He hears her humming and a slow smile creeps onto his face. Her voice truly is astonishing and that was saying something considering how he never, ever gives compliments.
"Knock, knock," he says resting against the door.
"Who is it?" she asks in a sing-song voice, of course.
"Your Prince Charming." He hears a gasp in response.
"Grant Gustin?" she asks breathlessly, whipping the door open. She quickly looks up and frowns prettily.
"Aww, it's just you." she says teasingly dismissive. She opens the door wider as an invitation for him to enter, which he does.
"Please, babe, I am definitely better than Grant Gustin," he scoffs, smoothly turning to face her. She looks at him passively, with her arms crossed.
"He is hotter than you can ever be," she says in all seriousness, "babe," she adds, mocking him.
"My voice is obviously better, and I'm definitely more fuckable than he is."
"What do you want Sebastian?"
"Ah, there is no refute ladies and gentlemen. I believe that Ms. Berry here does find me talented and fuckable. How flattering," he says smirking at her, slowly walking back to her.
"I could easily have Noah kick your ass, I hope you realize this," she says nonchalantly. In response, he simply smiles at her and grabs her hand gently.
"But then I would have to kick his ass, and we surely don't want that, do we now princess?" he asks bowing slightly and kissing the back of her hand. She blushes and he hides his grin by kissing her skin once more. She, however, can still feel his grin through the kiss, which causes her to blush furthermore and smile impishly to herself. He straightens himself, and looks down at her still slightly grinning.
"Are you done with your regime, or whatever you were doing up here?" he asks.
"Yes I am, are you ready to go to dreary old McKinley?"
"Do I get to face off against the fumbling Green Giant again?"
"Probably, yes. He's going to pick a fight with you, you realize."
"Yes, I do and I am waiting to kick his sorry ass."
"Sebastian," she says condescendingly.
"Rachel," he replies mockingly.
"Leave him alone, why would you need to stoop to his level?"
"I am not stooping to his level. Since he picks the fight I'm defending my honor, and yours." he winks, and Rachel blushes.
"And there it is again," he says softly, brushing the pad of his thumb along her cheek. He clears his throat quickly and steps away.
"Shall we venture towards school, milady?" he asks gallantly, offering his arm to her.
"Why thank you, Sir Sebastian." she says laughing wholeheartedly, taking his arm and they both walk down the stairs to find the group at the bottom already prepared for school.
"Damn, that was a fast quickie," Santana comments.
''There's a reason why they call them quickies," Rachel retorts and everyone chuckles at her quick response.
"So what are we doing about Preggo Barbie and Prince of the Idiots?" Mercedes asks.
"Nothing, guys, nothing at all. Do not pick fights with them, especially Finn, neither of them are worth it," Rachel responds cutting everyone else off.
"Awww, come on Rach! They deserve everything that's coming to them!" Noah exclaims.
"Exactly! Rachel, honey, they're nothing but bitchy whores and self-entitled hypocrites. Why can't we get some sweet, sweet revenge?" Kurt asks pleadingly.
"Kurt! I thought you were against violence!" Rachel states, aghast.
"Not when it comes to them honey."
"Rachel, really, we won't do anything too bad. But if we see them and they look like they're about to start something, we beat their asses first." Mike states, as if it's the simplest thing in the world.
"And what happens if Figgins catches you guys? Sue? You will be expelled and then what?"
"Oh please, Figgins never steps out of his damn office. And Sue would probably watch with fucking popcorn to see which Glee kid would die," Santana says, rolling her eyes. Rachel sighs, defeated, knowing Santana was right.
"Just...no one. Don't hurt yourselves, please?" Rachel asks, worried. They all laughed and hugged her.
"Rach, don't you have more trust in us?" Matt asks, mocking hurt.
"I do, but they're the king and queen of the school, who knows who would help them?"
"If anything the school would side with us, they're all a bunch of bitches and pussies anyways," Noah says dismissively.
"If you say so. Alright, let's leave, I am not going to be late for school."
"Rach it's so early," Artie says placating her, or rather attempting to placate her.
"I still want to get there, I have to replace my extra clothes anyway." Everyone immediately agreed hearing that. The last time Rachel forgot to bring her extra clothes she became incredibly sick because she didn't have a change of clothes. She nearly had pneumonia from the ice. In addition, the hockey team has practice in the morning and letting Rachel go by herself was completely unsafe for the tiny girl. They all piled into their respective cars and drove off to school.
*AT SCHOOL*
"Let me get that parking spot Mike!" Puck yells, rolling the window down. Mike laughs instead and smoothly parks into the spot Puck wanted. He and Matt high fived while laughing at Puck who drove by and flipped them off. Puck had no choice but to park next to Finn. No one ever wanted to park next to Finn because of the constant incidents of Finn hitting cars with his door, trying to get out. He was a clumsy fuck, and it didn't help that his height made it even more difficult for him to get out of his car.
"Fuck you asshat! I had to park next to dumb fuck!" Puck hollers, helping Artie into his chair and rolling him to Mike and Matt.
"My dad was so pissed when I came home with the scratch I wasn't risking it." Mike stated, trying to stifle his chuckles. He waved the rest of the group over and they quickly reached the four boys.
"Awww, I'm sorry Noah," Rachel says comfortingly rubbing his arm.
"What happened?" Sebastian asked confused.
"No one ever likes to park next to Finn." Tina states.
"Damn, he must be as unbearable as I thought," Sebastian mused.
"That and the dumb fudgepacker is notorious for scratching cars."
"You fuckers better not make me park next to him then. My baby is precious," Sebastian says warningly.
"Speaking of your baby, she's a beaut." Puck whistles, admiring his car.
"Yes she is, worth every penny that's for sure," Sebastian replied smiling. The girls rolled their eyes and began to walk towards the school.
"So, Rachie, what are we doing for the weekend?" Brittany asks, excited.
"Well, what do you want to do Britt?"
"We should have a whole weekend sleepover!" she exclaims, clapping her hands.
"Sleepover it is!"
"So what are we doing ladies?" Puck asks, slinging his arms around Santana and Rachel.
"We," Santana says gesturing towards all the girls, "are hanging out over the weekend."
"You guys can do what y'all want," Mercedes adds.
"We want to be with you girls." he replies, giving them a pouty face.
"Tough babe," Santana replies, smirking.
"Santana, be nice." Rachel says softly.
"Yeah Satan, be nice." Puck mocks.
"Fuck off," she says, punching his arm.
"Noah, we're having a girls only sleepover." Rachel states exasperated. She quickly turns the dial on her locker and puts in all her clothes and grabs the necessary books.
"Cool, why can't it be with guys too?"
"Because it can't Noah," Rachel replies closing her locker. He leans against it.
"Come on babe please!"
"NO Puckerman!" Santana retorts.
"No one asked you Satan." Puck says moving closer to Santana, and Santana moves too.
"No one asked you to ask us either and now look where we are." Santana hisses, looking up at him. Puck smirks looking down at her.
"Damn, someone needs to get you guys a room," Sebastian comments, causing everyone except Puck and Santana to chuckle.
"They will, soon, just wait for it." Mike says smirking at the angry pair.
"Fuck you guys," they reply simultaneously.
END CHAPTER
Alright guys, again I am so sorry. I did not mean to take a 3 month hiatus, that was completely by accident. So much stuff has been going on I haven't even had the time to login to fanfiction. However I will be updating more, and my goal for the next chapter is either by Monday or Tuesday. Depends on how many reviews I get guys. So please review, critique, comment, anything. No flames though, your unhappiness is not wanted here. Anyways I want to thank all my faithful readers, comment if you want a shout out. By the way, I just wanted to say I am here for all of you, any of you. If anyone has any problems, and you feel like no one else will listen or understand. I am here for all of you guys. So private message me, comment, any type of communication and I will respond.
Keep calm, and keep reading.
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