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Author's Note: Here I am back again with a second chapter. =) I got a few hits on the first which I don't blame those of you that didn't read it right away...I usually skip any story not over 1k myself. So at least let me redeem myself with this chapter...hopefully. I promise there is Faberry okay. It's gonna be a slow...but kinda quick appearance. It'll happen in roughly the fifth-ish chapter. I'm writing that one right now actually. As I type out this one, I'm scribbling away with my pen.
Dusk til Dawn: Chapter Two
The door to the choir room swung open to reveal the pair, Santana and Rachel, to six sets of eyes. A confused looking blond, hair pulled up into a perfect ponytail and a clean cheerio uniform, rushed forward enveloping the Latina in a hug.
"I was scared San." Is the muffled statement.
"I know B. I'm okay." Santana whispers wrapping her arms around the tall dutch girl.
Hazel eyes stare down Rachel before a half smile quirks pink lips. A pale hand reaches up to quickly run through choppy unkempt pink hair. A sleeveless black shirt covers her upper half, a black purse dangling on her shoulder and a tye dyed type black/grey/white skirt was tied to her hips. A belly button ring stood out on the sliver of skin shown. A pair of black combat boots finish the girls attire.
"Rachel," The slightly nasally, raspy voice of the girl greets.
"Quinn," Rachel responds with a beaming smile.
A throat is cleared and all eyes snap to the feminine boy whose facial features resemble that of a baby pig. His eyebrows are drawn up in an amused expression, one hand clasped to the Marc Jacobs shoulder bag strapped across his chest and the other intertwined with the taller more masculine boy. The smaller of the two boys had gravity defiant soft brown hair and fair skin, his clothes were a designer match of blues and black and well style pair of black slip ons. His companion had gelled black hair, an easygoing smile and gentle green eyes. A fitted blue polo by Ralph Lauren and a simple pair of khaki slacks are his attire, his feet covered by a well worn pair of leather looking loafers. To there right is a muscular built boy with an impish grin on his face, his eyebrows raised in a suggestive manner. One hand rests on his chest over the material of his grey v-neck, the other clutched on the belt of his frayed blue jeans. his black van covered feet shifting from side to side.
"Hey Jew babe, Santana," His mellow voice greets even though his brown eyes were drawn to the embracing girls.
"Noah, Kurt, Blaine," Rachel smiles at the group. "I'm glad to see your all okay."
"Hate to break up this sickening love fest," Comes the bitter voice of Sue. "But we need to keep moving. These things are drawn to noise and I'm sure 'Tinkerbell' over there is about to start singing or reciting a monologue that no one cares to hear." She motions to Rachel with her thumb, her other hand clutching her teenagers look at the Coach with varying displays of disbelief before following the woman when she storms off.
"Yentl," Her voice calls out from the front of the group. "Bring up the rear."
A girlish scream sounds from the rear of the group followed by a loud crack of the aluminum bat meeting skull.
"Really, Puck, I didn't know you had a scream like that." Comes from an amused Kurt.
"It tried to fucking eat me!" Puck screams back running a shaky hand through his mow-hawk.
"Looks like Rachel stopped it." Brittany says looking blankly at the dead body. "That was the creepy librarian my cat was selling pages of my diary to."
Everyone pauses to stare at the tall blond, Sue's eyebrows furrow before she spun and resumed her marching. Realizing their leader was leaving the rest scrambled to catch up.
"So wait, Jew babe, when did you become so bad ass?" Puck's voice drifts from the middle of the pack.
"Coach Sylvester saved me from a zombie cheerio and demanded I take the bat and fill the girls position in her army." The diva's eyebrows were raised as if she didn't believe her own story. " I tried to refuse but she told me she'd shoot me with her shotgun. I used to be the second best hitter at the Synagogues summer softball games. It is hard, however, to attack another human being. I just keep imagining I'm acting in some low budget horror movie."
"That's the thing Rachel this is real, not some stupid thing we can turn off and forget about." Quinn finally speaks up her thumb resting against her bottom lip.
"No shit Q. Berry totally saved my ass back there. So if she wants to finally level herself up to being a bad ass Charizard, so be it!" Santana says.
"Umm...Santana..." Comes from Kurt.
"Aw, you think I'm a cute little Charmander right now Santana? That is very sweet. I do believe I would be more of a-" Rachel starts but is cut off.
"What twinkle toes?" Santana growls towards Kurt effectively cutting off Rachel and ignoring her all at the same time.
"Was that seriously a Pokemon reference?"
"So what if it was?" Her cheeks show a faint blush, Brittany's hand reaches out to clasp hers.
"I totally love Pokemon. Ash is so hot." Brittany chirps.
"You do know its a car-" A loud 'thwack' interrupts Blaine. Kurt is seen quickly shaking his head. "Never mind."
The cocking of the shotgun startles them, but if you were to ask them what they thought of seeing an angry Sue Sylvester firing two rounds into the plump, zombified office lady, Ms Keebler, they'd have varying degrees of horror.
"Sloppy babies!" Sue cries out after the corpse drops to the floor. "We need to move faster if we are going to get to the school buses." She growls as she picks up pace to a light jog.
"Dude..." Puck murmurs. "I totally think my nuts just shriveled up in fear."
"Jesus Puckerman!" Quinn screeches in disgust as she jogs after the track suited woman.
"Come on guys." Blaine speaks again as he grips Kurt's hand pulling him along.
Puck looks to Rachel who gives him a soft smile, patting his arm. They watch Brittany and Santana fall in line behind the others.
"I got your back. Your my main Jew." Rachel murmurs to him.
"I'm your only Jew, hot mama." He grins wolfishly before clasping his slightly clammy hand around hers.
Alright y'all here is Chapter Two. Let me know what you think. Love it? Hate it? Click that lil button that says 'Review' and tell me all about it.