Quinn peered around the dingy tool shed, which was being used for a party room at the moment. Brian was grinding against some muscular black guy and all the other counselors weren't talking. About seven (including her and Brian) had showed up.
"Okay…" the counselor named Shelley said "I know how to spice this party up!" Quinn cringed. This girl was even whiter than herself.
"How's that?" Patrick, the kid Brian had been dancing with, asked, sweaty and out of breath.
"Spin the bottle!" Shelley gleefully cried out. A few of the other counselors chuckled and some groaned. "How about we introduce ourselves first?" Maggie, who had shown up for some reason, suggested.
"Good idea." Quinn chimed in, standing up. "I'm Quinn Fabray. I'm sixteen, and uh…, I like knitting." She laughed into her hand.
"I'm Brian Mobrel. I'm seventeen and I like going to dance clubs." Brian did some kind of shimmy. Quinn chuckled, thinking of Kurt. She was homesick. Hell, she was school sick.
"I'm Maggie Piper." Maggie tucked a curly piece of dark purple hair behind her ear. Quinn noticed she had a few piercings. "I like to play the bass."
"I'm Patrick." He laughed and nervously stared at his feet. "I like playing basketball."
"I'm Dan." A tall, brunette boy said, scratching behind his ear. "I like…uh…stuff." He scratched the back of his knee.
"I'm Shelley!" the blonde clapped and her ponytail bounced. "I like swimming, reading, writing…" "One thing at a time sweetheart." Claire, the only counselor left to introduce herself cut off Shelley.
"I'm Claire." The skinny, raven-haired girl smirked "And I brought the booze." She leaned over to get a bright red cooler and fished out an empty bottle. "Let's play!"
The seven of them sat on the chilly concrete floor. There were four girls, Shelley, Claire, Maggie, and Quinn. Then there were three guys. Dan, Brian, and Patrick. Uneven numbers tended to lead to 'interesting' things in terms of spin the bottle.
"Okay, ground rules." Shelley clasped her hands together. "Only kissing on the lips, only boy and girl, no touching," the rest of the counselors groaned. "Fine, do whatever the hell you want. I'm only kissing boys." Shelley spun the bottle then crossed her arms. It landed on Brian. Patrick chuckled and Brian reluctantly leaned over towards Shelley, who was more than willing to kiss him. He shot back down after two seconds. "Okay Brian, now you choose someone."
Brian pointed to Dan, who nervously laughed. He spun it and saw it land on Claire. She laughed and leaned over, clutching the side of his face. He froze, but let her kiss him. She licked her lips and peered around the room, looking for someone to choose.
"Quinn." She pointed a heavily ringed finger. Quinn laughed, praying she got a boy. She had only kissed a girl twice. She lightly grabbed the bottle's sides and turned it. She stared at her feet while the bottle kept spinning. The sound it made finally stopped and she looked up. Maggie made a small waving motion. Shit.
But she wanted to experiment, right? Her and Rachel weren't in a committed relationship. Hell, she was probably making out with Finn right now. She crawled to the middle of the circle where Maggie was leaning over. She pressed her lips against Maggie's and waited to see what her response was. All she did was lean in. Quinn noticed she smelled like cinnamon and a sudden rush of lust ran over her. She grabbed the side of Maggie's face. Maggie moved her lips and they made out while Brian chuckled and Shelley scoffed.
Quinn leaned in closer and closer. She felt Maggie's ring pressing into her arm and her fingers run through her hair.
"Quinn, honey, give someone else a turn." Brian broke the moment and Quinn opened her eyes, staring Maggie up and down. "Uh…" Quinn stood up and brushed her bottom off "I need to go head back to my cabin. Night everybody." She pushed open the door, peering around to see if any of the older counselors were out. Just a few smoking. She ran to her cabin, trying not to stumble over her shoelaces. She felt like she wanted to cry. Why? Because she felt like she betrayed Rachel?
She quickly grabbed some sleep clothes from her dresser and trudged to the bathroom. She wanted to be home already.