A/N: I know. It has been forever and probably no one is reading this story anymore. But I am determined to finish this eventually so hopefully I haven't lost too many of you. I tried something new with this chapter. I am already working on the next chapter so hopefully the wait is not that long. Please let me know if this works, and if you have any questions, corrections, pointers, please send them my way.
Happy reading, RM
Chapter 9
September was quickly coming to an end. It had been three weeks since the weird run in with Alex at the cemetery and the slushie incident, over a month since school had started. Karofsky and the football goons had slowly made their way through all three new members (Sam was hit the next day despite his football player status while they waited two whole weeks to get Lindsay). They also re-slushied Rachel, Kurt, Mercedes, Artie, Tina and pretty much anyone else who wasn't a cheerleader or football player. They had tried to get Santana but Brittany, Quinn and Puck had practically forbidden it and protected her. All in all the slushie blitzkrieg made Glee Club so much closer. They were quickly melding the new members into their dysfunctional family.
Life has been known to hit you when you are down, and many times life is notorious for giving you more then you think you can handle. Santana knew this fact and considering that she thought, or at least felt, like she was hitting that point at the beginning of the school year the current predicament she found herself in confused the heck out of the Slayer. Simply put, Santana felt like she wasn't needed at the moment.
Although Santana knew that she would eventually jinx herself for thinking this, she felt that since school had started, life had gotten easier for her. She didn't know if a Slayer was allowed to even think thoughts like that, but that was how she felt. The vampire tidal wave she had been fighting off had seemed to completely stop, and for the last three weeks Sue had not been riding her as hard. In fact Sue just seemed constantly distracted. Her training time with Coach Sylvester had been cut in half, and from what she had heard from the Cheerios (Brittany and Quinn seemed to be completely confused when Santana asked them about it) she would show up even later then usual for practice. It wasn't like Coach Sylvester to put the Cheerios off on the backburner. She may be forcing them to practice just as hard, but it was in a smaller amount of time and with less viciousness then usual. Coach had something else on her mind, and it seemed that the Cheerios and Santana were not on the top of her priority list. It wasn't normal but Santana was too relieved to worry about it.
If anything Santana was beginning to feel like her life was returning to the level of normalcy it was before she became a slayer. She was able to focus on her work, focus on her friends. She hated to say it but she was actually feeling a lot happier. The world, for now, wasn't on her shoulders anymore and she was going to take full advantage of that aspect while she had it.
Which is why, Santana sat in the choir room, on a Friday, looking forward to her first free weekend since she had been told of her destiny, smiling contently at her fellow Glee Clubbers as everyone slowly strolled in. She was freaking everyone out but she didn't care. Brittany just lit up when she saw happy Santana seated on the chairs in the room because she was so excited to see this version of Santana in public. Puck and Quinn looked from Santana to each other raising their eyebrows suspiciously and then sat around the Latina as well. Finally Puck decided to ask the question that the entire room was wanting to find out, but only their small group was privy too.
"What's with the smile Santana? I think your bitch face is broken."
Santana playfully shoved him but refused to let the smile drop from her face. "Shut up Puckerman. Just appreciate it while it's around. And if you must know, its cause Coach gave me the weekend off. No training, no mandatory patrols. It's like Christmas came early." Santana didn't even notice the worried glance Quinn and Brittany shot each other.
Puck however clapped his hands excitedly. "Sylvester must have read my mind." Santana, Quinn, and Brittany all shot him a 'what the hell are you talking about look' so Puck began to elaborate. "Matt's coming back to visit from LA this weekend. I am throwing a party tonight in his honor. A pre-party for the Glee Club only will start at 8 so we can be completely trashed before we have to deal with the other closed minded people at this school. You can totally come now."
Santana's smile kind of dropped at this. "How is this the first time I am hearing about this Puck? I thought we were friends?" From the looks on Quinn's and Brittany's faces this was the first they were hearing about it too.
Puck backtracked a bit, lowering his voice so once again only their small group would for sure hear him. "I assumed you three were going to be doing the normal Slayer Patrol routine this weekend so instead of making you guys grumble about the fact that you are sacrificing your teenage years to the cause, I decided not to tell you. Sorry. Just come you guys. I will make sure to have all of your favorite drinks there and make sure there is ample dance room for Brittany." Brittany's face lit up the minute the word dance was uttered so Santana knew Puck had won her over.
"Fine but you better have the best tequila you can find Puck or I swear I will end you. If I am going to party I am going to party hard."
"That's my girl." Puck extended a hand for a high five, but Santana immediately gave him the signature 'are you kidding me?' look so he his hand dropped just as fast. He turned to the other two blondes. "Are you girls in?'
Brittany spoke up first. "You said dancing. I love dancing." It didn't really answer the question but the entire group knew that was Brittany's way of saying yes.
Puck then turned to Quinn. "Q?"
Quinn just shrugged. "Why stay at home lonely when I can go out and get drunk with a bunch of stupid high school kids. Totally looking forward to it." Although the response was laced with sarcasm, that was Quinn's way of saying yes too.
Santana smiled, actually looking forward to her night. It was at that moment that she noticed Alex walk in. If Santana's life had gotten better over the last few weeks, it seemed like Alex's might have gotten worse. The girl looked tired. She seemed completely functioning, but there were bags under her eyes and she didn't look as put together as she did the first few days of school. Ever the casual dresser, her clothes seemed just a bit baggier, her hair had some frizz that did not used to be there, and (the mostly important aspect in Santana's opinion) her hazel eyes seemed a bit dimmer then they used to be. Alex didn't really make eye contact with anyone as she took a seat in the very back of the classroom, on the opposite end of Santana and her group. Before Santana could question her or see if anything was wrong, Mr. Schue of course picked that moment to walk in and begin their meeting.
"Hello everybody. Sorry I'm late." Everyone just nodded and mumbled back in response. Mr. Schue was always late to Glee Club. They were used to it by now, but he still felt the need to apologize for it every class. "I am going to make this meeting very short for I am sure you all have tons of work to get to this weekend." From in front of her Santana heard Puck snort, 'Yeah right,' which earned him a quick elbow in the ribs from Quinn. Santana and Brittany exchanged an amused look and turned back towards Mr. Schuester. "Now I know that you have all bonded this past month with the jocks officially initiating all of the new members," Santana turned to see Alex, Lindsay, and Sam all shudder remembering their slushie experience while the rest of the club just groaned in agreement, "but I think I have an assignment that will hopefully fuse us together even more."
The entire Glee Club straightened up a bit in anticipation, fearing what the next words out of their teacher's mouth would be. "Now before you all ask, there is no singing portion for this assignment. I really just want you all to get to know each other better, and get to know the people in this group that you don't normally hang out with or talk to." Santana couldn't help but frown at this. If this was about getting to know someone in the club she didn't know it pretty much ruled out her getting to work with Quinn, Puck, or Brittany. Then Santana's face paled a bit when she realized who she might be paired off with. Please, Please, Please don't let it be the dwarf.
"Now I have thought long and hard about these pairings, so I hope you all actually attempt to get to know your partner. Hang out with them, go do stuff together. You have two weeks and by the end of that time I would like a list of all the things you found out about your partner that you didn't know before. Deal?" The Glee Club just mumbled in response, all wondering who the hell they were going to be paired up with and questioning whether this was really going to help their unity.
"Ok so here we go. First pair. Artie Abrams!" Wheels perked up at his name, his face white with fear. Sometimes it sucked being first in the alphabet. "You partner is Mr. Finn Hudson." The whole club seemed a bit confused with this pairing, none more so then Artie and Finn. Mr. Schuester sensed the confusion. "Just trust me guys and go with it ok. Artie, Finn, get to know each other over the next two weeks." Both of them nodded and waited to hear the rest of the class's fate.
This was the pairing that Santana was nervous for. If Mr. Schue was going in alphabetical order this should the pairing she was worried about. "Ok next pair. Ms. Rachel Berry. You are partnered up with Tina." Rachel clapped her hands in excitement while Tina's face fell a bit. Santana released a huge sigh of relief.
Mike and Mercedes were paired up next which seemed like the first legitimate pairing he had come up with so far. Then Sam and Puck were paired, and Quinn and Kurt. The members were winding down and Santana realized that she and Brittany were paired up with the new girls. "Alex Heart, you are paired with Santana which leaves Lindsay and Brittany to work together." Out of the corner of her eye, Santana saw Alex's head shoot up in confusion, and a weird look flash across her face. Looks like Santana knew what she was going to ask Alex about first.
"Ok guys well now that you all have your partners go get to work and I will see you all Monday." Santana got up, ready to go talk to Alex but the other girl grabbed her stuff quick as lightning and walked out of the room before the rest of the group. Santana turned to Brittany. "Hey Britt, go and talk to Lindsay so you can get her number and then I will meet you after practice. I'm going to go see what's up with Alex."
"Sure San, see you in a bit." With that Santana grabbed her bag and ran out of the classroom intent on catching and questioning her new partner.
Alex was about to head up the stairs to the second floor when Santana finally got her attention. "Alex hold up!" Alex took her foot off the step and turned to face Santana. She looked even more exhausted, almost as if she was dreading going upstairs.
"I have been calling you since the choir room Alex, what the hell." Santana felt a little out of breath, while Alex just refused to make eye contact with her.
"Sorry S, I guess I was distracted."
"I'll say." When Alex still refused to make eye contact with her she finally decided to dive in. "What's going on with you? I thought we were making progress and you have just been so distant lately."
"I'm just tired. School is getting difficult and my job is kicking my ass."
"Your job?"
"Yeah, remember I am the Library Assistant."
"Oh wait you were serious about that? I thought you were just saying that cause you wanted to let Lindsay down easy." Alex choked and blushed, a physical combination that Santana had no idea could happen at the same time to one person. It was rather amusing, and Santana held in her laughter as she watched Alex slowly try to gain her composure back.
"Why would you think I needed to let her down easy?" Alex was trying to play this off as innocent but Santana sensed a hint of defensiveness that she knew all too well.
"Hey I'm not making any judgments here. Was I wrong when I sensed a flirty vibe off you two?" Alex just crossed her arms across her chest slowly shifting her weight from one foot to the other, refusing to make eye contact as she attempted to ignore the question. "You realize that because of the assignment for Glee Club this is the type of stuff that you are supposed to tell me." Alex still seemed to not want to tell her anything. "You realize the whole point of having friends is so that they can help you with stuff right?"
Alex remained tense for a few more seconds, then finally released a breath that Santana had no idea she was holding. "Look, I'm not used to having actual friends who I can talk to or are actually around when I need them. I'm not used to proper 'friendship protocol' ok?"
"What type of high school did you go to before this to not know how to have friends?" Santana wasn't sure if she was over-stepping her boundaries by asking the question, but she did notice when Alex scrunched her forehead in though, taking the time to find the right wording for the question.
"Let's just say the school I went to before this had a very high turn around rate. People didn't stay around for long." Alex looked at Santana pointedly and Santana realized that she needed to drop that topic for now.
"Ok, so then, as your friend, what's going on between you and Lindsay?" Santana watched as Alex looked around the hall quick to see if there was anyone close by to hear. Santana couldn't help but see a bit of herself in the new girl before her.
"There is nothing going on between Lindsay and me. We are just friends, and I think she is a very nice and beautiful girl, and definitely want to get to know her better."
Santana smirked a bit. "Do you want anything more then friendship?"
Alex just glared at Santana, obviously hating that Santana was asking her this. "Let's just say that I hate putting labels on things and for now I want to keep my options open. Anything else you want to question me about?"
Of course, before Santana could open her mouth Sue Sylvester came around the corner and stopped when she saw both girls on the stairs. She looked between the two for a moment before she started questioning. "Santana I thought I canceled our meetings for the weekend."
"You did Coach?" Why isn't Sue at Cheerios practice?
"Well then what the hell are you still doing here Sandbags, go home. Heart!" Santana noticed the flash of dread that rippled across Alex's face as Sylvester turned her attention to her. Alex seemed to stand to attention for the woman and Santana questioned how the hell Sylvester knew the girl. "I thought we were supposed to meet Liam in the Library 10 minutes ago?"
Santana watched as Alex chanced a glance at her and looked back at Coach Sylvester to respond. "We were Coach I just got held up a bit."
Sue looked back between the girls and then began heading around them and up the stairs. "I will tell Liam you are running late, but hurry up Heart. The longer you are down here the longer you have to help me up there." And both Santana and Alex watched as Coach made her way to the second floor and towards the Library.
Santana quickly snapped her head back to Alex, wanting to see her reactions to her questions. "Who the hell is Liam?"
Alex looked at Santana, her eyebrow raised. "He is the librarian. And my boss."
"What happened to the old librarian?"
"I'm new here Santana. Remember? How the hell am I supposed to know about the former faculty."
"Why is coach Sylvester up there? She is supposed to be at Cheerios practice."
"She has been coming to the library a lot making me look up cheer-leading routines, competitions, rules, and new training techniques for her. It's brutal."
Santana couldn't help but grin knowing exactly how brutal the woman could be. "Is that the reason you look like hell lately?"
The fact that Alex nodded her head vigorously before she responded made Santana giggle. "Pretty much. She's horrible."
"Trust me, I know."
"Really? How?"
"Did our group not tell you? I used to be a Cheerio." Plus Sylvester is my watcher and likes to make my life a physical living hell daily because I'm the slayer. Alex was going to be her one non-supernatural friend. She didn't need to know the real reason.
"Wow, that's intense. What made you quit?"
"I just had more important stuff come up that I needed to deal with. Cheerios was just taking up way to much time and I couldn't be distracted by it anymore." That's mostly the truth, except for the fact that I left out the part that I'm the chosen one.
Santana felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and as she reached in to get it out, Alex took that as her cue to go. "Hey I'm going to head out before Liam and Sylvester have my ass. I'll see you Monday?"
"Yeah sure, bye." Santana realized that Brittany had sent her a text so needless to say she was distracted. She opened it up and quickly read.
HEY S! COACH CANCELED PRACTICE. I'M THINKING
SWEET VALLEY HIGH MARATHON AT YOUR PLACE, AND THEN GETTING
READY FOR PUCK'S PARTY. SOUND GOOD ;D
-B
Santana couldn't help but smile at the text and then got hit with an amazing idea. She looked up to see that Alex was almost to the top of the stairwell, so she called out to her. "Hey! Alex."
Santana heard Alex stop and then her head popped out from over the banister looking down at her. "What S?"
"Puck is having a party tonight at his house. You should come."
"I can't. I have to work." Santana just gave Alex a glare. That response was utter bullshit.
"It's Friday. Unless there is a game tonight, which there isn't, the entire school is required to shut down at 7."
Alex squirmed a bit, and Santana realized that she had caught her. "How do you know?"
"Cause I have tested that theory many times, trust me." When Alex still looked reluctant Santana decided to give her no way out. "Look you just said that you don't know how to handle friends. The entire Glee Club will be there to pre-party and hang out so you will get to know everyone. You have no excuse not to come. And if you need an excuse for your parents just tell them you are coming over to my house for the night to hang out. If you don't Q, Puck, Britt and I will come and kidnap you for the night."
Alex still squirmed a bit. "I really don't think this is a good idea S."
"I won't take no for an answer Alex. Besides you look like you could use it. I am ordering you as your partner to come."
Alex just glared at Santana and finally relented. "Freakin' hell! Fine I'll come. I'll be there."
Santana couldn't help but gloat in happiness, and as Alex disappeared to go up the rest of the stairs she couldn't help but rub it in a bit more. "See you at 8 Heart. Have fun with the devil." And with that Santana turned to head out to her car and meet Brittany. This day was turning out to be amazing, and it was only half way done. Nothing could ruin it.
Alex waited until she heard Santana leave the stairwell before she pulled out her phone to call Quinn. She felt like she was balancing twenty things at once and they were all about to topple. As she put the phone to her ear and heard it ringing she looked through the glass in the library doors to see Liam standing, arms crossed over his chest, just glaring at the doors. Alex gulped realizing that the minute she walked into the library her life was going to be hell for the next few hours. Finally Q picked up the phone.
"Hey Alex what's up?"
"I need your help. Can you come by my house this evening?"
"Yeah I can come for a little bit. Why what's up?"
"I need to make this quick cause Liam is going to kill me but I just got cornered by Santana and she is forcing me to go to Puck's party tonight."
"Ok? I am going to. What's the problem?"
"Well there needs to be at least one Slayer out patrolling tonight so I really don't think I should be partying."
"Alex is it really so bad for you both to take one night off. This is the happiest I have seen Santana since she became the Slayer and frankly you look like you could use a night out."
"Thanks a lot Q. That makes me feel so much better about myself. Anyways, I really have to run but I need you to either get Santana to let me off the hook for the party tonight or I need you to come over and help me because I have never been to a party before," Quinn began to snort on the other end of the line, "don't you dare laugh at me Q, and I really can't afford to look like a dumbass tonight."
"What time is training over?"
"I am hoping around 6:30 but I can't guarantee anything."
"I will be by at 7:30 and we will arrive fashionably late."
Alex just shook her head in worry and disappointment. "You really don't think you could get her to let me off the hook."
"No, Alex I really don't. Once Santana makes her mind up about something you really can't change it. Plus it doesn't help your case that I agree with her. Everything will be fine. Stop worrying."
"When you're a Slayer that's practically impossible." Alex just looked at the library with dread realizing that she shouldn't put off the inevitable any longer.
"I know but at least try. I will see you at 7:30 Alex. Have fun in hell."
Alex just rolled her eyes. "Haha very fun Q, I'll try." And with that she hung up the phone and made her way towards her very pissed off watcher.
Brittany sat in front of the vanity doing her make up while Santana tidied up the room running around in her underwear. She hadn't figured out what she was going to wear to Puck's party tonight. Together, she and Brittany had made sure they had an eventful afternoon. Needless to say a Sweet Valley High Marathon did not happen. Instead they had "fun" in the living room, on the stairs, in the bedroom, and finally the shower. Santana ran around making sure the house was spotless because even though she didn't plan on being there, her parents were scheduled to actually be home tonight. On the one hand it sucked to not have her parents around. She missed having an adult presence in her life and it easily got lonely being at home by herself most of the time. On the other hand, since becoming the Slayer it was a lot easier for Santana to do her job when she didn't have to worry about dealing with her parents every time she had to sneak out of the house to patrol or stay at school to prepare for an apocalypse.
When Santana felt that the room was spotless she turned to see Brittany just looking at her. "What?"
Brittany just smiled at her, causing Santana to grin back. "Nothing. You just look beautiful right now. I missed this."
"What? Seeing me in my underwear? You see me like every night Brit?"
Brittany just smiled and shook her head at Santana's sarcasm. "No, I mean this, just getting to spend time together in the afternoon. Not having to wait for you to get home, hoping you didn't get hurt during your patrol. Not having to see you stressed out because you have the weight of the world on your shoulders. It's just nice that you're finally getting a break."
Santana smiled at her, realizing that she and Brittany were once again on the same page as far as their outlook on things. And then she remembered Sue, and Alex, and the canceling of training and practice. "Hey Britt-Britt?" Santana watched as Brittany perked up even straighter and the nickname and turned her full attention to her girl friend. "Do you know what's going on with Coach Sylvester and Alex?"
She watched as Brittany stopped looking in her eyes, and turned away. "What happened?"
"Well when I went to talk to Alex after Glee we ran into Coach as she was heading up to the library. Alex said that she has been going up there practically every day lately. Has she been shirking off Cheerios practice?"
Brittany just looked into the mirror and put down her make-up brush. "She has been having Quinn and I run practice a lot lately. She is still showing up a little later then usual but she is still practicing with us. Why?"
"Well she hasn't been training with me lately, but I just assumed it mostly had to do with you guys. But I'm thinking something is going on in the library and Alex either knows what is going on or is at least helping her with something." Santana knew she was sounding paranoid but she also knew Brittany was the one person who wouldn't judge her.
"Well did Coach tell you anything when she gave you the day off?"
Santana furrowed her brow, trying to think back not only to her conversation with Coach today, but to when her practices started being cut down. It started three weeks ago. "No Coach didn't say anything to make me suspicious or whatever. I just have this gut feeling Britt. Something is going on that I don't know about. Don't you think so?"
Brittany scrunched her brow, which made Santana realize she was trying to carefully find the right words to say what she needed. "I think that if Coach Sue knew something that pertained to you, or risked your life, or felt that you needed to know, as one of your watchers she would tell you."
"You think?"
Brittany looked Santana right in the eyes. "Yes I think she would Santana."
"And you're sure that Sue hasn't told you anything that I don't know."
Brittany paused for a split second too long. "Of course S. If I knew something I would tell you." Although Santana was being told exactly what she wanted and expected to hear, she could stop a scary thought from coming to mind. Did Brittany just lie to me? But, one look at her girlfriend made her realize that she needed to drop the topic. So instead Santana shut her mouth and continued to get ready for Puck's party, hoping the night would help her forget the doubts that were quickly rising in her mind.
Santana knew she was drunk. No scratch that, Santana was wasted. How did she know? Because she was currently straddling a half-naked Brittany on the couch in Puck's living room, completely oblivious to the other Glee-Clubbers in the room. Matt had yet to show up, the actually party had yet to commence, and Santana felt like she didn't have a care in the world. She knew she was the hottest girl there (she was wearing a skin-tight short red dress, no wonder Brittany couldn't keep her hands off her) and she didn't have to worry about patrolling tonight. Life seemed perfect. In fact the only thing on her mind was the fact that Alex and Quinn had yet to show up, and that kissing her girlfriend was making her mind turn to mush. Yeah life was good right now. She had needed this.
The front door to the right of the couch opened and Santana saw a blonde and brunette walk in to the house from the corner of her eye. It was Brittany who broke away and told Santana who had walked in. "Babe, Alex and Q are here."
Santana just kind of paused to look at Brittany, her eyebrow raised. "Good for them?" She went back to start kissing her again but Brittany dodged her.
"We should go and say hi."
"We can at least let them catch up to us before we do so."
Brittany looked at Santana pointedly and Santana knew that she wasn't going to win this argument. The fact was, as much as she thought talking to Alex would clear up things, clear up any suspicions she had about Sue, she was also afraid that talking to her would confirm her thoughts. She was pretty sure Brittany had lied to her. It pissed her off, but for now she wanted to remain in her happy bubble so confronting her girlfriend, or talking to Alex was not in the cards for tonight. She was going to ignore the issue.
"Santana, you are the one who guilted Alex into coming to the party, you are going to say hi. Come on." And with that Brittany stood up, despite the fact that Santana was on her lap, causing Santana to full clumsily on her ass. Santana looked at her in shock and embarrassment. She was the Slayer, she was supposed to be graceful and sleek and fast. Or at least she thought she was supposed to be. Maybe this laying off training was starting to be a bad thing. That fall was the exact opposite of what a slayer should be. Why is everything that is happening tonight making me think of slaying? Tonight is my night off damnit! She quickly looked around the room to see if anyone noticed and the fact that Quinn and Alex began laughing made her realize that her badass reputation just took a ding with her friends. Brittany reached out her hand to help Santana up and then dragged her to the kitchen to talk to Puck, Quinn, and Alex.
Quinn was already pouring out tequila shots, while Punk was quickly getting beer for both girls. Quinn was wearing one of her usual baby doll dresses, while Alex was dressed in dark jeans, to the knee boots, nice black top and a leather jacket. When Santana and Brittany reached the kitchen Puck was handing a cup to Alex and Quinn while five shots were being laid out on the counter for each member of the group.
"You are late Q." Santana may have been dragged over here but still meant she should be the bitch.
"Oh really, I thought I was just on time. How's your ass?" Both Puck and Alex snorted into their cups of beer while Brittany just tried to stare down the three of them, silently scolding them and telling them to lay off. Santana just glared at Quinn until she decided to answer her original question. "Alex needed help and then she needed a ride."
Brittany whipped her head towards Alex; she was all about helping people. "Help? What did you need help with?"
Alex just glared at Quinn, and attempted to ignore the interested looks of Puck and Santana. "It wasn't a big deal. It's taken care of. I'm here, everything's fine." Then Santana watched as Alex looked nervously around the house.
"Oh my god, just tell them Alex. It's not that uncommon in high school."
"Holy Shit, Quinn. Shut up, you are making it sound like I have something. Just stop talking." Quinn just snorted while Punk, Santana, and Brittany were too drunk to fully understand what was going on.
Puck voiced the confusion. "Ok so why were you late?"
Quinn just rolled her eyes and spoke before Alex could stop her. "Alex has never been to a party before. She asked me to come help her out so she wouldn't look dumb."
"I hate you Quinn." Alex looked so embarrassed but Santana couldn't help but see twenty jokes go through her mind to tease her. It wasn't until Brittany let go of her hand that Santana decided to watch her tongue. Brittany went and gave Alex a big hug.
"Alex it's completely fine. You look great, Quinn did great helping you." Brittany let go of Alex and grabbed her shoulders. "Now let's just forget everything and have fun."
"Tequila shots!" Puck was always about the party. "Alex lets baptize you right." Puck grabbed Quinn's tequila shots and handed them to the five in the circle. When Puck turned to grab his own Santana leaned towards Alex.
"Is that the reason you were so reluctant to come tonight?"
Santana watched Alex's eyes. She watched as her eyes just turned darker, turned cold, as if she was about to raise the defenses again. Santana noticed Alex was a girl of defenses. She hated that she seemed so similar to this new girl in Lima, but the fact was, maybe that would allow them to help each other. But Santana watched as Alex raised her defenses again, responded, "Yes," and wondered if she was ever going to learn the whole truth about this new girl.
"Hey Santana," Santana was broken out of her inner monologue and looked back to Alex. "Why is Brittany not wearing a shirt?"
Santana laughed but before she could answer Quinn piped in. "She's a stripper drunk." When Alex just raised her eyebrows in confusion Quinn decided to continue her explanation. She pointed to Santana, "Weepy Hysterical Drunk," pointed to herself, "Angry Drunk," pointed at a Puck, "and Man-whore."
"Ah, got it."
"Anyways, ladies," as always Puck was the one who wanted to get back to the party. Santana smiled as the five of them threw back the tequila shot and made the same grimace. This would hopefully continue to be a great night. It had just started.
Two hours had passed and the party was finally starting to get into full swing. The rest of the school was beginning to show up, and despite the fact that the majority of the Glee Club were considered losers, they were actually blending in with the rest of their peers. It was completely dark outside, night had taken over, and Alex knew with both Slayers at one place she wouldn't be able to relax at all.
Not to say that she wasn't enjoying herself. She was learning a lot about her fellow Glee Club members by observing the events of the party. She discovered that Quinn wasn't lying in generalizations of the various drunk characteristics of everyone. Santana began crying about three shots later, and spent the rest of her energy forcing Brittany to keep her clothes on. Quinn picked a fight with Puck about six shots later (apparently they used to date last year which was news to Alex), Mercedes and Tina wouldn't stop giggling in the corner, while Mike seemed to just become even more flexible and was doing moves on the dance floor that shouldn't be possible at any point of soberness. Artie was playing DJ for the night, Sam and Lindsay were in the corner talking (a corner that despite her worry and stress Alex found her eyes constantly straying too), and Rachel proved to everyone that she really couldn't hold her alcohol. Wine coolers were her drink of choice (apparently they taste like pink) and she kept trying to get people to sing duets with her. The only sober people apart from herself were Finn and Kurt. Finn was running around the party trying to get Rachel under control and Kurt was too busy trying to impress his new boy toy.
Kurt had walked into the party with a very dapper young man named Blaine. Despite the fact that he seemed a bit pale (almost as if he was sick or least beginning to be) he was a very nice and personable guy. The entire group approved of this new friend, and if she knew Kurt better she would have wished him well. There was an energy about Blaine that Alex thought felt familiar but she decided it wasn't important to focus on at that moment. They locked eyes, acknowledged each other and then went on with their own lives. The fact was Alex was too worried about someone getting attacked while she was stuck at this thing, and she knew if that happened Liam would have her ass tomorrow.
So because of this, Alex sat herself on the couch right next to the front door, and attempted to use her slayer instincts to scan Lima for any activity. Granted it was a stretch, and it took a lot of energy and focus, but she was praying that if anything happened nearby she could catch wind of it. So she sat on the couch and nursed her beer to the last drop so Santana and the rest of the gang wouldn't catch on to the fact that she was not drinking. That unfortunately didn't mean that she was completely invisible to her friends, which she soon realized when Puck made his way over to her and sat next to her on the couch.
"Hey babe."
"Puck." He was drunk, and she was trying to not let anyone get killed in Lima tonight. She was not in the mood.
"Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Obviously." She knew Puck wasn't that stupid so he was leading to something.
"Want to have even more fun?"
"What did you have in mind?"
"Come with me to a bedroom and I will show you." Alex laughed in Puck's face, causing him to frown and look like his pride just got kicked.
"Never gonna happen."
Puck looked completely hurt and offended. Or at least he was acting hurt. "Alex come on. Why not? You're hot, I'm hot. We are both drunk-"
"I'm not that drunk."
"Whatever, but I think we have something special. Come on lets explore the possibilities of where it could go."
Alex looked at him with a dead serious expression. She didn't know Puck that well so she wasn't sure how honest she could be without hurting him. "First of all, never gonna happen because I have watched you hit on every girl in this party so obviously you have plenty of other choices that you are willing to try. Second, you are my friend and I am not attracted to you in that way, so it's never going to happen. Just accept the fact that I don't want you in that way."
Alex looked at Puck, wondering if she was going to get yelled at or if he would just walk off and stop talking to her for the night. Instead he took the middle ground. "Whatever Heart. One of these days I am going to win you over and you will not be able to resist the Puckasaurus charm."
"Haha, yeah when I loose my mind."
"Some day, Heart, Some day," and he just nudged her shoulder with his fist, proving the jest of the comment. Of course then the door opened at his attention went elsewhere. Someone had just walked into the party, and it made Alex's blood run cold. She knew that energy, she had sensed it for years and fought with it too many times lately to count. Whoever had just entered the party was a vampire and a quick glance at Santana made her realize she was the only one at the party who knew. This night just went from fun to dangerous.