Chapter 1
"Q are you even listening to me?" Santana shouted in exasperation.
"Uh…" Quinn was looking rather confused, "No, I have no idea what you were saying sorry."
"Me and Brits wanna go to that new club before school starts. Apparently they have a rockin band, good drinks, and they don't check ID's. Wanna come?" Santana asked.
Quinn shrugged, "Sure, might as well. I have a church thing tomorrow, so how about Saturday?"
Santana smirked, "Aight, Saturday it is. We can get wasted on Sat then sober up on Sunday in time for school. We'll be smokin. Hell, we might even find you a boy toy."
*Two days later*
The Unholy Trinity were standing outside the very loud club. All three were dress up in rather sexy tight fitting clothing and feeling very good about the night. Santana grabbed Britney's hand and led her inside while Quinn followed behind them. Sure enough, the fake ID's worked and they were quickly ordering drinks. Up on stage the band Santana had mentioned was setting up.
Santana glanced over, "Damn, looks like this will be a fun night." She said eyeing the three girls in the band and the smoking hot guy. "Q, although he looks like he might be a bit too old for you, he sure as hell could be fun." She winked at Quinn who just rolled her eyes.
Quinn then smirked, "And what are you going to do, get with one of those band girls?" This grabbed Britney's attention who immediately looked sad at the thought.
Santana rolled her eyes, "Nah, I only get my lady kisses with B. You know that."
Over the speakers they suddenly heard a voice, "Ladies and Gents, I am sad to say that this will be the last regular performance by our in-house band. From now on they will only be able to preform on the weekends." There was a lot of sad sounding regulars which Quinn and Satana thought was weird. "So, I'd suggest tipping them well. So, without further ado, I present, the Midnight Reapers!" There was a lot of screaming and excitement.
The Unholy Trinity just shrugged and went back to their drinks. And then the song started. Cold Hard Bitch by Jet played across the bar with a female singer. Santana and Quinn sat there puzzled. The recognized the voice singing but couldn't quite place it.
Santana looked up at the girl singing but the stage was mood lit and she just couldn't place the face. She looked over at Quinn, "I swear, I recognize this voice."
Quinn nodded, "Well, after this drink lets go up to the stage."
By the time they finished their drink they heard a voice over the speakers again, "Hello, I'm Jackson Garcia, the bands guitarist." There were lots of swooning from the ladies in the bar, "The next song was requested by our lovely lead singer. You all know her, and you all love her so put your hands together for our next song! Here's to Never Growing Up by Avril!"
As the song began the Unholy Trinity made their way closer to the stage.
Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing here's to never growing up
The lead singer was holding a bottle of Captain Morgan as she sang.
Call up all our friends, go hard this weekend
For no damn reason, I don't think we'll ever change
Meet you at the spot, half past ten o'clock
We don't ever stop, and we're never gonna change
Say, won't you stay forever stay
If you stay forever hey
We can stay forever young
Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing, here's to never growing up
We'll be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my ass!"
I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that
When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups
Singing, here's to never growing up
As the song progressed she was dancing all over the stage with the guitarist and the bassist. She seemed to be keen on dancing with bassist the most. As Quinn took a closer look she realized the singer was in leather pants, some very nice boots, and was wearing a leather jacket.
Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up
We live like rock stars, dance on every bar
This is who we are, I don't think we'll ever change (hell no!)
They say just grow up, but they don't know us
We don't give a fuck, and we're never gonna change
Say, won't you stay forever stay
If you stay forever hey
We can stay forever young
Eventually the singer danced her way center stage and that is when Quinn and Santana were finally able to see who it was. There standing on the stage belting out a rock song, dressed like sex on a stick, was Rachel Berry. Santana and Quinn looked at each other confused and rushed back to where Britney had sat down.
Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing, here's to never growing up
We'll be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my ass!"
I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that
When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups
Singing, here's to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up
"Brit, you are never gonna believe who's up on that stage!" Santana exclaimed.
"Who San? Is it Santa?" Britney asked excited.
Santana laughed, "No Brit, its the dwarf."
Quinn swallowed hard, "I think I saw a lip ring on her."
Say, won't you stay forever stay
If you stay forever hey
We can stay forever young
Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
I got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing, here's to never growing up
We'll be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my ass!"
I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that
When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups
Singing, here's to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa, (yeah raise your glass and say) here's to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa, (da de da de da) here's to never growing up (no we're never growing up)
Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up
As the song finished up Rachel came over the speakers to speak, "Thank you ladies and gents for letting me sing that fuckin' awesome song. School is starting back up and I just wanted a chance to remind myself not to grow up too much. Before we get to our other songs, I'm going to offer a kiss to whoever gets me a drink cause' frankly I'm parched!"
Quinn's mouth dropped, "Did she just say what I think she did?!"
Britney smiled, "I think she's enjoying herself."
"Maybe a little too much." Santana said, "What the hell is going on with the dwarf?"
The night left two thirds of the Unholy Trinity very confused. Rachel Berry had changed and they weren't sure if that was good.