Chapter 19
Party
The rest of the week flew by so fast, that when Friday finally came around, Jeff and Ivan were almost late to school, because they thought it was Saturday already.
"Okay, so I was thinking about your audition for The Warblers, and I think that we should do a duet."
"Umm, isn't that kind of gay?"
"Hello, you go to an all boy school, you can't possibly do a duet with a girl. Besides, we aren't going to do a girly love song, we are going to do Raise Your Glass by Pink."
"Okay, sounds good."
The day rolled on, and it was finally time for Ivan's audition.
"Okay, what song are you going to sing?" Blaine asked.
"I am going to do a duet with Jeff, and it will be Pink's Raise Your Glass."
"We're ready when you are."
Ivan: Right, right, turn off the lights
We're gonna lose our minds tonight
What's the deal, yo?
Jeff: I love when it's all too much
5 a.m. turn the radio up
Where's the rock 'n roll?
Party crasher, penny snatcher
Call me up if you're a gangsta
Don't be fancy, just get dancy
Why so serious?
Both: So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways, all my underdogs
We will never be, never be anything but loud
And nitty gritty, dirty little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Ivan: Oh shit! My glass is empty
That sucks!
So if you're too school for cool
Jeff" And you're treated like a fool
Ivan: You can choose to let it go
Jeff: We can always, we can always party on our own
Both: So raise your
glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways, all my underdogs
We will never be, never be anything but loud
And nitty gritty, dirty little freaks
So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways, all my underdogs
We will never be, never be anything but loud
And nitty gritty, dirty little freaks
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass!
Won't you come on and come on and
Raise your glass for me!
Just come on and come on and
Raise your glass for me!
The room was filled with applause and quieted when Blaine stood up.
"That was outstanding. I see that Jeff wanted to make sure you got the notes that we gave him and did everything correctly. Excellent job."
For he rest of the meeting they tossed around song ideas for sectionals, but they couldn't decide on a set list. Jeff and Ivan were both tired after their number, and went straight home after practice, where they found Ivan Flores going through his clothes and holding them up to the mirror.
"What are you doing?" Jeff asked, walking over to the bed to sit down.
"Oh, well, The New Directions are having a party at Puckerman's house, and I want to look nice for Naomi."
"WAIT!" Jeff yelled, "You guys are going to his party? After what he did to me?"
"Well, we just want to hang out, and the party might be fun."
"Then I am going too," Jeff added, pulling out a blue plaid shirt and some matching shorts.
"I don't really think that is a good idea," Ivan Chavez piped in.
"I want to apologize to him. I think it is obvious that I need to be the bigger man and make up with him first."
"I guess that would be okay," Ivan Flores said as he finally decided on a light grey button up shirt, a black tie, and some dark blue jeans.
"When is it?" Jeff asked, heading for the stairs to go and change.
"In 15 minutes."
"WHAT?" he squealed, now running up the stairs.
"Well, this should be an exciting party now," Ivan Flores added, as he also went up stairs to change.
By the time they got to the party, they were 15 minutes late. They rushed up to the door and rang the doorbell, when puck opened it.
"What the hell is he doing here?" he pointed to Jeff.
"I wanted to apologize for calling your house a pig sty, and I hope that you can forgive me."
"I still hate you."
"I thought you would."
"Well, you're here and I know that if I don't let you in, you're friends won't leave me alone."
"Thank you," they entered the house and saw, Mercedes, Kurt, Blaine, Sam, Brittany, and Bella were playing spin the bottle. Rachel and Finn were stumbling their way through Need You Now by Lady Antebellum, and Puck and Alegandra were making out by the snack table. There were beer bottles scattered all over the floor, leaving hardly any room to walk.
"You all drank this much already?" Jeff asked, but didn't get a response.
About five minutes later, Brittney, Alyssa, Naomi, Michelle, and Quinn had arrived. Quinn went and sat on, what might have been, a couch and Jeff, Brittney, Naomi, Alyssa, Bella, Michelle, and both Ivans started to talk about what school had been like without each other.
Puck grabbed another case of beer and gave them each one, and they drank them all. Naomi had started to slur her speech and leaned on Ivan, and Michelle started to sway slightly, because they were the lightweights of the group.
"Jeff, you should go over and talk to Quinn," Naomi suggested, nudging him with her elbow, "She is sitting there all alone."
"Okay, I will go," he walked over and pushed the trash aside so that he could sit next to her, "Hi, Quinn."
"Jeff, I was surprised to see you here. I know you and Noah don't particularly get along."
"Yeah, I apologized, but we still aren't exactly buddies."
"You have to ignore him. He is just so thick headed. I can't believe I fell for him over Finn."
"Well, you were drinking."
"I know, but it was my choice to drink."
"But if you blame yourself, and fill your life with regrets, how do you ever plan on being happy?"
Her eyes filled with tears. "I want to be happy, but it is difficult. My life is different than most girls. I have already had a child, and I don't know what guy would want me when they know that."
Jeff leaned in and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Well, this guy thinks that you are amazing."
Her face was flooded with tears now, and she rested her forehead on his shoulder.
For the rest of the night, they were inseparable. Jeff didn't even know if Alegandra was there, because her lips hardly ever left Puck's, and Britney, Michelle and Bella were sitting on the floor laughing at something, or maybe not. Naomi and Ivan made out a few times, but they were probably the soberest people there. Ivan Chavez was talking to Kurt and Blaine about how great he thought it was, that they weren't afraid to show their love for each other in public, while they just smiled and nodded.
The party went on until 1:00 Saturday morning, when everyone was pretty much sober. They said good-bye, and went out to their cars. Jeff walked Quinn to her car and kissed her, on the lips this time. They all went home and passed out after sharing a few text messages with each other.