'why?' Rachel asked
'Because I was a complete and utter bitch to you' Quinn said 'promise you'll come home'63
'I'll come home' Rachel said 'do you think my daddy and your daddy, would let us get a puppy'
Quinn couldn't help but laugh at her stepsister's question while she hugged her.
By the end of the week, Rachel moved back home. Azimio's grandmother had been very understanding of her reasons for returning home. Azimio took it the wrong way and took it as she was breaking up with him. This left him in a runt, that didn't go unnoticed by Karosky.
'man, what the hell is wrong with you?' Karosky asked
'I think Rachel broke up with me' Azimio stated.
Karosky walked off not knowing how to answer his best friend. He searched the hallway for Rachel. After a few minutes, he finally found her talking to Santana about something. Those two have become bff's somehow. He wasn't sure how or if he wanted to know.
'can I borrow Berry for a second' Karosky asked looking at Santana
'fine, but give her back as a virgin' Santana said.
Rachel turned Red of embarrassment because Santana had yelled in the hallway and also because she never told Santana that she already lost in back in August. Karosky pulled her into an empty class room.
'what, Kar?' Rachel asked slightly pissed
'why did you break out with Azimio?'
'break up? What do you mean break up?'
'he said you broke up with him'
'no I just moved back home. Tell your best friend, that I love him but he's an idiot and to stay home tonight.'
Later that night, Rachel was standing patiently at Azimio's front door, wearing nothing but an overcoat visible to the world. She was aware that her boyfriend was the only one home because his grandma's car was out of the driveway. She remembers seeing it be the red hat ladies weekend in Los Vegas. She was expecting the reaction, she got when Azimio answered the door, after she rang the door bell. He pulled her in and began kissing her. She quickly pushed him back into the house. She quickly shut and lock the door and slowly opened her Coat to reveal all she was wearing was a purple silk bra, a very short skirt and no panties underneath. He quickly went over to her, gripping her ass to pull her closer to him as he sealed his lips over hers. After a heavy make out session, She felt herself get lifted over him. She woke up the next morning, thinking what happened last night was a memory. She realize it wasn't when she looked over, well down at Azimio because she fell asleep on top of him. She quickly realized that she forgot clothes in her car and got up and called Quinn to grab something for her to wear.
'quinn, pick up' Rachel talking to the phone
'rachel is like 9 am, where the hell are you?' Quinn asked whispering in her phone
'wait, oh shit. Azimio get up its 9 am' Rachel said hitting her naked boyfriend with a pillow. 'can you do me a favor, can you come over to Azimio's and bring me some clothes, and possibly underwear'
'did you guys have sex last night?' Quinn asked
'yes okay, and I forgot my clothes at home when I was thinking of the whole sexual plan' Rachel said
Quinn couldn't help but laugh.
'hey don't laugh' Rachel said
'fine, I'll have Santana bring clothes to you, she has study now anyways'
Sure enough, 10 mintues later, Santana was ringing the doorbell, Rachel wearing a blanket around pulled her in.
'damm Rach, this place reeks of sex' Santana said 'I'm so proud'
She enveloped the small brunette in a small hug, and then gave her the bag of clothes. Rachel grabbed the grey sweets and a tight red shirt. Santana began walking around, as Rachel got dressed.
'so where did you have sex?'
'Santana?'
'what it was your first time and I'm curious?'
'first off, not my first time and the couch, chair, shower, that be twice, the kitchen counter, the trampoline outside, the dining room table, another chair'
'wow aren't you a little nypo'
'what's that?'
'seriously someone who swallowed a dictionary doesn't know what that is? Santana asked 'come on, we need to get to school'
'Az you ready' Rachel asked
'yeah but I'm driving my car, Dave is not reliable with his piece of shit' Azimio said.
When they got to school, Santana and Rachel entered together. Azimio used the south entrance. They were quickly pulled off to the side by Puck and Sam.
'did we enter the twilight zone' sam asked
'no' Rachel said
'well this is messed up. Why was Rachel berry, two hours later to school?' Puck asked
'how do you know I was late' Rachel asked
'because he came early today' Sam said
'wow I'm impressed' Rachel said. She then found herself push Sam off of her smelling her hair 'off the hair boy'
Sam behaved, he was terrified of pissed off Rachel.
'our little Rachel is a little nypo' Santana said proudly as she wrapped her arms around Rachel's shoulder.
'no I'm not' Rachel said back
'okay, you had sex on all the living room furniture, on the kitchen counter and table, also on a trampoline, not mention shower sex twice and you broke a chair'
'Hey the chair was an accident. We were trying for anal and it didn't work out' Rachel said
Puck and Sam's eyes and mouths widened to their full potential.
'Just curious how long did it last' puck asked
'From like seven last night till five this morning' Rachel said 'why'
'Dam and you can still walk' Sam asked, poking fun at her.
'Hey you had your chance, you choice Mercedes' Rachel snapped back 'what the fuck is Nypo anyway?'
'It's someone who loves having sex' Puck said.
No one was aware of the tall football joke standing five feet away, listening to the whole conversation. He had a plan and he would see it to the end.
An: here's another chapter. I hope it was alright. I have bigger plans for the coming up story line but I needed this event to help set that up. Also I made a brief mention of the sameceds and Samachel fight. Btw I'm totally a sam and Rachel lover. Have been before the prom episode. So hope this chapter was alright for you. and for those who read my update of my story twisted. My dad is alive but currently in the hospital still and might possibly need a new heart valve. Not sure when we find out. Some people told me I should forget writing for a while, but writing is my therapy and stress reliever. So I'm going keep doing it