A/N: Thanks so much for the responses to this story. I hope you like the next update.
Chapter Three: School Day
Mason and James were changing for bed when Mason brought up the question that plagued their minds.
"What are we going to do?"
Jason turned from the dresser and sighed at his husband.
"Your guess is as good as mine."
Mason settles on the right side of the bed.
"Okay, but is Quinn even ready for this? Is Beth ready for this? Then there are Rachel and Lucy to think about."
"Babe, settle down. Right now I think this is about Quinn and Beth at this point. We shouldn't intervene anymore than we already have."
Mason nods his head in agreement.
"We just have to wait until tomorrow."
"I totally forgot about the slushies."
Mason gives a kiss to his husband.
"I don't think we have to worry about Beth though. I think she may have inherited her father's tough side."
James chuckles and cuddles closer to his husband.
"You may be right about that."
-Friend to a Stranger-
Rachel opens her eyes when she feels feather like kisses on her face.
"Mm, baby, what are you doing?"
Quinn pulls away with a smile on her face.
"Is it so wrong that I want to kiss my wife?"
Rachel smiles and shakes her head.
"Of course not, but you have that look on your face, that look always gets us in trouble."
Quinn thinks about it for a moment and smiles greater most likely reliving her high school moments.
"If I remember correctly," Quinn kisses Rachel on the lips. "You've never complained before."
Quinn straddles Rachel's waist and Rachel's hands land on Quinn's bare thighs.
"Be that as it may, I can't show up to my place of employment with hickey's all over the place."
Quinn kisses the side of Rachel's neck.
"What if they're hidden?" Quinn whispers sultrily in Rachel's ear.
Rachel runs her hands up the inside of her wife's sleep shirt and cups her breasts."
"That might be arranged," Rachel says as she flips Quinn over onto her back. "But you're first."
-Friend to a Stranger-
"Have you seen the new kid yet?" Lucy asks as she approaches Sara with a slushy in her hand.
Sara closes her locker and shakes her head.
"No and I don't see why I have to be the one to slushy them."
"Them is actually a her and you have to because you have not been the one to slushy anybody yet, so it's your turn."
Sara grabs the slushy from Lucy and sighs.
"Point her out Luce," the brown haired girl says with a frown.
Lucy turns to the entrance of the school and smirks.
"Perfect."
Beth walks down the halls of McKinley High. She was wearing jeans ripped at the knee and a rock-band t-shirt.
"The girl with the piercings," Lucy points out.
Sara looks down the hall and spots the girl in question. There was something about her that Sara found intriguing. She wouldn't admit it in front of Lucy though.
"I don't want to do that," Sara complains.
"You have to do it."
Sara sighs and starts walking towards Beth. Everyone in the hallway stops walking and talking when Sara-slushy in hand-stops Beth outside of the music room. Beth looks into Sara's eyes and smiles causing Sara to blush, Beth smirks.
"Are you going to do something with that?" Beth asks as she glances down at the slushy.
"Um...well," Beth raises an eyebrow. She watches as Sara turns her head around. Beth nods her head in understanding.
"Do it."
Sara turns back to look at Beth.
"I get it. I was warned this morning. Just do it."
Sara shakes her head at Beth.
"I can't do that."
"You can and you will. Don't worry about me cutie."
Sara blushes and nods her head. Beth closes her eyes when she feels the cold sharp sting brought on due to the slushy. The crowd starts to laugh and goes about their business. Beth licks her lips and then opens her eyes.
"Cherry's my favorite."
"I'm sorry," Sara apologizes quickly fidgeting in place.
"It's alright, my name is Beth."
"Sara."
"See you around Sara," Beth says before going into the nearest bathroom.
Sara watches with a frown. She also catches Rachel's eye from the music room. Sara walks over back to Lucy.
"I'm not doing that again."
"Come on Sara, just because you have this weirdo crush on her right away doesn't change anything."
"Go to hell Lucy," Sara states before storming down the hallway.
-Friend to a Stranger-
When Beth goes into the bathroom she's glad that no one is in there. Beth takes off her shirt and frowns. Before she can go any further with the cleaning up process someone walks through the door. Rachel walked through not at all bothered by the girl in nothing, but bra and jeans. She did have a teenager and a wife.
"I figured you could use these," Rachel says as she hands Beth a towel and a bottle of shampoo.
"Thanks," Beth says as she grabs them.
Rachel starts talking when Beth cleans her hair.
"When I was in high school I was slushied all the time."
Beth wraps her hair into a towel.
"Then you fell in love with the girl that ordered them. I know the story, but it isn't going to be mine."
"That may be true, but I can make sure Sara Mitchell gets reprimanded."
"It's not her fault," Beth says adamantly. "I told her to."
Rachel leans against the wall with a surprised look. When she was in high school no one would tell someone to slushy them.
"Why would you do that?"
"She needed to fit in and I'm an outsider. I know how it feels. It's not a big deal," Beth looks at Rachel and sighs. "What are you staring at?"
Rachel looks from Beth's wrist to her eyes.
"Sorry."
"It's just a tattoo."
The door to the bathroom opens up and Sara walks through.
"Here," Sara says as she tosses her zip-up sweatshirt to the bra clad girl in front of her. Sara was trying desperately not to look. Beth smirks at this, but doesn't say anything."
"Thank-you, Sara," Beth says as she zips up the black sweatshirt. "It's okay to look now."
Sara blushes and looks at Beth while Rachel just smiles at the interaction.
"Sorry, I didn't want to do that."
"It's alright Sara. I just think of it as my initiation to McKinley. Now I'm late for class. Care to walk me Sara Mitchell?"
"I'd love to, bye Mrs. Fabray."
Rachel smiles and nods her head. She watches as Beth and Sara make it to the door.
"Why is Cherry your favorite flavor Beth?"
Rachel freezes at the name.
"There is no way," Rachel thinks to herself. "What about that tattoo?"
-Friend to a Stranger-
Beth turns around when she feels a tap on her shoulder.
"Can I help you?" Beth says in a sarcastic tone towards the brunette in front of her.
"Yeah, you leave my friend alone," Beth raises an eyebrow at the statement. "Sara, you leave Sara alone. She is my second in command and she's popular. You are just a blimp on the bottom of the food chain. You are a nobody, stay away from the somebody."
Beth smirks and shakes her head.
"You must be Lucy."
Lucy rolls her eyes, but eventually nods her head.
"And you're a pain in my ass, leave Sara alone."
Beth shakes her head.
"Not a chance Princess."
"Fabray. Field. Now," comes the voice of Santana Lopez, coach of the Cheerios.
"I have to change first," Lucy states.
"Then change," Santana snaps.
Lucy runs down the hall towards the locker room. Santana turns to Beth with a smirk.
"I liked how you handled yourself with Lucy."
Beth shrugs her shoulders.
"Yeah, what's it to you?"
"We need more attitudes on the team."
"And you want that attitude to be me?" Santana nods her head. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'm not a cheerleader," Beth says while she shuts her locker.
"Why is that?"
Beth smirks. "I'm too bad ass for that," Beth states before walking away.
Santana laughs before shaking her head.
"Just like Puck."
-Friend to a Stranger-
Beth enters the house with a smile on her face. James was sitting in the living room waiting for her.
"You didn't go to school in that," James comments.
"Slushy," Beth explains.
"You're taking it better than Rachel did."
Beth shrugs her shoulders.
"I meet her today. She couldn't stop staring at my tattoo."
James looks at Beth.
"Maybe she was admiring it."
"Yeah, maybe," Beth says before heading upstairs.
James rests his head on the back of the couch.
"Oh boy."