Thanks for all who've been reading. I promised you this chapter by the end of the week and I have come through! Hope everyone's week back at school was good, but now it's time for you to sit back and relax and read this chapter. Reviews would be nice…
"Uhh excuse me Rachel!" Jacob Ben Israel called out to the small brunette with an urgent rush. "Rachel wait up!"
"What?" Rachel asked impatiently, she was running late for class again.
"How about a comment on your newly rise to popularity?" he asked with eager eyes.
"Popularity?" Rachel asked as she slowed herself down. The brunette spun on her heels and eyed Jacob with curiosity.
The boy nodded as he pushed his horn rimmed glasses up his nose. "Apparently your little in prompt to stage performance at last Friday's pep rally generated you to the top of the chain."
"Me?" She asked with a stunned perplexion.
"There is no other Rachel Berry." He commented.
"Really? You mean people actually like me?" She asked once more with a hint of a smile. "But why me? I mean I'm just a"-
"You are the major talk of the school. All the boys want you and all the girls are envious of you. You've finally got the clothes and the look down. Now tell me how does that make you feel?"
Rachel bit her lip to hide the large and bashful smile threatening to come out. People like her? She, Rachel Berry was actually liked? By people? People who were talking about her? She's popular? Rachel tried to wrap her head around it. People were finally starting to notice her. This wasn't a part of the plan. A swell of pride filled her chest as she said, "No comment." Another big smile graced her features at her 'No comment' statement. Practice for the future.
"Have you finally won back the heart of Finn Hudson?" He asked.
"Oh, please she could do so much better than that." A voice from behind interrupted.
"Puck! What are your thoughts about Rachel's pursuit of the overly large Finn Hudson?" Jacob asked while shoving his recording device in Puck's face.
Puck eyed the dork with an annoyed look. He chuckled softly before glancing at Rachel. "A woman of her stature should be graced with a man of equal ground. Finn's a good guy and whatever but he lost his chance with her and blew it. He's an idiot because he let her go in the first place."
A light blush brushed over Rachel's cheeks as she looked down at the ground. That was pretty sweet. Even, if it were coming from Noah.
"What do you say to her rising popularity?"
"I think we all knew it was only a matter of time before Rachel found her calling. Personally it's about time the Real Rachel has finally graced us with her presence." Puck stated.
"And what about…" -
"Time for you to go geek." Puck sighed as he carelessly shoved the curly headed kid. "Now Berry, I was just looking for you."
"Is he alright? He looked like he hit the lockers pretty hard?" Rachel asked with concerned eyes.
"Don't worry about him. He's fine. See he's walking. Anyways I wanted to invite you to my party tonight." He smiled with a charming wink.
"Party?" Rachel asked with curiosity.
"Yepp, Senior party." He replied.
"It's a little short notice don't you think?" Rachel asked as she pinched her lips.
"All the cool parties are like that. So what do you say? Will I see you tonight?" he asked with hopeful eyes.
Rachel thought about it for a moment. She twisted her hands and continued to bite her lip. Her decision continued to shift back and forth. "Will Finn be there?" she finally asked.
Puck rolled his eyes and let out a small sigh. "I guess." He muttered.
"Okay. I will be there. What time do the festivities begin?" She nodded.
"Party starts at 9:00pm but no one arrives till 11. So a word of advice. Come at 11." Puck announced.
"I shall see you then." Rachel agreed as she took her leave and headed towards her class.
11:47pm
Flo-rida's Good Feeling blasted throughout Puck's house. The pictures lined against the walls rattled to life as the DJ turned up the volume even louder. The whole place shook with a heavy bass. People were dancing against each other in the wide tossed up living room. Drinking and smoking filled the house. In the midst of all the dancing stood Rachel Berry, dressed in a short red backless dress that carefully shaped every curve of her small body. Her makeup was perfection itself and her hair was pulled up leaving a few curled strands to fall against her shoulders. She wore red stiletto's that matched her small handbag, which was hidden in Puck's room. Rachel's tanned and beautiful skin glowed in the dim lighting of the room as Kurt spun her around. A large smile lit up the brunette's face while the two of them continued to dance with a provocative style.
Just a few feet away Santana and Brittany were grinding against each other like there was no tomorrow and without a care in the world. Flashes of light clicked everywhere as students took pictures with friends. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the party except for two people. One of them stood off to the corner with a drink in hand. His brown eyes stared at Rachel with jealousy and a painful expression. The other person sat in the kitchen with a bored expression on her face. Tonight the hazel eyed blonde wore a simple but beautiful emerald green dress. Quinn's eyes darted back and forth between Rachel and Finn, waiting for something to happen. The music suddenly switched to an upbeat song. At this moment Puck made his way towards Rachel Berry and swiftly cut in between her and Kurt. The brunette let out a laugh at the way Puck danced around her. Rachel threw her hands up in the air at the freedom she felt in this moment. Puck from behind carefully placed his hands on the sides of Rachel's lower stomach. Finn took a long sip from his red cup before carelessly tossing it to the ground.
Puck's hands slowly drifted to Rachel's hips. Finn walked through the crowd towards them. Strong hands shoved Puck off of Rachel. The other boy fell to the ground with angry eyes. Finn ignores the complaints from Rachel and grabbed her wrist, dragging her to a secluded corner. An argument soon followed. Wild hand gestures are pointed to Puck who was still dancing on the floor. The brunette angrily shakes her head while the taller drunken Finn starts to yell at her. After a few minutes hash and bitter words were said to the small diva. Rachel's eyes widened with hurt and pain at his words. Finn regrets his words but was too consumed by anger to take it back. With another loud yell he takes off, again leaving the brunette hurt, angry, and betrayed. Kurt quickly comes to the rescue and takes her to the bathroom.
Quinn watched the scene with a pitiful sigh. Ridiculous. The both of them.
After a few more minutes the brunette finally returns with weak but strong smile. Kurt stood by her side with a reassuring smile. The music around them began to die down as Puck stood on top of a table.
"Alright! Now as part of tradition it's now time to initiate the McKinley High Krougar games!" Puck shouted out loud.
There was a loud cheer across the room. Students gathered closer to Puck as he held his hands up in the air for silence. "Now for those of you who don't know what that is, it's basically a game, if chosen, you and your partner must complete several tasks that are given to you. Only 10 people are chosen for this game." Puck stated. What he failed to mention was that it was only the popular kids who participated in it.
"The tasks must be completed by 3am. For those who don't go through with the game will wreak the consequences by a jury of their peers. That will involve humiliation, pain, and torment. Now if I call your name, make your way over to the kitchen for further instructions."
"Santana Lopez, Misty Salvage, Donald Peterson, Brittany Pierce, Quinn Fabray, Me, Finn Hudson, Azimio Adams, Mike Chang and Rachel Berry." Puck announced.
"Finn left!" someone shouted.
"Alright well…." Puck searched through the crowd for someone. His eyes carefully glanced at everyone before landing on Kurt's wide and terrified eyes. A grin crossed his face. "Kurt Hummel."
"Let's get moving people!" Santana shouted.
"He called our names?" Rachel squealed with excitement.
"Oh no! No no no! I've heard rumors about this game. Last year a girl named Tracy got arrested for trying to steal a penguin from the zoo. And Tony Chester had to break into the school and egg coach Sylvester's trophies. Needless to say no one ever saw him again!" Kurt whispered.
Rachel's jaw dropped down with shock. "Are you serious?"
"You'll see." Kurt groaned.
The two of them made their way into the kitchen. The 10 chosen students circled around the island table. Santana held out a hat containing the student's name. Puck held 5 large envelopes. "I think we're all here." Puck announced.
"Okay once your partners are chosen each pair will receive a large envelope. Inside contains 4 minor cards and 6 questions which will be divided between you two, you must answer them honestly. And lastly you will have 3 mystery cards that are a bit risqué. When you open a mystery card the front will reveal a location. Go to the location, when your there flip over the card and follow the 2nd part. Every task you do must have photo evidence with the exception of the questions. You and your partner must complete these tasks by 3 am. No exceptions. Those who quit during the game will suffer the consequences, both you and your partner. We will now pick partners."
Brittany plucked the names out and set them down on the table together. One by one she called everyone out. "1st pair is Mike Chang and Azimio. Second is Puckerman and Kurt. Santana and myself."
"Bull shit!" Azimio blurted out. "It's fucking rigged! Brittany and Santana still end up together!"
"It's destiny." Santana growled.
Brittany continued calling out the pairs. "Misty and Peterson. And lastly Rachel Berry and Quinn Fabray."
All mouths dropped open with shock and surprise at the last names. A fowl grimace filled Quinn's face. Silence consumed the small kitchen as Rachel threw Quinn a skeptical look. The blonde didn't bother to look at Rachel. Her hazel eyes glared at Santana and Brittany.
"Are you shitting me?" The blonde firmly stated with a bitter tone.
"There will be no complaining or whining about your partners." Santana replied nonchalantly.
"This has to be some fucking sick joke. I can't be paired up with that fucking thing." Quinn blurted out.
"YOU WILL DO AS YOU'RE TOLD! UNDERSTAND THAT? Now, if you want to up and quit the game right now both you and Rachel will be subjected to a lifetime of humiliation by a jury of your peers. Are you willing to do that? You heard about what happened to Marissa Meade when she dropped out of the game. She ended up in a psych ward for nearly 3 years. Now are you in or are you out?" Santana asked.
Quinn furrowed her eyes and threw a nasty glance at Rachel.
"Good. Puck is handing out the envelopes. No one opens them in here. Once we are done and leave this place you may open them up. But before we go, it's tradition to take a few heartwarming shots." Santana smiled with a mischievous look.
"Everyone must consume three shots. Except for Rachel Berry. She must consume four." Santana laughed.
Puck pushed four shots Rachel's way. The brunette shook her head as she eyed the dark unknown liquid. "I'm okay really…." Rachel replied.
"I'm not asking." Santana stated.
Rachel sighed. All eyes were on her again, watching her every move. The brunette pinched her lips and tapped her nails against the counter. There was only one way this was going to end. She knew what she had to do. Please, oh please dear God don't let me get arrested. Please, I can't afford the jail time. Just let this be a good night despite the company I'll be having. Rachel closed her eyes and grabbed the first shot. The dark liquid passed through her lips igniting a fire within her mouth. A fowl grimace struck her face as the burning liquid swirled its way down her throat. Her hand closed around her mouth. That was nasty! Don't think just do. Without even thinking about it Rachel grabbed the next shot and shoved it back.
"Hell yeah! Let's go Berry!" Puck shouted as he joined her. Everyone else grabbed their shots and downed them with a harsh vengeance.
15 minutes later…..
Puck, Quinn, Kurt and a dazed Rachel Berry sped down the road blasting Eminem's Without me. The loud black 1979 Chevy quickly turned a sharp corner making the brunette in the back squeal. Kurt laughed at Rachel as he swung an arm around her. Puck's head swayed back and forth to the music while Quinn rolled her eyes and stared out of the passenger side window. Puck and Rachel sang out loudly to the words of the song.
The car slowly rolled to a stop. Quinn immerged from the car, not bothering to lift the seat for the drunken brunette. Rachel laughed as she toppled through the middle of the seat. Kurt handed the brunette her black leather jacket to put on. Puck hopped out of the car to assist Rachel.
"You two play nice now." Puck winked before jumping back into his car.
"As if." Rachel mocked.
Quinn threw a glance at the brunette. The diva just threw a shrug at her. The roar of the Chevy brought the girls back to reality. Seconds later the car disappeared into the darkness. Quinn and Rachel looked at each other with untrusting and angry eyes. No one said a word. With a weary sigh Rachel opened up the large envelope and pulled out 2 cards. One read minor 1 while the other read mystery 1.
"Which one should we do first?" Rachel slurred out.
Quinn gave her a pointed look and ignored her. Rachel didn't like that. Not one bit. The brunette hastily walked up to the blonde, her face only inches away from Quinn.
"I asked you a question." Rachel stated with an edgy tone.
"Back off me NOW!" Quinn hissed, her eyes narrowing into a defense stance.
Rachel chuckled at the blonde's attempt to scare her off. I wonder how far I could push her buttons? Would she do something about it? If there was a fight she would totally kick my ass. But still, would she do something about it?
The smaller girl decided to test the waters. Rachel leaned in and brought her lips close to the blonde. "What are you going to do about it Fabray? Huh? Are you going to do something about it or not?" Rachel scowled into her ear. Quinn shoved the brunette back with an angry push.
"I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that. You're obviously drunk so beating the shit out of you would defeat the purpose." Quinn responded.
A smirk crossed Rachel's face. Quinn didn't do anything. She's all bark but no bite. As always. "Well now that I've got you talking answer my question." Rachel ordered.
"I don't give a shit." Quinn growled.
"I would like your input on this. This not only involves me but rather us. Together WE must make a decision." Rachel slurred out.
"There is no us. Understand? I don't want to be here just as much as you. I don't like you and you don't like me. Simple as that. So quite frankly I'm going to say this again I DON'T FUCKING CARE!" Quinn yelled.
"Fine. But you're going to have to deal with what I pick. And don't give me your fucking bullshit because I don't want to hear your ass complaining about it either. So keep it to yourself." Rachel muttered before strutting off and opening the envelope.
Quinn glared at the brunette with an astonished and bitter look. Who the hell does this girl think she is? And where the hell did Rachel Berry go? What happened to the defenseless, weak, and geeky freshman girl? Wasn't it just a few weeks ago that this girl was crying in a bathroom, defeated and helpless? Then last Friday she was at the pep rally looking….. strong, fierce, confident and fucking badass. What the hell has happened between then and now? Apart of Quinn couldn't help but admire this new and fearless Rachel Berry. But that thought quickly died away when the brunette eyed her like she was crazy.
"Did you hear what I said?" Rachel asked with an annoyed tone.
"What?" Quinn responded hastily.
Rachel huffed out a sigh of frustration. "Look for the time being, we are stuck with each other by force. So just for tonight let's put our differences aside. Right now we have to complete these tasks before 3 am. The faster we get this done the sooner we can be done with each other. So now will you please join me?" Rachel asked with a soft tone.
Quinn folded her arms across her chest. Her hazel eyes were studying Rachel with a close precision, her mind thoughtful of what the brunette just said. Finally after a while the blonde finally nodded. "What are we doing?" Quinn asked with a detached tone.
Rachel handed her the card. Buy 3 boxes of condoms and 2 cans of whip cream. Quinn lifted a brow and glanced at Rachel. The brunette smirked. "There's a gas station down this street." Quinn stated as she started walking off in the direction. Rachel shrugged as she followed the blonde.
Location: Buck's Garage
The two girls walked quietly into the store. Quinn led the way down the aisles searching for what they needed. Focused hazel eyes scanned through the various items with determination while brown eyes traveled all around the store with greedy eyes.
"I don't think condoms would be in the candy section." Rachel threw out with a slight smirk.
Quinn fought the urge to turn around and smack the smile off of her face. "I'm looking. Which is more than what I can say for you." The blonde muttered.
"Fine I'll get the whip cream." Rachel taunted as she walked off.
"Fucking bitch." Quinn mumbled under her breath. After a few seconds she made her way to the back of the aisle till she found the condoms. She immediately grabbed 3 boxes and quickly walked to the cash register. A young college guy looked down with wide eyes at the boxes of condoms then back at Quinn with a knowing look. Quinn glanced around the store for Rachel, who was taking her sweet time to get the cream.
"Will that be all for you?" the guy asked with a sheepish smile.
"No." The blonde bit out.
At that moment the diva appeared with a big goofy smile, placing the 2 cans of whip cream onto the counter. The guy blushed as his eyes darted from Quinn to Rachel to the condoms and the whip cream. Quinn rolled her eyes while Rachel smiled politely at the guy. "Total will be $10.75."
"Are you fucking serious? It's only condoms and whip cream!" Quinn remarked. From beside her she could hear Rachel let out a loud snort. The brunette pulled her phone out and shot a picture of their items. After they finished paying, Quinn shoved the bag to Rachel. "You're carrying the bag."
The girls walked out of the gas station and stood in the parking lot. Rachel pulled out the large envelope and dug around for the next card.
"One down. Do you want to just get all the minor's out of the way or do you want to switch it up a bit?" Rachel asked.
"Let's just get one of the mystery one's out of the way." Quinn replied.
The brunette nodded as she opened up the card.
Directions: Go to the mall
Both of the girls glanced at each other with curiosity. What the hell are we going to be doing? Rachel thought. Maybe were going to be breaking into the mall? Omg…. That' s a felony.
"Let's get moving then." Quinn muttered.
Silence settled between them as they walked down the street. A few cars drove past them with an eager desire to get home. Few people were actually out at this time of night, prowling the street. The flickering of the light posts gave off an eerie feeling all around that neither of the girls would admit. It felt like a scene in one of those scary movies. Quinn led the way showing no fear while Rachel followed with a paranoid state of mind. She followed closely behind the blonde, but not too close. The air around them was thick with tension. It was that same tension that forced and grounded this strange bond between them that neither could explain. It was the same bond that threw each other into their lives. Tonight it seemed as if there was a strong charge hovering over the girls, just waiting to be opened, waiting to be acknowledged. Quinn could practically feel sparks crackle off her back but didn't know where it was coming from. Even with a somewhat distance between the girls they could still feel something, something that their ignorance wouldn't allow them to see. The universe looked down at the girls with a pleasing smile. The forces at work were just getting started.
15 minutes later the girls stood with their backs against the brick wall of the mall. Shadows hid them from sight as the brunette flipped over to the second part of the mystery card.
Steal the security guards golf cart.
Rachel's jaw fell open as she handed the card over to Quinn. Hazel eyes widened and closed with disbelief.
"Shit!" Was all Quinn could muster out.
"I've never stolen anything in my entire life." Rachel gulped out.
"Figures." Quinn mumbled as she looked around the outside perimeter of the mall.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked, observing the blonde's motions of searching for something.
"I'm trying to find the golf cart and the security guy." Quinn ruefully sounded.
"If I remember correctly he's usually by the back entrance. The last security guard was a friend of my father. He said it was a good place to scout for trouble." Rachel recalled.
"And how good is your memory when you're drunk?" Quinn retorted.
"You can either trust me or not. It's up to you. But honestly it's not like you have anything better to go on. What do you say?" Rachel asked with undeniable confidence.
"Fine. It's not like I have any choice." Quinn threw out.
About thirty seconds later a smug grin filled the diva's face at the sight of the parked golf cart. A slumbering security guard was tucked away inside the cart. Quinn could feel Rachel's shit eating grin on her back. Fucking bitch…. I swear if you say a word about it…
Instead the small diva said, "I think he's sleeping."
"No shit Sherlock. Now how the hell are we supposed to do this?" Quinn asked with a mocking tone.
The blonde waited for the brunette to come up with some extreme and elaborate plan of attack. Rachel always has to have a plan no matter what she was doing. Then all the blonde would have to do was follow the brunette's orders and they'd make a clean get away. No harm no foul. Quinn waited for the long ranting to begin. Rachel began taking off her shoes and shoved them into Quinn's arms. The brunette dug into the bag and took out the 2 cans of whip cream.
"Take the cart when he gets off of it." Was all Rachel said because immediately she sprinted towards the golf cart.
Quinn watched with wide eyes at Rachel's form. Panic formed into the pit of her stomach. Her body suddenly became wild and alert. What the fuck is she doing? What the hell? What the FUCK? She can't just do that….. We didn't even have a plan? SHE DIDN'T HAVE A PLAN! What is she going to do? Quinn in her utter state of mind began freaking out. Omg, were going to get arrested and everything I've worked for will be tossed down the fucking drain. No yale, no college, no new life. Her heart began racing, she couldn't breathe. A rush of adrenaline filled her as the brunette reached the golf cart. Quinn's body felt hot. From where she stood she watched Rachel snap the lids off of the cans. Then she sprayed the guard's face with the whip cream. The guard woke up startled. His entire face was covered with whip cream. Rachel laughed as she carelessly tossed the cans aside.
"Come get me bitch!" Rachel stated as she sprinted off down the parking lot.
The guard wiped the cream off of his eyes as he stumbled out of the cart. The heavy set man got up and chased after her all while pulling out his walkie talkie. "We have a suspect in pursuit. Female, height is about 5'2' in a red dress. Age of about 20. In pursuit, need back up." He huffed out.
At that moment Quinn's energy forced her to run to the golf cart. She sent a breath of prayer up above as her shaky hands turned on the cart. Within seconds her foot slammed onto the cart, urging it to go forward. From where she was she could see Rachel's black leather jacket and red dress streaking across the parking lot. She made her way straight for the brunette. Rachel spotted the cart and ran straight for it.
"STOP!" the guard yelled out as Rachel finally hopped into the cart.
"GO!" Rachel squealed out.
Quinn floored the cart. But out of the corner something caught her eye. Two more golf carts were making their way towards them.
"YOU NEVER TOLD ME THERE WAS MORE THAN ONE CART!" Quinn yelled as she turned out of the parking lot and into the deserted street.
Rachel clung onto the top of the metal bar on the cart. She was completely out of breath. Her feet were burning as she quickly glanced behind her. "WELL I DIDN'T KNOW THERE WOULD BE MORE! NOW SHUT UP AND DRIVE FASTER!" Rachel yelled above the whirling wind.
"I'M DRIVING AS FAST AS THIS PIECE OF SHIT CAN GO." Quinn responded.
Rachel's eyes traveled back between the front and back of the cart. The diva grabbed the bag filled with the box of condoms. Without even thinking about it the brunette tossed the boxes at the carts behind them. One of the boxes got wedged into the wheel of the cart which spun to a stop.
"I can't believe that actually worked!" Rachel laughed incredulously.
"WHAT?" Quinn yelled from beside.
"TURN HERE!" Rachel directed.
Quinn took a sharp turn into an alleyway. Rachel quickly flung out her phone and snapped a picture of Quinn driving the cart and at the guy trailing behind them.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Quinn yelled.
"EVIDENCE!" Rachel replied. Then the brunette grabbed her shoes and quickly put them on. "TURN NOW!"
Quinn followed her orders as they made it back out into the street. Rachel glanced behind her again with no sign of the other guy. Again Rachel made Quinn turn into another alleyway.
"OKAY STOP!" Rachel ordered.
Quinn rolled to a stop. Both of the girls hopped out of the cart.
"What now?" Quinn asked, completely out of breath.
"Now we make a run for it." Rachel stated. Quinn nodded in agreement as Rachel took the lead this time. The girls kept up with each other, pushing themselves to their limit. They had no idea where they were going; all they knew was that they needed to hide. Buildings brushed past them until nothing but trees and grass surrounded them. The pale moonlight guided the girls to a place of safety. When Rachel felt the safety of the park she slowed to a stop and collapsed into the lush grass. Quinn stopped and collapsed next to the brunette. Both panted for air and look up at the heavens. Seconds later Rachel began bursting out with laughter. Tears leaked out from the sides of her face as she clutched her stomach. Quinn joined her with an equal amount of force. What she didn't know was that all of her guards were down in this moment. The moment which will forever be engrained in her memories.
Why they were laughing they didn't know. After what they had been through was nothing short of laughter. But it was a laughter they hadn't felt in years, something which was truly missed by both. They laughed until the sting of the stomachs brought them back to reality. The laughs slowly died down as the girls avoided looking at each other. The realization of what just occurred ran through their minds.
Something had changed during the duration of the chase. Neither of the girls could place it nor understand it. The world around them was shifting into the unknown. Inside themselves, something had finally awakened. Everything they knew was about to be thrown out the window. And all the girl's could do was hold on tight.
"2 cards down. 5 more cards left." Rachel sighed, breaking the silence.
Quinn glanced back at Rachel, quickly building back her walls. Once their eyes met Quinn shifted her eyes back up to the skies. She didn't say a word as she began to pull herself up into a sitting position. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the brunette with a wide smile. And deep down she felt a hidden smile.
What did yall think about Rachel spraying the guard in the face? Awesome right? Hahah I loved that part. Anyways tell me your thoughts and your favorite parts. I'm dying to know. Next chapter will be part 2 of this chapter.