Chapter 2:
Hey tony aaawaaards heeeere I aaaamm! (part 2)
The moment Rachel finishes recording the voice message, Quinn arrives in her room. She is in the same hotel as Brittany and Santana and she knows Rachel will freak out when she finds out. But she just arrived 9 PM last night, Rachel was clearly busy and she doesn't have the keys to the Broadway star's apartment. "She won't Q… besides you are with us." Santana tried to calm her down. "Yeah sure." Quinn said unconvinced.
Quinn takes her phone and smiles at the view of Rachel's name. She hears the message.
From Rachel: you're here! And you didn't tell me? Are you sleeping or something? Answer the phone! By the way, I got you messages… call me!
With a wide smile on her face, she calls Rachel.
"You little bitch! You're here?" Rachel answers after one ring.
"You know, I think I liked the old Rachel berry's way of answer the phone more, you know with all the formalities and the eloquence and the English professor's vocabulary... "
"Ha-ha that's disturbing, you saying that you liked it when I sounded like an English professor, knowing that you kind of have a thing for professors…"
"I don't have a thing for professors!" She complains as she throws herself on the bed.
"You do!"
"Rachel, I don't! You and Santana are so annoying!" She huffs.
"Yeah, but you love us, so, what are you doing?"
"Right now, I'm talking to my annoying friend."
"Touched, but I'm being serious."
"I was working out."
Naturally…
Rachel thinks as she bites her bottom lip.
"Which is why I didn't answer you at first, I left my phone here."
"Where is here? May I ask?"
"Don't be mad, but I'm with Britt and San at their hotel, I arrived last night."
"Mercedes arrived yesterday too, she is with Kurt…"
"Yeah, but they planned it all and we didn't."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't know for sure. I didn't know if I could come or not, so, I didn't want to promise you something I wasn't sure of."
"Again, I'm touched."
"Ha-ha."
"Seriously Quinn, I'm not a baby, I think I can understand that my friends have responsibilities too and that they can't stop their world just because of me."
"Hum."
"I know I used to be a little bossy and selfish in the past, but-"
"Oh, shut up, you were bossy, but you weren't selfish." Quinn cuts her off.
"Glad to hear you saying this, but I'm pretty sure I was selfish…"
"Please, you're talking to Quinn Fabray, I know what takes to be a selfish person and you Rachel are not a selfish person."
"Okay, but now check out and get your ass over here."
"I'll shower and then I'm coming."
Both girls smirk. Both girls repress their thoughts.
"I mean, I'm going to come over."
"Okay bye Quinn!"
"Bye Rach!"
Rachel hangs up her phone and turns her attention toward the two boys.
"We're going home, and check on Mercedes okay?"
"Yeah, but the three of you will come back here later, because I have plans."
"What plans?" Kurt asks curiously.
"You will see." that's all she says, then she kisses his cheeks and goes to her bedroom. "Go check Mercedes and get back here! You'd better be looking fabulous too!" She says from the hallway.
"I'm always fabulous!" Kurt shouts back, as he and Blaine leaves her apartment.
After a long shower, because she needed it, she takes her phone.
From Rachel To:
Quinn, Kurt, Tina, Blaine, Mercedes, Santana, Brittany and Sugar.
Hey bitches, in case you aren't aware I just won a freaking Tony! And we are soooo going to celebrate tonight! Drinks on me! The party starts at my place 8 PM. Operation drinks, hugs, more drinks and put Berry's clothes on is a go. Then we are going to my favorite's New York dance club! And of course, we'll be V. I. P.! Now get your asses over here!
An hour later Rachel's doorbell rings. She leaves her closet and goes to answer it. Rachel knows many flaring people from Broadway, some Hollywood stars, gorgeous top models from the world and she also did a few trips to different countries, most because of the clothes contract, she has seen different kinds of beauty. But this girl in front of her right now still is the prettiest girl she has ever seen. She is even prettier now, if that is even possible. She grew up and became a beautiful woman.
"Hi!" Rachel welcomes her blonde friend, grinning from ear to ear.
"Are you going to let me in or..." The blonde frowns. Before she can finish her sentence, Rachel throws herself on her arms and hugs her tight.
"I missed you so much." Rachel says still in Quinn's arms.
"I'm touched, but can I come in?" Quinn teases. With a fulsome gesture, Rachel allows the blonde into her apartment.
"My home is your home Fabray."
Quinn smiles widely as she goes inside.
"Fabray?" She pouts. "What happened to Quinn?"
"From the girl who called me manhands last night?"
The blonde rolls her eyes.
Rachel isn't mad at all, she knows how Quinn works. After a message so full of emotions, the nick name was something to keep things casual and laid back. She is still a closed person after all.
"I was feeling nostalgic."
"Here, let me put this in the guest room, make yourself comfortable."
The brunette takes the blonde's suitcase and leaves the living room as Quinn throws herself on the couch. Moments later Rachel walks back into the living room and sits on the couch, right next to Quinn.
"So, you were with San and Britt."
With her free hand Quinn starts playing with the brunette's hair.
"Yes, but don't be mad at them, you're probably better with them there, you know how Brittany and Santana can be after all. You don't want to go to sleep with those disturbing noises now do you?"
"I don't mind." Rachel said shyly.
The blonde arches an eyebrow in a very Quinn way. Rachel smiles at that familiar sight.
"I meant that they're our friends and I don't want them staying at some hotel while they're here in the city."
Quinn smiles at the brunette's cuteness and stops playing with Rachel's hair.
"So, how are you doing my Hollywood star?" Rachel asks happily and Quinn blushes shyly, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"I'm doing well, not as well as you. Which reminds me, how are you doing with everything? With all the commitments and stuff… I heard that the tour starts next month."
"Everything is going fine, I will be doing a national tour during the first weeks of the tour of course, but then who knows maybe a world tour." She giggles a little bit. "And I'm really excited about all that, now about you, your show turned into a huge success. So, don't put yourself down."
"Well I wasn't, it was just the truth."
Rachel sighs as Quinn smiles shyly.
"But thank you anyway, we will start filming the second season soon, so I'm very excited about that."
"Good, because I'm addicted."
Quinn laughs. "Really?"
"Really, and I' m not the only one, Mr. Hernandez, you know the doorman he is addicted to the show as well it's kind of our thing, and we both agree that the show should focus more on you."
Quinn smiles thinking that only Rachel could not only become friends with the doorman, but also talk about TV shows with him.
"Well the show is about four friends and how they grow up and deal with the pressures that come with it. It isn't about just one person."
"Yeah, but your character is the most important one, you are the leading lady and you have the biggest fan base of the show, I know ... I Googled it."
Quinn can't help it but laugh at that.
"I'm being serious, anyway, we both agreed on that. He's always asking about you, you know what he said to me the other day? When your friend is going to visit you again, she is so pretty and she seems to be a very nice girl, she gave me a DVD box with the first season of the show and signed it to my granddaughter, I'm her favorite grandfather now."
The brunette stares in awe as Quinn laughs harder with Rachel's hispanic accent impersonation.
"Well, actually he should thank you; I just did what you asked me."
"And you always do what I ask right?" Rachel says mockingly. They look at each other fondly.
"So, we're gonna party tonight." Quinn nods her head.
"Yep!" Rachel beams.
"Are you sure you okay? It's not just because, we are all here this week, is it? I mean you must have been exhausted and I think you should be resting, right?"
"Don't worry I'm fine."
Quinn looks concerned.
"That's not what I asked."
"That won't happen again, I promise I have more than a week off. Then I will get some rest, because I'll start my rehearsals for the show, in a couple of weeks, so don't worry okay."
"I'm glad to hear that, you need your rest."
"I know."
Quinn gives her the eyebrow look.
"Well, I mean I've learned my lesson last time and it was no big deal."
"No big deal? Rachel, you fainted and were sent to the hospital."
"Okay, so maybe I did get carried away, I didn't follow my own rules about resting and eating right. You know, I was 20 years old when I got my first off Broadway musical, add my college responsibilities, and Finn to the mix. It was my own fault."
They keep talking until Rachel decides that she wants to try a new recipe, she wants to make them some drinks. Quinn changes her clothes to something more comfortable, so she can help.
At around 7 pm Santana and Brittany arrive and is Quinn who answers the door to the Latina's amusement. Santana barely hides the smirk on her face when she sees Quinn in some short shorts and a t- shirt. The blonde looks so comfortable. Who would've imagined that back in high school, Quinn didn't even want to be in the same room as Rachel.
"Hi guys! Come in." Quinn says, opening the door wider to let them in.
"Where is the hobbit?" Santana tries to be indifferent, although she can't help but notice the blonde's happiness and smiles at that.
"Girls!" Rachel screams animatedly.
Before the three girls move Rachel stops them.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!"
"What?" Brittany giggles.
"Don't move!"
"What now? Are you drunk already?" Santana says with furrowed eyebrows. Rachel rolls her eyes as she gets her phone and takes a picture.
"What was that for?" Quinn asks.
"The unholy trinity. In my living room. That's what happened. You guys will be on Instagram you know that, right?" she smirks.
"Enough with this crap give me a hug!" Santana demands and they hug each other tight.
"Congrats hobbit!"
"Thanks Satan."
Quinn rolls her eyes at the girls' compliments.
"Hey you, my hot dancer." Rachel turns to Brittany and Brittany lifts Rachel up in the air.
"Congrats Rach!"
"Just so we clear, she is my hot dancer." Santana says as they all laugh.
Tina arrives next, followed by Sugar. After the greeting is over they start drinking. When Rachel starts serving the second round of the drinks Kurt, Blaine and Mercedes arrive and again Quinn runs to the door.
"I'll get it!"
She opens the door.
"Hi!" They all say at the same time.
Mercedes hugs her friend, Kurt and Blaine do the same. Brittany joins them in the group hug and then Tina.
"Hey!" Brittany shouts, jumping in excitement.
"Okay enough… I need air" Mercedes laughs in the middle of her friends. When she is free, she goes to Santana and hugs the Latina.
"Okay enough! You California people, I need to hug my friend!" Rachel says as she gets in the living room.
"I don't live in California, so I need a proper hug" Tina pushes Santana and hugs Mercedes. Santana goes to Kurt and Blaine.
"I don't live in California either, but I'm not really into hugs." Sugar says and goes back to her drink. Mercedes releases Tina and turns to a pouty Rachel.
"Hey there, so… I heard that Rachel Berry won a Tony."
Rachel smiles widely.
"She did!" Quinn screams, grinning from ear to ear as Santana and Kurt share a look full of meaning.
"Congratulations, I'm so happy for you." Mercedes says and hugs the brunette.
"Thank you, but now, we need to celebrate! And you guys know why? I just won a Tony award!"
They all start screaming like kids in the playground.
"Okay, Kurt I need you, so let's go." Rachel drags him to her bedroom.
"You all so well-dressed, I think I'm going to shower and change too." Quinn announces as she walks to the guest room.
Kurt loves to do her makeup and Rachel loves to have him do it, so she doesn't mess it up. And yes, of course, after achieving his Broadway dreams he also has pursued his fashion goals. He is small yet, but he has his own fame and his friends' fame working on his favor.
"What are you going to wear?" He asks.
Rachel is in her lingerie waiting for him to finish the makeup and the hair.
"I'm not sure, what do you think? I'm really not very creative today, that's what I needed you for."
"Okay." He nods. "And the shoes?"
"That's the problem; the shoes I wore last night almost killed me, you know, because of the wound I got the other day."
"Let me see…" He kneels.
"Rachel!"
"That bad?"
"This wouldn't have happened if you listened to me." he goes to her bathroom takes the antiseptic.
"No, no, no." she whines when he gets back.
"If you had used it before, it'd be good by now."
"No! It will hurt!"
"Yes, but then I'll put the band aid and it'll be better and you can put on the shoes."
"No, look at it. It's not that bad."
Kurt sighs and tries to hold her but Rachel runs out of his reach and jumps on the bed.
"Rachel!"
The scream calls the girls' attention. Santana runs to the room followed closely by Quinn who is now ready for the night's festivities.
"Okay, I'll let you, but..."
"What is going on here?" Santana opens the door abruptly.
"Kurt wants to torture me…" Rachel says pointing to the boy completely loosely, even though she is just in her lingerie.
"You're not ready yet?" Santana sighs. "I can't believe it!"
She throws her hands in the air; meanwhile Quinn is paralyzed because of the sight of Rachel's body.
"Look her ankle, see the wound? She needs to do the healing, but the diva here thinks it is going to hurt…"
"Berry, you've got to be kidding me… give it to me Kurt."
"Change my mind, Kurt you can do it." Rachel giggles.
"Better yet, Quinn is good with this kind of stuff right Quinn?" Santana points out.
Oh my God, Rachel's legs, Rachel's breasts, stop staring Quinn, but her legs and her abs, stop staring Fabray! I hope nobody noticed.
Santana looks behind. "Quinn?"
Shit!
"What?" The blonde comes back to her senses.
"Wipe the drool off and help Kurt."
Kurt looks at the Latina and rolls his eyes.
"What are you talking about, what drool?" Quinn asks, getting confused.
"Never mind, now Rachel sit!"
Rachel nods and sits crossing her arms. Kurt stretches Rachel's leg and put in his lap. Suddenly the ceiling becomes very interesting to Quinn, to Santana's amusement.
The Latina can barely contain herself. But she knows she can't tease her friend, not when the blonde is still in denial. Kurt puts the antiseptic and Rachel whimpers almost in tears because the wound is burning like hell.
"Here…" Quinn kneels in front of her and blows the wound on Rachel's foot.
"Put this on her foot." Kurt gives to Quinn the band aid.
The blonde puts the band aid on the brunette's ankle in a very fond way and kisses it, without even thinking about it.
"All better now." Quinn says, standing up.
"Can we go now or… do you guys need some privacy?"
Quinn gives the head bitch in charge's glare to the Latina. But Santana ignores it completely. Quinn never managed to intimidate Santana anyway.
After that, Kurt finally finishes his job.
When Rachel comes to the living room and everybody stares in awe, well everybody except Quinn, the blonde is drooling, Kurt is very proud of himself. He chose a black dress that suits perfectly the brunette's body.
The dress is very short, letting almost her entire legs on display. Her makeup is light, making her look like pure perfection at least in Quinn's eyes anyway. Her hair is loose and falling around her shoulders.
"Wanky!" Santana teases.
"You look so sexy Rach!" Brittany smiles at her.
"Well thank you Britt." Rachel teases Santana, smoothing Brittany's arms.
"Back off gayberry, go hit on the other blonde, because this one is mine."
Rachel laughs carefree.
"Okay, that's very funny and Rachel you look really sexy, but can we go now? Because I wants to get my dancing on." Everybody laughs at Mercedes impersonating Santana.
At the night club and on the dancing floor no one could beat Rachel and Brittany. Now Rachel knows that she isn't that great at dancing, thanks to Ms Cassandra July. But she loves dancing with Brittany.
Quinn gets close to Santana and says into her ear. "Bad guys ahead you take Britt I take Rachel."
Santana scrutinizes the guys. Once and while they have to deal with potentials troubles guys even girls sometimes, because Rachel and Brittany get so distracted and focus on dancing and in their own private world.
"I see, I hope they don't cause any trouble, I can't blame them for look, they're hot." Santana shrugs calmly.
"Oh wow, you grew up S."
"As long as they don't touch them."
Out of the blue, Kurt puts an arm around their shoulders. "Hey girls! Tina wants some time out, so we're going upstairs."
"Okay, I think we're going too, let me get my lady."
"Good luck." Kurt leaves the two girls and joins the others.
"I need some drink, but I don't think B and Rach are leaving this dance floor now." Quinn says as Santana approaches her girlfriend.
"B, Q and I are going upstairs, we want to drink."
"Okay, you can go." Brittany gives her a quick kiss on the lips.
"But what about you?"
"I'm dancing."
"You're not tired?"
"Not at all!" Rachel hugs Brittany from behind and puts her chin on the blonde's shoulder. "She is staying! We didn't finish!"
"Whatever hobbit, watch the trouble guys, any problem scream and we're coming."
"I won't be any."
"There were just moments ago." Quinn interrupts annoyed. "They were staring at you guys, anyway just be careful."
"Okay!" Rachel and Brittany say at the same time.
"Oh my God I can't feel my legs!" Kurt whimpers throwing himself on the couch.
"I need water." Mercedes follows him.
They settle in the VIP area.
"They never get tired?" Blaine points to the dancing floor and gets close to his boyfriend.
"Rachel never gets tired, and Brittany never gets tired of dancing." Kurt answers.
"Let's drink!" Sugar screams.
"That's a great idea, I think we should order the most expensive bottle of champagne, Rachel is paying after all."
"Santana! "Quinn reprimands the brunette.
"What? Rachel said that."
"Here they are, isn't it true Berry?"
"What?" Rachel asks as she and Brittany join the rest of the girls in the VIP area. They decided to take a break anyway.
"Drinks on you." Santana answers.
"That's right!" Rachel nods.
"I need water first San."
"I'll get it."
"Me too San." Rachel teases as she sits next to Quinn.
"So, how was the dancing?" Quinn asks her.
"Amazing, Britt is really an amazing dancer."
"Yes, she is, here take it dwarf, you don't want to be dehydrated."
"Thanks Satan."
"When you guys are going to grow up?" Quinn grumbles.
"Quinn, you called me manhands last night."
"Oh really?" Santana smirks teasingly.
"Yeah, because I was feeling…"
"Nostalgic? Yes, you told me."
"You're not mad, are you?"
"You're kidding, right? Of course, I'm not, you sent me the sweetest message Quinn, no I'm not mad, actually, I thought it cute. It also reminded me of the old times and I thought hey, Quinn Fabray sent me a congratulations message, not everybody has this honor." Rachel giggles mirthful.
"You're mocking me?" Quinn asks, pretending to be upset.
"No, I'm not. I promise."
Denial is a bitch…
Santana thinks as she rolls her eyes at the two blind girls in front of her.
When Rachel finishes drinking the water, two bottles of a very expensive champagne are delivered.
"Nice choice Satan." Rachel teases her.
"And very expensive too." Quinn says rolling her eyes.
"Just won a Tony Quinn."
"You will say it forever, right?" The blonde arches an eyebrow playfully.
"No, only until I win a Grammy." Rachel smirks.
"Your humbleness amazes me berry." Santana states as she takes the champagne bottle.
"Then I'll make a bet with you, next year I will win a Grammy, so what do you think?"
"Careful Satan, don't underestimate Divalicious."
"Okay, lady Hummel I know you are the president of Berry's fan club, but divalicious? And besides, I never ran away from a bet."
"You call her berrylicious Santana, and you did run once." Kurt looks at her insinuatingly.
"We'll talk about that bet later, and you know what? Bring it on Berry." She teases Kurt and he rolls his eyes at her.
"What bet?"
"It's something between me and lady Hummel here, but don't duck me. Tell me what's the deal."
"Well, if I win I get to make out with Brittany."
Rachel is smiling her big smile.
"What!?" Quinn and Santana shout at the same time.
Santana bites her lip thoughtful. She hates to be the coward, but it's Rachel, she will probably win that damn Grammy.
"You're not being serious? Right?" Quinn asks trying to be the calmest and indifferent she can manage to be right now. Only Kurt notices her face turning red. But Rachel doesn't take her eyes off the Latina. She watches her friend calmly.
"You really think I'm going to win right Satan?" Rachel smirks. Santana furrows her brow. "See, you obviously don't want me kissing Britt, you know you can't handle that kind of competition." Santana releases a laugh. But Rachel keeps talking. "So, as you know I'm gonna win and that mean I'll win the bet then I'll be making out with Brittany. You want to call it off right now Mm?"
"Again, your humbleness amazes me Berry."
"I would kiss you Rach, all you have to do is ask, I always wanted to taste you lips anyway, they seem so kissable."
"Britt!" Santana reprimands her girlfriend.
"Really? We have all night long B."
Santana knows how much Rachel likes to tease her, yes, sometimes she gets jealous but she can handle most of the times. She normally would just end the game complaining to Brittany or demanding the brunette to back off, but she just saw something interesting. Apparently, she isn't the only one jealous.
So, the ice queen is jealous, well, let's get this a little more interesting shall we?!
"Being completely honest B I can't blame you." She crosses her arms in a very Santana way and her eyes find Quinn's. "What? Berry is hot."
"So, it's okay if I kiss her?" Brittany asks playfully.
No, just want to see Quinn's reaction.
Santana thinks with an evil smirk on her lips.
Kurt follows Santana's gaze and smirks as well. Then he silently reprimands her, shaking his head at her. Santana just shrugs and Kurt waits her next step.
"Of course, no, but I'm in."
"You're what?" Quinn asks incredulous.
"If you win a Grammy next year, you can kiss Brittany. But if you don't and it doesn't count to be nominated … you must win! Otherwise, you will write "I hate Barbra Streisand on your twitter page."
"What?" Rachel gasps dramatically.
"You heard me, is that a problem?"
"No, not at all, I have to win, I got this!" She nods excitedly. "B prepare your lips because Rachel Berry is going to kiss with you next year."
"No, you're not!" Quinn yells a bit louder than she wanted. "I mean, have you guys lost your mind? You're really okay with this?" she asks Santana, begging her for understanding and for the Latina to come to her senses.
"It's just a bet Q."
"Rachel will kiss B, and you don't mind?"
"I don't think you understand, Rachel will kiss B, if she wins a Grammy next year."
"So..."
"So, what?"
"She WILL win, her first album already has 2 songs on the billboard Hot 100. You didn't see the reviews? They're saying that she's the new Adele."
"Kurt do you have a vice president post in the Berry's fan club, I think Quinn might want to apply for the position."
Kurt glares at the Latina disapproving her acts, but she just ignores him and turns to Rachel who offers her hand to Santana. The Latina grabs it and shakes it making it official.
"There's no going back after this." Rachel adverts teasing.
"No going back." Santana says, keeping a straight face.
Quinn snorts upset.
"Santana... umm... I've just remembered something… can I talk to you for a second?"
Kurt grabs Santana's arms and they leave their friends.
"What you're doing?"
He says right after they are far enough from the others.
"Nothing, it's just a bet."
"It's not just that, we both know that you are trying to make Quinn jealous."
"What if I am? Kurt just relax. Besides, Brittany is my girlfriend, and there's no way my girl is going to kiss Berry. Plus, I'm not the one who should be concerned."
"Why not?"
"I trust Rachel, she is just teasing, and she won't kiss Britt, not for real anyway. I mean she respects our relationship more than anything, plus she just likes to mess with me and I like to mess with Q."
"You amaze me!" He huffs.
"About the other bet, we need to talk, we need to help Q, that girl can't live in denial anymore."
"Is this why you're doing this bet thing?"
"Maybe, but mostly because I wanna tease her and see if she cracks."
Kurt shakes his head incredulous and they walk back to their friends.
"So, can we toast now?" Rachel smiles hopefully.
"Yes Berry!" Santana yells unable to hide the big smile appearing on her face.
Blaine opens the bottles and quickly fills everyone's glass with champagne.
"To our big star, the Tony winner and our best friend. To Rachel!" Kurt says.
"To Rachel" Everybody says it aloud, including Rachel herself which of course, makes Santana roll her eyes at her.
"Thank you, guys, this makes winning a Tony award that must greater, because I get to share it with all of you, so thanks for that."
"You're not going to cry, are you?" Santana says and Rachel grimaces.
"I swear one day I'm going to understand you guys." Mercedes sighs.
"Oh no, don't even try that! I tried, and I regretted it ever since." Quinn complains still moody.
"You're just jealous about our friendship, because you know there's nothing cooler than be friends with Santana here."
"Sure, there isn't." Quinn says rolling her eyes. "And by the way, I'm not jealous because I'M Rachel's best friend not you!"
"Quinn my dear, I believe that position belongs to me." Kurt corrects her.
Quinn looks at him with annoyance.
"Hey guys there's enough Rachel Berry for everyone." Rachel says apprehensively.
"If someone had told me years ago, in high school that Kurt, Quinn and Santana would be fighting over Rachel's friendship, I would laugh in their faces." Mercedes mocks.
"It amazes me too." Tina laughs.
"Okay enough with the sappy shit it's tequila time!" Santana announces.
Everyone cheers up and soon the table is filled with glasses, lemons and salt.
"Okay, okay what's tequila time without a game of never have I ever?" Santana questions.
"Yay!" Brittany yells.
"I'll start!" Santana puts her hands in the air in her very characteristic way.
"Of course." Quinn mocks. If a teenage Santana playing never have I ever was dangerous. Her adult version is way worse.
"Never ever went down on a boy." Everybody stares at her.
"Why you're all so surprised?" She teases. Everybody drinks their shots.
"My turn!" Brittany yells again.
"Never have I ever eaten a duck." Blaine, Sugar, Mercedes, Santana, Tina and Quinn drink their shots.
"Never ever told a lie." Sugar says. Everybody drinks. "Sorry guys, but that's the truth I can't lie. No, like seriously I'm really bad at it, so I just tell the truth."
"Never have I ever cheated." Kurt arches a brow suggestively.
"No fair…" Blaine pouts then takes a shot along with Rachel, Santana, Brittany and Quinn. "Right! Never have I ever been prom queen." Blaine as well as everybody else is a little drunk now. "Take that!" He gets close to his boyfriend almost falling in his lap.
"What are you waiting Rachel?" Kurt asks.
"Uh? Oh yeah! Sometimes I forget." She drinks. Santana and Quinn look at each other. Rachel notices, but is a little inebriated to think about it.
"Never have I ever kissed a girl." Mercedes giggles as Brittany, Santana, Rachel, Kurt, Quinn, Blaine and Sugar drinks.
"Still don't believe it Quinn." Tina says.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Oh yeah! You guys never saw her in the cheerios lockers." Santana bursts out giggling as Quinn glares at her.
"Why? What happened?" Rachel sounds more excited than she had intended to be.
"Nothing! Santana is just being a bitch." Quinn says harshly.
"Yeah sure and Berry keep it in your pants. " Santana teases.
"I was only curious Santana."
"My turn! It's a good one. " Tina yells giggling. "Never have I ever kissed Puck!" She giggles again. The unholy trinity plus Mercedes drink.
"That's a lie Tina!" Blaine shouts laughing as Tina gets thoughtful.
"That's true." She starts laughing harder as she remembers.
"I never got to kiss Sam." Rachel pouts.
"And you never will, just so we clear, I'm not taking part in the bet thing." Mercedes says abruptly.
"Oh my God!" Santana screams. "The visuals of big mouth Berry and trouty mouth, eww I think I'm gonna be sick."
"Very funny Satan, but Sam and I together would be very hot."
"That's so not happening." Mercedes says.
"Whatever you say cedes and I guess is my turn. Never have I ever... OH MY GOD!"
"What?!" Quinn gasps.
"What is it Rachel?" Kurt asks.
Everybody looks at her curiously.
"I'm 25! I mean almost."
"Fuck Berry! You scared the living daylights out of me!" Santana yells.
"You guys don't get it, that's so ironic!"
No one has a clue of what she is thinking.
"I'm almost 25 and I won a Tony." She smiles her big smile.
"Rachel you're not a virgin anymore, in case you haven't noticed." Quinn says sneering, making Santana glance over her shoulder.
"Yeah you slept with the half of New York Rach." Tina giggles.
"That's so not true Tina."
"It's kind of true." Kurt mumbles.
"Kurt!"
"I don't judge you Rachel, I mean I would sleep with all mankind if I had the chance too. I mean, all to forget the disaster that was Finn experience."
"Don't do that, don't mock Finny" Rachel voice is firm and she is being serious. Everybody looks at her.
"I mean you can talk about him and be yourself, you don't have to be nice, but please don't talk about my relationship with Finn." Rachel looks at Quinn, the blonde sighs looking to the ceiling.
"Okay sorry."
"As I said, you don't have to stop being you, but Finchel? It's off limits okay?"
"Finchel? You're making this impossible for me berry."
Rachel smirks.
"You're doing that on purpose, aren't you?"
"Yes, well, you deserve it."
"Whatever!" Santana says as she looks at Quinn. "You remember that virginity thing?"
"I think everyone remembers that."
"No, just you."
"I listened to her; it's not a big deal, besides we both were in the celibacy club." Quinn says casually.
"As I was saying, actually what I was saying again?"
"Nothing hobbs, just say something your never did."
"Oh well… Kurt we need to find something I never did… something I'm a virgin… the occasion asks for it. We have until my birthday, by the way, I hope you all save the December 18 in your agendas…"
"Can we get back to tequila now?" Santana says gruffly.
"Okay… never ever…" She takes a time to think.
"Berry!"
"Oh! That's perfect! Never ever…been kissed in the rain! Kurt that's my virginity! Although… it's gonna be kind of difficult… rain and December… I can't be in New York."
Oh yeah… I forgot I won't be… I so have to talk to Kurt about that… It will be tough…
Blaine, Kurt, Santana and Brittany drinks.
"Does scenographic rain counts?" Quinn asks smiling.
"Why? Have you…"
"Not really…"
"Why you…"
"Just wanted to see your face… you were trying to remember which episode I did it? Right?"
"I was indeed… and you're right you didn't… I would've remembered."
Santana snorts.
"Okay, never have I ever been at the bottom of the cheerios pyramid." Quinn smirks as Santana drinks her shot.
"Challenge accept and it's my turn again captain. Never have I ever gotten plastic surgery."
"That's not true!" Quinn is pretending to be angry. It was very rare to her to be an angry drunk now.
"I didn't finish bitch!" Santana smirks. "Never have I ever done a plastic surgery twice!"
"Bitch!" Quinn shouts rolling her eyes to the former head cheerio as she drinks her shot. Rachel seemed confused and kept staring at the Blonde, so Quinn explains it to her.
"The scars." She gestures and points to her spine.
"Oh." Rachel shrugs. Everybody sees the changing as an uncomfortable silence surrounds them. "I think I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back." she leaves them.
"Thanks a lot Santana." Quinn stands up to follow Rachel.
"No, let me." Santana asks and starts getting up as well.
"No way." Quinn said standing up completely.
"Please, believe me it's better be me, she will be fine I promise."
"Santana is right Quinn, besides is no big deal it's just the drinks, I know Rachel." Kurt stares at Santana.
"Yeah, if Rachel was upset, she'd be probably yelling at me or something."
"This is different and you know that, but I'll pretend that I'm okay with you going in there."
Rachel is staring at the mirror when Santana gets in the bathroom.
"Not my best move I have to say."
Rachel gives her a half smile.
"Come on Rachel, she is fine. I mean, it's been years."
"I know, but it was the worst day of my life Santana. when it was supposed to be my happiest."
"I know, I felt the same way. We all have, but I think it was worse for her, don't you think?"
Rachel nods.
"Let's just forget I ever said anything, and we go back out there and have some fun."
"Yeah, okay."
"It's your celebration remember?"
When they get back Rachel, sits next Quinn.
"Are you okay?" Quinn asks and Rachel nods as she places her head on Quinn's shoulder. "Good."
"Why you didn't tell me?"
"We weren't- well you know ..."
"Friends?"
"I would say we weren't that close, but we were friends."
"Yeah, you're right."
Quinn smiles tenderly.
"Yeah."
"You stuck with me now Berry." The blonde says affectionately.
"I'm fine with that." Rachel states.
"I promise, no more secrets okayw" Quinn says as she kisses Rachel's hair.
"Okay, no more secrets."
Santana rolls her eyes and Kurt just smiles.
They all asked for another drink and then they went back to the dancing floor. At 3am they decided to call it a night. Kurt, Blaine and Mercedes took a taxi back to Blaine and Kurt's house. Tina and Sugar took a taxi back to Tina and Mike's house, she was sure he wouldn't mind as he also likes sugar and the unholy trinity plus Rachel took a taxi back to Rachel's house.
"Oh my God! I hope I never see that taxi driver again, thank God I live in L.A!" Quinn yells as soon as she gets inside, followed by three giggling girls.
"Oh Barbie, don't be mad." Rachel teases her.
As soon as they got in the taxi, Santana and Brittany started making out. Quinn didn't think she could be more embarrassed until Rachel's announcement that they should do a foursome in the car.
The drive gasped. Brittany clapped her hands very excited with the idea. Santana of course ,noticing how red Quinn's face got and she couldn't let the chance of teasing her former captain escape, said out loud: "Only if I can do you first than Quinn, Rachel…"
"Don't be mad Barbie. You know we were just kidding." Rachel pouts.
"I'm not mad and you guys are idiots!"
They all burst out in laugh.
"Okay, I think I'm a little bit drunk." Rachel says in a high pitch voice.
"Ya think?" Quinn says sarcastically.
"So, you're sleeping with me and Satan and Britt can have the guest room."
"I can sleep here on the couch." Quinn offers.
"You're ridiculous, come on let's go to bed."
"Yeah she's right Quinn. Go sleep with Berry." Santana smirks. "Anyway, good night to you bitches, come on Britt Britt."
"No funny business you two." Quinn warns.
"I can't promise anything." Santana takes Brittany's hand and they go to the guest room.
"Come on Quinn, let's go to sleep."
Moments later when Rachel finally leaves the bathroom, Quinn is already laying on the bed.
"Can I have a good night kiss?" Rachel blinks charmingly and hopefully.
"I don't think you deserve one especially after the whole taxi occurrence."
"Come on please." Rachel pouts.
"I lived with Puck, Rach, that doesn't work with me."
"You know, it's not nice to bring up a man to our bed Fabray."
Quinn looks at the brunette in disbelief and Rachel tries to keep a serious face but then she starts laughing followed by the blonde. Soon the room is filled with their laugh. They stop as Rachel claps her hand turning off the light.
After a moment Rachel starts looking at the ceiling.
"I can hear your thoughts Rachel, go to sleep!"
"Are you a mind reader now?"
"What the hell! Go sleep you two!" Santana yells from the other room.
"Fuck off Satan!"
"What ya think I'm trying to do Q?"
"Gross!" Quinn says promptly
"Do you wanna know what I was thinking?" Rachel whispers.
"What were you thinking?"
"Nothing, I was just looking at the ceiling, I do that a lot." The room erupts in laughs again.
"For the love of God! Will you just kiss her already Quinn and go to fucking sleep, so I can concentrate here."
Quinn kisses Rachel on the forehead and says:
"Good night Rach."
"Good night Quinn."
Moments later Brittany enters the room and throws herself on the bed.
"I put San in the doghouse!" She says loudly and towards the other room. "She shouldn't be mean to you guys."
"Are you sure you should leave her alone? She is drunk and you know how sensitive she gets when she's drunk." Quinn asks.
"She messed up three times today."
Quinn and Rachel look at each other.
"It's our deal, she can't mess up three times in one night and I'm not even counting the Finn stuff, but she shouldn't have said that stuff about your surgery Quinn."
"Okay, I guess Miss Lopez is in the doghouse then!" Rachel teases.
"I Hate you guys!" Santana yells. As Brittany settles onto bed.
They all eventually fall asleep.