Your Turn [7/?]
Dance Dance Revolution
And it was another chance to shine.
Little did anyone know, anyone except for Rachel's fathers of course, she had spent a good amount of time practicing just for this day. Well, she dedicated a whole day to the sport. She was able to do the most difficult level on the majority of the songs, it also helped that she was already talented in dancing.
Now there was one obstacle left. Mike Chang. How good was he? Rachel ponders. She didn't want to get embarrassed or anything.
Everything was finally set up and Rachel was a gracious hostess and turned on the game before leaving to get water bottles for everyone in the group. Both Tina and Mike offer to go first, saying that asians were particularly good at the game.
As Rachel opens up her fridge to get the water bottles for her guests, another face pops beside hers.
"This fridge is pretty bare, I feel sorry for your parents. The vegan diet must be pretty strict," Quinn states nonchalantely, smiling as Rachel whips her head back in surprise.
"Seriously, Quinn! Must you always come out of no where and surprise me like that?" the blonde replies with a swift nod and grabs a couple of bottles from the brunette's hands.
"You're welcome," the ex-cheerio says while walking back towards the living room.
"I didn't ask for your help," Rachel retorts, the slight anger in her voice proving to be opposite to the smile that stretches across her face as Quinn leaves her behind in the kitchen.
Rachel Berry wasn't stupid, no of course not. Quinn had been acting nicer this evening but at the same time she still remained playful and a little teasing. Not that the brunette actually minded. This sort of spark was what was missing between herself and Finn. This little game of theirs, this little game of Quinns. Was she really interested or what? Not only did it strike up a fire in her heart and maybe perhaps, her libido, but a challenge was always accepted by one, Rachel Berry. She refuses to be the first to admit that maybe perhaps she was very much attracted to Quinn and that perhaps maybe she was a little interested in maybe perhaps dating her. Perhaps. Maybe.
But for now, DDR.
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Mike and Tina were a little sweaty from their first go, but the room was clearly entertained.
"Hey, Tina, if you're feeling hot you can strip for us," Puck insists, waggling his eyebrows playfully at the asian girl. She blushes a little in response but Artie shoots a glare at Puck showing his displeasure.
"Chill, Artie! I mean this message for everyone. Like, if you're hot you should take off something, you know?" It was a reasonable statement and the closest Puck would be getting to something remotely similar to Strip Poker. And luckily he had a little bit of luck.
Rachel found it suitable to remove her shirt. Not to impress or woo any guy or Quinn, but because she figures that the more freedom she has, the more of an advantage she had in the game itself. That and sweat stains were a possibility and there was no way in hell she'd let them show.
Seeing that Rachel was going, Finn asked if he could go as well. No one had any objections, seeing that having a talented dancer like Rachel go against...well Finn, the difference would be obvious. That and although everyone danced, not too many were so confident about the whole game.
"I think I'm going to get a seizure from just watching," Kurt comments, sharing a couch with Mercedes, "What difficulty can you do?"
"Like I played this game before," Mercedes replies with an eye roll, "So whatever is the easiest." The two laugh and give each other high fives, I guess they're next.
Rachel decides to pick "Love Shine" since it was pretty fast but at the same time a bit easier for the big guy. If Finn were to trip and fall, it would be devastating for everyone. Especially Matt who was sitting on the floor right next to Finn. Not a good idea.
The song starts and Rachel moves with ease, the smile of her face spreading as her fellow Glee clubbers, starting with Artie and Tina begin to cheer her on. Now Finn was getting a little nervous as the arrows slowly rise up. He flinches and presses the arrow too late.
"Dude, you press the arrow when it goes over the arrow at the top, not when it's already left the screen!" Mike yells from the sidelines, trying to watch out for his friend. It's embarrassing when you lose on Easy mode.
From Brittany's point of view, it looked really funny. Like, really. Rachel was bouncing around, hitting everything perfectly and Finn shifted his legs from side to side on the occasion. She began to clap for the two, then she got up and imitated Rachel's movement.
Puck was enjoying the view in his usual, perverted ways. And Brittany joining didn't help as well. With the swaying of the curve in Rachel's hips and slight bouncing of her breasts, he wore sick, pervy look. He was lucky, Rachel was too distracted to notice, but someone else did. When he felt a cold sweat break out, he notices that Quinn was watching him with this burn in her eyes. And that's when Puck decided that he needed to use the washroom.
When Rachel finishes, she bows before her company, showing off her double A ranking then consoling Finn for his C mark which, as she says, "Isn't too bad for a beginner." And secretly, she thought he'd do at least a bit better.
Next up were Kurt and Mercedes, who picked a song by Sean Paul and were slowly moving to the groove. Although the arrows were slow, Brittany still felt the urge to move and dance, this time, pulling Santana with her.
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It was 12 AM and Rachel felt exhausted from all of her showing off- er, playing. She watches Mike and Matt go at it for the 3rd time from the comfort of her couch, sipping on her nearly empty bottle of water.
And then there's that snaky arm around her waist again, causing her to stiffen and her breathing to hitch up. Brown eyes turn to meet hazel and Rachel's at a loss of words. For only a second, in the next she shakes her head.
"Quinn, why are you doing this?" she asks in a whisper, lucky that Finn fell asleep on an arm chair, Brittany and Santana were still dancing in the corner, Tina and Artie were talking in the kitchen, and Kurt and Mercedes were talking to Puck near the bathroom.
"You don't like it?" Quinn replies, feigning hurt and biting her lower lip.
Damn, Rachel hated it when Quinn did that, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that--"
"Listen up, Rachel. I don't know what's wrong with you, well I do, you're crazy, but anyway, I've been sending you signals all night," she was getting dangerously close, but Rachel didn't move back at all.
"Is that so?" Rachel replies, nearly breathlessly, her eyes shifting from Quinn's gorgeous hazel ones to her suddenly plump looking lips.
"And I know that you want this," the blonde says confidently, her hot breath pouring over Rachel's face, causing the other girl to shiver.
"What makes you assume that?" the young star retorts, still not backing away from the other girl, "I've been very focused on hosting my party today Quinn, and I just broke up with Finn. I don't want..." she couldn't even lie, she couldn't even finish that sentence. Because for the second time that day Quinn's lips encompass her own, causing her mind to go blank.
"Shit," the blonde mutters as Rachel faints into her arms. She felt like cursing for the moment being ruined again, but instead she finds herself smiling at the smaller girl in her arms. Looks like she burnt herself out.
Just in time, Matt and Mike turn off the machine.
"Yo Rachel, can we sleep yet? I'm tired," Matt asks, wiping the sweat off his brow. Instead a soft snore can be heard from the brunette.
Everyone, including a now woken up Finn due to Puck giving him a wet willy, was surrounding their gracious hostess as she lay limp in Quinn's arms.
"Aw, she's so cute," Mercedes comments as Quinn began to stroke her hair.
"I never noticed before, but now that she's not barking, she does look sort of adorable," Kurt admits, laughing lightly.
"Is she dead?" Brittany asks bluntly, disbelief in her eyes.
"No, baby, she's not dead," Santana replies, making sure she didn't jokingly add 'I wish' or else be subjected to the wrath that was Quinn Fabray. Not that she was scared of her or anything, she just didn't want to go through the trouble.
"I'll bring her upstairs," Puck offers, his voice sincere. Finn almost objected, but he decided that he was too tired to do anything.
And with that, everyone took turns changing into their pajamas then setting up their sleeping bags wherever they wanted. Santana and Brittany called the guest room, for obvious reasons and everyone else sprawled across the living room. Quinn made note to kick Puck out and volunteered to 'watch Rachel'. The rest of the club minus Finn knew what she meant, the Hudson boy just thanked her, ignoring her gaze in case she felt like killing him again.
The day was over, tomorrow everyone would leave and he'd have his chance to win her back again.