Stolen Glances

Chapter Sixteen

Rachel stood by Quinn's car, and she had wished she had brought a coat of some kind. She hadn't realised it from the excitement from the game, but it was cold night. She could feel the ice-cold air nipping at her skin. She thought that if she stood long enough, she would end up with frostbite.

"Hey Rachel." Brittany smiles as she skipped over. It was definitely weird seeing Brittany wearing something other than her cheerio uniform. And she didn't look half bad, Rachel thought. Well, she looked amazing but Rachel didn't wanna get caught up on googling over Brittany.

"Hey." Rachel smiles sweetly as Brittany pulled Rachel into a hug at her surprise. A small yelp erupted from Rachel before returning the hug.

"Looking forward to the party? Santana has been talking about how great you look for tonight. She's not wrong." Brittany asks. Rachel couldn't get over how honest Brittany was. She just said whatever was on her mind.

"I... Its my first party, so I don't know what to expect." Rachel admits, hiding her face.

"Oh, well it's easy. You get a tonne of people drunk. Ask Finn about the types of drunks. Quinn had a party last year, he was designated driver, and he told Santana all about it as she was being as he classed 'the needy drunk'." Brittany says. Rachel filed that thought for later to ask Finn. "Its alot of dancing, and making out."

"Well it certainly sounds... Interesting." Rachel comments and Brittany nods.

"Bring some singles. I like making it rain." Brittany winks. Rachel's eyes widen in shock as she struggled to think of what to say back.

"Brittany, you are not stripping for my girl." Santana says as her and Quinn walk over. Rachel heart practically stopped at Santana calling her 'my girl'. It just sounded so right. And as she took Santana in, she could feel her breathe catch in her throat. She wore black skinny jeans with a hot red blouse with a black ribbon tied around her neck.

"Nor Finn" Quinn adds and Brittany sighed.

"Well that's less money then." She pouts as Quinn unlocks the car. Brittany slides into the passenger, where Rachel and Santana slid into the back seat. Santana's hand finding Rachel's and giving it a squeeze. Rachel looked over to find Santana smiling at her.

"You look beautiful." Rachel whispers, and not even Santana's darker skin tone could hide the blush that crept up her cheeks.

"So, ground rules. You throw up in my car or at my house, you're cleaning it up. No funny business at mine, I'm looking at you Santana. Although I trust Rachel won't let that happen." Quinn states, looking in her rearview mirror with a grin as she saw Santana roll her eyes.

"She's right." Rachel comments, and Santana looked back at Rachel and pouted.

"You take all the fun out of it." Santana sighs.

***

The girls had dropped off their bags at Quinns and got to Puck's, and the party seemed to be in full swing. The music could faintly be heard as their car pulls up outside Pucks house. People were already stood outside with drinks in hand and laughing away.

"You good?" Santana asks as she helps Rachel out of the car, her voice soothing Rachel to the anxious feeling she wasn't even fully aware she was having. Rachel smiled softly and nods. Santana nods and places her hand on the small of Rachel's back and guides her up to Puck's house.

Rachel was well aware of everyone staring and whispering about them, and was sure that Santana felt the judgement from them. "You don't have to be with me tonight. I understand if you wanna be less public with us" Rachel whispers. Santana looks at her with confusion.