A masquerade ball. It was the perfect opportunity for one Rachel Berry. To truly test her boyfriend. By the end of the night Sam had to find her. If he did she would give herself to him. If he didn't, well Rachel didn't even wanna think that 'cause she had fully belief in Sam.
Then, she waited and waited for Sam. She had even found him herself, but that wasn't part of the deal.
During all of this she was joined by Finn. She had to ask, "What is Sam doing? He's supposed to go fine me. It's getting late and I'm losing heat."
"Well, you look ravishing. If I were your man I wouldn't need clues to find you." Finn told her.
"And you would ravish me I'm sure." Rachel says.
"Who is that?" Finn asks as a blonde emerges. Her locks fell into a ponytail and she was covered with a gold sparkly mask.
"Probably some bitch from the West Side." Rachel says holding her black lace mask up to her eyes still.
"A hot bitch from the West Side." Finn commented.
"Forget her. Go get Sam and point him in my direction." Rachel demands.
"First things first." Finn says walking towards the blonde.
*
Poor Zara. After hooking Finn in and then getting him left in his underwear stuck on the roof, she's now being mistaken for Quinn. As Sam grabbed her to tell her something very, very important. "Quinn, just don't say anything until I'm done. I'm trying to do the right thing, but it's killing me. Look I know we both care about Rachel, but maybe the best thing is for me to just tell her the truth. I'm not over you and I thought I could fight it, but I can't..."
Poor Rachel. Stuck looking for her Prince Charming all night, but his nowhere to be find and he still hasn't found her.
"...if you don't stop me I'm gonna kiss you." Sam continued. Sam then flipped Quinn (Zara) around and kissed her. With a quick push, she ran.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" The crowd shouted. Rachel's mask had already fallen and her Prince Charming had failed is scavenger hunt.
She frowned.
*
The party of 3 walked out of the ball. Sam, Rachel, and Finn all lined up in a row with their steps in sync. As Finn spoke, "Little Zara Puckerman manages to get my pants off and not enjoy it. Quite the accomplishment."
"Good thing some else was as lecherous as you or you'd still be up on that roof and no I don't know what you had to do to get that tux." Rachel tells him as they walk out. "This is me." She walks over to her limo and hops in.
Their limos drove out, in sync.
