Your Turn

A/N: I was inspired by the great FerryBerry and the fic Playing Games and created this monster, Your Turn! Here's the prologue and I'll try to get more in today and later this week.

DISCLAIMER: GLEE AND THEIR CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME.

Prologue

Two weeks into the summer break and a brilliant idea strikes the mind of the one and only Rachel Berry.

The young star is furiously planning alone in her room with the door locked. Her dads knew exactly what that meant and simply left her dinner outside the door. The brunette is completely engrossed with her task and doesn't plan on stopping until it was perfectly planned.

Then that noise. That annoying noise just kept on interrupting her.

Rach, can we talk pls? -Finn

She rolls her eyes and quickly texts him back before turning off her phone.

No. We've already discussed this. -Rachel

Recently...or well two days ago the couple got into a fight at the local bowling alley. Finn had ordered pizza for the two of them again, completely forgetting that his girlfriend was a vegan. Then there was something about how she always had to dumb herself down when they had a conversation and although sweet sometimes, she just couldn't stand how ignorant and slow he was. She told him to grow up and that they were through. The boy didn't understand it though, wasn't she crazy for him?

Rachel shakes the memory away before putting the finishing touches on her plan- a golden star.

Doing a little inner victory dance, the girl opens her door to find steamed vegetables and a glass of water. Grabbing it and walking gracefully down the steps she joins her parents at the dinner table.

"Oh, so you'll be joining us today, sweety?"

"Yes, Daddy," she responds before taking a sip of her water.

"So when will this party be?" the other gentleman asks before chowing down on his own carrots.

"Saturday from 5PM to the morning. Is that alright with you guys?"

And the two fathers nod in unison.

"Great! I'll send out the invites after dinner then!"

The two fathers turn to each other and beam, it was the first time their daughter was throwing a party, so they were going to go out for the weekend and have some alone time. Rachel did her best not to think about it.

"Hey hot mama," the ever so curvy Mercedes greets upon entering the house.

"Hello Mercedes, Kurt," the two came in at once but Kurt only gave Rachel a slight nod.

After spending her whole afternoon preparing, the time has arrived! Her fathers left the morning of and left the young jew to her business. She wanted the Glee group to maintain a connection over the summer so that when they returned, they would be in the same shape or perhaps even better. She was hoping to have one at the beginning of summer and one at the end. It only made sense.

The guests begin to pour in one at a time and Rachel, like the perfect hostess she is, stands in front of the door and greets every single one of them.

"Hey Rachel," Tina and Artie greet at the same time.

"'Sup Rachel?" Puck greets offering the girl a high five.

"Um..."

"Don't leave me hanging!" And reluctantly, she returns the high five.

"...hey Rachel," ah, Finn, he was still bitter about before. Rachel decides to shrug it off and not let it disturb her for the rest of the party.

"Hey Berry," a quick nod. Nothing she didn't expect from Santana.

"Hey Rachel!" a tight hug. Brittany was always friendly.

"Hey Berry," and wait- was that a wink? No, Quinn Fabray doesn't wink, and certainly not at one, Rachel Berry. And with that, Mike and Matt both lift the tiny girl into the house, locking the door behind them.

"Welcome to my party!" There was some sarcastic cheering and real cheering all around. The guests all threw their backpacks into one corner and sat around the living room waiting to see what would happen next.