|The Kissing Booth
Author: purrpickle PM
A series of drabbles recounting Rachel's adventures in running the kissing booth at William McKinley High. Each chapter will focus on a different character.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Drama - Rachel B. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 2,899 - Reviews: 58 - Favs: 53 - Follows: 81 - Updated: 07-16-12 - Published: 05-23-12 - id: 8145305
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A/N: Props go to aquarius127 for guessing that I was going to write a chapter about the hot!Cheerio. *grins* For those of you who don't know, there's a background Cheerio that has acquired quite a cult following on tumblr for her actions in the episode Nationals during the confetti-in-the-hall scene (she and Rachel seem extremely happy to see each other before she practically jumps Rachel to pull her into a giant hug - and bam! Cue the hot!Cheerio/Rachel fics). As she is a background character, she doesn't have an official name, but Gabrielle and Avery are the top picks, which is why I named this chapter the way I did.
The next person to step up actually made Rachel speechless for a couple of seconds.
A very pretty brunette Cheerio stood there, smiling a little nervously at her. A set of red and white pom-poms were tucked in the crook of one arm, her other arm stretched forward as she waited for Rachel to acknowledge the dollar bill she held. She looked a little familiar, but Rachel didn't know her name off-hand.
Still. Not only was this a girl, this was a Cheerio. A Cheerio.
"…Yes?" Rachel finally managed, giving the Cheerio a polite, welcoming smile back.
The cheerleader blinked, almost as if she had been expecting to get sent away. Lowering the dollar and tilting her head, she asked, "You accept same-sex kisses?"
Rachel's jaw almost dropped. The cheerleader actually wanted to kiss her?
Repeat. A Cheerio. Wanting to kiss. Her?
Well, far be it from her to deny her that!
Rachel breathed in, then smiled. "Of course," she motioned at the counter, "As I have two gay dads, I have no problems with homosexual expression."
The dollar wavered as the Cheerio stared at her, but she set it down, a wide smile tugging the corners of her mouth up. "Okay, wow, I wasn't sure you'd say yes." Her eyes sparkling, the girl shuffled closer to the booth. She started leaning forward.
Keeping her eyes open as long as she could because she wanted to remember the image of one of the automatically popular pretty girls defying all rules of high school to kiss her, no matter if it was for charity or not, Rachel leaned forward and up as well. Time to scratch off another one of her To Do Before Broadway goals.
Though it was Rachel's first time kissing a girl, nothing felt horrible or wrong. Like kissing Sam, it was pleasant and minty, though the girl's lips were softer, and Rachel moved back with what she knew was a blush on her face.
Pulling back as well, the Cheerio stared at her. "Thank you," she beamed, suddenly so awed and happy Rachel didn't think she'd ever be able to understand it, moving backwards as she pulled her pom-poms from her arm. A blonde cheerleader suddenly darted to her side, and the two girls ran off, giggling, the brunette throwing Rachel one more smile over her shoulder.
Rachel shook her head. "Okay," she smiled, laughing a little to herself, "Not a bad second kiss to have." Sweeping the dollar off the counter, she studied it for a second, and put it into the lockbox.