Author's Note: I'm close to finishing this. I originally wrote it as a one-shot but I decided to drag it out into a story. I'm literally gonna finish this probably tomorrow or the next day it only needs two to three more scenes. =) I hope you enjoy and since it is pre-written I'll probably drop another chapter here in a few or tomorrow.
Disclaimer: I'm only gonna write this once. I do not own Glee or any of it's characters. Nor do I own Emily Osment...she's sexy though I kinda wish I did. And If I owned glee Faberry would be cannon.
Chapter 1
Forever is a long time, I'm not gonna lie. Is that a promise you can make?' The lyrics poured from a beautiful blonde. Her long blonde hair tousled over her shoulders, falling across the white v-neck t-shirt with a black vest hanging open over it. A pair of black skinny jeans cover her legs, her converse covered feet tapping to the beat of the drums. You can faintly hear the jingle of her silver wallet chain through the speakers on the television as she moves her body to the music.
Expressive brown eyes are wide taking in the girl with a slightly slack jaw, her gaze tracing over the girl flashing across the forty two inch LCD in her living room. She could feel the pull in her stomach and a heat spread across her body like molten lava. A small spot of drool trickles from the corner of her plush pink lips when the girl starts jumping, her slightly curled hair splaying across her chest.
"Hey Rach, I thought we should work on our duet for Nationals." The tall quarter back Finn Hudson from McKinley High called out as he barged into her house uninvited. He paused as he took in the sight of the spacing diva on the couch. He let a goofy smile spread across his face, he lumbered forward still not knocking her out of fangasm induced day dreaming. Finn stepped in front of her, blocking her view of the musician, unfocused brown eyes raised to meet his.
"Finn? When did you get here?" Her voice was slightly distant as if she still wasn't back in reality.
"Well I came in a few minutes ago and saw you in here spacing out watching Emily Osment on t.v." His voice was laced with amusement.
"I was NOT spacing." The diva grumbled.
"Uh huh," He snorted in laughter a bit before he crossed his arms over his chest, his eyebrows raising. "So why are you drooling?"
"I'm not..." She trailed off after she brought a hand up to wipe the incriminating liquid from the corner of her mouth. Her gaze narrows as she takes in the now laughing quarter back. "Okay fine I'm drooling...it doesn't matter. What did you come over for anyway?" She snaps at him, only causing him to laugh harder.
"I came over to work on our duet for Nationals, but I mean if you need a few minutes alone with the t.v I can totally leave and come back later." His lips twitch as he tries to keep a straight face. He fails horribly when the brunette grabs a pillow from her couch and smacks the boy in the ribs.
"Your infuriating!" She's standing now and her cheeks are slightly pink. The boys eyes are watering, and he's desperately trying to keep his cool. She does a classic 'Rachel' pose, her hands on her hips and pink lips pulled in a slight scowl. Her eyebrows are furrowed and she's sending a death glare at the taller brunette. "You came to work on the duet, let's get to it then." She practically growls.
It takes everything in Finn Hudson's body to not laugh as she storms into the other room. Taking a deep breath he follows after her, knowing it would be a long day ahead of him. But with Nationals just a few days away he knew they had to make sure everything was perfect. Even though he was pretty positive it was as good as it was going to get, it never hurt to practice. They had to take their flight to Los Angeles, Califronia tomorrow.
After many trials and errors on Rachel's part her fashion sense was now up to par with Kurt Hummel's dragtastic eye. He always smiled to her when she walked into a room, giving her a small nod to let her know he approved. Today was no different as she walked into the choir room where the club was meeting before taking a bus to the airport. She had on a simple pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a pair of black converse and a grey v-neck t-shirt with a black shimmering hoody jacket. A black visored beanie sits on top of her cascading mahogany curls, the visor tilted slightly to the right. Upon seeing Kurt's approval she sends him a small smile. She walks over to the semi-circle that had formed around their teacher, Mr Schuester, adjusting the strap of the large duffel bag on her shoulder a gold star painted across the side of the black canvas material.
"Alright, it looks likes everyone is here. Let's head to the bus then everyone." He smiled at them and clapped his hands together before taking lead, the class filed out of the room and he turned closing the door behind him. He then proceeded to lead them to the bus and start boarding. "Just keep your luggage's with you and once we get to the airport be prepared to check them into baggage claim."
Rachel found a vacant seat at the back of the bus and quickly slid into it claiming the green pleather as her own, Kurt and Mercedes took the one in front of her. Puck and Finn to her right, Santana and Brittany in front of them. Artie was now successfully in the bus, after having the handicap lift help him out, he wheeled his chair into place and locked it. Tina took the seat directly next to him, Matt and Mike Chang before her, Sam was sitting in the seat next to Mr Shuester. The only person who had yet to claim a spot was the tall blonde cheerleader, her eyes locked on Rachel and she moved back towards her.
She didn't even ask permission to sit there, simply plopping down next to the brunette diva. Quickly striking up a conversation with Santana as the bus started to move. A irritated huff came from the pint-sized girl, she pulled out her pink bedazzled ipod and pushed the pink gummy ear buds into her ears. You are the Only One By Emily Osment poured into her ears and she closed her eyes leaning against the chilled window of the bus, her head bobbing slightly at the rough terrain of the road. They had to head to Dayton International Airport in order to get a one-way flight to Nationals, so they had a good two hours ahead of them.
Time flew by for small diva, her eyes stayed closed the entire time. Her 'Nationals' play list keeping her occupied, at some points she would softly sing along with the lyrics. Not loud enough to bother people, if she had opened her eyes she would have noticed a pair of hazel eyes belonging to her seat mate flickering over her face as it followed the lyrics of whatever song she was listening to at the time.
Quinn saw the sign for Vandalia,Ohio so she reached over and softly poked Rachel in the side. The diva sat up straight, popping an ear bud out and looking to the cheerleader.
"Yes Quinn?" Her voice was soft, her brown eyes even softer.
"I just wanted to let you know we are almost to the airport Man-Hands," The blonde forced out the insult, seeing a flash of hurt through those eyes was like a stab in the heart, her face stayed neutral though.
"Thank you for informing me." The soft tone made her seem vulnerable, and to be honest Quinn didn't quite like this.
"Whatever." She spat out as she turned back to Santana and Brittany.
Please review? Thank you. It helps me. I also need a beta reader...I'm writing a new fiction. One I promised I'd come out with and I'd like someone to just read it over honestly and see what they think. Oh and btw, I know nationals weren't in California but again since its pre written I'm so not changing it now.