***First time! My OTP Fabrevans! Have mercy!***
"Hold on to Sixteen"
I pushed my way through the crowd, grunting as something jabbed into my side. I cringe as I look down to see one of the Football jocks large muscled arm pull away from my chest. "That's gonna bruise." I think to myself wearily and, ignoring them, continue walking. I turn into the choir room, rubbing my chest gingerly, and sit in the front row, looking around at the empty room. After a few minutes of self-pity I stand, taking the 6-string off the stand and strum it lightly.
"Gonna play me something?" A voice behind me says playfully.
I jump and nearly drop my guitar as I turn to the girl.
"Uh, do I know you?" I asked, the whole 'New Kid' thing making life difficult again.
"Not yet" the pretty blonde said still smiling. "But I'm in Glee club. Finn told me you'd be joining."
"Oh." I mutter awkwardly, shifting from foot to foot heavily.
"Well...! Play me something!" She demands in a voice that sounds like heaven.
"All I'm thinking about are our younger years, there was only you and me...we were young and wild and free..." I sing softly.
"And if you keep looking at me like that I'll forget the lyrics." I say smiling, her hazel eyes somehow breaking the shell of my shyness.
"You're good...!" She exclaims softly, looking me up and down.
I pray to myself that she doesn't notice my secret. That'd just be perfect. Come to a new school and finally a pretty girl talks to him, well that'd all be ruined if she found out.
I stand and walk a bit closer to her, smiling gently.
"You never did tell me your name..." I say questioningly.
"Quinn." She said simply, taking a second step in, until we were only inches apart.
I leaned in, she leaned in, I closed my eyes when:
BRRRRNG.
The bell jolted us both out of out reverie and we blushed and looked down.
"Well, uh, nice to meet you Quinn...I'll uh, talk to you at Glee practice."
"Okay!" She replies happily, walking out.
'Sam Evans you are the man.' I say to myself, a goofy grin on my face.
'Hey' I type into my beat up Motorola and send to Quinn.
I look at Finn and pretend I was listening to his story about Rachel and how great she is, nodding and agreeing where I had to.
"Uh Finn?" I butt in.
"Yeah, dude?"
"What about that Quinn girl?" I ask, trying to sound disinterested.
"She's a lot of work man, but she's really a great girl." He says with something akin to longing in his voice.
"Cool, but is she uh...taken?" I ask tentatively.
'Hey' Quinn texted back.
"Naw, hasn't been since me and her...I mean no, she's single."
"Cool." I end the conversation rather abruptly.
'Are you free tonight?' I reply to Quinn.
'Uh yeah, why?' Comes her response.
I grab my keys, light wallet, phone and cologne and jump into the beat-up Camaro I basically built myself.
'Cause I'm taking you out lol' I type back, and add a bit assertively 'Be ready in a half hour.'
'Alright' Q sent back, blushing, and saying to herself, "His confidence is so sexy."
They walked into Breadstix together, and sat in the corner booth, having a perfect date.
"So whats your favorite color, Q?" I asked, proud at already having a pet name for her.
"Light blue, like your eyes." She says, staring for a few seconds and then asking "You?"
"I uh, don't have one." I chuckle. "I'm colorblind."
"Oh." She says blushing. "Sorry!"
"Nah, don't be, it's fine!" I say, grinning. I reach my hand across the table to lightly grasp her, and she adjusts so that we're holding hands.
I pay, emptying my wallet completely, and we leave happily holding hands. As we get to her house I notice all the lights are off. I haul myself out of the low car and walk her to the door. I hug her and as we're close, I lean in, and judging her reaction, kiss her gently.
"So that's what Finn meant...fireworks." I think to myself.
"G-goodnight." I stammer to Quinn.
"Do you uhm, wanna come in for a bit?" She asks a bit shyly?
***More to come, but please give me feedback. It's my first time! Let me know how it was!***