I'm sorry I haven't written in a very long time. But this just popped in my head and I couldn't get it out. My girlfriend got me into the show and no I haven't given up on 'Her Heartbeat', I just have writer's block (sadly).
"Quinn, sweetheart, I think that we're going about this the wrong way. I think that we should just sit Oliva down and ask her if she is indeed sneaking out to meet some boy." Rachel whispered to her wife.
Quinn gritted her teeth and crouched down lower behind the bush they were both hiding behind.
Their seventeen year old daughter was just a few feet away lounging on the hood of her Ford Focus, gazing at the twinkling stars. Every few minutes she would check the time on her cell phone, as if she was waiting for something.
Or someone.
"Rachel, do you seriously think that our teenage daughter would truthfully tell us that she is sneaking out the house, late at night to meet some boy?" Quinn turned, asking the small brunette.
Just when Rachel opened her mouth Quinn shushed her. When she went to argue Quinn slapped her hand over the brunette's mouth.
"I heard something coming from over there." the blonde whispered, pointing just beyond Rachel's right shoulder.