Author's Note:
Hi, again. I do not own glee nor the characters in this fanfic. I like the playfulness of this story and just the story line in general. Reviews and recommendations are welcome. Thank you. Enjoy.
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I internally groan at this godforsaken bus. Could we really not afford to buy a coach bus or something more pleasant? I'd pay for it my damn self. If I would have known we'd be riding all the way to the hotel in such a rag tag bus I would have opted to take a cab. Not only has Mr. Shuchester picked our hotel roommates but also our 'bus buddies'. What the hell is a bus buddy anyway and why do we need one! I don't know what came over that man to put Rachel and I together but im certain to lose my mind. At least the girl is sleeping now. But before the woman wouldn't shut up! Rambling on and on about New York and the places she wants to see and the competition and only god only knows what else. I was able to tune her out for the most part but then she said something interesting.
" I know it's a slim chance but I hope to accomplish number 13 on my bucket list. Its extremely risqué and I really don't want to have to do with Finn, he's not exactly adequate in that department. Maybe I can find someone else to help me out with it.. ", Rachel rambled on
"berry what in the hell are you going on about!", I practically shouted at her.
"Oh, I don't really want to say, I just got carried away on that particular train of thought.", she said.
' Just tell me.', I said getting irritated. ' whats the point in saying something like that and not detailing what you're talking about.
' Uhm number 13 on my bucket list is hdahdsjhakdhjs." She mumbled
' what? Say that again." I said
'Its.. I want.. , " she began to stutter.
"Berry, spit it out!"
" I want to have sex in central park!"
I was stunned into silence I and I just looked at her, shook my head and put my headphones back in. It wasn't that I thought she was disgusting or slutty or anything its just that when she said that, my insides clenched and I was about to offer my body for her to what shed like. I don't like Berry! Im not attracted to her.. Even though she is kind of hot. But she is annoying. And she's Rachel Berry! I may have fallen off the top of the social hierarchy for now, but not forever. But then again, shes pretty hot. And I have admitted to myself that I am gay. I have no doubts about it after that night with Santana but Rachel?
I was growing increasingly irritated and horny as my mind kept conjuring up images of Rachel and I, in central park, behind a bush, with the trees surrounding us and nothing to keep us warm in the chilly night but our bodies. I needed back up with this. . . I pulled out my phone and texted Santana.
Q: Hey, Santana, is Rachel hot?
S: What the hell Q!
Q: No seriously Santana, is she hot?
S: Well, uhm, I mean I guess.
Q: Would you sleep with her?
S: Quinn, what's going on with you!
Q: Just answer the question San.
S: I don't know, i mean under the right circumstances, I guess. If her mouth has as much talent as it does when its not singing, then Id totally be down for it. Q, you thinking about having sex with hobbit?
Q: I think so Santana..
S: Quinn, youre crazy, stop texting me.
Q: Was I any good in bed with you?
S: Second best I ever had. ;)
Q: Who's the first?
S: Brittany of course.
Q: Oh, hmm. Well ill talk to you later.
S: Same to you.
I really cant stop thinking about Rachel now. And she looks so adorable when she sleeps.