There she is, so beautiful. I wish I can garner up enough courage to just go over there and talk to her with her gorgeous blonde hair and mesmerizing hazel eyes. If only I can get my feet to work and walk over to her locker.
C'mon Rachel. It's just Quinn Fabray, go over there and talk to her.
Yeah, but it's THE Quinn Fabray.
I don't care if it's the queen of England, she is just another human being.
Before I knew it, I was standing right in front pf her with those gorgeous eyes looking up in confusion.
"Hey Rachel."
Say something cool, charming, suave. "Pretty." No.
Quinn looked down briefly with a blush adorning her cheeks. God, I want to just kiss her. I have had a crush on this women for as long as I can remember and today is the day I am finally going to ask her out.
"Umm... I-I was wondering if maybe you wanted to- I don't know- go see a movie with me or something."
When Quinn looked up she had the biggest grin on her face. "Yeah, I would really like that."
"Really! I mean yeah, yeah cool how about I pick you up on Saturday around seven-ish."
She did this adorable little giggle that makes my stomach flutter every time I hear it. "Yeah that sound great. Can't wait."
"Alright cool, yeah, ok, see you then." With that I can't help but take off running in the opposite direction and as soon as The Girl of My Dreams can't see me, I let out an excited squeal that was a little louder than intended if the looks that others are giving me is anything to go by.