Author's Note: I do not own Glee, any of the characters, or the song "Brown Eyed Girl"
Return to Me: A Quick fan fiction
Prologue: Brown Eyed Girl
September 1999:
He's 6 years old the first time the beautiful blonde bounces toward him. It's his first day of kindergarten and his mom has just dropped him off. He looks around the classroom, not really knowing what to expect. The teacher tells the kids to find their cubbies, and put their things in them. She then tells them that it's a beautiful day and they'll be spending the morning playing outside at the nearby playground. Noah is nervous, he doesn't know anyone in his class, not that he really knows anyone at all. He's 6 years old, he really only knows his mom and his dad. And his 6 month old sister Angie. Man was he glad to get away from her. 'Girls are stupid anyway' thinks Noah.
The teacher tells everyone to find a buddy, as they can't walk across the street to the park alone. Before he has anytime to look for a buddy, a pretty young girl appears, as if out of nowhere, and taps him on the shoulder. She smiles, and says, 'Hey, I'm Quinn Fabray! My friends Brittany and Santana paired up, so I don't have a buddy. Wanna be mine?' Noah looks at her for a minute. She's wearing a pink jumper, and her long wavy blonde hair is partially held back with a matching pink barrette. Her big brown eyes sparkle as she waits for his answer. 'Wow, she's beautiful.' He thinks. Quinn waves her hand in front of his face, "Hellooooo. You in there?" "Yea- I mean, yes. I'd love to be your buddy." Quinn beams. "Ok! Awesome! What's your name anyway?" "N-noah Puckerman." He gives her a nervous smile. "Nice to meet you, Noah Puckerman." The teacher pipes up again. "Alright, everyone have a buddy? Great! Now, make sure you hold your buddy's hand tightly. We wouldn't want anyone getting lost." Quinn grabs Noah's hand and he feels a quick flutter in his stomach. They smile at eachother as the walk outside.
In the misty morning fog, with our hearts a thumping. And you ,my brown eyed girl
When they arrive at the park, Noah realizes his palms are sweaty and quickly lets go of Quinn's hand. "Quinn!" A dark-haired Latina girl yells, "Let's go play on the swings!" A small blonde girl says "Yea, Quinn come on!" Quinn looks back at Noah. "Those are my friends. I should probably go." "Right, of course. You go play on the swings," Noah says, trying to hide his disappointment. A brown-haired boy, who looks too tall to be in kindergarten approaches Noah. "Hey, I'm Finn! Wanna play tag?" Noah looks at Finn, then back at Quinn, who's about to walk away. "Yea, let's play tag. My name's Noah." "Cool, dude. There are a few of us playing over there." He points to a young Chinese boy and a short, pale boy who looks more interested in his fingernails than in the thought of playing Tag. Quinn smiles, and starts to walk away. At the last minute she turns and hugs Noah. "Thanks for being my buddy, Noah. You're the best!" Noah quickly hugs back, and feels another flutter in his stomach. 'I hope I'm not getting sick,' he thinks. The two go off in their opposite directions, Quinn skipping to meet Brittany and Santana by the swings, and Noah running to play tag with his newfound friends.
I hear a song, makes me think of a girl I used to know. I sing along when I hear it on the radio now.