Hey again! Sorry for not updating in ages! ive been really busy with loades of stuff, and ive been struggling to come up with new ideas, i have 3 fics in progress at the moment (including this one) so hopefully i'll get the time to finish those and upload them at some point in the near future :) This story, i goingto be split into chapters, im not sure how many yet though, but this is only chapter 1 :) Thanks SO much my friend Meg for coming up with the title of it :)
Beth, I Hear You Calling.
Quinn was sitting in Spanish class, daydreaming to herself about the night before, nothing really happened, but nothing seemed like everything when it came down to that one night, unfortunately it had left her really tired, and she was on the brink of falling asleep. She heard a knock on the door, and a little girl walked in.
She couldn't have been older than 5 years old, she was really small, with elegant blonde curls that hung off of her shoulders, and bounced slightly when she walked. Her walk was more like a skip, as she seemed to jump into almost every step she took. She had dark green eyes that sparkled in the sunlight and she was wearing a little green dress, which suited her very well, because it went exactly with her hair and eyes. She had a very quiet voice, and seemed to be quite shy; as she spoke she was looking at Quinn nonstop, as if she knew her in a different life or something, Quinn was pretty sure that wasn't possible, if it was, then she must be dreaming, she must have fallen asleep during class and was now having a strangely twisted dream. As she heard the little girl say her name quietly, she snapped out of her daydream and got up emeditatly.
"Y-yes?"
She said, looking rather confused, because she didn't have a little sister, or any little relatives, so how did this little girl know her name? And where she went to school? The little girl gestured her to go outside of the room, and once Quinn had alerted the teacher of her class and they had let her out of the class for a little bit, she headed outside with the little girl, the little girl spoke softly and quietly as if she didn't want anyone else to know the subject of their conversation.
"Mommy"
She said, as Quinn's mouth grew wide open, and her jaw dropped dramatically, she was now pretty sure she was dreaming, she had just fallen asleep in Spanish, and once she woke up everything would be back to normal again, at least she hoped.