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All mistakes are mine :)
"Okay bye guys," Quinn calls to her employers as she leaves her studio; they had just completely their biggest photo shoot to date. Quinn walks down the street making her way home; she knows the flat will be empty as Rachel will still be in class. The two moved to New York two years ago after graduating High school. Rachel went to Juilliard as expected, whilst Quinn did a one year training course in photography before getting a mangers job a small photo company. It was their four year anniversary tomorrow and Quinn was planning to propose. But her plan had been thrown into drama when she couldn't find a ring. As Quinn walks home she stops in a small, family owned Jewellers to have one final try.
The ring of the door alerts the owner to her presence.
"How may I help you today young lady?" The grey haired old man behind the counter asks gently. He moves around the counter to come and stand next to Quinn. She eyes him slightly before answering.
"Well sir, I am looking for an engagement ring. I've searched everywhere, I was hoping to propose tomorrow but have had no luck finding the perfect one," she replies looking down at the selection of rings, locked away in the glass box. After only getting silence in reply to her words she glances up to see the man eyes her carefully.
"Are you proposing to your boyfriend or your girlfriend," he asks, still looking the blonde in front of him up and down.
"My girlfriend, of four years. Why does that matter?" Quinn asks, worried he would throw her out for being gay. The man moves away, gesturing for her to follow. He leads her into a smaller room, filled with fancier items. He pulls out a small black velvet box and hand it too Quinn. Opening it carefully, Quinn looks to find see what is inside. She gasps in shock.
"This is so wonderful. It is perfect. How much?" she asks looking up at the old man, she smiles gently.
"Well its value is over $10,000. But you for, $2,000. I can see in your eyes that money is not an issue, but I can also tell that your love is pure and that your girlfriend is a lucky lady to have you," he explains taking the box towards the till. Quinn hands him her credit card, still shocked at the man's kindness. Finally he hands her back the little box.
"Good luck, my dear. I wish you all the happiness with you girlfriend," he says as Quinn walks out of the door, calling "Thank you" over her shoulder.
Quinn rushes home, knowing she doesn't have long till Rachel will be home.
GLEEGLEEGLEE
MEANWHILE AT JUILLIARD
Mama who bore me,
Mama who gave me
No way to handle things—
Who made me so sad.
Mama, the weeping.
Mama, the angels.
No sleep in Heaven
Or Bethlehem.
Some pray that, one day,
Christ will come a-callin'
They light a candle,
And hope that it glows.
And some just lie there,
Crying for him to come
And find them.
But when he comes,
They don't know how to go.
Mama who bore me,
Mama who gave me
No way to handle things—
Who made me so bad.
Mama, the weeping.
Mama, the angels.
No sleep in Heaven
Or Bethlehem.
"AND CUT! OKAY PEOPLE THAT IS IT FOR TODAY. EVERYONE GO HOME!" Mr Wedekind called to his class. Rachel didn't need to be told twice she knew when she got home, her girlfriend would be there. And she was excited. It's was their anniversary tomorrow and she was planning to take Quinn out for a romantic meal tomorrow. They had decided to each organise a surprise and Quinn's was for tonight!
"Rachel, could you come here a moment?" Mr Wedekind called over to her.
"Yes sir?" Rachel asked as she reached him aging drama teacher.
"Rachel I just wanted to tell you how well you sang today. You really do have an amazing talent," the teacher gushed. He then walked away without another word leaving Rachel smiling as she skipped, yes skipped out of the building.
Rachel felt like she was walking on air as she made her way home. She was doing what she always wanted, was living in New York City like she'd always dreamed. And she had a perfect girlfriend who she loved more than anything. Life was good!
"Hi baby, I'm home. How are you?" Rachel calls as she walks through the front door of the apartment. Hearing nothing but silence in reply she puts her coat and bag down on the sofa and walks into the Kitchen.
"Quinn?" She calls as she moves further and further into the flat. Reaching their bedroom, she opens the closed door. "Quinn, why is the bedroom door shut? I swear if you are in there..." Rachel trails off as she walks into the room, "with someone else." She mumbles looking around the room taking in the many different candles, the roses on the bed, and her girlfriend.
"Rachel, baby, the past four years have been amazing. I love you so much; I want to spend forever with you. Will you please, do me the greatest honour of becoming my wife?" Quinn asks, producing a beautiful engagement ring. Rachel stands in pure shock looking down at the women she loves.
"No," Rachel whispers before turning and running out of the apartment, leaving a heart broken Quinn stood in the bedroom, holding what she thought had been a perfect engagement ring in her hands and tears streaming down her face.
SONG; Mama Who Bore Me from the musical Spring Awakening.
Thought?