Fate is Unexpected in Disguise
Summary: Heather meets a mysterious brunette in the most unexpected places. What does fate have to give?
Note: A song inspired me to write this. To make the experience better, listen to it here: /watch?v=VIDGqhkY2NE just add youtube in front of it.
This is my first fanfiction please review.
Disclaimer: I do not own Heather or Naya or Glee. Obviously.
Italics are Character's thoughts.
Enjoy and please review. ;)
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Chapter 1: Bus Stop
No POV
Heather stood outside waiting at the bus stop. Lampposts around her emitting a soft yellow glow. She pulled her overcoat around herself as a breeze of cold frosty wind blew. The sky was graying and the trees swayed with the wind. Her blonde hair gently flying before cascading slowly on her shoulders. It was the middle of November. Multicolor leaves surrounded her. A combination of soft orange colored leaves to a rusty red color. She smiled when a leaf fell softly on top of her head. She plucked it from her head and examined the small maple leaf in the palm of her hand. Heather adjusted her glasses to see it clearly. It was a vibrant green with a hint of orange and yellow on the sides. She let it fall from her hand onto the cold cement sidewalk below.
Soon a white and blue bus came around the corner. Heather watched as it soon came to a full stop and the door slid open. She muttered a quick hello to the bus driver as he asked for my money. Heather went and sat near the end of the bus, watching through the window.She was amazed to find that she was the only passenger on the bus. It was usually busy this late at night. As the bus driver went to close the door a flash of dark brown hair ran past her window.
"Wait! Hold on!" Cursing in Spanish, a girl with tan skin made her way up the bus. Her hair was disheveled and she was breathing heavily. The bus driver looked slightly bemused at the frantic girl.
"This is the last stop." He held an outstretched hand towards her. "Money please." Heather glanced up towards the Latina and waited in anticipation.
"Oh yes! Sorry," She dug around her pockets desperately searching for money. Finally after a few minutes and no money found, she sighed at the bus driver. "How about an I.O.U?" She tried smiling but the driver shook his head.
"Sorry miss. But if you don't have money, you can't ride this bus," he told her sincerely. The girl opened her mouth to complain but decided against it.
"Yeah, sure. It's okay," she forced a small smile and turned heading out into the coldness.
"Hey! Wait!" Heather yelled. What are you doing Heather?! The girl turned amazed that there was someone besides her and the driver here. She quickly got out of her seat and headed toward the two, reaching for her wallet and taking out some money.
"Uhm-erm. I have some, uhh money that you could use?" Heather said nervously adjusting her glasses. She couldn't help but feel a slight fluttering in her stomach.
Smooth Heather. Real smooth.
"Oh, I can't take your money," she said shaking her head. The Latina pushed the money back towards me.
"Please I insist."
"I can't."
"Yes you can."
"It's just-" She was silenced with an intense look from Heather.
"Take the money, please." The tan girl nodded slowly and took the money without question. Their fingers softly brushed and both girls turned their heads trying to stuff down the heat that rose to their faces. The bus driver raised an eyebrow at the girls.
"Thank you." The tanned girl smiled looking up at Heather. Heather couldn't help but smile back and nod.
"Helloo? Money?" The bus driver tapped his moneybox and waited for the girl to give it to him. Irritated at the man the short Latina shoved the money to his chest. "Touche." The bus soon started to move.
Heather briskly walked to her original seat near the back while the Latina took a seat two rows up from her's. Heather turned and faced her window watching the bus stop fading behind. Houses and stores rushed past the bus. A few people walked silently in the dim lighting of sidewalks. Raindrops started falling lightly leaving streaks in the glass pane. Her mind kept wandering on the short brunette wanting to know more about her. She was always curious of new experiences and this was no exception.
Heather turned towards the girl catching her dark eyes looking back.
Naya's POV
This girl is something. I don't know what but... Something. I looked back towards the blonde who was staring back at me intently. When I caught her looking at me, she turned swiftly banging her head against the window.
"Shit," I heard her mutter. I felt a small tug on my lips
Even from where I was sitting I could see a pink tinge on her cheeks.
I looked at my watch and it seemed we would be here for a while so why not enjoy it? Feeling a bold I rose to my feet and walked carefully towards her.
"Hey back there! Sit down!" I saw the irritating driver looking at me though a mirror.
"Yeah yeah," I waved him off. The blonde noticed my presence and flashed a small smile at me.
"Hello," Her voice sounded curious.
" can I sit here?" I held on to the seat in front of me to keep my balance.
"Yeah sure," the blonde beauty shifted making room for me.
Screech!
The whole bus jerked to a halt, throwing my body forward. Expecting a solid floor I threw my arms out and closed my eyes. A few seconds passed and I felt no pain. But instead I felt strong arms holding my waist. I opened my eyes and found them to be met with cerulean orbs covered by glasses. My breathe hitched when I found our faces were inches apart.
"Told you to sit down!" The bus driver yelled over his shoulder.
Way to ruin the moment.
I turned towards him and flipped him off. Amused the driver just chuckled.
"Hello again," she said cheekily. She slowly retracted her arms and helped me pull myself on the seat.
"Ditto," I replied. She smiled easily seemingly not fazed by what happened minutes before. Soon an awkward silence hung between us as we continue to stare blankly at the window.
"Thanks!" I quickly blurted. The blonde turned at me quizzically. "For the money I mean... And for saving me!" I quickly added. Why are you being such a dork?!
"Well I don't know about the saving part ,but your welcome anyways," she grinned at me. Every time she smiled my stomach kept doing somersaults. This amazing stranger ,who I don't even know the name of, made me feel these funny feelings.
"So. Why do you take the bus?" I tried to keep up the conversations to avoid the awkward silence.
"I don't own a car and my apartment is too far to walk," she shrugged indifferently staring out the window.
"Oh." The blonde nodded slowly. "Don't you have someone to drive you maybe?"
"No, with the kind of job I have anyways. I don't have anyone to really drive me this late at night."
"What's your job?" She didn't answer right away and I felt like I was intruding. "Sorry. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
"It's alright," she looked at me kindly. "I work at a book shop named Trader's Bookshop. It's near the bus stop we were just at. I take the night shifts there." I looked at her glasses and smirked.
"What?" The blonde tried to frown but instead looked like a cute smirk.
"I would have never guessed you to be a book person," I sarcastically said as I pointed to her black glasses.
"Very funny," she laughed lightly and bumped her shoulders against mine playfully. I smiled inwardly at the gesture. "I would have never guessed you to be so..."
"..So what?" I asked. She looked at me with endearing eyes, eyes that told an answer. I felt a thousand, no a million butterflies in my stomach. I wrapped my arms around me to suppress the intense feelings.
"My names Heather by the way!" She blurted avoiding the question. Outside we neared the next bus stop.
"You're avoid-" I was cut off by the bus driver's yelling.
"We're here ladies!" He pulled something that made the bus doors slide open. We both stood up and made our way out of the bus.
"Thank you," Heather said to the driver.
"No problems Miss!" He waved goodbye. Few minutes passed and the bus was gone.
I turned towards Heather and waved goodbye before starting to walk home.
"Wait!" Heather gingerly grabbed my hand stopping me. I looked at her questionably. She smiled softly, "You haven't told me your name..."
My heart felt like it was going to explode with happiness.
She wants to know your name.
"..It's Naya, Naya Rivera." I held out my free hand awkwardly, not knowing if it was too early for a hug (seeming that they only met each other). Heather noticed my trouble. She let go of my hand and wrapped her arms around my neck, enveloping me in a tight embrace. Taken aback I stood there motionless before I slowly brought my arms around her back.
"It's nice to meet you Naya," her voice slightly sultry.
"And to you Heather." I mimed her voice. I could feel her shudder somewhat. It felt good to be embraced by this girl. She felt warm and made me feel fuzzy inside. Without another second Heather let me go and the all too good warmness quickly vanished leaving cold again.
"Bye Naya. Hope we can meet again!" Heather waved goodbye before walking the opposite direction of where I was walking.
"Soon Heather! Very soon!" I waved back longing to feel all too good warmness again. "I hope," I whispered to myself.
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A/N: Hello to everyone! He he I hoped you enjoyed! I'm still debating whether this should be a twoshot or multiple chapters? I don't know yet so I'm leaving that up to you guys!
Reviews are a girl's best friend. Fuck gold and diamonds. What use are they anyway? Except in minecraft.
I was walking along the sidewalk on my way to a nearby grocery store. It was midnight, the moon shining brightly above me.
"I don't think it's a good idea to walk at this time of night," a soft chuckling followed. I quickly turned, half expecting a knife to my throat but relaxed when it was just the same girl.