So hey guys! Jessie and Rachel are my Glee OTP and I just really wanted to write a fan fiction for them! I hope you like it, please review! Feedback and idea suggestions will make me better ;)
I always objected to taking the ugly yellow school bus to any sort of outing the Glee club had and was always either starred down by everyone or just ignored, which I didn't particularly respect at all. I sat at the very back by the window. During the long trip to New York I would do some major warm up vocals as this was the biggy. The one we've been waiting for and I for one am very very eager to kick some serious ass. Maybe there will even be superstar scouts and since I'll be singing the ballad with Finn I'm bound to stand out. Then again, even if I wasn't singing with Finn I would still probably get noticed. I put my earphones in a started purring. The rest of Glee club have gotten used to it now, whereas on our first trip they were literally throwing mashed up pieces of paper at me to be quiet. "Laaaaa, laaaaa, laaaaa, laaaaaaaa" I quietly giggled in amusement, at my performing each note perfectly. As usual of course. I was stunned when I felt someone's presence next to me. I pulled my earphones out as Finn smile softly at me. "Finn, hey" I greeted him. My stomach fluttered. Since regional's things had been very off between the two of us, which meant very awkward rehearsals. "Hey" He beamed. I fluttered my eyelashes as I wondered if had to lie to Quinn in order to talk to me.
"Does Quinn know you're over here?" I murmured looking out of the window. He paused. I heard him sigh. I was never insecure, but around him and her when it came to insecurity I was pretty much at rock bottom. However I could never tell anyone that. Except my diary. "Yeah she does… I thought maybe we could practice our duet" He shrugged, those sparking brown eyes screaming for everything to be okay between us. But deep down inside both of our souls we knew that such a thing wasn't possible. However I still accepted and so we practiced. I got my iPod speakers out of my pink bag and searched for Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol. I knew Finn was a big fan of their music so I suggested it to Mr Schuester and when he heard us sing it he said it was perfect. Of course that was when my sole mission was the win back Finn, but I had slightly given up since him and Quinn have been inseparable for a good few months now. We sang to perfection. Although we were not romantically involved anymore the chemistry was very much still in tact. I could tell by the way his eyes glistened when I hit the extreme notes that only I and Mercedes we capable of in the club. Everyone was impressed by the effortlessness of it, even if they don't show it, but Finn is terrible at hiding his emotions and everyone can read him. I knew feelings still remained between us and maybe we should not set things in stone just yet, but I know were I stand in his life, and so long as it's not by his side holding his hand and having him whisper that he loves me I will not waste my time chasing him.
"That was great, really" Finn reassured biting his lips, a flush of rose spreading across his cheeks. I smiled and nodded in agreement. Then he bid goodbye and I watched as he steadily travelled over back to Quinn. My heart ached when he kissed her softly on the head and placed his arm around her. I shook my flipping my hair back. Don't beat yourself up about it, you're about to win this club the nationals trophy. And so, I listened to the songs and continuously went through the dance routines, until eventually we arrived at our destination, New York City.
Nationals isn't like Sectionals or Regionals. It was a four day process in which case we needed to stay at a hotel. We stood in the hotel lobby looking completely out of place as Mr Schuester signed us in. "Okay, we are signed in and ready to unpack" Mr Schuester announced. There was a cheer of relief. "But before you go I need to tell you who is in what room with who" Confusion clouded the group. I would usually be the one to release my anger out in a forward fashion first, but sometimes Mercedes beat me to the chase. "Oh hell no Mr Schuester" She said popping out a hip and snapping her fingers. Mr Schuester sighed. Now it was my turn. "I completely agree with Mercedes. Sharing rooms is just a riot waiting to happen! Especially if we're with someone we don't like" My eyes drifted to Quinn, but she was too involved in the gaze her and Finn were sharing. It then came to my attention that Mr Schuester's eyes were somewhere different. Everyone noticed and followed his stare. I rolled my eyes. "Puck! What the hell are you doing?" Mr Schuester shouted.
Caught red handed. Puck was in the cute little souvenir shop which contained small models of the Statue of Liberty and the Empire State building. Of course, Puck being Puck had just strolled in there and attempted to steal one of the small figures. He stood there, his eyebrows knitted together. "What?" He exclaimed, outraged. I had to give him props. His acting skills were awfully convincing. We wouldn't buy it. We practically saw him with our eyes rob the damn thing. It was so immature. "Just do us all a favour and put it back" Mr Schuester ordered with narrowed eyes.
"I don't know what your talking about" Puck said about to walk out of the shop. We all shouted for him not to. The last thing we needed was to be kicked out of the hotel when we had only just gotten here. "Whatever it is you took. I mean are you so stupid you forgot to bring cash to New York City?" I asked, speaking for the group. Puck's sigh was loud as he placed the little model of the Statue of Liberty back on the shelf and strutted over to us. "Thank you… now as I was saying, yes you guys are going to be sharing rooms, yes I have already picked and no I'm not changing my mind about the decision"
I gritted my teeth. Maybe I should have just let Puck steal that cheap model and gotten us kicked out. A different hotel might have solved my sudden situation. Whoever I was with I would be miserable. Maybe not so much Mercedes since we are kind of the same, but Tina, Brittany, Santana, Lauren and Quinn I all had a problem with. Tina, things were just awkward since we never really spoken properly. Brittany is an idiot. Santana is a whore who cares about sex more than anyone I've ever met in my life so far. Lauren freaks me out and Quinn, she was another subject entirely. I couldn't bear to look at her, knowing that she was the one separating me and Finn from being together. So, either way this amazing trip to the City that never sleeps has just took a turn for the worst. Mr Schue began reading out the names of people sharing rooms.
"Puck and Artie, room 31" He tossed the keys into Arties lap.
"Oh yeah man just like old times" Puck beamed, although Artie looked terrified. Puck bearable during the day, but I imagine spending 4 whole nights with him would be exhausting. "Finn, Sam and Mike you guys are in a three, room 34" Our teacher continued. They were okay with that. The guys were done which left the girls. Tension clouded the atmosphere.
"Brittany and Santana, room 33" Santana's eyes drifted to the floor and Brittany smiled a sad smile as she took the key from Mr Schue's hand.
"Oh and Santana, don't even think about sneaking into Finns room even if it is for Sam" Quinn said with one eyebrow raised. Santana stood and shook her head as she breathed out harshly.
"Screw you hoe" She murmured as she turned around. What did Quinn care what people call her? She had everything she wanted. I suddenly came to a possible realization. There were four of us left Tina, Mercedes, me and…Quinn. I held my breath just waiting for Mr Schue to announce who I was with, even though deep down I already knew. "Tina and Mercedes, room 30 which leaves Quinn and Rachel, room 32" I sighed. I felt my nostrils flare wide with frustration. There is no way in hell that I was going to share a room with her and that was final! When Mercedes and Tina skipped away linking each others arm I marched up to Mr Schue.
"I protest to be put in a room with Quinn!" I fumed. I imagine he saw this coming as he just gave me those eyes that stated I-hope-I-don't-have-to-repeat-myself and my-decision-is-final.
"Yeah Mr Schue can't we just have our own rooms, or swap with someone or something?" Quinn asked in a reasonable tone.
Mr Schuester explained that no one will probably want to swap as Santana and Brittany were "best friends" and so were Tina and Mercedes. We would just have to make do with our situation. I stomped my foot furiously and stormed off to room 32, pulling my aluminous pink suitcase behind me. This was going to be a long 4 days…
After awkwardly unpacking in mine and Quinn's hotel room, the Glee club had decided that we would all go on an outing tour around this gorgeous city. It was incredible but the thing that saddened me was being in a group of people completely unlike me. Mercedes and Tina were giggling about something whilst, again, linking arms. Brittany and Santana seemed to be having an intense conversation further behind the group. Artie was being pushed by Puck who was checking out girls as he walked on by. "Imagine what it would be like to bang that red head" He stated. I shook my head. He was like an impulsive, sex driven monkey. Mike was going through dance moves at the side of me, hoping and praying he wouldn't screw up when the night actually came. Quinn and Finn were holding hands, sweet laughs escaping there lips. And there I was. I hate to admit it but, I was a loner.
I didn't mind to be honest. I have always been alone. I couldn't exactly make it big being in a group or duo now could I? The world was my oyster, mine. No one would take that away from me. I will not stop until girls all over the state, no, world are wallpapering my face around their room and setting my songs as their ring tones on their cells. These guys will be sorry to ever treat me like I didn't belong. I did belong just not to this group of underachievers. Something pulled me out of my drastic vision. A voice I would know anywhere, a song that will always remain within the depths of my heart. I couldn't believe it. I wouldn't believe it. I stopped. My feet refused to pick up as I stood by a stoplight and saw him. Luckily we were headed this way anyway so I didn't look like too much of a fool. Although Finn noticed my abrupt change of face. "Rachel. Rachel are you…" He didn't finish. His eyes followed my gaze. It seemed like some sort of act of twisted fait.
"I've been alone with you inside my mind, and in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times. I sometimes see you pass outside my door, Hello. Is it me you're looking for?"
Jesse sang.