A/N: Hey ya boiz and gurlz. Jest keeding. I've had this AU in my head for a long time and you should know that it takes place in the present and now it's time for it to COME ALIVE. But fret you shan't children because I'm not quitting 'These Four Walls'. KTHNXBAI
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She sees him behind a stack of watermelons at a Whole Foods. He's with his mom, looking at a bag of flax seeds, deciding whether to buy only one bag or the fabulous deal of buy 2 get 1 free. They decide to go with one because who can eat 3 bags of flax seeds?
It's mid January and there's no snow outside. That's strange during this time of year in Lima. He's wearing a black and blue striped sweater, which is something weird for jocks to wear. She knows that he's a football and lacrosse player; football season just ended in the fall, and lacrosse season is coming up, which means he'll get to feel free again.
She thinks that she's never fallen in deeper love. He's so perfect. He's got this perfect blonde Bieber hair and perfect body and a great sense of fashion. He's like one of those cute Tumblr boys online, but the only difference is, she knows this one in real life, which is a good difference.
But she's not exactly like all those other girls at Oakley Middle School. She doesn't have the hot bikini girl look, or manicured nails and flowing locks. No. Quinn Fabray has some more weight than the other girls. Her blonde hair doesn't go down in a waterfall. And she would never want to put a bikini on.
But, she has some good features, she thinks. Her hair is a pretty color, and her body isn't that fat. She fits beautifully in a medium sized dress from Forever 21 or skinny jeans from Hollister, it just takes slight squeezing, and only little effort, she swears. And people always say that she has perfect eyes. Everyone does. Even the popular girls on Facebook like her profile pictures and comment saying that her eyes look "really prettyy". Plus, she's always thought that she's had nice teeth. Who can blame her? Her father Russell is an amazing dentist whose salary is more than two regular families combined. And that's another thing; her family is rich as hell. They don't abuse anything, though. They live like any other family would... sometimes.
Her iPhone 4S rings with a text from her mom Judy telling her to meet her and Russell in the aisle where they sell okra. That means she'll get to pass Sam on her way. Cha-ching! She steps out of her watermelon hiding place, putting her phone in the back pocket of her jeans, and getting off of the watermelon she was leaning on, when all of a sudden, a watermelon falls from the top and explodes, splattering her entire front side.
And Sam Evans saw it happen.
She feels like a complete fool. How could this happen right now, at this moment? It is an absolute embarrassment. She's an absolute embarrassment. And it was so loud. Everyone could hear it, even her parents, who are now next to Sam and his mom, watching, just like everyone else.
"A little help here?" she asks, and her parents let go of their shopping cart, brushing watermelon chunks off her shirt. There's a "Clean up at the watermelons" above them in the loud speakers and someone immediately comes over, helping Quinn from the mess she's caused. What's a surprise is that her backside is basically untouched. Her parents rush over to the employee.
"We're so sorry for the mess. We'll pay for the watermelon," they say. Judy's fishing into her purse for a ten and Russell's ready to take the money and hand it to them.
"It's OK," the 20 year old says, pushing his mop through the juices of the watermelon.
"We insist," they respond. Quinn rolls her eyes at how ridiculous this is getting.
"Fine," he says, "Just pay at the cashiers," and he resumes mopping.
"Of course, thank you, sir!" and they rush over to pay whatever damage their daughter's cost... just like any other day.
She's given a towel to wipe off anything dirty when she catches Sam's eyes. It's only for a microsecond, and she quickly looks away afterwards. She's so embarrassed. Nothing like this could have happened to any other girl, or just any other person. Can this not happen?, she thinks. It's total failure for her. The first time they make eye contact, she's covered in sweet residue.
Her parents come back to her with their hands full of groceries. "Come on, sweetie," her mom says, pulling her away from the scene. "Let's go."
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"But I don't want to," she whines to her older brother Grant. She's in his room while her older sister Frannie and parents sleep soundly in their rooms. It's midnight in February and the day before she has to go back to school from break.
"Well you have to," he responds. Grant isn't much help. She's always thought that he's just a stupid Boston College lacrosse player, the one that gets the girls, so why did she even come here in the first place, she thinks. She should've gone to Frannie for this type of school stuff, since she's not in college yet. One more year though, she thinks.
"Never mind," she says, and walks out of her brother's room.
She wanders down the hall, slipping and sliding on the long carpet spread across the wooden floor boards. She opens the door to her bedroom, plopping down in front of her vanity. She makes sure that her door is closed and her windows are shut before grabbing the new MacBook Pro her parents got her for her birthday. They always do that, she thinks, keeping everything safe with money. She quickly opens iTunes and starts belting out a Taylor Swift classic in front of her mirror with her hairbrush as a microphone, although she's one hundred percent sure Sam isn't looking through his window at her like Lucas was with Taylor.
She has her playlist on all throughout the night, falling asleep into it. In the morning, she wakes up to find it blaring 'Call Me Maybe' and decides to brush her teeth to it, dancing around like a fool. After she's done getting ready, she stuffs a couple of books into her backpack, a clean cut black North Face. Yet another thing her parents bought her.
She races down the stairs to find only Frannie in the kitchen eating an omelet and watching an early rerun of 'Drake and Josh'. It's her second favorite episode, the Peruvian Puff Pepper, right after the Christmas special. She reaches inside the fridge for milk and quickly grabs Cap'n Crunch off the shelf, pouring herself a generous bowl.
Breakfast is silent and Frannie doesn't seem to be wanting to spark up a new conversation anytime soon so she just watches 'Drake and Josh' with her silently, both laughing when Megan says boob and boober.
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Quinn steps out from the kitchen with her salad and into the cafeteria, her wandering eyes looking for somewhere to sit. No bathroom again, please, she thinks. That was something she hoped would never happen again.
She's pushed aside by the popular group and her salad almost spills to the floor. It's Madison and Lily, two of some of the most popular girls in school. The girls who put up a photo of them in the middle of the road with an ice cream dot on their noses on Facebook and get 10 likes in two minutes, whose first comments are "FIRSTT" and always draw out the last letter of a word.
Quinn fucking hates their guts.
"Oops, sorry, Quinnie," Madison says. The two then giggle to their hearts' content and sit down on the table where they regularly sit, along with all the other popular kids. Quinn sees Sam there.
Oh no. Not Sam. Since the incident at Whole Foods, she has tried everything to avoid him. He's probably already told everybody about it, and Madison and Lily were probably the first ones to know. I hate him so much, she thinks, although she knows that the feeling will go away in no time when she sees his face again.
She looks really stupid right now, standing in the middle of the cafeteria with no place to go. Her head perks up when she sees the theatre group sitting near the wall, and thinks that it's either that or the bathroom. She chooses the theatre group.
As she walks near them, she hears the commotion about Oakley's upcoming production of 'Into the Woods' and how Sam Evans got the lead role as the baker. Surprise, surprise. It's not something that amazing; Sam Evans snagging the lead in this year's winter musical. That's captivates her so much. How can someone be this big lacrosse jock while being a really annoying popular kid that she can hate so much to being a part of the theatre nerds to being the most down to earth person. It's mind boggling and it's what draws her so much to him.
Every time she thinks of how special of a person he is, she swears that she loves him. She knows that it's probably not true, and it's also part of testosterone's fault because she knows what true love is; she's watched 'The Notebook' with her mom and Frannie about a million times. Why can't me and Sam be like Allie and Noah? she asks herself. Oh yeah, it's because I'm me and he's he and we'll never be together.
She puts her salad down next to Rachel Berry a.k.a the annoying Jew and overhears a snippet about how she's auditioning for the role of the baker's wife in the musical. The baker's wife? she thinks, Doesn't that mean Sam's wife?
She figures that she shouldn't be eavesdropping anymore and quietly eats her salad, rereading 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows' for the hundredth time. She has science next, and she hates it so much. It's not that Mr. Howard is mean, it's that he's a horrible teacher. He's funny and chill but he cannot teach. She hasn't learned a thing in his class and only keeps a B average, which is bad when you're an honor student.
The kid she sits next to isn't also the coolest person in the world either. His name is Eli, and he's one of those kinds of kids who wear Snapbacks whenever and snap gum in class and think that "they got too much swag". Quinn's best friend Sara sits across from her, so everything isn't all that bad. And Sam sits in Quinn's row, right at the end when she sits right at the front, so their friendship / relationship status hasn't changed much. But it's her first year where she actually has classes with him, and they've actually talked before so it isn't all that bad because now she doesn't have to wait until the next play to be able to see him.
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She rushes down to the science room because she's really late now. Mr. Levine let orchestra out late, and then she had to run back because she forgot her practice sheet music on the piano... again.
The door to the science room is closed, and she jiggles it to get it open. When she finally does, it pops open and she sees them lined up against the whiteboard with their backpacks on and binders in their arms. That can only mean one thing... new seats. She feels guilty, but she's so relieved to finally get out of Eli's reach. She also sits with him in history, and that's no fun either, especially when he breathes on her with expanding nostrils and takes her pencil, claiming "I didn't! I didn't!" when, of course, everyone saw that he did.
Half the kids are in their new seats and Sara is still standing up. She shuffles over to her, praying that she'll get to sit next Sara again, even though they already did in first term. She's certain that Sara's hoping for the same thing.
But it doesn't happen. Sara gets partnered with a girl named Abbey and now there's only one table left with only kid. Herself. Mr. Howard puts her there, all by herself, but at least it's the table next to Sara's.
"All set," Mr. Howard states, and he asks them to take out the notes from before vacation about plate tectonics. They get started on Wegner's Theory but it's boring as hell. He's got his slideshow presentation up on the screen and it's so tiny because he puts the projector so close to the board. Quinn's always had an eye for design and wants to do something with graphics when she gets to the high school when the door swings open and Sam Evans strolls in.
"Sam, you're late," Mr. Howard says, and Sam hands him a pass from Ms. Applebaum, the school's chorus teacher. Mr. Howard snatches it from him and takes a quick peek at it before rolling it up into a ball and tossing it into the recycle bin.
"Whoa, new seats," Sam says and Quinn rolls her eyes. No really, dumb butt? she thinks. She's so annoyed with him right now.
"Yeah, and you'll be sitting next to Quinn for the last term," says Mr. Howard, pointing to his new seat next to her.
Holy crap.
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OK, yes, this is basically my life, that's why I've got so much to write about. All these people are real, but I've just changed their names, keeping the first letter of each one. Don't get on my chiz about this, ehkay? Yes, I am a loser in life. Please review, because it makes me really happy and I actually do update faster and I want to continue this story all the way to the end! Thanks, and please review! You're all awesome! ;3