good evening (or whatever time of day it is for you. here's the fifth instalment of the last faberry week :) i hope you enjoy it!
Quinn liked her morning showers. Not that anyone would ask her, but if they did ask why she enjoyed her morning showers so much, she would answer with a generic 'it wakes me up so I'm ready to start the day' with a vague floppy hand movement. Honestly, though, the reason was the girl in the neighbouring room. Their bathrooms were next door to each other and the walls were pretty thin. So when they showered at the same time (which was surprisingly often), they could hear one another.
The thing with Quinn was that she was a big shower singer. Normally she was very shy about her voice, despite its angelic tone. However, in the shower she just let it out. In her bathroom, she felt alone enough to not be self-guarded. And so that was her time to shine.
The thing with Quinn's neighbour is that she was an even bigger shower singer. And so the pair often sang with one another. The first time it happened was completely unexpected. Quinn was happily singing a very energetic version of Stevie Wonder's Superstition (dance moves and all) when she heard a soft voice from next door singing along. The girl who was singing had an incredible voice. The blonde was in awe. Soon enough she finished said song and moved onto the next, curious if her neighbour would sing along to that too. As she got to the chorus of Stacy's Mom, the girl next door got a bit louder and sounded as if she was really getting into it. That was the best start to a day Quinn had ever had. The simpler things often make a person's day better. Shower singing was that to Quinn.
The pair's shower duets had become a kind of set activity. And despite their almost daily duets, Quinn had yet to build up the courage to talk to her singing buddy. Yes they lived next door to each other, but other than their showers, their schedules never seemed to coincide and so neither Quinn nor the other girl had physically seen each other. At least not close enough to make any kind of conversation.
On this particular morning, Quinn and her neighbour were singing a fairly energetic rendition of Wannabe (not Quinn's choice), when the blonde heard a blood curdling scream coming from next-door. The singing from both sides of the wall came to an abrupt halt. The scream sounded awful. And petrified. Quinn's mind spun at a million miles an hour and for some reason the only thing that came to her mind as a reason for such a dreadful scream was a murderer in her buddy's bathroom. And so, on autopilot, the blonde quickly wrapped a towel around her soaking body and ran next door, rapidly knocking on the door. Hopefully she'd get there before anything too bad happened. If it had, her neighbour wouldn't be able to open the door anyway. Oh God. Quinn thought. What if the murderer opened the door? Then there would be two casualties.
Just as the blonde began regretting her choice to come around, her neighbour opened the door.
Quinn was momentarily stunned and forgot why she'd come to the door. Holy crap, her singing buddy was attractive. Her wet hair was slicked back and her mocha eyes wouldn't let Quinn's eyes move elsewhere."I-" She started, then shook her head in an attempt to get some sort of sense into it. "I heard you scream, are you okay?" Quinn asked, deeply concerned.
"I uhh…" The brunette at the door blushed and looked to the floor. It was only when Quinn followed her eyes that she realised the girl was also only in a towel. She had to remind herself to pay attention to the matters at hand. "It's really stupid but there was a spider and I'm terrified of them and it shocked me and I just… I'm really sorry."
It took all Quinn had not to laugh. This was such a bizarre situation. She'd never heard of anyone ending up at a girl's door because they'd thought the girl was being brutally murdered but then it turned out there was no serial killer but a harmless spider instead. "Don't worry about it." She smiled. "I can move it outside if you want?"
The girl's eyes met Quinn's once more, shining despite the poor lighting of the room. "You'd do that?"
"Sure." Quinn supplied. "But before I go into your room, maybe I should introduce myself. I'm Quinn."
"You have a lovely name." The brunette complimented. "I'm Rachel."
"Well it's nice to finally officially meet you, Rachel. Even if the circumstances are a little odd." Quinn grinned as Rachel let her in.
"Yes well, they certainly aren't ideal." Rachel smiled back and led Quinn to the bathroom. "There's the little devil." Rachel joked, pointing at the spider in the corner of her shower.
It killed Quinn to not make a snarky comment about how tiny it was. But she really didn't want to upset Rachel. She really liked her already. "No problem. I'll sort this little guy out in no time." Quinn crouched down and expertly caught the spider in her hands. "Stand back." She warned as she walked out of the bathroom. "Could you open it for me please?" The blonde requested, nodding at the closed window.
"Sure thing." Rachel replied, eager to get the creature out of the building as soon as possible.
As soon as Quinn let it out, she turned back to the brunette. "Done and dusted." She said, readjusting her towel to make sure it wouldn't fall. "Could I wash my hands please?"
"Of course." Rachel answered, gesturing to the bathroom. "Thank you so much."
"It was my pleasure." Quinn grinned, drying her hands on her towel. "I hope to see you again soon."
"I'm sure we'll meet again at some point." Rachel winked.
Just as Quinn left, she stopped halfway out of the door and cursed under her breath. She quickly turned and came nose to nose with Rachel. She stepped back, blushing. "I'm sorry. In my haste to see if you were okay I may have forgotten my fob to get back into my room and now I'm locked out." The blonde stared at the floor, willing for it to swallow her up. Why was it that she always messed up around pretty girls?! She'd done so well so far as well. She had almost been the hero.
"It's no problem, come into mine and we can sort things out." Rachel offered, showing Quinn into her room once more. "I'll get you some panties, a t-shirt and my bigger pair of sweats. You may have to roll them over at the top so that they fit your waist because they're huge but I think they're the only thing that will fit you height-wise. You can wear one of my sports bras because they're not a set cup size and the circumference is adjustable. ."
Quinn sat on the bed and watched the brunette sort through her drawers. "I'm so sorry for all the hassle."
Rachel waved her hand flippantly in Quinn's direction, without looking backwards. "Don't worry about it, Quinn. This is payment for making you get rid of the spider." Rachel joked. Once she'd finished talking, Rachel stood up straight again, clothes for Quinn in her arms. She held them out for the blonde to take. "Feel free to use the bathroom."
Quinn thanked her neighbour and followed her suggestion to change in the bathroom. They were pretty small and were basically wet rooms so Quinn had to be careful to not Rachel's clothes touch the floor unless she wanted them to be soaking wet. Normally she would have changed in the main body of Rachel's room. With her cheerleading in high school and her attachment to many of the university sports teams, she was used to getting changed among other women. Quinn didn't know how Rachel would react though, and so she stuck to the bathroom.
No longer than a few minutes later, the blonde was back in the main body of Rachel's room. "I'm ready. Shall we head to the reception?"
"Yeah of course." Rachel moved to open the door. "After you m'lady." She joked, letting
the blonde through the door first.
"Thank you very kindly." Quinn replied, smiling.
As she hung back to close the door, Rachel got a better look at her neighbour. She'd seen Quinn from a distance a number of times but she was more familiar with the blonde's voice, thanks to their shower sing alongs. It was nice to have a face to put to a voice. Quinn's voice was angelic. Rachel couldn't have dreamed up how well her face matched her voice. They were both beautiful. Her body was to die for as well. The clothes Rachel had given her weren't exactly the most appealing and yet she still looked flawless. Especially her bum. But that wasn't really what she should be looking at so Rachel averted her eyes and complimented the blonde. "You look good in my clothes."
Quinn laughed. "Thank you. This whole situation could be interesting for other people. I come out of your room in the morning, wearing your clothes. They might think something of it."
"And if they did?"
"Let them." They walked for a few moments in silence before Quinn spoke up again. "You're a pretty decent person, Rach. I wouldn't mind getting to know you better. Are you free this evening?" If Rachel were to say yes, she had a perfect idea.
"Firstly, thank you very much. Secondly, you are also a great person. And thirdly," Rachel paused to think about any prior plans she had for the evening. "I'm free all evening. What have you got planned?"
"I was thinking karaoke." Quinn grinned as they walked through the doors to reception. It meant that Rachel had to hold back her reaction until Quinn had got a spare fob. While getting it, the blonde mentally kicked herself. She hated karaoke. Normally, anyway. Anything involving her singing in front of others was a pretty big no-no. However, now she'd suggested it. There was nothing to do but to follow through with her words. Sometimes Quinn strongly disliked herself.
Once back out of the reception doors and back into their dorming building, Rachel began to show her joy at Quinn's choice. "That is an excellent choice." She praised. "For one, it means we can showcase our singing which is something I love. And secondly, it means we can get to know each other in a fun environment. I love it."
Quinn blushed. She wasn't expecting quite so much of a reaction. "Well.. I thought it was fitting after our previous bathroom interactions."
"It's a perfect fit." The girls came to a halt as they reached their rooms. "Well then. Here we are. I assume I'll see you at about nine this evening?"
Quinn nodded. "I'll be at your door at nine on the dot with your clothes. Thank you so much." The blonde gestured to her borrowed outfit. "I'll see you then, I guess."
"It's a date." Rachel's eyes widened. "I mean- not a date date- unless you want it to be- I'm pretty fluid and you seem lovely. You're also really hot so I wouldn't really mind. Not that I'm just going by looks. You have an intriguing personality and I want to learn more about you and- I'm going to shut up now." The brunette's face reddened. She hated it when words spewed out of her mouth without her being able to stop it. Unfortunately it was a common occurrence.
Quinn stood, slightly dazed by everything thrown at her in so little time. "How about we just get to know each other tonight. Then, if you decide you don't hate me afterwards, I can take you on a date."
"Deal." Rachel smiled shyly as she gestured to her door. "I have to get some work done now, then. I'll see you later." She tucked a stray hair behind her ear.
"I'll see you later." Quinn smiled softly back and nodded slightly. It was a slightly awkward ordeal. Both the girls wanted to go in for a hug but both were too shy to initiate it. Instead, they both shuffled back into their own rooms, mentally preparing themselves for their evening together.
there we go, friends. (hopefully) you'll be pleased to hear that i'll write the karaoke part next week :) i'm exhausted and it would be a load of nonsense if i wrote it now. i'd probably fall asleep on it too. so i thought it was better to write the second part later :) it'll be longer that way too!
anyway, i hope that was okay! thank you so much for reading! it means a lot that you're supporting me. if you have any questions or whatever feel free to hit me up or hop in my tumblr ask. the url's orphellablack :)