Hello, and welcome to my first official GLEE fan fiction. I am so excited to be writing this write now. It gives me something to do and it's been fun so far! This fan fiction is a mix of drama, romance, comedy (all three things the show has), but in this I'll be throwing in some suspense. You'll see. I don't own GLEE or any of the characters or trademarks mentioned in this fan fiction. Enjoy!
"Five, six, seven, eight!" Rachel Berry shouted to her fellow glee club members. She clapped her hands to keep tempo for them as they practiced some vocal warm-ups. She noticed that not only were there wrong notes, someone wasn't singing. "Stop!" Rachel walked over to Quinn Fabray.
"Here we go…" Kurt Hummel said with a sigh, putting a hand on one of his hips. The other members of the club looked on with interest.
"Can I help you?" Quinn said as Rachel approached her.
"Yes," Rachel said. "You can help me and the rest of the club by pulling your weight and doing your warm-ups. Do you think you're too good for them or something? You think you're too good for glee club?"
Quinn looked around nervously.
"Come on, Rachel" said Finn Hudson, the male lead for "New Directions." He stepped out the line that was made for warm-ups. "She just had a baby yesterday. Don't you think that maybe her throat's a little sore from screaming and pushing it out and stuff?"
Quinn smiled at Finn. Rachel looked at Finn's face. She could never be angry at him after seeing his face, thinking about how much she loved him. She crossed her arms and tapped her foot, then strode back to the piano. She pressed the middle C key. "Okay," said Rachel, keeping the note on the piano going. "I want you all to sing this note." No one sang. "Well?" she said as she looked around at the members of the show choir.
"Rachel, why are you being like this?" Mercedes Jones said, shaking her head.
Rachel was taken aback at being questioned. "Look. If we want to place at Regionals next year, we have to be good. Right now, I don't even think we'll place for the second time because none of you are actually trying."
"It's summertime, Rachel," said Quinn, crossing her arms. "We don't want to be at your 'mandatory' glee rehearsal right now. We want to be at home relaxing or hanging out with our friends, or something."
There were murmurs of agreement throughout the room. "Are you telling me that you really don't want to place at Regionals?" Rachel said, shocked.
"It's not like we don't ever want to practice," Quinn shot back. "We just don't want to practice right now. We have the whole school year to practice for Regionals. And what's more, glee club can't be successful with one person doing all the work. We all want to be great, but if you're the only one trying around here, nothing's going to get done."
"You go, girl," Mercedes said with a laugh.
Rachel shot Mercedes a look. "Fine, but -" she began, but she was cut off by a voice coming from the doorway.
"What on earth are you guys doing here?"
Everyone looked. It was Will Schuster, the coach of New Directions. "Shouldn't you guys be at home? It's summer," he said.
"We would be," said Tina Cohen-Chang. She looked over at Rachel and said "But little miss diva over there called a rehearsal on us."
"You all know that practice is important for success," Rachel began, attempting to defend herself. "Mr. Schu, how come you're here too?"
"I just have to take the rest of my things out of the office before the school's closed for the summer." Will came in and sat down on a stool next to Rachel. "I'm getting off topic. Rehearsals aren't supposed to start until school is in session," said Will. He turned his attention to the rest of the club. Most of them had already sat down in the chairs at the back of the room.
"I tried to tell her!" Quinn said, looking at her manicured nails.
"How did you even get in here? Wasn't the door locked?" asked Will, confused.
"I bribed Figgins with some money out of my Julliard fund. There's more than enough in there already," said Rachel, gloating. "He told me that if anyone asks, I'm teaching summer school performing arts."
Will was even more confused now. "Guys, there's no need for rehearsals this early in the game. I want you all to go home and enjoy your summers. Do something fun, go to the movies, hang out with friends."
"Fine," said Rachel, looking out to her classmates. "But if we don't place at Regionals again, don't blame me for it." She turned and walked quickly out the door of the choir room, and it was obvious that she was angered.
"Rachel…" Will called to her with a sigh.
"There she goes," said Kurt, shaking his head. "Diva-ing out like always."
Finn got up from his chair and exited the room to go find Rachel.
Quinn walked to the doorway shortly after Finn left and saw Rachel sitting against the wall in the hallway. Quinn hid herself from view, but still allowed herself to see Rachel. She looked at her with envious eyes. Rachel now had Finn sitting next to her, with an arm wrapped around her shoulders. Even though she was with Puck, Quinn still couldn't deny that she had feelings for Finn. She remembered the time Finn sang "Having my baby" to her. Often, she wished it actually was Finn's baby. She knew Finn would have been a great father, much better than Puck could be, and she might have even kept the baby had it been Finn's. What an adorable baby we would make, she thought. No matter how much she hated Rachel Berry, Quinn wanted nothing more to be in her place so that she could feel the warm embrace of Finn's arms, the tenderness of his lips against hers. For a second, she thought she saw Finn's eyes meet hers. She looked away as her thoughts were interrupted.
"Quinn… why are you spying on Rachel and Finn?" Puck said as he came up behind her.
"Oh, what?" Quinn said, looking up at him. "I'm n-not. I was just making sure that Rachel was okay. I noticed she was crying and I just wanted to see what was wrong." She was lying through her teeth.
"I know you better than that. You hate Rachel."
"Okay, maybe I do," Quinn mumbled, "but still get upset to see another girl cry. Sorry, Puck. I know you don't understand."
"Yeah, not really," Puck said with a laugh. "Why didn't you go see if she was alright yourself?"
"Finn was comforting her. I didn't want to interrupt them, you know?" Although she told Puck this, Quinn actually did want nothing more than to come between Finn and Rachel.
"Okay, babe," Puck said, running his fingers through her hair. "Let's go."
Together, they walked passed Finn and Rachel. Quinn glanced back at Finn, but he never turned to look at her. Quinn turned her head forward as they walked out into the sunlight of a warm summer afternoon.
"Rachel!" Finn called. He ran to Rachel, who was sitting against the wall of the hallway with her face buried in her arms. "Hey, you okay?" he asked as he quietly sat down next to her.
"I'm fine," said Rachel, her voice muffled. She looked up to see Finn looking down at her affectionately. His eyes were warm and entrancing. She could feel the heat of his body as he sat only millimeters away from her. Finn slowly put his arm around her and kissed her head.
"I know you only want us to be amazing, Rachel," Finn said quietly. "Even though you are a little controlling sometimes."
She was silent for a second "U-us…?" Rachel said, looking at him with confusion on her face.
"Yeah," Finn said with a smile. "You know, the glee club? But I think you and I are pretty awesome together too, if that's what you're thinking."
Rachel giggled and looked down the hall, out the glass doors to the outside. "I just try so hard to make the glee club worth something to this school, you know? I'm tired of everyone in it being slushied all the time, and our picture in the yearbook being defaced. I want New Directions to be what it was ten years ago. To have the glee club rival the Cheerios for popularity would be great, wouldn't it?"
Finn sighed. "You know, I've realized high school isn't all about popularity. You're one of the people who helped me realized that. As long as you're doing what you love, nothing else matters, right?"
Rachel smiled and looked down at her shoes. She looked up at Finn, and he was smiling with the adorable half-smile that she loved about him. The two leaned in close and shared a passionate kiss. Rachel thought to herself that Finn was the only person for her, and she was glad he was hers. Their lips came apart and they smiled at each other. A moment later, Rachel looked up to see Quinn and Puck walking past them toward the door. She saw Quinn look back at them. Was she glaring? Or was she staring at Finn? Either way, Rachel took it as an offensive gesture. You'd better keep yourself off my boy, Cheerio, Rachel thought to herself. Finn didn't look at them. His eyes were fixated on Rachel's.
"Finn?" Rachel said, coming out of her moment of spite toward Quinn. She looked up to him, seeing his raised eyebrow and crooked smile. "Do you want to come over tonight? We're going out to dinner and I would love for you to get to know my two gay dads a little more."
"Yeah, I'd love to," Finn said, not hearing that her dads would be there also. "But right now we should probably get going. Everyone's gone and the janitor is coming by to wax the floors." He nodded to her left, letting Rachel know of the janitor's presence.
Rachel turned her head to see the janitor with the floor-waxing machine, waiting for them to move. Finn and Rachel stared at the guy for a second, then stood up and walked toward the door.
"Well, that was awkward," said Rachel.
"Tell me about it," Finn replied. "I wonder how long that dude was watching us."
"Probably the whole time from behind a corner, no doubt," Rachel said quietly. "I've heard he's a creeper. But don't tell anyone. "
The two pushed there way through the doors that led to the front of William McKinley High School, feeling the warmth of the midday sun shining down on them. They sat on a bench and watched a few cars pass by.
"Do you want a ride home?" Finn offered.
"Actually, there's my dad. He's pulling into the lot right now. But thanks," Rachel said with a grin. They held hands and kissed. Rachel picked up her bag of sheet music and turned to get into her dad's SUV. Finn watched as Rachel pulled on her seatbelt and blew him a kiss. He smiled, and gave her a small wave as the car left the parking lot. A minute passed as Finn realized that summer was waiting for him, and with summer comes long nights of Halo 3. But tonight, Finn was had something else to look forward to. He and Rachel were going out for dinner. Their first actual date. "Awesome," he whispered.