Yey, I'm back! Blue here with another chapter. I finished this waaay past the time that I needed to sleep, so you need to repay me! :P I sacrificed for the Puckleberry fans around the world! :)) Anyways, here it is... Chappy 2! Read and review and bears will be born in Gummy form :D
Disclaimer: I do not own any Glee name, event or item mentioned in the story. I also don't own the song mentioned below, it is under Alicia Keys's name. I only own the Mark Salling in my dream with a purple mohawk =))
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Oh my, the painful buzzing of my alarm clock goes through my head increasingly… Wait a minute, I never act this way at 6am in the morning. Oh well, it must be from my extra practice of the girls' song from last night. I terribly failed to sing my correct lines yesterday during Glee, put on a blushing mask afterwards and drowned in my own tears. Speaking of tears, I suddenly remembered what occurred that day. Noah, so blissfully giddy after getting a phone call from a girl, so I guess. His features perfected the form of happiness when he heard that 'golden voice' on the other line. I miserably listened to every word he said, the grin on his face kept on glowing. I stood up hastily, forgetting those painful memories. I did my daily morning routine, prepared my clothes neatly on my bed, had a refreshing shower, made my all-power drink and gathered all my stuff. I kissed both my dad and daddy on the cheeks before leaving out our door.
I got inside my cherry red Corvette and drove out of our driveway. I smiled a relaxed grin, finally putting yesterday's tragedy behind me. After a few moments, I started to tinker with my radio. I slightly groaned, noticing that all the songs were from the rock genre like Metallica and Fall Out Boy. Wait, I know this why? I shook my head from that awkward wonder and continued flipping through the stations. My hand froze, stopping at this certain song. It had a good rhythm of the drums but still kept the soft texture of the music. I withdrew my hand and placed it back on the steering wheel, my head easily swaying to the music.
Even if you are a million miles away
I could still feel you in my bed
Near me, touch me, feel me
And even at the bottom of the sea
I could still hear it inside my head
Telling me, touch me, feel me
And all the time, you were telling me lies
I realized that the singer was the one and only Alicia Keys, a well-respected and utterly loved-by-all artist. I admired her for such a long time, mainly because of vocal range and the creative artistry she makes in every song she sings. Her personality is just to die for, just like this song. The lyrics immediately found its way to my brain and to my aching heart. Just the imperfect memories flooded my head as if like on cue.
So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
Have you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart?
Well you could try sleeping in my bed
Lonely, own me, nobody ever shut it down like you
Now that I think about it, every female song I heard since yesterday keeps on going back to one guy. "Candles" is a great song because of its reality story. But now, Alicia's song is talking about moving on. Honestly, what is it with me and songs that remind me of Noah? It is either a sign that I should just forget about him or a curse that our moments together will forever haunt me until I lie under my grave.
You are the clown, you made my body feel heaven bound
Why don't you hold me, need me
I thought you told me you'd never leave me
You got that right, sister. He promised the same thing, and what'd he do? He left me for football, for fair-weather peers, for Quinn. Now, I don't loathe the ex-cheerleader now and luckily for that she is actually my closest friend in the entire school. She helps me through thick and thin, and I repay her by doing the same. Back to the song, Noah is not really a clown. He's a stubborn, obnoxious, sweet, sensitive stud. His simplest touch, his warm smile, his melodic laugh and his amazing voice does make me want to grow angel wings, in a guilty pleasure way.
Looking in the sky I could see your face
And I knew right where I fit in
Take me, make me, you know that I'll always be in love with you
Right till the end
So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
Absent-mindedly, I shed a salty tear, just one. That tear meant everything to me, it meant that I can't even have the strength to get over one guy.
Anybody could've told you right from the start it's 'bout to fall apart
So why not then hold on to a broken dream or just hold on to love
And I could find a way to make it, don't hold on too tight
I'll make it without you tonight
So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you
I lingered to savor the remaining keys of the magnificent song. My heart started to thump like a maniac, almost starting to crack again. My skill of understanding different kinds of musicality is sometimes a mere downfall to me, and I don't like it.
I finally arrived at William McKinley High and parked my car under a shade of a tall tree. I checked my reflection on my mirror, thank goodness I didn't catch a trail of mascara down my right eye. I carefully fixed my hair, grabbed my bag from the back and opened the door. I gracefully smoothen my skirt before walking inside with my head held high, showing no sign of what happened earlier. I noticed that my friends Kurt, Mercedes and Quinn already waiting for me in front of my locker just staring at me. Desperate much?
"Good morning, guys." I greeted them sweetly and opened my locker.
"Okay Miss Broadway, cut the morning cycle. What happened to you yesterday?" Mercedes immediately said to me, ignoring my statement.
"I already told you, my voice wasn't doing so great." I simply shrugged, my focus was still on my books.
"Rach, we're all worried for you. You don't usually let that kind of 'problem'," I rolled my eyes when Kurt used air quotes. "get you down from singing your bloody musical heart." Kurt concluded, raising a perfectly-shaped eyebrow at me.
I calmly closed my locker and faced my peers with a small grin. "I appreciate the care and somewhat sympathy you have for me, but I promise you that I am fine." I tried my best to convince them nothing was wrong, luckily for them the tone in my voice and my facial expression just did the trick.
Quinn rested a comforting hand on my shoulder before speaking. "That's my girl. Now, we need your help."
I tilt my head in confusion. "Help about what? The songs? Choreography?"
Mercedes shook her head and shut her eyes. "That ain't it. It' about our-"
"Everybody join my conga line! Arriba!" All 4 of us snapped our heads to where that high-pitched voice came from. I widened my eyes to see my partner doing a horrible rendition of a pathetic attempt of a conga or samba dance. I stared at my friends with bulging eyes, even more confused that all they were doing was shaking their heads and stared up on the ceiling.
"It's about Finn. He ate 10 bars of chocolate and drank 5 cans of Coke and 7 bottles of Mountain Dew. We don't even know where he got those stuff." Quinn explained to me, having a shameful look at the football player whilst he was shaking his hips and banging his head like a Neanderthal.
"I heard that he stole the drinks from a crazy woman and stole the chocolate from 3 different kids. Before even doing that, he was listening to our rendition of Push It, Hair and Crazy in Love at the same time." I stared at Kurt weirdly, wondering how he got that kind of information. But hey, he's the one and only Kurt Hummel and no gossip, rumor or fashion crime can get passed by him.
I slowly turned back to face the scenario but I felt someone grab my wrists and started to swing them around. I realized that Finn had got a hold of me and started to make me dance with him. Even though this was embarrassing to both of us, I couldn't help but laugh at his big, goofy smile on his face.
"Finn Hudson, what on Earth are you doing?!" I yelled at him playfully while he failed to make me spin, but he still kept on hooting and laughing.
"When I say jump that means I'm HIGH!" I heard him scream at the top of his lungs while he put his hands on my hips and lifted me high in the air. Considering that I am only as tall until his shoulders, that was incredibly high. He swiftly but carelessly put me back down on the hard ground. I felt my ankle twist and I heard a faint crack, instantly falling on the floor while holding my foot. Finn didn't even notice my accident as he ran through the halls while insanely waving his hands in the air while screaming "Jump! Jump!! Jump!!!"
My remaining fellow Glee clubbers quickly checked up on me.
"Oh God, Rachel are you okay?" Kurt asked me.
I just glared at him, but not for too long as I felt another twinge of pain on my ankle.
"Rachel, you need to get to the clinic now!" Mercedes worriedly said as she slipped my arm over her shoulders.
"Uh, Kurt, would you mind that if you could help us here?!" Quinn said harshly as she also placed my arm around her, trying to let me stand up but couldn't.
"Are you crazy?! I might ruin my manicure. So, yeah I kinda mind." He answered back while 'admiring' his nails. I bitterly bit my lip, yielding myself not to scream right at his ears until blood comes out.
"Hey, what happened here?" I heard another male voice asked us.
"Two words: Finn Hudson." Mercedes responded while removing my arm from her and just knelt beside me.
"Your friend just lifted my friend like 6 feet from the floor and literally dropped her like a second hand bag." My fashionista friend continued what my Diva-licious said earlier. I just curled my hands into fists until my hand was completely white. Kurt, sometimes I wish you don't rummage through my closet when I invite you to my house.
I felt his presence drawn towards me as he knelt beside me. I slowly lifted my head, enough to see an eyeful of his orbs of dark brown. He had a caring, gentle look on his handsome face, making the pain a little less infuriating.
"Puck, would you help Rach get to the nurse's office?" My ex-cheerleader friend asked nicely. I could see in the corner of my eye that she had a sneaky grin on her bubbly face.
He didn't even answer her as he effortlessly swept me off the ground and into his arms, walking straight into the clinic.
When we arrived to the designated place, no one was there. I looked at him, not knowing what to do. Apparently, he knew exactly what was going through my mind. He shrugged and let me sit on one of the beds and grabbed a separate chair and placed it right in front of me.
"So, care to explain?" He asked me with a small grin.
I slightly chuckled at him. "Like what Mercedes said, Finn Hudson."
"Man, that boy can't hold his sugar." Noah shook his head playfully, making me giggle fully.
"That's why he has you. You are the keeper of his food mentality." I stuck my tongue out and immediately smiled right after I saw him smile as well.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
"Gee, let me think about it…" I answered, pretending to actually think.
"Hey don't make fun of me! You're lucky that I was there to pick you up off your feet!"
"Technically, you picked me off the ground." I retaliated with a clever smirk.
"Whatever. You just can't admit that I was your knight in shining armor!" He crossed his arms over his chest, his muscles flexed while doing so.
"And what? I was your damsel in distress?" It was my turn to cross my arms over my chest.
"Damsel? Who said you were a damsel?" Noah playfully mocked me while I punch him in the arm.
"Noah!"
"I'm kidding. You know that I adore you." He said to me with affection, looking at me straight in the eyes.
But you don't know that I still love you. "Yeah, yeah I know." I just simply answered with a grin.
We just talked for a while until the nurse came in. Noah explained what happened and she reassured me that I was in safe hands. He nodded and told me that he was going to bring me home before heading out the door. What he didn't know was that I was already safe in someone else's arms. His.
