Sandy Beaches & Blue Oceans

By HeartOfPinkSol

Chapter Two: Highway to Hell

If you thought New Directions going to NY was dramatic, see what happens when they go to Florida for Spring Break. Brittana, Fabrevans, Finchel, Klaine, and Tike.

A/N: Wow...thank you all for your reviews, favorite, alerts, etc! I hope you enjoy this chapter (:

Finn sipped the tall can of Red Bull that resided on the cup holder beside his thigh. He had been driving for over an hour and already the boredom and tiresome of driving was getting to him. There was not much universal conversation happening in the car since everyone was divided. Santana and Brittany were gossiping among themselves since they sat next to each other on the two seats in the middle, Mercedes and Rachel were blabbering about something all the way in the back, and then it was him and Quinn talking to each other in the front. The one person that was not talking was Sam, then again he was in the middle of Rachel and Mercedes, so there was not much room for him to talk. And, sometimes Santana would move to the back to give her and Sam some time to smooch. It was kind of awkward to see them practically eat each other's face, but he and Quinn were practically doing the same thing every now and then.

"Finn, was all this Red Bull, Monster, and soda necessary?" Quinn said, her eyes pointing towards the several crates of drinks that were under her seat.

Finn excitedly nodded, "It is! One time I played a whole 24 hour marathon of Call of Duty. So, to stay awake this was what I used!"

He smiled to the girl beside him, she was the most popular girl in school and she rightfully deserved that title. After all, she was the captain of the Cheerios, till she quit to perform Thriller with the Glee Club. Which was probably one of the awesomest things she could have done for him. Plus, that was the same night she kissed him telling him that he reminded her of why she loved him.

"And, I won too." He added with a grin. If getting back together with Quinn wasn't the best thing to have happened in his life, the second most successful thing was completing 24 hours of Call of Duty, without any breaks.

A light giggle escaped her mouth. He admired each and every giggle that escaped the lips of the girl next to him. Every time she giggled, Finn felt his heart beat a little faster. It reminded him of all the times they spent together during their sophomore year, which were undoubtedly happy moments in his life...even if it ended up with him pushing a chair down and almost leaving Glee Club. Then again, those giggles reminded him of Rachel.

Finn suddenly paused.

Oh crap... What did he just say? He was dating Quinn, he loved her, not Rachel. Rachel broke his trust even after knowing how sensitive he was about people breaking his trust. It made him feel unloved. And, the football player had no plans on going back with the short, star singer. He wanted to stay in this relationship with Quinn even through senior year and beyond. When they first began dating, Finn had already imagined a happy marriage filled with kids of their own. Their relationship was already crystal perfect, he was the star quarterback and she was the cheerleading captain. They could become like Brad Pitt and Angelina, Brangelina, but they would Fuinn.

Immediately, he turned his face to Quinn, who was looking at him weird. He saw that her eyebrows were beginning to raise and her eyes narrowing towards him.

"Tubs, why'd you stop the car? Did your stomach hit against the steering wheel?" Finn heard Santana's sneer. He saw Quinn roll her eyes. Yet, she didn't say anything to her, but to him.

"Are you okay, Finn? You just froze..."

The Latino lady in behind him spoke again, "He probably saw the Denny's sign and began fantasizing about all the food on the menu."

Finn shifted in his seat, frowning. He didn't mean to stop the car, he didn't even realize he stopped the car till Santana so nicely pointed it out to him. It was all because he thought about Rachel's giggle...

"Santana!" Rachel's voice screamed, alarming probably everyone in the car. Was she really defending Finn? Why would she do that? She wasn't his girlfriend anymore.

Finn sighed once more before taking his foot off the break and onto the engine pedal. He didn't know why he would ever compare the sweet and adorable giggle of his current girlfriend to his ex-girlfriend.

"So, Finn," Quinn said as she took a sip from his can of Red Bull, "you know that Prom is coming up?"

Of course Finn knew that Prom was coming up because Quinn constantly reminded him. He tried to ignore it, but sometimes it irked him that Quinn cared so much about the dance when Rachel hardly ever talked about it. The other reason he felt so pressurized when Quinn would ask him about Prom was because he knew how much it meant to her. He wanted to ask her in the most spectacular way possible. In a fashion that Quinn would love and never forget. What place would be better to pop the question than Miami, Florida on the sandy beaches?

The biggest problem was he didn't know how to ask her. Should he sing a song to her? Should he sing it solely or with the rest of the guys? Would Sam even sing with him? There were so many questions and Finn didn't know how to answer any of them. It felt like a big math quiz. Finn had no idea what the hell to do. And, if he just does something random, then he'll end up with a big fat zero. When dealing with Quinn, he didn't want to end up with a big fat zero, especially because he may have to face 'Scary Quinn'. It was so obvious that Quinn was waiting to be asked, why else would she keep bringing it up? That and because she wants to win Prom Queen.

He nodded his head to Quinn's question to which she further asked him more questions about what she should wear and what he would wear and etc. Once again, Finn never really thought about these kinds of things. They just...happened.

"Yeah..." Finn muttered. He looked down to the map which to him looked like a mash up of green and blue lines over some kind of land. In reality, he had no idea where he was going and how they were going to end up in Miami. But, from the looks of it, he was ahead of Puck because Puck's car was no where in sight.

Once again, another hour had passed. The car ride seemed to have gotten a bit funner. With their games of American Idol in the car. The game was pretty intense especially when it ended up being Rachel and Santana. It was kind of funny since Rachel began speaking in Hebrew and then Santana in Spanish.

"Cierra la boca, puta!" Finn remembered the words coming from Santana's mouth. From Mr. Schue's Spanish class he remembered puta meaning bitch. The rest he was unsure of. Until Quinn translated it saying, "Shut your mouth, bitch!"

Rachel responded by saying...something Finn had not even the slightest idea of. He couldn't process the words in his mind. And, since no one knew Hebrew in the car, no one could translate the words for him.

After their little dispute, Finn suggested for a much calmer and less intense game. It was where someone would sing a song and the other would have to guess what that song was called. Quinn told him the game was called, Guess That Song.

It started calm and fun. The only person that most of the song titles correct were Rachel and Mercedes. Rachel for Broadway songs and Mercedes for pop songs. But, then Rachel attempted to sing La Isla Bonita by Madonna. Following that, in the nicest words possible, Rachel's performance did not go well with Santana due to her "insult of the Spanish language". So, there was another fight between both girls. Thank god they were not next to each other or even near each other, otherwise it was going to be very hard to break up their fight.

Finally, they decided to play 'Finish That Song', where someone would sing part of a song and the other person would have to finish that song. Luckily, Santana and Rachel didn't get into an argument...but Brittany let Lord Tubbington out of her backpack and he seemed to have had some gas that he needed to let go of. Since the car stunk so much, no one bothered opening their mouths to actually sing or answer.

"Finn, we've been in this car for almost two hours. And, I haven't even seen Puckerman's car since we left McKinley." Mercedes finally broke the silence despite coughing a few times as the smell was still evident in the car.

Finn bit his lip, he was following the map that was on his leg. But, now that he thought about it, there was no Range Rover anywhere near them. For the first hour or so, he thought he was just a better driver than Puck...

"I-I am following this map!" Finn retorted.

A very loud and obnoxious groan was heard from behind him, "Does your pea-sized brain actually know where we are going?!"

"Of course not..." Sam's voice echoed in the car.

"Oh good lord..." Mercedes hummed.

Even Rachel was heard saying "Oh no..."

Quinn turned to Finn and glanced at the map. She snatched the map from his lap into her own, small hands before letting out a small gasp. She muttered a few curses before actually looking back at Finn. He saw her hazel eyes drop down.

"Finn, you've been holding the map upside down..."

Finn pulled over to the size and grabbed the map from Quinn's hands. He looked at the map a bit more clearly and mouthed an 'Oh'. That probably explained why the cities had funny names. And, that also explained why Puck's car was nowhere close to where he was.

"W-well...it's not my fault! I don't know how to read a freaking map!" Finn quickly cried out as he threw his hands up in the hair, unsure of what else to do. Everyone in the car probably hated him and if they hated him before, they probably hated him ten times more.

"Well, what do we do?" Rachel asked, seemingly optimistic.

"Maybe if Granny Panties over here brought over a GPS instead of a goddamn map then we would actually be going the right way." Santana spat out.

"You know what, Santana?" Quinn finally yelled out as she clutched her fists.

"What?"

"Stop being a bitch and call Puck!" She almost demanded even using her hands to point directly at Santana and her phone which was she was playing with.

Santana rolled her eyes and began dialing Puck's phone number. Finn awkwardly smiled to Quinn, who smiled back at him.

"Just FYI, if this is a plan for the both of you "lovebirds" to spend more time together in a car...I'm so going Lima Heights Adjacent on your asses! And, that is a promise..." Santana said before putting her mouth back onto the phone.

Santana narrated whatever happened, adding in more insults about Finn and his "pea-sized" brain that she wished was as big as his "giant hands". Finally, the phone call ended and Santana sighed.

"He laughed and said that use a GPS because maps are for losers. Basically, he tricked you into using a map. Way to go," Santana sarcastically cheered.

"Thanks, Puck..." Finn grumbled as he turned to Quinn. "Could you open the GPS on your phone, pretty please?"

Quinn smiled and surprisingly kissed Finn on the lips. "Of course." Finn was utterly astonished at how calm she was acting towards him. He half-expected her to start yelling at him about how dumb he was for reading the map wrong. Thankfully, she just kissed him and listened to what he said.

The blonde beauty next to him began reading the directions in her soft voice which made them even dreamier to listen too. Finn heeded to whatever she said. Though, every now and then, Finn would catch his eye looking at the rear-view mirror. It gave a perfect view of Rachel's face.

Her chocolate hair was left down reaching her chest and the newest addition of bangs this year was actually pretty hot. She was laughing at some joke Mercedes said about Broadway stars, her laugh formed a grin on Finn's face. It was so loud and funny to listen too. The way her mouth moved and even her habit of covering her mouth after laughing was still fresh in his mind as he saw her do it.

"Mercedes, stop it!" She cried out as she laughed even more.

Even her clothing got better this year, instead of looking like a toddler, she was looking more like her age. A purple cardigan over her bright orange tank. And, a ruffle skirt to follow. He loved her ruffle skirts, they showed off her super sleek, tan legs.

As he looked back at the mirror, his eyes met with Rachel's. He didn't want to stop looking, it was the first time their eyes actually met after he officially got back together with Quinn. She was looking so beautiful today, not that she didn't always look beautiful, but there was something about...

"FINN!" Quinn yelled out. She placed her hands over his and stretched to turn the steering wheels. After blinking a few times he noticed that they were about to fall in a ditch...