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This one picks up in real time now and goes from there. It's a little shorter then the previous chapters but it reached a natural stopping point.
I don't own Glee or anything created by Ryan Murphy or the song Santana sings in this chapter.
All mistakes are mine.
Chapter 4
So this is where I stand right now in my life. I'm a Columbia-bound high school student (thanks to Rachel Berry) who is madly in love with her best friend. The same best friend who I will be sharing an apartment with when we move to New York together. (Of course Rachel found us an apartment a day after I got my acceptance letter.) Why do I feel like the world is out to get me?
I just walked out of my last class before my free period, so I head towards the bathroom to touch up my makeup like I do everyday. Hey, it's hard work looking this hot!
When I walk into the bathroom, I'm surprised to see the rest of the glee girls in there as well. But once I start to actually listen to their conversation, I really wish I didn't pick that particular bathroom that day. Because all they are talking about is prom. It's been like two days since Britts told us the theme and it's all anyone can talk about. It's really annoying.
But one statement totally catches my attention.
"I'm not going."
"What?"
"Girl, what?"
"Rachie, you have to go!"
Wait…she was just talking about prom with Finn in the choir room the other day, all smiles and looking all lovey dovey. Ugh, I really hate that overgrown man-child. Did they break up? No, she would have told me.
Okay time to use your words Santana.
"Tiny, what are you talking about?"
"I haven't been asked and prom is only a month away. If I'm not asked soon I won't have time to go dress shopping. So, I just decided not to go."
"Wait…what do you mean no one asked you? You're still dating the ogre right?"
"Yes, Santana, Finn and I are still romantically involved. That doesn't mean that it is automatic that Finn and I are going to prom together. I'm a romantic, San. I want flowers and a big romantic gesture. I deserve that."
"Rach, the theme for prom was just announced two days ago, give him some time. I'm sure he is planning something."
"He should have already had something planned Quinn. I've only been talking about prom for the last two months. He knows how important it is for me. Look, I know I'm high maintenance, Finn certainly points that out enough, but I thought that he would at least do this one thing for me. But I guess I was wrong."
And with that she leaves the bathroom and heads to her next class.
"He is such a fucking idiot. A total fucking idiot. He has the most amazing girl in the world as his girlfriend and he doesn't even know that she wants to be asked to prom? God, what a fucking idiot. And seriously, he tells her she is high maintenance. What a dickhead. Worst boyfriend ever. When I get my hands on him I swear he is going to wish he ever laid eyes on my Rachel."
"So why don't you do something about it San?"
Wait…what? I stop pacing (when did I start pacing?) and turn towards the voice I just heard and I see Mercedes, Tina, Quinn, and Brittany all looking at me with the same knowing smirks on their faces.
Wait…did I just say all that out loud?
"You obviously love her San. You just called her 'my Rachel'. This is your chance." Wait…when did Quinn find out?
"Yeah Sanny! You heard her. Just do what she wants. Give her the big romantic gesture and ask her to go to prom with you."
"Girl you better get your head outta you ass before Finn actually smarts up and asks her to prom."
"We all know Finn isn't the sharpest tool in the shed but he will catch on eventually."
Tina's right. They're all right. I always tell her she deserves better than that man-child. I think it's about time to show her. And there is no question that Santana Fucking Lopez is better than that sorry excuse for a boy.
Okay, I'm going to do this. I'm tired of sitting on my ass and watching the girl I love be with someone who doesn't deserve her. It's my turn now. I'm going to woo Rachel Berry and the girl won't know what hit her.
"Okay, I'm going to do this. But I'm going to need your help."
"Of course." Tina…check.
"Hell yeah girl, I'm down." Mercedes…check. I knew my home girl had my back!
"I'm in Lopez." Quinn…check.
"Oh my god, guys, I got it!"
"Got what, Brit-Brit?"
"The perfect name for the plan silly!"
"Ummm…okay Brittany. What did you have in mind?"
"It's kinda Lord Tubbington's idea so don't tell him I stole it cause he'll get mad and he is still angry at me for hiding his cigarettes, okay?"
Oh sweet lord…gotta love Britts and her cat.
"Okay Brit-Brit, we won't tell him, promise."
"Okay ready…Operation: Pezberry! It's amazing right?"
Face palm!
Hmmm…Pezberry…it's got a nice ring to it.
"Totally amazing Brit-Brit! Okay girls…lets do this shit. Planning session at my house after school."
When everyone agrees, I link pinkies with Britts and walk out of the bathroom. Britts and I share a free period so we just head for the library for some peace and quiet. It's totally naptime.
The planning session lasted about 3 hours, most of the time spent trying to talk Brittany out of ridiculously crazy ideas. I love the girl but wow…she comes up with some crazy stuff.
Aside from Brittany's over-the-top ideas, we actually came up with some really good ways for me to woo Rachel.
But I won't spoil the surprise by telling you. You'll just have to find out when Rachel does.
It's been about two hours since the girls left and since I got all my homework done in school, I've been sitting on my ass in the living room watching trashy reality TV.
That is until I hear excessive knocking coming from the front door. Who ever it is that is making me get up is going to get their asses kicked when I –
"Rach…"
She doesn't say anything. She just dives into my body when I open the door and starts crying harder than I've ever seen her cry since we became friends. I wrap my arms around her and lead her back into the living room and onto the couch. Instead of sitting though, she pushes me so I'm lying down and she climbs practically on top of me, snuggling into my chest.
"Rach…Tiny…what's wrong? Talk to me."
"C-can you j-j-just hold me San? P-please."
She sounds so broken. It's literally breaking my heart to see and hear her like this. It's so unlike Rachel Berry. So I do as she asks and I hold her. I run my hands up and down her back, I run my fingers through her hair, and I whisper things in her ear. All of which are supposed to be helping her calm down but none of it is working. She just keeps crying, more like sobbing, into my chest. She's going to make herself sick if she doesn't calm down.
"Tiny…I need you to calm down a little. You're going to make yourself sick. Or you're going to hyperventilate, neither of which are good things. Please Tiny, for me."
Okay that seems to be working. The sobbing has stopped by she is still crying.
"Shh…that's it Tiny. Just try to calm down okay. Deep breaths Rach. Just take deep breaths and listen to my voice."
Now I do the only thing I can think of that will truly get her to stop crying. I sing.
For you, there'll be no more crying
For you, the sun will be shining
And I feel that when I'm with you
It's alright, I know it's right
To you, I'll give the world
To you, I'll never be cold
'Cause I feel that when I'm with you
It's alright, I know it's right
And the songbirds are singing,
Like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before
After I finish the chorus once, I realize that her crying has stopped and her breathing has evened out. When I look down at her, I realize that she fell asleep during the song.
I use my hand to brush the hair that has fallen in her face away and hook it behind her ear.
God she is so beautiful.
I wish she knew that I actually meant the words I just sung to her. I really need this plan to work because I am so deeply in love with this girl.
She finally looks at peace for the first time since she fell into my arms a little over an hour ago so I don't have the heart to wake her up and bring her upstairs to my bed. I grab my phone off the coffee table and send a quick text to her dads to let them know she is staying over here tonight.
Once I get conformation from her dads, I grab the blanket off the back of the couch and drape it over us and then I wrap my arms around the sleeping diva, who is still practically on top of me. She hasn't moved since we laid down and now has a tight grip on my t-shirt, like she is afraid I'm going to leave her.
I place a lingering kiss to her forehead and make a promise to her and myself that I will fix whatever made her this upset. If it's a 'somebody' that made her this upset, well lets just say they will no longer be able to walk on their own two legs when I get through with them. I also silently promise her that once she is with me, I will make sure nothing ever makes her this upset again if I can help it.
AN: I hope you liked it. I have the next chapter mostly written so once I finish that and type it I'll put it up for you guys. Tomorrow by the latest. Let me know what you think! Thanks!