[Rachel]
I was pretty sure there would be a grip mark left on my arm. Quinn is strong. I bet doing all those cartwheels and jumps and whatever it was that cheerleaders helped. She could break my arm if she carried on dragging me by the arm like this. I expected to turn into the nurses office but instead she was dragging me out to the field. I'm positive by then, this was going to be the day I die at the hands of Quinn Fabray. I was going to die the first day back to school. This is just dandy. It finally dawned on me.. Of course Quinn was smiling and sitting next to me at class... All that was the build up to this.
"Should I scream for help? No no.. no one is here. No one will hear me.. Oh god, she's taking me under the bleachers... Please god, I haven't win a Tony award yet.. At least let me win an award before I die. Oh please please.. Oh snap, Quinn is taking something out of her bag. It's a gun. A knife maybe? A gun would be painless and quick but it'll be messy. A knife would hurt.." I closed my eyes praying. Hoping this was all just a bad dream.
The smell of apple pies grew stronger. That would only mean one thing. Quinn is inches away from me and she was ready to kill. Brave up Rachel and look at your killer in the eye. Maybe she'll soften up once she sees the fear and tears in my eyes. Surrendering to my fate, I took my final breath and I slowly opened my eyes fully expecting a gun in my face..
Instead of a gun or a knife even, it was a slice of apple pie on a paper plate.
In between understanding what just happened versus what I thought was going to happen, I started choking on my own saliva. Quinn shook her head laughing.
"Hey, are you ok? Oh god, you should have seen your face.. you looked like a constipated possum who just heard the news that Barbra Streisand had died. Before you start panicking Berry, I've checked..Barbra is still alive and kicking..So anyways, you want some apple pie, I saw you licking your lips in class. Figured the smell got to you. "
Crap.
"Hello?.. Something is definitely wrong, why aren't you talking?"
"Why am I not talking? The right question would be why are you talking to me and offering me apple pies when we should be in class. My education is the second most important thing to me. The first being my autographed Funny Girl DVD. Right, as I was saying, as much I want to devour your delicious desert, I can't help but second guess your intentions. Apple pies.. Hmm..am I the Snow White to your Queen, Quinn?"
That apple pie sure looks tempting as I pry my gaze away from Quinn to catch a glimpse of that moist desert. Quinn must have noticed that and she immediately bit into the pie. I don't know how she did it but the apple pie was gone in 3 short bites. Quinn was grinning at me with her mouth full of my apple pie and I sat there mouth agape.
"Yumm..Dedinetley no poizom in ghat App bye"
"Quinn, Say don't spray and don't talk when you're chewing. So gross" As she finally swallows the remaining pieces in her mouth, I immediately regretted not taking up the offer of the apple pie. I mentally slapped myself for denying my mouth a bite. Now that its gone, I might as well head back to class. Sitting here with Quinn felt weird. Wait why was I here again? As I stood up to go, Quinn grabbed my hand and pulled me back down. She was smiling again.
(I did say I liked writing short chapters . Sorry if this is too long . I'm usually busy on the weekends so the next chapter will probably be up on Monday. Thanks for reading)
