The Writer & The Broadway Star ch. 4
I never thought that I would see the day that Quinn would feel jealous but she was because of Selena which is preposterous and absurd because either of us has interest in each other like that. Sure we bonded over our shared dislike for Cassandra July who's determined to make our lives a living hell for one reason or another but our relationship isn't going any further than friendship and camaraderie. I have no interest in my competition, I mean how could I when I have the most beautiful, brilliant, wonderful girl to call my own as I wonder how I manage to get so lucky to have the English major on my arm. I thank my lucky stars every day that she continues to choose me over the endless amount of choices and possibilities that are available to her as I'm sure that NYU is able to provide. I'm sure that there are things that I wouldn't be able understand as neither of us have the same major but when the former cheerleader speaks about a class that she's taken, recounting everything that happen; there's a twinkle in her eyes.
I don't understand a lot of it but listening to Quinn go on and on about what she's learning is amazing, absorbing as much as she can and seeing her in her element is something to behold. I'm glad that she's thriving in her new environment as there's no telling how far she'll go when she graduates and I want to be there like how I know she will be when I become a Broadway star. When the English major invite Selena over for dinner, I was caught off guard after finding out that she was jealous of her but I feel a rush of pride because she's putting aside her irrational feelings of envy to be cordial towards her. In that moment, she makes me fall further in love with her than I thought possible because I want my girlfriend and my friends to be good terms if possible become friends too but I guess that time will tell. I try to focus on getting through July's abuse although she seems to have it out for myself and the actress, criticizing our every move with harsh words and judgment in her eyes as I honestly don't know what we could have done to make her dislike us so intently.
I think a lot of her resentment has do with the fact that her Broadway career is long over due to an incident way back when which is on YouTube for everyone to see and now she's teaching student to do what she can no longer do. It must be infuriating to deal with day in and day out but there are better ways to cope with the frustration than taking it out on people who have nothing to do it but I guess that I have to tolerate until the semester ends. I wish that it would come sooner because this is the only class that I'm struggling to achieve a decent grade in as all of my other classes, I'm doing fairly well but not as well as I would like although when I reach my dreams, it'll make it all the more sweeter. I was all but ready to collapse on the dance studio floor as Selena wasn't fairing much but Ms. July has finally decide to call it a day while calling us all pathetic, dismissing the entire class.
We were nearly out of the door when the devil woman calls the both of us back into the room as everyone files out, leaving the three of us alone before slowly circling around us and I could feel the sweat rolling down my neck. I could see the fear and dread in the actress' eyes, mirroring my own emotions as the dance instructor stops in front of us with a wicked look in her eyes before without warning decides to rip into us about our poor dance abilities among other things. My friend was near tears but was surprisingly holding them back as I gritted my teeth because I'm used to others picking on me for various reason although what I can't stand is others harassing my friends. Something in me just snaps as everything just seems to go black and when I come to, both women are looking at me with slack jaw expression on their faces before grabbing my stunned friend, quickly exiting the room.
Selena snaps out of her stupor the second that we walk out of the school, patting me on the back with a wide grin and impressed look on her face before telling me that I had mouthed off to Cassandra, feeling my stomach drop. I can only imagine what this will mean for me next week as I had just given my dance instructor more of an reason to hate me and make my life at NYADA even more of a living hell. From what I'm told, Ms. July isn't a very forgiving person as I know that it's pointless to go back to seek her forgiveness as we walk back to my apartment to see that Quinn wasn't here, meaning that she's still at NYU when Kurt comes rushing in behind us, wearing a slightly disheveled appearance like he ran all the way here. The male diva proceeds to ask me a million and one questions which I could barely understand before asking him to calm down long enough for me to know what he's asking of me.
He pulls his phone out of his pocket, tapping something on the device to turning to towards the actress and myself to see myself on the scene telling Cassandra what I really thought of her which have been building up over the last few weeks. I can see why the both of them look shock when I managed to go come to but what I don't understand is how someone manage to get a video of this, posting it on the student website while gaining so many views in a short amount of time. Right, I go to a performing arts college and any kind of drama gets around whether I want it to or not. Cassandra is going to murder me next week. I'm so dead. I feel a little better when Kurt and Selena tell me that they'll stand by when Ms Cassandra makes my life hell but the feeling of dread doesn't go away as I go into my room to lay down for little bit.
I don't know why I had let my anger get away from me like that as I've always had control over my emotions as I'm not prone to fit of anger like that but I know that I could just let my dance instructor get away with just saying whatever she wanted. Being tough on your students is one thing but Cassandra July was doing goes beyond that and I guess everything had just came to a head as all of that pent up anger and frustration had to go somewhere. I think Santana would be proud for standing for myself while telling that I was still being too nice. I shake my head as I don't know when I had closed my eyes or when I had fallen asleep but I feel myself being shaken to see my beautiful angel looking down at me before leaning forward to peck me on the lips. I didn't want to get up just yet as I gently guide the English major to lay next to me, wrapping my arms around her and inhaling her scent as there's nowhere in the world that I would rather be than right here, right now.
We lay here, not saying a word but I know that I can't hide here forever and my stomach made itself known to the both of us as the cheerleader giggles before kissing me on the lips.
"Come on, I don't give Kurt and Selena the wrong idea plus I gotta keep my dorky knight feed" Quinn winks.
"Why do I gotta be a dorky knight?" I pout.
"Because you're a dork but you're my dork" Quinn said pecking me on the lips.
"I guess that makes it somewhat better"
"But there's something that I wanna talk to you about. It's about the video"
"Ugh Kurt showed you, didn't he" I said flopping back on the bed.
"He did but that….woman deserves everything that you said although I would've said a lot worse" Quinn said crossing her arms.
"I think so too and I'm pretty sure that you would've had her in tears which I don't think that will forebode well since she is my dance instructor and I kind of need her to pass the class" I said smiling slightly.
"With or without Cassandra July, you're going to be a Broadway star because you're truly talented and you're going reach heights that she can only dream of" Quinn said smiling.
"You seem so sure of this"
"I am because I know you and seen what you can do. You're going to be a star even if I have to fight every naysayer on the way to the top"
"I don't think that will be necessary but the thought is greatly appreciated and I think that I told you how amazing and incredible I think you are" I said wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
"You did last week but I wouldn't mind hearing it again" Quinn said smiling. "But come on, lets get some food into that sexy body of yours"
"Yeah if I didn't know any better, I would think that's the only reason why you're with me" I said rolling my eyes.
"Well the sex is a definite added bonus if it makes you feel any better" Quinn said smirking, smacking me lightly on the butt.
"It honestly doesn't" I said smiling in spite of myself.
"Finally you two come out, Selena and me were going to start without you" Kurt said from the table.
"Come on Kurt, they just wanted a little alone time. Waiting all of ten minutes wasn't kill ya" Selena said lightly smacking his shoulder.
"You don't know what they could've been doing there" Kurt said eyeing suspiciously.
"Doesn't matter, that's their business"
Kurt open his mouth to say something but Selena effectively cuts him off by stuffing a roll into his mouth which I'm thankful because ever since he caught us in a rater compromising position a couple of days ago, he's making sure to knock. It was embarrassing for the three of us but hopefully we can move past it soon as everyone digs into the food that's prepared by the English major and the male diva who seem to be bonding over the fact that they like to cook. They like trying new things that they've seen on the Food Network while putting their own spin on it and I official get to Chris that the cheerleader tells me about when she shares a class with him. I'm a little surprised by how tell he is and how much older than he is than the rest of us although I'm finding relatively easy to talk to him about things even if his jokes are bit corny. Having people over for dinner like this is great and a definite improvement from the times that I spent eating alone growing up in Lima as I wouldn't trade it for the world.
~Nicole The Dragon Rider signing off
End of ch 4