Chasing A Dream ch. 18
I was expecting Natalya to make me captain when she got the opportunity to pay for a national soccer team but I wanted to prove to her and the rest of the team that she didn't make a mistake in choosing. Most of the team supported me as I have to say that I like being captain even it did come with added stress of trying to coordinate practices, helping my teammates reach their full potential while maintaining a C plus average. Ravenna wasn't making it any easier on me as she was questioning and undermining every decision that I make while to make me look completely incompetent in squad whenever possible. I want so badly to kick her off the team but I don't have a good reason to actually do it and if I did do it because of disdain of the girl, it'll definitely make the girls doubt my ability to lead and it would be playing right into the brunette's hands.
This bitch loves to pretend like I don't know what she's doing or that team's going to follow her instead of me. I know that they're not that stupid to fall for her tricks. I know that I can be hard on them but that's only because I believe in their talents and I won't apologize for that. Lucky for me or unlucky for Ravenna that Coach Sylvester notice that she was lacking during morning practice, forcing her to stay behind to do extra laps and putting away the equipment. I meet up with Sam and Mercedes who was shameless flirting with each other during first period, passing notes back and forth behind the teacher's back and I fall my eyes at them because that they can be sickeningly cute at times. As much as I love History especially the Renaissance and the Victorian era but the droning sound of Mr. Raymond's voice is making damn near impossible to enjoy it but never the less I take notes or at least for the first fifteen minutes anyways. I find myself discreetly pulling out my copy of Alice in Wonderland.
I love reading this book as I could always imagine myself in Alice's place, doing on great adventures in this wondrous land with zany and unique characters but the real reason why I love this book because when I was little, my mother would read it to every night. I remember when my parents actually gave a shit about me and we were a family then everything just fell apart as things were never the same as I shake my head to rid myself from thoughts of the past. I don't want nor do I want to think of the past because there's nothing there for me as I need to focus on the present and my future, making sure that my sister has everything that she needs. I barely notice when the bell rings, gathering up my stuff before heading towards my next class and honestly it just seems like time is dragging slowly but I am looking forward to lunch to see my princess.
Sam, Mercedes, Kurt and Brittany was sitting at our usual table as I stand in line to grab something to eat because if I don't, Rachel will definitely lecture me again about the important of eating something even if it's the disgusting cafeteria food. I look up to see the petite singer and Santana walking together as the Latina roll her eyes while trying to keep a smile off of her face. When the tiny diva told me that she and the head Cheerio were attempting to put their beef behind and become friend, I was a little more than skeptical of the slightly taller brunette's intention because I've seen how conniving and manipulating she can. It's one of the reason why I pull her off to the side, telling her point blank that if she hurts or humiliates Rachel in any way that I will make sure that she won't live long enough to regret that decision. Santana rolls her eyes, saying that she doesn't have anything planned and her pursuit of friendship is genuine but I can't be entirely sure that she's telling the truth although time will tell and I hope that it works out.
Rachel parks ways from the Latina, joining me in line while giving me a shy smile as she tucks a lock of hair behind her ear as I wrap my arm around her shoulders, pulling her in close. I press my lips against her temple in greets as a reddish tint appears on her cheeks while I pile stuff on my tray then moving to pay for it then sitting down with our friends, placing the brunette on my lap. The petite singer blushes like a tomato before sitting down on the empty chair next to me, pulling out her lunch and honestly it looks a better than the food that the cafeteria serves then swiping one of her grapes. I watch as Sam go through his impressions for the dark skinned diva and blonde dancer who I'm not sure understand who the impressions were based on but laughs anyways while the head Cheerio and male diva talk about name brand stuff and to be honest I couldn't bring myself to really pay attention.
I never really cared about who's designing my clothes or the quality as I have more important thing to worry about and I notice that my girlfriend was a bit more quiet than her normal talkative self before leaning over to ask if she's okay.
"I'm fine, Quinn. I was just trying to think of some acceptable options for when I take you on our second date"
"Don't think too hard and anything that you come up will be amazing as long as I get to spend time with you" I said smiling.
"That's sweet" Rachel said kissing my cheek. "But I still want to make it as special as our first date since I get to plan it this time"
"Fine but just remember that all I need is you and that sexy body of yours" I said wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.
"Quinn!" Rachel said smacking my arm.
"What? It shouldn't be no surprise that I want you" I chuckle.
"Yes, I am very much aware of that, horn dog" Rachel said rolling her eyes playfully. "Sometimes it feels like that's all you want me for"
"Not all the time but you know that you're so much more than a hot body although I do like how it feels against mine" I said kissing the space behind her ear. "I love the banter we get into, I love how opinionated you are and aren't afraid of letting me know exactly what you're thinking. Your mind is incredibly sexy"
Rachel's cheeks are an pinkish tint by the time that I finish, ducking her eyes underneath her bangs as I smirk triumphantly while Santana make gagging noises at us while Kurt, Mercedes and Brittany 'awww' at us. Lunch time came and went before having to go separate directions for class and wanting to spend a little more time with my girlfriend, I walk her to her locker so she could swap out her text books for the last three classes of the day. The petite singer turns to face me and I could tell that she has something that she wanted to talk to me about but searching her brain to find the right words to articulate them. Unfortunately she never gets to when Ravenna decides to make her presence known and I am seriously to hate this girl with a passion as she make some rude ass comment about my girlfriend as I normally abstain from using physical force against someone.
This bitch had cross the line when she decide to focus on the tiny diva instead of me and hitting an insecurity that's been plaguing her for awhile now even though she wouldn't say as much. I know that Rachel like wearing argyle, animal sweaters and sinfully short skirts but I think that it's cute and I don't want her to change because of what someone had said unless it was something that she wanted to do. I will not anyone talk to her in any disrespectful matter in my presence as I have the raven haired athlete push up against the lockers with my forearm pressing against her collarbones.
"You keep Rachel's name outta that filthy mouth of yours before I put my fist in it. If you are require to talk, it will be with a respectful tone or I swear to God, that I will make every day until graduation a living hell. Do we understand each other, wench" I growled.
Ravenna gulps visibly before nodding her head frantically that I thought that it was going to fall off her shoulders as I drop my arm and with that, the scared girl scurries away in some direction. I turn to check to see if Rachel's okay and before I knew what was going, I'm push up against the lockers as my mouth is hungry attacked and I can't really say that I minded if this the reaction I get for defending my girlfriend. I'm sure that my lips are as swollen as the tiny diva's when the kiss ends and I could spend the rest of the day kissing the petite singer if I could but I doubt that she would agree to that since she's dedicated to keep up her grades and attendance record. Rachel looks up at me with this adoring look on her face that makes me not want to let go of her and I'm so tempted to suggest that we take off the rest of the day just so I could keep holding her like that.
I sigh when the late bell rings as the tiny diva reluctantly pulls away before pecking me on the lips a few times then walking away down the hall with added sway to her hips, looking over her shoulder smirking knowingly. Damn this girl is such a fuckin' tease but I love it. Again the rest of my class feels like the time was dragging more than usual with having to do a project with Mike Chang for English which isn't that bad and at least I don't have to worry about doing the most of the work myself. I know that the dancer is pretty smart as the two of us have competing with each other to see who will ultimately become class valedictorian when we graduate and I like the sense of healthy competition. The jock is one of the few jock that isn't a complete egotistical social climber who's full of themselves or constantly thinking with their second head so this assignment should be a breeze.
I was walking around the back school on my way to the soccer field when I hear voice calling out for help, looking around to see where it was coming from while asking whoever it was to keep talking. Eventually I found the source in the form of Artie Abrams, laying helpless in the dumpster before looking around to see his chair discarded a few feet away and I can only imagine who did this to him. I climb inside the dumpster, helping the nerd out then placing him in his chair and pulling the piece of trash in his hair as well as his clothes.
"Thanks for the help, Quinn. If you hadn't came by when you did, who knows long I would've stuck in here" Artie said giving me a grateful smile.
"Who did this to you, Artie?"
"It doesn't matters" Artie said shaking his head. "No one cares about what happens to me"
"Of course, it matters and I care" I said frowning.
"Why? You never said two words to me since when we start school freshman year and why should you" Artie spats. "You're popular and I'm not. You don't have to worry about getting picked on, getting slushied or thrown in dumpster with no way of getting out on your own. I don't need you or your pity"
"You're right about needing me but as for my pity, I don't have any for you because you don't need it. I don't know what you've been through but I do want to make things better for you" I said bending down to his level. "You deserve to be treated with respect and I'm going to make sure that you do but you have to tell me who did this to you"
"What are you getting outta this?" Artie asked narrowing his eyes. "Why you do all that for me? A nobody"
"You're not a nobody, Artie and what I'm getting outta of this is hopefully a friend" I said placing a hand on his knee. "I know how important having you can trust in your life and I would to do that for you but I understand if it's too much to trust me at the moment. I need to know who did this to you"
Artie looks at me for a while, debating whether or not he wants or should trust but eventually he does tell that he was at the wrong place, wrong time when the football team had just finish practice. Finn, Karofsky and Aizimo thought that it was a good idea to throw the nerd into the dumpster behind for the hell of it, tossing his chair across the ground before leaving him to his fate. It's gets my blood boiling that those idiots do this with thinking of what would happened didn't come along to get the smaller boy out and I start planning a way to get back at them.
"Do you need a ride, Artie?" I asked curious. "I could drop you off at home"
"I'll be fine. I live around the corner so it shouldn't take me too long to get home on my own" Artie said shaking his head.
"Are you sure? I could walk with you"
"I'm sure but thanks for your help" Artie said with a nod.
~Nicole The Dragon Rider signing off
End of ch. 18