Author's Note: Alright here is chapter two. Have fun y'all. Disclaimer is in Chapter 1.
Chapter 2
Boarding the plane was the easiest part of the entire trip, but sitting in the chair that started to get uncomfortable after an hour was excruciating. Most of the students were asleep after the second hour, Santana had Brittany snuggled into her sleeping soundly the Latina had her cheek resting against blond hair also asleep. Some how Rachel had managed to get seated next to Quinn, the blond looked to be struggling with staying awake.
The diva couldn't help but admire the rose petal colored lips and the soft porcelain skin. If she had to be honest she would admit that the cheerleaders hazel eyes had always pulled her in, because the girls emotions would shine so brightly in them and when she smiled it could light up an entire room. Rachel knew it was a lost cause to admit her feelings toward Quinn, she would be ridiculed and shunned by the girl.
A soft exhale of air pushes past mauve lips, big brown eyes blink sleepily. A weight hits her shoulder and she looks down seeing blond hair sprawled across her black jacket, she can't help but smile. She doesn't have the heart to wake the now peaceful girl so she simply tilts her head in the other direction and closes her eyes. The soft sound of Quinn's breathing and the planes engines wurring lightly lulls her to sleep.
She feels a soft pressure on her shoulder, lightly shaking, her vision blurs as she wakes up trying to take in the figure next to her. Quinn is standing over her, her hazel eyes have something akin to love in them as she takes in the diva, once she notices big brown eyes focus completely on her she scowls.
"Plane's landed man hands, time to wakey wakey so we can get to the hotel." The cheerleader sneers, turning her back to the diva and grabbing her duffel bag out of the over head compartment.
Air rushes out of the brunette's lungs when her own black bag smacks into her lap with a thud. She looks to the blond, seeing a perfectly sculpted brow raise a smirk on her pink lips. Rachel stands and pulls the straps of her bag onto her shoulder, following her classmates off the plane. They meet in the small semi-circle once again created around Mr Shuester.
"Alright everybody follow me to the bus." Mr Shue's voice calls over the noise of the crowded airport. A few groans pass through the circle of students before they follow the lead of the bed headed teacher.
After a few minutes of weaving through the masses of people, stopping at baggage claim to get the luggage's of those who had been required to check theirs and the security exit, they finally pass the sliding doors looking at the large charter bus that oddly resembles a remodeled school bus. He motions them to start boarding as he does a head count on each one entering the bus.
Seating is similar to how it was when the first departed Lima,Ohio. Artie with Tina, Finn with Puck, Santana with Brittany, Mercedes with Kurt, Matt with Mike, Sam sitting alone in the seat next to Mr Shue. Rachel walked past the pairs and slid into a seat by herself in the back, again she caught the blonde ponytail bobbing in her direction hazel eyes locked on her. She let out a small sigh as once again the cheerleader didn't ask she just simply plopped into the seat next to the brunette diva, again striking up a conversation with her fellow cheerios.
Rachel pulled out her ipod and pushed the pink ear pieces in, the beat of Won't Back Down! By Eminem featuring Pink pulses into her ears. A smirk forms on mauve colored lips as she looks out the window. The bus rumbles to life and it jerks as it shifts into drive, the noise from the motor getting louder and sounding more like a diesel truck as it accelerates. Sights pass by her and she can't help but feeling giddy to see some when they get to go out and about themselves.
It doesn't take long before they are pulling up to a mediocre hotel, there is water stains on the brown brick and the roof looks like it had seen better days. It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't ideal. They filed out of the bus the broken black top beneath their feet as the trudge forward into the equally dis-shelved lobby. The carpet used to be a maroon color, you could tell because the corners were still vibrant, now it was a faded brownish color. The desk housing the receptionist had an old wooden frame the cheap fake marble had chipped in the corners and there was a spot on top that had faded white from the over use, the area around it was a deep green color. The woman behind the aged desk was aged herself, probably mid-50's, her stark white hair was pulled into a loose bun and a maroon hotel uniform covered her body. Her worn gold name badge said 'Doris'.
The students watched with weary eyes as he walked forward to get reservations, the woman chattering with him before handing him several room cards. Each card was a cheap flimsy green plastic with the room number scribbled on the back with sharpie. Their instructor looked at them before pulling a list out of his back pocket.
"Alright, rooming arrangements go as this. Mercedes with Tina, " He called out and they stepped forward to collect their cards. "Santana with Brittany, " The named girls smiled at one another, linking pinkies and heading forward to collect their room cards. "Sam and Kurt," The two boys looked wide-eyed at one another, Puck snickering at them as the headed up to grab their cards. "Puck and Finn," The best friends high fived and headed up to grab their cards. "Mike and Matt, " He called handing them their cards. "Quinn and Rachel, " The cheerleader growled under her breath and walked up to snatch the cards from Mr Shuester, the diva following behind her lightly taking the card and returning his weary smile. " And Artie you'll be with me." The boy in the wheelchair nodded and rolled himself up to the teacher. "Rooming arrangements are final, no swapping. So head on up and get yourselves situated and then I'll come find you when it is time for dinner."
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