The Man You'll Marry
Ok so I'm back with some more bad-ish news….and by bad-ish I mean that I outlined what I plan to do and have realized that this piece will only be 10-12 chapters max…it's all about the quality not the quantity eh? Anyway hope you don't mind…. Also still don't own Glee but if a certain Sam song spoiler is true (although IMHO said sing always makes me think of Artie but I digress…) then it's going to be hysterical in the back 6.
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By the time that Rachel had hung up from Quinn she'd already arrived back at her apartment where letting out a sigh she entered.
Ok, so Artie Abrams wasn't technically the last name in show business though he might as well could have been. Yes rejection was all part of the acting game but she'd been thinking that perhaps being a star wasn't in her cards after all and if things didn't pan out with Mr. Abrams then perhaps she'd take a break….for now anyways.
Twirling the gold star ring that sat on her pinky finger since one of her dads gave it to her during her High School graduation where she'd been the class Salutatorian; she let her eyes fall to the blinking lights on her answering machine.
"Hello, "Shelby's voice instantly rang out, "Rachel, it's your mom… anyway so your Aunt Chloe called me out of the blue the other day and told me that she was sending you her wedding dress and my heart just stopped. My little girl finally about to become a bride. So anyway I just called to ask you have you met him yet? What's he like? Does he have a stable career so that he can support you and your fantasy of fame? Call me back baby cause I want to talk about it, perhaps set a brunch date…. "
Clicking Shelby's message off mid sentence Rachel rolled her eyes.
'Why did her aunt have to send her that damn dress again? "
Letting out a sigh she managed to make it to her room where she proceeded to kick off her heels and flop on her bed, but not before her eyes caught a glance of the dress that hung still in her closet.
"This can't be happening, "she thought as her mind briefly drifted to thoughts of one Sam Evans for a moment before shaking them off.
No… it wasn't Sam… it couldn't be Sam… Sam just seemed like one of those perfect pretty boys who would never have given her the time of day in High School…or College…so, why start now. And the fact that she'd seen him not once but twice since receiving that stupid dress… well it was simply coincidence after all how was she to know that he worked in the same studio as Artie?
Closing her eyes now she let a feeling of calmness wash over her as her mind realized that the following day was Sunday, no auditions, no classes, the perfect day to go to the beach which was just what she planed to do.
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A soft breeze was already beginning to blow the following morning as Rachel slipped off her sandals and began to walk along the shore line letting her toes sink into the wet sand. Sucking in a long and lingering breath of salty air she made her way a small distance away from the water where she placed her towel and sandals on the sand while she stripped off her top and shorts to reveal her bathing suit so that she could take a dip in the water however before she could make another move she heard someone approaching. Tilting her head sideways she watched as a body was coming toward her. From the looks of it definitely male and definitely a well built one at that. Letting her eyes get lost in his abs for a nano second, a familiar brush of blonde hair swept her back to reality.
'No, this can't be happening,' she thought to herself thinking not just about this mans presence but of just how insanely good looking the man was. Like criminally insane.
"Rachel," he spoke causing her to turn around and lock eyes with him.
"Sam," she replied trying to not sound interested but succeeding miserably.
Watching as he flashed her a small smile she listened as he cut her off.
"Before you ask me if I was stalking you no I wasn't."
Rachel simply nodded at his comment.
"Don't worry, I believe that your not my stalker….you're my destiny."
Taken aback by the brunette's declaration he flashed her a pensive glance.
"Your destiny?" he replied as he scratched his head, "what, did you like travel through time or something and see your future self and my future self together or something…."
"Or something."
Nodding he pondered making a comment about how awesome he thought the concepts of time travel were before changing his mind thinking he'd sound like a huge dork and so instead he smile and replied.
"Well then was it a pick up line because I'm flattered but…"
"No, you were warmer with your first inquiry though time travel isn't involved. I mean I said that I wasn't planning on getting married anytime soon but come on receiving Aunt Chloe's dress kind of makes it inevitable and you'd make an adequate husband I'd wager…."
"Wedding Dress…Husband…Slow Down."
While Rachel took a moment to suck in a few deep breaths mentally preparing an explanation it was Sam who once more spoke up.
"On second thought."
Rachel flashed a curious gaze toward him as he rand his fingers through his hair, "what are you doing."
"Well, I was just about to go for a swim before you interrupted me in your non stalkerish way."
Sam just nodded.
"Well, what about lunch."
"What about it? It's not even noon yet."
Looking at the waterproof wrist watch that he had on Sam noted that it was barely eleven AM and simply smiled.
"I know, I just thought we could sit down….you know talk…there is this small seafood place just up the beach…the…"
"…Shrimp Shack, yea I know the place…I could definitely go for one of their peach and mango iced teas."
Watching as Rachel slipped on a low cut pair of denim shorts and a top the same shade of purple as her bathing suit Sam stood in silence.
In fact, silence seemed to be the soundtrack as they made their way to the shack and placed their order at the counter before finding a table.
Looking over to where Rachel sat sipping her tea once they were situated Sam finally decided this was the moment to break their awkward silence toward one another.
"So, back on the beach earlier you mentioned something about a wedding dress?"
Feeling a light flush of embarrassment cross her cheeks Rachel nodded.
"That, well it's a long story."
"I've got time, especially if it's got something to do with me."
"Well the other day I received my Aunt Chloe's wedding dress with a note that the next man I met would be the man that I would marry."
"And let me guess, I was that man."
Rachel nodded.
"I mean at first I just laughed…and well I'm still laughing it's just that well we've run into one another three times in as many days and…."
"It's not me," Sam interjected.
Rachel blinked.
"Excuse me."
"It's not me, your future husband."
"You think I'm foolish to believe in a Magic Wedding Dress huh."
"Foolish you are not," Sam said with a grin, "anyway I'm too big of a science fiction fan to write off the IDEA of a magical wedding dress it's just that….well…I'm engaged."
"Engaged, but the other day you never mentioned anyone."
"Well, like you I didn't think I'd see you again, and besides it's not official… not yet anyway."
"What's her name?"
"Santana."
"Like the musician?"
Sam shrugged his shoulders as the conversation soon drifted away from matters of the heart.
"Do you surf?" Sam asked while Rachel shook her head 'no', "well then…how about a lesson."
"Sure," she said with a smile on her face, 'why the hell not,' she added mentally as they finished their meal and made their way back to the beach where she watched as Sam walked up to the small board rental place and began to animatedly chat with the young man running it before walking back with two boards in hand and a smile on his face.
"Ok," he said, "first lets practice on the sand."
Rachel nodded.
"Good idea, after all we recently ate and we shouldn't be going the water quite this soon."
"Well that and it's important to learn the basics before you head out on the water."
"I've watched all those Beach Party movies, I know how it's done," Rachel said with a smile as she stood on the board causing Sam to laugh and shake his head.
"You can't just stand on the board," he said pointing to his own as to tell her to watch him as he began to lie down with his stomach on the board. "Ok, so you lie belly down like this."
Rachel nodded and did the same.
"Now, move into a kneeling position like this," he added moving himself slowly into said position looking over to Rachel who was doing the same, "good, a bit too fast but this is only practice… now in one swift movement unbend your legs so that your standing up."
Rachel nodded finally moving back up to how she began, standing on the board.
"That's it."
"For now."
"So, can we go into the water now?"
"Easy there Gidget," Sam said with a smirk while Rachel's heard seamed to suddenly flutter while she secretly wondered if calling her the moniker of Sandra Dee's iconic character was a term of endearment of if he was making fun of her.
Deciding not to ask Sam she instead listened as he made her practice the motions a few more times before giving her a smile.
"Alaksi ne kä?" he asked being met with a confused look from Rachel, "Ready to go?"
"I was ready two practice runs ago," was Rachel's reply as Sam motioned for her to get into the water with her board, carrying it as far out as she could.
"Ok, now like before, lie on your stomach and paddle straight into the waves…."
Rachel did as he told her and followed all his other instructions as well until she'd finally was able to get her bearings and stand up on the board.
"I'm doing it!" she exclaimed before a small wave sent her crashing into the water.
"Rachel!" Sam yelled as he paddled over toward where his companion fell.
"I did it," she spoke with a smile on her face causing him to smile back, his eyes locking instantly with hers and in a moment, without any sudden thought their lips crashed upon one another like the waves around them.
A chill ran down Rachel's spine in that moment and she knew it wasn't from the coldness of the water either. That kiss… Sam's kiss, it was like nothing she'd ever had experienced before and she was sure she'd never experience a kiss like that again, and after all it was a kiss that did Aunt Chloe in but…Sam was engaged so it wasn't possible…and once again her mind and heart were in a race with one another causing her to feel a sudden bout of light headed ness.
"I should go," Rachel managed to squeak pulling herself out of Sam's arms which were now could around her, "it was nice seeing you again…and thanks for the lunch and the lesson…"
She didn't even wait for Sam's reply as she swam swiftly back toward the beach where she gathered her things and hurried away, replaying the scene of her kiss in her mind like it were a scene in some romantic movie.
TBC
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