So chapter 3 is fairly short, chapter 4 may be short too. I'm planning on making chapter 5 pretty long, unless I decide to change the direction I'm going in x) Enjoy :3
" I can't believe it. We survived our first day of 8th grade." Quinn said happily, jumping onto Rachel's bed. Rachel giggled and took a seat of the edge of the bed, watching as her best friend jumped up and down excitedly.
"How old are you Q, 13 or 3?" The blonde rolled her eyes and nudged Rachel playfully as she took a seat next to her. She looked around the girl's room, a room that was so... Rachel. From the Barbra Streisand and Celine Dion posters along the walls to the reindeer sweaters and plaid skirts in her closet. Everything about her room was neat and organized, just like Rachel.
" I have something I would like to show you." The brunette turned and reached under her pillow, pulling out the same notebook Quinn remembered from third grade.
"Woah Rach, you still have this?" She leaned over so her cheek was pressed against Rachel's as she examined the little notebook. Rachel bit her lip and nodded, opening it and flipping through the pages. Quinn looked at all the song titles as the pages turned, giggling at some of them. My Bubblegum, My Bracelet, My Piano...
"They say you should write about what you know." Rachel spoke softly, bracing herself for what the blonde was going to see next. She flipped to the next page, her eyes meeting Quinn's after hearing her friend gasp.
"You...you wrote a song about me?" Quinn whispered, her eyes moving back to the book in Rachel's hands. The song was titled My Quinn. The brunette closed the book and tossed it aside, taking Quinn's hands in her own, brown eyes meeting hazel ones.
"Time has come again, and love is in the wind," The girl begins to sing. "Like some music in a dream, you made them all come true when you came inside my life, now I'm lost inside of you, lost in the music, and lost in your eyes."
Quinn's eyes filled with tears as she listened to Rachel's breathtaking voice carry out the tune of her song.
"I could spend all of my time hearing songs you sing, feeling love you bring, being close to you made all of my dreams come true, when you came inside my life, now I'm lost inside of you."
Rachel opened her eyes to find Quinn leaning towards her, the blonde's hand brushing a strand of the girl's hair off her cheek as it slides lightly behind her ear. Her fingers slide gently down the back of Rachel's neck, supporting her head as she leaned in further and pressed their lips together. The kiss was gentle, yet captivating. Their lips moves perfectly together, as if they were made for each other. With the two of them there in such a passionate moment, the rest of the world was forgotten.
Rachel slid her finger tips down Quinn's back as the blonde pressed herself against her. The brunette flipped them over so Quinn was on her back, causing the girl to smile into the mezmerizing kiss. She knew Rachel loved control. As their lips slowly pulled apart, both girls looked into each other's eyes full of love and lust, and suddenly the world came back into focus.
"Rachel... we can't do this." Quinn slid out from underneath the smaller girl and sat up, turning away from her. "This isn't right... this... this shouldn't of happened I'm sorry." Rachel frowned and crawled across the bed, placing her hand on Quinn's shoulder.
"Don't be sorry Quinn..." She spoke softly, looking down. "I.. I enjoyed the kiss." Quinn shook her head and slid off Rachel's bed, warm tears spilling down her cheeks.
"This is wrong, Rachel. So wrong. You shouldn't be making me feel this way."
"Well how do I make you feel?" Quinn looked away, not wanting to meet Rachel's eyes.
"I don't know. I don't... I don't even understand. I just know that I shouldn't be feeling like this." Rachel was growing frustrated. She hated being confused, and she hated seeing her best friend so upset.
" Can we just forget this ever happened?" The brunette pleaded. "It was one kiss, Santana said it herself a few years ago, her and Britt kiss all the time. It's nothing... just practice for the boyfriends we're going to have soon." Quinn sighed, wiping away the tears that were still forming in her eyes.
"I should go. I'll call you later." Quinn headed straight for Rachel's bedroom door, not looking back as she slammed the door behind her, leaving the confused brunette in tears.
The song wasn't actually written by Rachel or the author (me) it's a Barbra Streisand song. I figured since Rachel is a big fan of her, Rachel's song writing style would be somewhat the same x) So as far as the story goes, Rachel wrote that. Kind of an abrupt ending, but chapter 4 tomorrow :) x