Hi again, i know it has been a while since i updated, but i have been working and then i had inspiration for a different story and it all kind of got left behind. Anyway, i have an update for you and i hope you like!
Chapter 8
The 4 of us, Santana, Brittany, Noah and I get together every now and again for a movie night. It is usually always at Noah and I's house as our parents are usually away on business trips anyway, like tonight for example. So movie night it is.
A few days have passed since that incident in the hall and I am almost 95% positive that Santana knows about my not so little crush on Quinn, but I am thankful she hasn't said anything about it, well at least not yet.
"So what do you guys want to watch?" asks Noah as he takes his spot on the sofa next to me, leaving the other sofa for Santana and Brittany to curl up together on.
"Oh! Me! Me! Pick me, I know which one!" Brittany bounces on her seat, sticking her hand up in the air, reaching it as far as it will go as if the higher she stretches; the more likely it will be that we choose her.
Santana smiles indulgently at Brittany's antics, wrapping her arms around her waist "Sure Brit Brit, which one do you want to watch?"
"Aladdin!" I don't know what it is with Brittany's obsession with Disney movies and cartoons, but she always, ALWAYS, wants to watch them and we always...
"Oh hell no! Can we watch something different for a change? Like Texas chainsaw Massacre? Please" Noah whines.
"No, Brittany wants to watch Aladdin so that is what we will watch" Santana says with a finality that no one would dare tell her otherwise.
So as I was saying we always end up watching them.
"Yay!" Brittany squeals kissing Santana on the cheek before running over to put the DVD in the DVD player. If you're wondering why we even have Disney movies, then here is the answer; it is nothing to do with Noah and I, it is daddy who shares the same obsession as Brittany, hence the Disney collection.
S the movie comes to a closee Santana glances at me before turning back to the screen and starts talking. "Isn't it amazing how Aladdin, who is poor and on a completely different social hierarchy to Jasmine, who is a princess, can fall in love? Don't you think Rachel?" she asks pointedly.
I narrow my eyes, not liking were this conversation is going at all. "Of course it is amazing Santana, it is a fairytale, that is why these 'amazing' things can happen without the consequences that 2 people from different social standings can get together so easily." I respond sharply, hoping to end the discussion.
"It is hardly easy for them, Aladdin nearly dies like 3 times in this movie and he has to stop Jafar from taking over the world when he steals the lamp, it just goes to show, you have to work for something you want" Santana says determinedly.
"Well in the real world magic doesn't exist and we don't have some powerful king who changes the rules that allowed them so easily to wed now do we? Besides just because you want something, doesn't mean you should get it" take that!
"Why are you being so god damn stubborn Berry!" she finally snaps out of pretence.
"Why are you sticking your nose in things which are none of your business?" I respond heatedly.
"Hey guys? Are we talking about Rachel's not so secret crush on Quinn?" Brittany asks innocently.
"WHAT?!" No fucking way! How did Brittany no? Shit, she just said that in front of Noah as well...
"I was wondering when you would finally realise sister" Noah says smiling brightly at me.
"Wait what? You new? Why didn't you tell me?" this is to confusing, both Brittany and Noah know about my crush? When did my life become such a soap opera!
"Come on Rach, I'm your twin, it wasn't that hard to figure out you were hot for Quinn, why do you think I haven't tapped that?" he says smugly.
"I thought she turned you down?" I say smugly, turning his smirk into a frown. "Hey Brit, how'd you know?" I ask curiously.
"I'm good at reading people, you were always looking at her, even when she through slushies at you" she finishes with a frown.
"So both of you new before even I did? Why didn't you tell me?" I can't help but feel a little hurt.
"It was something you had to figure out yourself Rach. Besides, would you have honestly believed me if I told you?" he says softly, being the brother I need rather than Puck my partner in crime.
'sigh' "I guess not" he's right, as per usual.
"So, what are you going to do about it?" Santana asks with mischief.
"Nothing"
"What Rach? You can't seriously do 'nothing'. Do you honestly think Finn is good enough for her?" Noah asks incredulously.
"That is not my place to decide" I grind out, hating that thought.
"So your happy going to school every day pretending that Finn and Quinn making out in the hallways does not bother you?" Santana asks, picking on what had happened recently.
I stand up then and turn around; stopping at the door "Can you guys just leave it alone... Please" I say weakly, not turning to face them and show them my weakness.
I don't wait for a response; I run upstairs and grab my iPod, change into my running close and leave the house. I need to blow off some steam.
I keep running for a while, not paying attention to my surroundings and concentrating on the music playing through my headphones. I only stop when I notice I have arrived at that very same park that I have found myself at numerous times before.
I go into the park and listen to my music, paying extra close attention to the song playing now and before I know it, I am singing it out loud.
Chill out , what you yellin' for?
Lay back, it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be, you will see
I like you the way you are
When we're drivin' in your car
and you're talking to me one on one but you've become
I kick the ground at the end of this verse out of frustration.
Somebody else round everyone else
You're watching your back like you can't relax
You're tryin' to be cool you look like a fool to me
Tell me
I am somebody else at school; do I really need to keep on acting? Is the hurt I am causing everyone worth shielding them from the bullying?
Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
And you fall and you crawl and you break
and you take what you get and you turn it into honesty
and promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it
no, no, no
I look up to the dark sky, still singing...
You come over unannounced
dressed up like you're somethin' else
where you are ain't where it's at you see
you're making me
laugh out when you strike your pose
take off all your preppy clothes
you know you're not fooling anyone
when you've become
Somebody else round everyone else
Watching your back, like you can't relax
Trying to be cool you look like a fool to me
Tell me
I am not the only one who's hiding. I know the Quinn at school isn't the real Quinn. Looking back, I think I have always known that wasn't the real Quinn, that was probably why I forgave her so easily for all of the bullying.
Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
and You fall and you crawl and you break
and you take what you get and you turn it into
honesty
promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it
no no no
It is so fucking complicated! Why can't things ever be simple? I guess that's just the way things are when you feel like this about someone. It's just so fucking hard!
Chill out , what you yellin' for?
Lay back, it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be
You will see
Somebody else round everyone else
You're watching your back, like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me
Tell me
We both hide, but why does Quinn need to hide? I just, I don't know what to do about it. I want to help her; I want to do everything I can to make her happy, even if it is from the side lines, even if I have to watch her with Finn...
Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
and you fall and you crawl and you break
and you take what you get and you turn it into
honesty
promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it
no no no
I sing this last verse at the top of my voice, not caring as I know it is too late for anyone to be out here, while punching the wooden frame at the top of the slide, ignoring the pain as I sing.
Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like your somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break
and you take what you get and you turn it into honesty
promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it
no no no
I don't even remember putting that song on my iPod, but truer words were never spoken...
CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP
I spin around looking for the owner of that sound and find myself embarrassed to find Quinn sat on the gate entrance to the park, clapping watching me intensely. "I see you're in your sweats again" she says eyeing my attire as I shift uncomfortably under her gaze.
I pull out my head phones and turn off my iPod. "Yeah well, just came out for a bit of late night running..." I make my way over to her as she jumps off her perch from the gate.
"Do all your late night runs usually involve singing outdated Avril Lavigne songs? I thought you were into musicals and Broadway." She says with humour in her eyes.
I gasp dramatically "Outdated?! That song is a classic! Besides, I didn't know you paid attention to what my interests were before Miss Fabray" I smirk, leaning against the fence surrounding the park. Got my game back!
She splutters for a moment before scoffing, trying to brush it off "It's kind of hard not to with you preaching about it all the time." She crosses her arms turning her nose upwards.
"Yeah sure, you keep telling yourself that babe" I say before completely turning my back to the fence, now leaning on both arms as I stare up at the sky.
After a moment of silence, I look back over to her, surprised she didn't respond to find her with her arms still crossed, with a single eyebrow lifted in a very Quinn HBIC fashion. "What?"
"You called me babe" she states, not moving.
Oh... Did I? Oh yeah, I guess I did. "Sorry" I say unapologetic in the slightest. "What are you doing out here anyway?" I say looking back up to the sky.
I hear her sigh before moving to stand next to me. I look to the side to see her gazing up at the sky. So beautiful. "I needed to get out of the house for a while... My dad is... well... being difficult" she finishes lightly, turning to look at me, finding herself surprised when our noses almost touch, but neither of us pull away.
I have never been so close to her before and if I thought she was beautiful before, she is absolutely stunning right now. Her face angular and sharp, her hair in a loose bun causing strands to fall into her face, her eyes golden and fiery, her lips so full and kissable...
As soon as that thought crosses my mind I notice the way Quinn's eyes flicker to my own lips and watch as her tongue peaks out of her lips.
Before anything can happen however, Quinn snaps out of whatever haze she was in and puts some distance between us, refusing to look me in the eyes as she composes herself. I can't feel hurt by her actions though, I know she must be really confused, the only feeling I have about this is hope. Maybe she does want me? Maybe I have a chance?
I grab her arm and pull her along "Come on" I urge her and manage to get her to follow without complaint.
"Sit" I order, pointing to the swing. She looks at me as if I am crazy and I give her a wide grin, ordering again "Sit" to which she finally complies.
As she sits down, I walk around to stand behind her, talking as I do so "I don't know about you, but whenever I got upset or sad when I was younger, having my dad push me on the swing always made me feel better, it made me feel free..."
I grab the bottom of her seat and pull her back and then push her forward as she squeals "Rachel!" reaffirming her grip on the rains as I laugh at her near fall.
I push her again "Rachel this is so childish!" she laughs out as I she swings.
"It is but don't you feel better?" I say lightly as I continue to push her on the swing. "Now, when I push you, I want you to lean back in your seat so that you end up facing the sky ok?"
"ok" she says softly as I go to push her again. This time she goes back in her seat, holding onto the rains so she can gaze at the stars without falling off.
I watch as her facial expression turns to one of awe as she feels the breeze in her hair, from experience I know it makes you feel as though nothing holds you down to this earth. "Don't you feel free?" I whisper, not wanting to break the spell that had been cast upon us.
"mhmm" is the only answer I receive.
We are both quiet enjoying the view. Quinn the view of the stars and I the view of Quinn, we are both so lost in our thoughts that neither of us notice before it is too late. I do not move fast enough to dodge Quinn as the swing comes backwards, knocking me off my feet as I land on my back, groaning in pain.
Quinn immediately jumps off the swing and runs around, dropping to her knees beside me. "Rachel, are you okay?" she asks worriedly as her eyes scan me for any injuries.
I groan again as I turn my head to face her "I think I might just stay here for a while..."
She smiles indulgently at me, a smile I have never seen before that leaves butterflies in my stomach as my heart does cartwheels. "Move over a bit then" she says.
I look at her confused "Why?"
"Just move over" she says shoving my arm to try and get me to move.
"Ouch, injured person here!" but I move over regardless.
She then moves down to lay down next to me, connecting her hands on her stomach while I move mine behind my head.
"Why are you so different from school Rachel?" Quinn asks, not moving her gaze from the sky.
I thought we had both made a silent agreement not to ask anything personal? "What about you Quinn? Why are you so different now?"
"I wasn't talking about me Rachel. Stop avoiding the question" she says turning her head to look at me.
I sit up then and look down at her "Why do you think I would answer that question when you yourself avoid answering any of mine? How am I supposed to trust you when you don't trust me?"
She looks away then, trying to hide her hurt, but I saw it and I immediately felt guilty. Gah! I have nothing to feel guilty for. Stupid Rachel having to deal with feelings and crap. "I'm not trying to be mean Quinn; I'm just not ready to tell you, much like you aren't ready to tell me ok?"
She nods but still doesn't look at me. I am about to reach over and try and get her attention when I feel my phone buzz. I pull it out and don't even look to see who is calling before I answer, accidently putting it on speaker phone as I do.
"Hey this is Rach" I answer.
"Hey sexy, haven't heard from you in a while. I was wondering if you wanted to hook up tonight since you bailed on me last time..." a seductive voice comes through the phone, loud enough to grab Quinn's attention that immediately looks at me in shock.
I scramble quickly trying to turn off the speaker and fail miserably. "Hello? Baby are you ignoring me? I thought we could..." I cut her off before she goes into details I never want Quinn to hear.
"Kara? Now isn't a good time ok? I am kind of busy right now and..."
"What? Oh I am sorry, didn't mean to interrupt you and one of your conquests..."
Quinn snatches my phone from me then, looking more pissed than I have ever seen. "Hello, yeah, this is one of Rachel's supposed conquests speaking, do you mind fucking off!"
"Jealous much?" Kara growls down the phone. Shit, when did Kara get possessive?
"Go fuck yourself!" Quinn spits out before cutting her off and tossing my phone back at me.
What the fuck just happened?
"Er thanks..." I don't know why I am saying thank you, but I didn't know what else to say!
Quinn sits there looking angry for a few minutes before standing up and heading towards the gate. I get up to follow, wondering what the hell is happening "where are you going?"
"Home" she snaps, not halting in her movements.
"Why?"
"Because..." she begins slowing down "Because..." 'sigh' she comes to a stop this time, turning to face me "I need to get home before my parents notice I'm gone"
"Oh, ok..." I say trying to hide my disappointment, but I think she notices.
"Give me your phone" she says, holding her hand out
I hand it over immediately, not even questioning her motives. She flips it open and starts pressing lots of buttons at an impressive speed before handing it back.
"What?" I say in confusion.
"Now you have my number and I texted myself yours alright?" she says with impatience. Really, I just think she is embarrassed about it.
I would take time to marvel at how adorable she looks flustered, but the meaning behind her words stops me in my actions and all I can do is nod.
"Good" she smiles before walking off to the gate again, exiting the park. It takes me a few moments to unfreeze from my Quinn high and I find myself chasing after her.
"Wait!" I yell as she is already half way down the road.
She turns around with a smile on her face "Yeah?" she yells back.
I pause, what did I want again? "err, When can I..." am I really going to say this? That's like so lame!
"What?" she yells again.
Fuck it, you only live once "When can I see you again?!" I shout louder than intended.
If possible her smile widens and stomach irrupts in butterflies again. "Friday night party! Be there!" she demands, winking at me before walking away.
She winked at me, she actually winked at me! This is awesome! Amazing! That means she has to like me right? YES! YES! YES! Woooop!
Wait a minute "What..." I start yelling but fins she is out of sight "party?" I finish quietly.
I pull out my phone and start ringing Noah.
"Hey Noah?"
"Did you go out for one of those crazy runs of yours again and get lost?"
"I am not lost! I just wanted to know if there is a party this Friday?"
"Well yeah, it's at Jessica's house, why do you want to know?"
"We're going" I say smiling to myself.
"What? Since when?" he asks confusedly.
"Since now" I hang up the phone.
Quinn got jealous, Quinn gave me her phone number, Quinn told me to go to a party, Quinn totally likes me! I start giggling out loud, feeling unbelievably giddy and it's all because of Quinn.
I really, really like her and I don't even care how lame that sounds.
This Friday should be an interesting one indeed.
What will be revealed next? What happens at a party full of football players and cheerio's? What happens when alcohol is involved? Is it time for Rachel to find out what goes on at the Fabray household?
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All in due time 'wink'
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