DISCLAIMER: Bla bla bla, I don't own Glee, Ryan Murphy and FOX do. It'd be cool if I did though. ;)
I also don't own the song in this chapter. :)
This is just a filler chapter, and it mostly fluff. I think I'm running out of ideas, so there might be one more chapter, then the epilogue. Idk...
So here ya go:
CHAPTER NINE
"Shihh!" Finn exclaims. The crusty brown marshmallow he popped into his mouth was obviously too hot to be eaten. Rachel glares at him, she hates when he cusses. "Showee", he says, his mouth still full off s'mores.
Finn and Rachel are sitting on the back porch of her house, chowing down on dairy-free, whey-free s'mores. In front of them is a blazing fire, enraptured by a large hammered copper fire pit. Finn is admiring the green landscape and the torch-lit passageway to the pool when Rachel asks him who his favorite author is, without even looking up from her own book.
"Um, I don't really read that much," Finn says, knowing that he should've lied to her. He doesn't have time to read because he has way more important stuff to do, like playing video games, hanging out with Rachel... playing video games. The shocked look he gets from her is expected.
"Are you serious, Finn?" she scoffs. "Have you even heard of William Shakespeare?"
Finn is offended, of course he has. "Yeah I read 'A Midnight Summer's Dream' last year for a book report." Now Rachel is the one that looks offended. The graham cracker that he's about to eat is smacked out of his hand by Rachel, and his ear is pinched by her other hand. Finn is pulled into her house and she leads him to her fathers' library.
Finn's jaw drops. "Damn! Your dads must like to read." In the library there are endless stacks of books on the floor and at least ten bookshelves lined along the walls. On one side there is a desk in front of a large window that is scattered with papers and other office supplies. A leather chair in front of it is off askew, with the back facing the doorway. He's surprised by how messy the place is, which is unlike Rachel, and he's about to inform her of this when the chair turns around to reveal one of her fathers. Finn can imagine himself wiping the sweat off his brow. At least it's the nice dad.
"Hey kids! How can I help you?" he offers. He has thin-wired glasses at the tip of his nose, and a rather large, leather-bound book in his lap.
"Hello daddy. I was just informed that Finn here is not well-versed in literature and I was hoping that you could find a suitable book for him to read. Perhaps something set between the ranges of Dr. Seuss and Homer?"
"Ah, yes." her father grins at Finn. He walks over to one of the many bookshelves and begins to look at the titles of the books on the row second to the top. He fingers a smaller book and pulls it off the shelf. Then he hands it to Finn. "This seems like a good fit." Finn looks down at the book. "Anthem" by Ayn Rand. Then he notices the bright light bulb drawn on the cover. Oh great. This book is already mocking him.
"Thanks Mr. Berry." Finn says, perhaps a little too sarcastically.
"You're welcome, Finn. But please, call me Hiram." Finn nods. Rachel's dad turns his back to them, returns to his chair, and begins to read his book again.
"Thank you daddy," Rachel says as she pulls Finn by the collar of his jean jacket, taking him to her bedroom.
She pushes him onto the bed, but Finn is too quick for her and he pulls her onto him and kisses her. "Whaddya say to 'practicing' again?" he says with a grin. He can't imagine doing it here, in her pink-filled bedroom, especially when her parents are home, but he doesn't care.
"You wish." Rachel pulls out of his grasp and Finn falls back to the bed and sighs. She picks up the book off of the carpeted floor of her bedroom and tosses it onto his chest. "Read," she demands. He knows not to disobey her, so with a sigh he opens to the first page. After several minutes of dosing off and reading the first sentence of the book repeatedly, he looks at his watch.
"Um, Rachel, it's getting kinda late, I think you should take me home." He feels like such a girl when he says this, but he can't drive, seeing as there's still a giant cast on his arm, so he relies on her to take him places.
"Fine." He follows her out the front door and into the cool breeze of the night. He sees the moon shining through the trees overhead and can't help but think of the night he and Rachel played strip football at school. They continue to her car and Rachel drives him home. They don't talk to each other, and her 'Wicked' soundtrack fills the silence.
Finn jumps out of her car and runs to the driver's seat. "Thanks Rach." He leans through the window of the car door to kiss her but Rachel presses the button to roll up the window. His lips are still perked and his eyes are shut at the top of the window pushes into his chin, and he pulls his head out before it gets squished. She stops just before it fully closes.
Through the crack she shouts "Not until you finish the book!" And she steps on the gas and speeds away down his street, into the night. Finn laughs to himself and turns around to enter the house, book in hand.
GLEE
Maybe if he reads more, he'll have higher marks next year in school. This is Rachel's reasoning for being way too over dramatic with the book thing. But nonetheless, Finn stayed up all night to finish it.
"Aw look at the lovebirds." She examines the label on the cage. "The Black-winged lovebird. Otherwise known as Agapornis taranta." Finn snorts. "How beautiful. They're like me and you." Rachel continues to admire the birds, as Finn reads how to identify between the sexes.
"Um, Rach- those are both dudes." He points to the sign and she notices that males have red on their foreheads, while the female's plumage is entirely green. She looks back, and sees that they both have red heads.
"Then they're like my dads!" She pulled out a small pink camera from her purse and snapped a picture of the birds.
Finn decided to take her to the zoo, and then a movie later on because it was one of the last days he could be with her; football camp started next week. She didn't understand the point of it. First of all, all they do is run into each other and throw a ball. Second, the Titans would never win.
Rachel runs to a long wall of metal bars. Deep down there is a rocky den filled with lions. "Look! They're fierce like me!" Finn comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist.
"They're all sleeping, Rach." he laughs. "Maybe the chimpanzees are more your speed?" Rachel sticks out her lower lip. He kisses her hair. "Let's go look at the monkeys." He grabs her hand.
The monkey habitat is a large circular cage, cut into parts like a piece of pie. They circle around the cage, but every monkey is asleep, except for the ring-tailed lemurs in one cage. There is a mother in one corner, and three babies jumping around, running everywhere in the cage while they hoot and holler. "See? These are more like you." he says with a grin. She playfully hits him on the shoulder. He pretends to rub it. "I know what would calm them down. You should sing to them."
Rachel turns to him. "But there's a lot of people here."
"That never stopped you before." She hesitates, but then beams at him and turns back around.
She hums, then begins.
When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Her fingers are hooked to the wire cage, and she continues to sing.
And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
The lemurs are staring at her now, with large yellow eyes. Her song reaches a peak.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
"That was beautiful, baby," Finn whispers in her ear. Suddenly applause erupts around them and they turn around to see a crowd of people standing close to the monkey cages. Her cheeks blush intensely. "Yeah, that's right. This is my girlfriend. Be jealous." he shouts.
Rachel is in the driver's seat, backing out of the zoo's parking lot. "You sure do have a way with animals, Rach."
"Thank you. But you don't. You must have gotten a little too close to the lions," she teases him. Finn is sneezing viciously, and his eyes are red.
He turns his head away. "What? Nah, it's nothing."
She laughs. "So, the movies? What are we going to see?"
"Well there's not really any lovey-dovey date movies out right now."
"That's fine. How about Toy Story 3?"
"Sounds great."
Did you like it? :) Tell me if you did in a review. :)
I figured I needed to add in some more singing, since, it is Glee. :)
The song is 'Let It Be' by The Beatles, but I'm sure you all know that. :)
Once again, go check out sammyuzzelle's story, 'A Summer for Puck & Quinn'. Review it, too. :)
Chapter 10, which will most likely be the last chapter, coming soon.
