Here's chapter 5! Thank you for all the reviews, favs, and alerts! I'd also like to thank you all for being patient for this next chapter to be posted. I promise that next month, when I'm on Thanksgiving break, I'll try to post three chapters.
I don't own Glee. I only own the characters Cory, Lila, and Skylar.
Enjoy!
"We shouldn't be studying in here."
"I think we can handle it."
Finn was going to help Rachel study for a Psychology test she had, and if she got a good grade on it she wouldn't have to a big project if she failed it. That was how the class was usually set up.
"Alright," he flipped to a random page in her study guide. "Explain Chromotherapy and give two examples."
"Chromotherapy is when colors are used as treatment. Ancient cultures such as the Chinese and Egyptian's hade used this type of therapy. Blue was believed to treat pain and soothe illnesses, and red was believed to increase circulation in the body."
"Correct. Next question. True or false: I find you super sexy when you're super smart."
She looked at the smirk on his face, which gave him one back as an exchange. "That's not a question on the study guide, silly."
"Answer the question."
"True," she answered, leaning in to kiss his lips. They were a bit chapped, but once they touched she knew they were moist now.
"What about my parents?" Finn asked, which caused Rachel to laugh.
"They don't live here, remember?" he chuckled once she replied. Their kissing got more intense, and they were about to move to the bed when they heard a cry from Cory's bedroom. "Of course."
"I'll get him this time," he slowly got up and went into his son's bedroom, leaving Rachel alone with her work. She looked over at her desk to see her NYADA application, all filled out and ready to be sent in. She was worried that she'd be denied though. Her grades hadn't really been their best lately; she used to get straight A's but now there was a mix of low A's and B's. Ever since she had Cory, it was harder to focus on her school work at times. NYADA was her only shot... and if she got rejected then she didn't know what she was going to do.
"He seemed to have a bad dream. He's fine now. Hey, are you ok?" Finn asked once he came back. She knew he saw the look of concern on her face.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Rachel lied, closing the folder of her application and putting it to the side.
"C'mon, I know that face. What's wrong?" he asked again.
"Nothing," she growled, handing him her study guide. "Now, continue to quiz me."
-more-than-words-
Quinn held baby Beth in her arms, looking at all of her features while her parents and Puck watched carefully, "She's so beautiful."
Beth's health had gotten a lot better in two weeks, and she was now 33 weeks old. The doctors decided to let her go off the incubator for about ten minutes so she could actually be held by someone.
"I think it's best if we take her back down to the NICU. In a couple days we'll be able to tell if this little girl is ready to go home," the nurse smile, taking the delicate baby from the blonde's arms and placing her back in what the baby knew was home. Once she was wheeled out of the room, Russel shut the door to look at the two teenagers.
"Well, that was either good news or bad news," he said with a sigh, sitting back down next to Judy. "Have you two made a decision yet?"
"Are you kidding me?" Quinn asked with a confused look on her face. "I just held her for the first time! How can I make a decision that will change my life forever? Puck...what do you think?"
Puck was jolted out of his daydream, giving everyone a quick glance before going back to the mother of his baby, "What?"
"What should we do about Beth?"
"How the hell should I know?" Puck was always brutally honest. "You yourself said..." He stopped himself before he could answer the question. Everyone's eyes burned on his once he stopped in mid-sentence.
"Said what?" Judy asked.
"W-what did I say?" the blonde repeated her mother's words.
"Rachel told me that you told her that regardless of what I thought, you were going to give the baby up for adoption. You wanted to give it to parents that were financially secure unlike her and Finn. You said you wanted to give Beth an actual shot at life, and you'd become successful while Finn and Rachel are stuck in this 'dead end town.'"
"I said that?" Quinn whispered with a teaspoon of guilt laced in her voice. "W-why?"
"Once you found out you were pregnant, you acted like a jerk again like you did when Rachel found out she was pregnant," Puck explained simply. She let out a sigh as she started to pick at her nails. He had noticed over the past couple a months that she picked up that nasty habit. "We don't have to make a decision today, Quinn."
"No, we need to do it today. Mom, dad, can you give us a minute please?"
Rachel decided to call Lila to see how she was doing. They had met almost a year ago at a Halloween store at the mall, and she also met Lila's two year old daughter named Skylar. The brunette picked up her phone, called Lila's number, and quickly got a hold of her.
"Hello?" she asked in a quiet voice.
"Hey, Lila. It's me, Rachel Berry," she always loved saying her last name with her first name, she felt more professional.
"Oh, hey Rachel. It's been awhile," she commented, still whispering.
"Why are you whispering?" she asked in the same tone as Lila.
"I just got Skylar to go to sleep, and I don't want to wake her up. She's a light sleeper," she said with a small laugh.
"Ah," Rachel understood now. "So, how are you? Are you finally happy to be out of high school?" Last year, Lila was a senior, and she had graduated in May.
"Good..." she responded, but her voiced trailed with sadness.
"What's wrong? Do you have a lot of homework or something? If so, I can call you tomorrow or something."
"No, it's not that. I kinda miss school...Rachel, I'm not in college," Lila said with a sigh.
Rachel silently responded on the other line. Lila seemed pretty smart when they met...then again, she was in a sophomore class during her senior year, "Were you not accepted or something?"
"No, I just didn't apply. I don't have time for school, I have to work to support myself and Skylar. Who knows if I'll ever get into college... Crap. Skylar woke up. I gotta go. Talk to you later, Rach," and she hung up. Rachel felt bad for her friend. She had Finn and her dads to help support her, while Lila just had herself. In a way, she was lucky. What if she was right? She didn't know if she was going to be able to handle a two year old and school all at the same time. She probably should have thought things through before she mailed in her NYADA application earlier today.
-more-than-words-
"Do you think we can raise her?" Quinn asked. "You and me?"
"We'd be rockin' parents, you and I," Puck answered with a smile, which caused her to react the same way.
"I know that, but can we really do it? I don't think my parents would really be supportive if we decided to keep her. They love me, but they don't love the fact that I got pregnant and I didn't tell them."
"Who cares what they think? In June, we're going to be graduating from high school, and we'll be free."
"I have a feeling that you told me your reasons to keep her before," Quinn said, smiling a bit.
"Yeah, I did. It's true though," Puck tried to reason with her.
"You may be free now, but I'm not. Plus, we don't know where either of us will be in a year, five years even, from now. Your pool cleaning business isn't going to do that well in Ohio. I don't know, Puck, I don't know."
She's right, he thought, What was I thinking?
"I just don't want to give her up, though," he let out another sigh, which he seemed to do a lot lately.
"I don't either, but don't you think it's for the best?" she asked. He didn't answer.
"So...I guess this means we're giving her up."
"Yeah. I guess we are."
So, Quick decided that they weren't going to keep Beth. Do you think they made the right decision?
Coming up in chapter 6: A scout from Ohio State comes to a football game at McKinley. Finn and a couple guys applied for the football scholarship there. Who will receive it? Quick also go through some potential parents for Beth, and they'll pick her adoptive parents.