Turn Around Bright Eyes [5/9]
Chapter 5: A Shot At Redemption
A/N: I really like how much Quinn is changing in the show :) Although Rachel is still kind of a mess...I'm putting them together. They're both finding themselves and what's real, and I think that journey is something that could really spark love. And Brittany and Santana? Don't worry too much about them. Young women often forget that they know what they feel and how it happens.
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Finally finding her face, Santana got up and walked to Cheerios practice. She swore that her tear ducts ran cry and made sure that her face was ready to wear any sort of mask. She was not in the mood to get yelled at by her coach so she made sure she focused on the routine and not on the piece of her heart that ran away.
Everyone was doing their warm ups and on reflex Santana's eyes searched for Brittany. When she realized what her eyes were doing, she forced her body another way and joined a different group of girls. The last thing she needed was to see Brittany, of course, that's because she's the only thing she needed to see. But she'd never really admit that.
The whistle was blown and Santana focused on the drills and on her moves. When the practice was over, Mercedes and Kurt walked over to her.
"Where's your other half?" asked Kurt, giggling at his small joke. Santana felt something snap in the back of her mind.
"She's not my 'other half'," she retorts, turning away from the two. "And I don't know." She looked around, really wondering if Brittany had skipped practice. The two spent weeks making sure that every Cheerios practice became a routine for the girl.
"That's strange," muttered Aretha, "She didn't come today."
Santana was only a little worried, only a little.
"I'm going to go now," she states before walking away, not giving the duo another look.
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Quinn was annoyed. She was late for staring and longing to be a Cheerio again and all because of someone she practically hated. Actually, hate really is a strong word. Maybe she didn't really hate Rachel, she just found her annoying. Heck, she's not th eonly one. But she did underhandedly take everything away from her. She had to admit that it hurt that Finn was so into her.
"Mmm..." groaned the small girl. Quinn rose her eyebrow as the girl moved in her sleep.
She looked really peaceful, almost quiet even. She kind of really liked this side of Rachel. And she had to admit, despite the atrocious outfit, the girl was pretty. Actually, she was pretty damn gorgeous with the sun shining on her face like that. Everyone's probabyl like that though.
"Uh..." the girl stirred again. Quinn was more than relieved that she was finally waking up.
"How hard did that door hit you?" asked the pregnant teen, wondering how she could be out of it for so long from a blow that seemed so light.
"Huh?" muttered the girl again. She looked up to see Quinn sitting next to her, and wonderment and shock filled her eyes. "What are you doing here?"
Quinn sighs, and whether Rachel could tell or not, the blonde was blushing a little. "I decided to keep you company since you passed out." Her mission to the befriend the girl was oddly easier than she thought. It was as if Brittany and Santana wanted the two to become friends with how much they've been involved, whether voluntary or not, in this small operation.
"Well, I thought you could use a friend." It actually didn't taste bad when she said the word. Rachel's eyes lit up in an odd way, and her cofused face melted into a soft smile. Although still confused, it comforted her that she cared. It was kind of scary actually how much it comforted her. Maybe it was because it felt real.
"Thank you."
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Santana decided to skip Glee for the day and went straight home. She couldn't possibly stand not being beside Brittany anymore and having people ask her where her other half is. Besides, she needed to think of something for her assignment of the week anyway.
What inspired her?
Then a knock came to her bedroom door. She called out to her Papi and he told her that her "friend" was at the park.
It was actually late now. THe sky was dark and purple and oddly bright with the orange at the same time. She had been staring at nothing for the past 3 hours and the knock sort of snapped her out of it. She couldn't think of an inspiring song when there was such a big hole in her.
She wondered what friend could be at the park. Possibly her little brother's new friend, but why would she be told about it.
"Go get her, her parents are worried."
She stares, wondering who they could possibly be talking about, and why they weren't using specific names.
Then it hit her.
Santana pulls a hoody over her head and rushes out of her house, carrying a small band aid in her hand.
A/N: I really like how much Quinn is changing in the show :) Although Rachel is still kind of a mess...I'm putting them together. They're both finding themselves and what's real, and I think that journey is something that could really spark love. And Brittany and Santana? Don't worry too much about them. Young women often forget that they know what they feel and how it happens.
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Finally finding her face, Santana got up and walked to Cheerios practice. She swore that her tear ducts ran cry and made sure that her face was ready to wear any sort of mask. She was not in the mood to get yelled at by her coach so she made sure she focused on the routine and not on the piece of her heart that ran away.
Everyone was doing their warm ups and on reflex Santana's eyes searched for Brittany. When she realized what her eyes were doing, she forced her body another way and joined a different group of girls. The last thing she needed was to see Brittany, of course, that's because she's the only thing she needed to see. But she'd never really admit that.
The whistle was blown and Santana focused on the drills and on her moves. When the practice was over, Mercedes and Kurt walked over to her.
"Where's your other half?" asked Kurt, giggling at his small joke. Santana felt something snap in the back of her mind.
"She's not my 'other half'," she retorts, turning away from the two. "And I don't know." She looked around, really wondering if Brittany had skipped practice. The two spent weeks making sure that every Cheerios practice became a routine for the girl.
"That's strange," muttered Aretha, "She didn't come today."
Santana was only a little worried, only a little.
"I'm going to go now," she states before walking away, not giving the duo another look.
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Quinn was annoyed. She was late for staring and longing to be a Cheerio again and all because of someone she practically hated. Actually, hate really is a strong word. Maybe she didn't really hate Rachel, she just found her annoying. Heck, she's not th eonly one. But she did underhandedly take everything away from her. She had to admit that it hurt that Finn was so into her.
"Mmm..." groaned the small girl. Quinn rose her eyebrow as the girl moved in her sleep.
She looked really peaceful, almost quiet even. She kind of really liked this side of Rachel. And she had to admit, despite the atrocious outfit, the girl was pretty. Actually, she was pretty damn gorgeous with the sun shining on her face like that. Everyone's probabyl like that though.
"Uh..." the girl stirred again. Quinn was more than relieved that she was finally waking up.
"How hard did that door hit you?" asked the pregnant teen, wondering how she could be out of it for so long from a blow that seemed so light.
"Huh?" muttered the girl again. She looked up to see Quinn sitting next to her, and wonderment and shock filled her eyes. "What are you doing here?"
Quinn sighs, and whether Rachel could tell or not, the blonde was blushing a little. "I decided to keep you company since you passed out." Her mission to the befriend the girl was oddly easier than she thought. It was as if Brittany and Santana wanted the two to become friends with how much they've been involved, whether voluntary or not, in this small operation.
"Well, I thought you could use a friend." It actually didn't taste bad when she said the word. Rachel's eyes lit up in an odd way, and her cofused face melted into a soft smile. Although still confused, it comforted her that she cared. It was kind of scary actually how much it comforted her. Maybe it was because it felt real.
"Thank you."
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Santana decided to skip Glee for the day and went straight home. She couldn't possibly stand not being beside Brittany anymore and having people ask her where her other half is. Besides, she needed to think of something for her assignment of the week anyway.
What inspired her?
Then a knock came to her bedroom door. She called out to her Papi and he told her that her "friend" was at the park.
It was actually late now. THe sky was dark and purple and oddly bright with the orange at the same time. She had been staring at nothing for the past 3 hours and the knock sort of snapped her out of it. She couldn't think of an inspiring song when there was such a big hole in her.
She wondered what friend could be at the park. Possibly her little brother's new friend, but why would she be told about it.
"Go get her, her parents are worried."
She stares, wondering who they could possibly be talking about, and why they weren't using specific names.
Then it hit her.
Santana pulls a hoody over her head and rushes out of her house, carrying a small band aid in her hand.