4Keeping you close to me
Chapter 1:
I, Rachel Berry. I always liked being in the spotlight. For a future star like me, it naturally becomes a second nature.
But lately I just wanted to just stay behind the spotlight and let me cover up the shadows. This unusual attitude to me had a very strong reason.
Quinn Fabray
It ... I know it's weird. Normally I never allow myself to avoid it. Instead, there was found that the health issue it. Even if the answer was a look of scorn. But some things have changed the destiny of our relationship. And I was just scared.
But before I explain the events modifiers.
For now I have to keep my perfect "Timing Ninja" against certain cheerleader.
Do not think it's easy. Many feel that because I was labeled a loser (wrongly) I could easily go unnoticed ... Well .. It was not as much as I would like at this time.
When you become hunted Quinn Fabray, things tend to become even more difficult for you. Everyone knows that I have always been the favorite target of Quinn, when it came to stupid bullying and verbal abuse. But now things were different. She was chasing me, but for other reasons.
And one thing about the head cheerleader who should know is that if she did not have what you want ... You will learn why it is considered the queen in Hibic McKinley. And believe me, she did not win the title for nothing. During this week, Quinn reached a new level of cruelty that made Sue Silvester moved.
After praying over a thousand times to Barbra Streisend. Luck decided me smile. And adding my ninja skills (will be very useful in the future against the paparazi) masterfully managed to avoid the cheerleader. Both inside and outside the classroom.
In the corridors of an art school was in development. Even when the way was opened for Quinn, as the Red Sea for Moses. The blonde could not catch me. And when it was not fast enough for her. Quinn opened the kicking and screaming.
The whole situation is almost ridiculous.
My closet, for example, is better "ambushed" the home of Osama. But Rachel Berry is a girl who plans every step. With one or two time settings. I could move into their classrooms without having to stop in my closet to pick up my books.
And as Quinn or his subordinate could not stand guard throughout the class time, it was easy to cheat them.
The trickiest part for me takes place within the classroom. I shared at least three classes with the blonde in the week. At least the teacher's presence inhibited Quinn wanting to march to my desk and grab me by the neck.
I do not know how she fared well on a test calculation we had on Tuesday if she was too busy, apparently wanting to make two holes in me, just with the force of his gaze.
It was clear to the other students that the story was me. Possibly they were trying to guess what kind of shame I did it. In other classes I could count on the distance of our tables to keep my physical as much as I could. And especially for quick escapes.
Unfortunately in the literature class, we both sat nearby. I was located in the middle of the room and her right behind me.
Damn!
"Rachel Berry ..." Quinn whispered in the most venomous possible.
I felt the hairs on his neck, standing. The way the blonde said, I knew that Quinn was with the body leaning over me. I could not help feeling as if about to be engulfed by darkness.
"Do not you think it will run forever. The only thing that you are getting is to let my patience to the limit ... And when I catch you ... It will not be pretty. So you come to me or of my own free will, or else ... "
The threat was in the air, hovering like a dark cloud.
Some students looked on wondering what was going on. But Quinn faced them with cold fury. It was enough to make them collect their insignificance.
The blonde turned to face the angry coast of Rachel.
It took an enormous amount of restraint on my part, not to rush to the mountains.
Heaven what will I do?
The class was almost over. I can almost feel her claws around my neck.
I had to act fast.
Surreptitiously picked up my phone and typed a SMS help. Missing 5 minutes to the end of the lesson, the classroom door opened a burst. The teacher almost had apoplexy.
"Mr. Humel "everyone in the room looked on aghast to Kurt.
"Excuse me. Professor Hamilton, but I incubated Rachel Berry come get to the room of Mrs. Pillsbury "He seemed almost desperate. What actor.
Now all the students and the teacher looked at me. I tried to fake a face of anxiety. I turned my eyes to Mr. Hamilton in the style of homeless children do not know what to do ...
The professor cleared his throat. ", you can pack your things is not required."
Almost let out a sigh of relief, almost ...
While arranging my things, I distinctly heard a pencil is broken in two behind me. I swallowed.
The whole room was staring at me. Especially a certain blonde. I could not lose time. Only a few minutes giving me an advantage to escape the vengeful harpy, called Quinn Fabray. I was afraid to look at her, she will turn me into stone. With that look ...
I left hurriedly. In the hallway practically ran to the next class. Not noticed that Kurt was at my heels. I had forgotten that we shared a class together. But now because he was running with me, I do not know. Maybe I wanted to spill the beans.
Okay.
Look, I love Kurt. Thanks to his help, but I do not need a Perez Hilton on my foot now. Enough of the weird Jewfro.
The boy manicured hand was about to open his mouth to question the actions of the diva when someone said something behind them.
"Why are we running?"
Rachel and Kurt almost jumped out of the skin.
Oh my good!
"What the hell Brittany! You almost killed us with fear "the boy complained.
A smiling blonde was still hopping in the hall, as if preparing for a Cooper.
"Why were you running" Brittany has to repeat.
Kurt frowned.
"Yeah, because you were running. We know that the room for Ms. Pillsbury was not. What's going on Rachel? "
The girl was saved from answering when the bell rang so loud, startling the three.
Kurt and Brittany watched Rachel's face turns white with fright. And within seconds, they knew why.
"Barbra Rachel Berry" A voice growled almost the name of the diva.
Run for the hills!
Kurt and Brittany turned to see a Quinn Fabray practically foaming at the mouth, coming toward them.
"Why is Quinn ta like a grizzly bear? Brittany asked innocently.
"Rachel does this hap ..." Kurt blinked stunned. The diva just vanished.
When Quinn came to them, Kurt took the blonde by the lapels of his jacket and practically hissed.
"Where is she?"
"I've said it ..." Quinn gave him a jolt.
"Fuck you, you may have tricked the teacher, but not me. I repeat, where is she? "
"And now, here she was little, but it disappeared" Kurt had to agree with Finn. Quinn Fabray was frightening.
"Q. .. "Brittany touched the shoulder of her friend.
Quinn dropped and Kurt took a deep breath. The boy breathed relief.
Kurt's brain was working fiercely to understand this story.
"Q. What is happening? "Brittany was worried about her friend. If what she was watching these days on Quinn and Rachel was right. Her friend had to take control of herself.
"It's a private matter B" Quinn kept his temper under control only by Brittany.
"See you around" The blonde was gone. His shoulders were tense, as if she were carrying the world on my shoulders.
Inside the head of Quinn had only one resolution. Find Rachel Berry! She was convinced that exactly where the singer would have wanted. And that would be today.
Resuming its imperial posture, Quinn went to his next class. As usual the way opened for her as the Red Sea for Moses.
At the end of the day Rachel was a nervous wreck. Spending all day avoiding Quinn Fabray was exhausting. The Diva jumped at the slightest sign of a red uniform and white view.
But there was little to touch the sign and end the day. Too bad your parents would not be home for the weekend. Both were scheduled business trip.
As the diva had the last free period, she used to go to your closet, take what they needed and then freedom.
The brunette was so amused that just lowering the guard.
Big mistake.
Rachel had her backpack lined with what was needed and organizing your closet in a methodical as ever. She was so busy, I did not realize the ambush brewing until it was too late.
She was turned sharply against the lockers and her mouth was covered, avoiding the cry that much. Her little body was completely overwhelmed. Rachel looked on in horror to her attacker.
Quinn Fabray