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|Author: Give_Us_A_Kiss Rating: PG-13 Genre: Romance/Humor/Action/Angst Published: 27th June 2012 Last Updated: 13th August 2012 Reviews: (17)||
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Chapter 4: Abracadabra
Author's Notes: Sorry for the delay been having some computer problems so updates may have more time in between. Anyway thanks to all you readers that are sticking with me, your reviews motivated me. that being said enjoy. :)
“…So Ima let you do the leading, And follow you now” -Jessie J
“Now this is a car.” Buffy quipped as Faith held the car door open. “What’s with stud mobile?”
“I think you’ve confused this for my bike.” The dark hair girl replied sliding into the driver’s seat. “And I had to bum my um da- Hiram’s car. My berry’s need me to pick Rachel up from the mall.”
“You’ve got berries huh?” The blonde asked subtlety looking down and the other girl’s pants.
“You think you’re funny don’t you Twinkie?”
“If a Twinkie could be funny I would consider myself the funniest.” She smiled brightly.
Laughing Faith couldn’t help herself. “Is this how you act with your potential boyfriends?” She asked glancing over at her as she made a left turn.
Chewing her lip Buffy wasn’t sure how to answer so she settled for her usual dodging. “So what was life in Boston?”
The question hung out there; only the sound of the wind blowing in the car windows could be heard as they made their way down busy Californian street. Neither one of them said a word for several moments.
“I’m sorry I as-”
“No.” The brunette said shaking her head. “If I want you to give me a chance it’s the least I can do is tell you about my past right?” she glanced over to her passenger. “I don’t really know where to begin.”
For the second night in a row; she was drunk. And had a new guy in the house, the young teen loved her mother, but she didn’t know how much more she could take. She wished her father was around maybe her mom wouldn’t be like this. At a young age the Bostonian was told that her father had died little did she know, he hadn’t died he was currently serving a life sentence in the state pen.
Faith lay upside on her bed as Nirvana blasted through her speakers. Did she have to blast it no. Was she trying to provoke her mother; most definitely she didn’t want to spend another night like this; she wanted, no needed a reason to leave.
“Turn that racket down.” Came a loud bang on her bedroom door.
Flipping over the young teen got off her bed. Kicking a pop can across the room; as she walked over to her bedroom door. Grabbing the handle she threw her door open. Staring eye to eye with her drunken mother she could smell the liquor on her breath mixed with the faint smell of cigarette smoke. “What is it now!?” She glared at her mother.
“Turn it down dear. Ricky’s gotta sleep.”
“Like I really give a damn about your new boy toy.” Faith hissed bitterly through gritted teeth. Before she knew what was coming a hand swept across her face knocking her to the ground.
“You know mommy doesn’t want to hurt her little firecracker.” The woman slurred.
“You’re drunk.” She said picking herself off the ground.
“Don’t tell me what I am.” Her hand flew back once again.
“Whatever.” Turning away from her she grabbed her bag. Every time her mom got like this she learned that she shouldn’t stick around until she was sober. “I’m outta here.” Pushing past her making her way towards the front door; opening it she heard her mother call out.
“You leave here you never come back. Ya hear?” hurling and empty whiskey bottle towards the door.
“I had nowhere to go so I picked the lock on our 67 Chevy and hotwired it.” Turning into the Mall parking lot; she glanced down the aisle for a place to park. “And took off, I knew my mom would be passed out for hours after I left so she wouldn’t even know that I had taken it.”
“That’s awful Faith.” The blonde replied placing her hand on the other girls’
Taking comfort in the feeling of the other girls hand Faith smiled weakly at her as she parked. “I made it out that’s all that matters right.”
“Yeah.” Buffy nodded solemnly. “Why on Earth are we at the mall?” She questioned as they got out of the car.
“Denny’s is over there so I thought we’d walk over.” Shutting the door; she walked over to Buffy’s side of the car. “And If Rach makes it out before us she’s got a key and she can throw her stuff in.”
Smiling brightly Buffy began to walk with the younger girl at her side. “Beauty and brains.”
Smirking Faith couldn’t help herself. “Beauty huh?” She asked teasingly. “You’re thinking about me naked again aren’t you?”
Rolling her eyes she playfully hit her on the arm. “What am I gonna do with you?”
“I’ve gotta a few Idea’s.” wiggling her eyebrows Faith smiled. “So tell me about Buffy. I’ve heard about the legend around town; but I wanna hear it from the horse’s mouth.”
“Wow you’ve heard of me?” That’s pretty cool. The blonde thought. “Wait- Wha-” stopping in her tracks she looked incredulously at the other girl. “Did you just call me a horse?” Agitated placing her hands on her hips; Buffy frowned. “And did you just call me fat.”
Chuckling Faith rolled her eyes and leaned in to give the annoyed girl a gentle kiss. “You’re cute when you’re trying to be mad.” Pulling away from the kiss and looping her arms through the blondes, pulling her closer to the restaurant.
“You know you can’t just kiss me to try the change the subject.” Buffy said as Faith held the door open for her.
“I believe I just did cutie.” Faith grinned as they made their way into the restaurant.
“So about last night.” Quinn started.
“We don’t have to-”
“No I need to tell you I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“You- You didn’t.” Rachel said as they walked down the aisle of the party store.
Giving her a sideways glance Quinn found that hard to believe. “Okay.”
“I would say intrigued more than anything.” Rachel replied looking at the variety of table cloths that lay on the racks before them.
“Well-” She pauses biting on her lip trying to contemplate on how she was going to word what she wanted to say. “Well no one’s ever really said they’ve wanted to kiss me; well except Andrew.”
“You know the one that called you a townie.”
“That creep?” Quinn replied rolling her eyes. “You could do so much better than that.”
“Funny thing is.” She sighed placing some cups into her cart. “I can’t- He’s the only person that’s ever liked me- ever.”
Scoffing the young demon hunter; shook her head as she followed behind Rachel. “This is the land of the bizarre.” Stopping Quinn gently grabbed the other girls arm; stopping her movement; taking her free hand she cupped her face. “I’ve only known you for a day, and I’ve thought of nothing except wanting to kiss you.”
“Oh.” Rachel said eyes widening.
“But I’ll leave that up to you when sweet cheeks.” Winking she slapped her butt; as she walked away no doubt leaving the other girl in shock.
“Right.” Rachel nodded clearing her throat; watching Quinn walk slightly ahead of her. “What was your life like?” she asked. “You know before your parents died.
Chuckling to herself Quinn smiles at her. “It actually wasn’t unlike your life now.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding me Mr. Schue. You’re really gonna listen to Finn I- I mean how many hair brain idea’s is it gonna to take for you to stop listening to him.”
“No. I don’t think we should have another kissing booth to appease the stud’s ego.” She spat out angrily.
“It got us money to regional’s last time why not again?”
“Can it man boobs.”
“Right on Q.” Santana added.
“Enough.” The curly had teacher spit back. “Quinn you need to apologize to Finn. We don’t need any fighting between us”
“Screw that! She said standing and storming out of the room.
“You leave Quinn don’t think about coming back.”
With one finally look at the Glee club she walked out. Sighing she made her way down the hall.
“Quinn wait up.” Brittany yelled after her.
Stopping near a row of lockers; the blonde crossed her arms as she waited for the young couple to catch up. “You guys shouldn’t have followed- you love Glee.”
“We didn’t quit.” Britt added. “We just said we we’re gonna go to the bathroom to make out and stuff.”
Shaking her head at her girlfriend Santana spoke. “Q you can’t just let Mr. Schue kick you out of Glee.”
“Santana’s right Quinn. We have to do something.”
“I don’t know guys. I did kinda call him out in front of Glee Club.”
“If you hadn’t I would had. Finn’s a tool not every idea he has is praise worthy.”
“We should go to Figgins.”
“Screw Figgins I’m gonna go Lima Height on his ass.”
Smirking the young blonde shock her head she loved her best friends dearly. “As much as I appreciated that Santana I can’t have you do that.”
“Hi Tina.” Quinn replied shyly as the young Asian walked by them.
“Umm what the hell was that?”
“What was what?”
“I mean wanky. You guys were totally eye sexing just now.”
“Was not.” Quinn replied shaking her head.
“Santana’s right Quinn you should totally asks her out.” Brittany smiled.
“Whatever.” The young teen said shaking her as she spotted the girl in question making her way down the hall.
“You seem close to those girls”
“Who Britt and Santana?” She nods as she thinks back to the couple. “My best friends.”
“Don’t you miss them?”
Sighing Quinn took a deep breath. “Like you wouldn’t believe, but that’s my past I can’t change what’s happened. They are better off without me.”
“I don’t think that’s true.” Rachel said placing something into her cart. “I don’t think you give yourself enough credit Quinn.”
Closing her eyes Quinn didn’t feel this was the time or place to talk about this so she decided to just change the subject. “So this party? Is it a big deal?”
“The biggest.” She smiled.
“Does your little choir sing at it?”
“Glee- my glee club.”
“Sorry your glee club.” She smirked.
“No we don’t.” Turning down another aisle. “We have a band though.”
“Well I would hope so.” She smirked as she picked up a toy truck that set on a shelf.
“You’re invited you know.”
“Thanks.” Placing the toy truck party favor back down. “Don’t know if I’ll still be in town. Usually don’t over stay my welcome.”
“Oh ok.” Rachel replied sadly as they walked towards the checkout line.
“And with your big sisters help. I may finally have the closure I need.” Running her hand through her hair; she shrugged. “Which means I could finally head back home.”
“Did you find everything you need?” the cashier asked Rachel interrupted their conversation.
“Yes thank you.” She smiled despite her current mood.
Welcome to LA, the local time is a comfortable 80 degrees with not a cloud in site. The time is now; 3 P.M. thank you for flying with Delta and enjoy your stay. The voice was clear as it came though the intercom of the plane. The passengers began gathering their belongings as the flight attendant got the ok to open the door. Making their way off the plane the lone passenger grabbed their bag and left the plane. “At last.” They said with a smile.
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