glee love

Chapter 1

I JUST WANT TO MAKE I CLEAR THAT I WROTE THIS A WHILE AGO. THE BEGINNING MIGHT NOT BE THAT GREAT, BUT PLEASE CONTINUE READING. I PROMISE IT'LL GET BETTER.

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SARAH

Quinn:

     I quickly get changed and grab my keys. I only have a short amount of time to pick up my dress, and then to go to the wedding. I rush into my car, and drive to the dry cleaners. Last week I left my dress there to get it fitted and cleaned.

        "Hi Mauriel! Could I please have my dress? I'm in a hurry to get to a wedding." I tell Mauriel, who's basically my second mom. I've known her since I was a young girl, and she's always been so caring. She's about my grandmother's age, with gray hair and wrinkles around her cheeks. She owns the dry cleaners, and also works here by herself. Business is going pretty well, I believe.

"Of course, Dear! Oh, young love. Did I ever tell you about my relationship with Kenny?" Kenny and Mauriel were married about fifty two years. But sadly he died three years ago.

"Mauriel, you told me last week when I dropped off my dress. You were twenty two and he was twenty three. I'm in a hurry, but I'll see you later!" I wave to Mauriel and walk towards my car. I stop in my tracks when I see a piece of paper on my windshield

"Really?! A ticket?! I was literally gone for less than 5 minutes." I yell to no one in particular. I take the ticket from my windshield and throw it into my car. Okay, so I parked in a no parking zone. But it was only for a second.

I squeeze my steering wheel, letting my annoyance get released. I can't be upset for the wedding. It wouldn't be fair. I step on the gas, and head off towards Rachel and Finn's wedding.

"I should probably put my phone on vibrate." I think outloud. I grab my phone and shut the sound off, while keeping my eyes on the road. A few days ago, I heard about a story involving a young boy who was texting while driving. He was hit by a truck and is now paralyzed. 

After 30 minutes of driving, I finally arrive at the wedding. I quickly grab my purse and dress and run to the bathroom. 

"Hurry!" I heard Santana yell to me. 

I quickly rush into the first woman's bathroom, and close the door. I unzip my jacket and take off my shirt and skirt. I slide my tight dress over my head, until it gets stuck.

"Shit!" I whisper. I can't see anything, and I can't find the zipper for the dress.

Suddenly I feel hands around my waist. They feel large and muscular, and I do the first thing I can think of. I kick him in the balls. Well, I aim towards wherever that would be. And I can tell I've succeeded when I hear the guy swear, and fall down. 

I find the zipper of my dress, and quickly pull the dress down. I look to the man, and see that it's Puck. 

Of course.

"Um, what are you doing in the girls bathroom?" I ask still slightly bothered that he was watching me change, but still help him stand up.

"I always use the girls bathroom. The toilets are cleaner, and it smells much nicer. Also, I sometimes get a pretty good view." He winks, and I roll my eyes.

"You're lucky I didn't use my pepper spray. I thought you were a rapist!"

He laughs, and I feel chills down my back. He's the only guy I know that could touch me like that, and still turn me on.