Fanfiction written around Season 3 of the TV show, Glee.
Story revolves in an alternate reality of Quinn Fabray meeting her Mr Right in a form of a bright, young, temperamental billionaire who is in search of his younger brother.
Things get a bit mo...
"So this is your good idea of a cover-up?" Iain leans over to me and whispers suspiciously as he scans the auditorium after briefly making introductions.
Since that fateful night when he found me doing afterhours schoolwork, he quit his job at night school to spend more time with me. I told him that he could cover for our school pianist, Brad, who was suffering from a bad case of gastroenteritis.
I was also able to convince Mr Schuster that Iain was a gifted musician and of his plans to do Juilliard in the future. Mr Schu pretty much ate up anything since nothing was going to deter him from winning Nationals.
I ignore the shivers running down my spine as I feel his breath on my face as he leaned down to whisper that comment. He looks divine in a three button collared grey pullover sweater that's unbuttoned and open, revealing his black undershirt, distressed blue jeans that match his eyes, and a pair of chocolate brown boots that makes him look like a Hollywood superstar that just landed on LAX.
Yes, this macho hunk drives me to school every day for one week and I can pretend that he's following me around today like a lovesick puppy.
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My inner queen bitch is thrilled as I smile triumphantly while we pass the hallway side by side. I can see from my peripheral vision that all the girls are gawking at him, mouths wide open, drooling with lust. Iain doesn't notice a thing and his attention is focused on me while he waits for me to answer him.
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He's mine, bitches, all mine!!! My inner queen bitch is chanting gaily while doing the cabbage patch.
"Do you want to see your brother or not? I got you off from working at night school so the least you can do is thank me." I pick up my pace and hurriedly take my seat while Iain looks on.
He shrugs and settles in, introducing himself to the other band members. They nod and shake his hand. When all introductions were made, he resumes back to his position by the piano.
Mr Schuester looks stressed. He drones on about winning Sectionals and goes on about the winning pieces he wants to use. Tension is building up and I can see it's not just Mr. Schue who's feeling the brunt. Finn has been non-stop confrontational since Blaine moved out of his old school. Rachel is, well, Rachel Berry as usual.
