glee love

Chapter 40

Rachel's POV:

"How much longerrrr?" Finn asks for the tenth time.

"You literally asked me that one minute ago." I tell him, laughing.

I close my eyes, and put in my earbuds. I press play on my phone, and fall asleep to the soothing voice of Barbara Streisand.

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"Should we wake her up?"

"If she doesn't wake up, I volunteer to take her solos."

I hear voices, but I can't distinguish who's voice belongs to who. I slowly open my eyes, to see that the entire glee club is surrounding me.

"Hey Rachel, we landed." Mr. Schue says, and everyone starts laughing. I feel my face heat up, realizing that everyone had been watching me sleep.

"Why didn't you wake me up? That was humiliating!" I complain to Finn as we walk off the plane. Seriously, he could have told them to leave me alone or something. It's awkward knowing that everyone watched me sleep.

"I'm sorry. I don't know how many times I need to say that!" He raises his voice, and I decide to stop talking. I would rather not get in a fight with him. Especially right before we perform for regionals.

I walk behind Finn, and step out of the airport.

"Oh. My. God." Mercedes says, and I couldn't agree more. This place is perfect. Warm ocean breeze, clear sky, and not much humidity.

"Can we live here?" I ask Finn, who laughs.

"What about New York?" He teases, and I roll my eyes.

"We can have a house in both places. Besides, I'll be so successful as an actress that we will be able to afford two houses." I smile proudly, and he smiles. But his smile isn't the same. It looks like the kind of smile your put on your face when your grandma knit you a sweater for your birthday.

"You okay?" I ask him, and he shrugs. I want to find out what's wrong, but I decide to leave it be until tonight.

"Okay, we have a busy schedule. Once we get to the hotel, everyone has an hour to get ready. I don't care who you room with, but just know that we only have about eight rooms, because of the budget cut. Then, we are going out for dinner. My treat." Mr. Schue tells us, and we all chear. A few people look over at us, seeing that we're slightly loud.

He gets into the bus, and we all follow behind him. I sit next to Emma, so I talk to her. "Could I ask you for advice tonight?" She looks at me, her ginger colored bangs covering her eyes, and she nods.

"I mean, I'm on vacation. But I guess so." She says, then speaks to everyone. "I just want to make it clear that on this trip you guys should consider me as your mom. If you have any issues, or just want to talk, I'm here."

"We can talk after dinner." She whispers to me, and I smile. I'm not really sure what I want to talk to her about. I guess I just feel like something's up with Finn.

I look outside the bus, and admire the view. Unlike in New York, there's few people walking on the sidewalk. And those few people are wearing cute sundresses that show off their bodies perfectly.

Our hotel finally comes into view, making me gasp. It's bigger than what it looked like on Google Maps. And each room gets a porch.

I walk out of the rusty bus, and hold onto Finn's hand. I squeeze it slightly, and he smiles down at me. Again, not a real smile.