singing about how I feel (open)

[sabrina]

Quinn entered the choir room, it was empty. She looked at the picture of them at sectionals, her and Sam sang the solos for 'Time of my life' She was still very much in love with him.
She felt stupid for thinking Finn still loved her, then she figured out her love for Sam beated faster than ever.
"What if I had never let you go, would you be the man I used to know? if I stayed if you tried if we could only turn back time. But I guess we'll never know.." She sang as she sat down onto a bench, tears welling up her eyes. She had been singing to herself since Finn broke up with her, she was glad because they did not have a spark like her and Sam.

Picking up a guitar she strummed the chords for Lucky, the song her and Sam did for the Duets project. She heard Sam's voice in her dreams, telling her to stay Gold. She remembered the book she read to him, gone with the wind. She looked at the door, she heard a sound. Remembering the musical that they were going to perform called the Rocky Horror show. Sam was going to play Rocky horror, he looked so hot in his gold bikini. Him as the Biebz, the promise ring. She never took off the ring because it signified her love for her Rocky Horror. She had made a video on her laptop to the song she had been singing, she put it on youtube.

She hoped Sam had seen it, the video was based around her and him.

WORDS! 260
STATUS! complete
TAGS! open
NOTES! someone please respond!
INSPIRATION! Kate winslet's What if
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By Jenn@Caution 2.0 to the wind
LYRICS! "Mine" by Taylor Swift

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[rachel barbra berry]

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[atrb=background,http://img40.imageshack.us/img40/2937/rach1g.png][scrolly:h(200),w(400),sy] Hugging a folder full of sheet music to her black owl sweater, she walked down the hall, black flats clapping noisily against the linoleum as her hips swayed to the beat of a song that wasn’t playing. It happened often for Rachel; the showtunes playing over and over in her head. Today it was Annie – something she hasn’t been in since she was a little girl – mostly because she wasn’t the size of the lead anymore. But in any case the music was still happy and brought back fun memories from her childhood with her dads. Rachel stopped in front of her locker and quickly opened it, something that only skill could do, and searched the metal box for her play books, all of which seemed to be missing. Furrowing her brow, Rachel looked once more, quickly – nimbly flipping her fingers through the papers, not seeing one of the many books that she had brought. “ OH!” an epiphany rolled through her as she realized she had left them in the chorus room the day before. “duh.” Spinning, and closing her locker, she made her way down the hall. Walking down the empty hallway, Rachel let her hands run across the closed and locked for the summer, knowing that soon they would be back for the summer competition that had been planned. A letter was already on its way to Mr Shue, and the committee had sent her a separate letter, stating that her wish had been accepted, and that the specific date was at the end of July, not exactly when Rachel had wanted it, but it was soon enough. She had already worked on the music for the day, and all she had to do was make sure that everything was perfect before she showed it to the other members of the New Directions. First, Rachel needed to find her playbooks. They had some of her ideas for next year in them, and she had wanted to implement them before now. Running a hand through her hair she walked to the Chorus Room hoping that they were in there, and she wouldn’t have to drag herself to the auditorium to find them. Letting her hand rest on the metal door knob, she looked through the glass panel, seeing a familiar face, one she hasn’t seen since Nationals. Quinn looked upset as she sang to herself, maybe there was something that Rachel could do. Twisting open the door, she peeked around the door, letting her eyes catch Quinn’s. “Hey, I hope I didn’t disturb you..” Rachel let herself come out from behind the door before closing it behind her, “I heard you singing as I was trying to find my play books. But – what are you doing here…?” Rachel walked over to the piano and sat on the stool. With her fingers playing with the edge of the stool she looked up through her bangs. “Singing normally helps me when I am upset..” She said as if to make it okay that Quinn was singing. “ I could sing with you if you want.” -------- Wc- 515 Tagged- Quinn [/scrolly]