She heads towards where he points, his truck shaded in the corner. He probably has some really technical reason for parking there. The sun fades the paint. Birds tend to poop on it more when it's out in the open. The sun casts shadows on him when he sleeps through 4th period. But she really doesn't care about any of them right now. All she cares about is the fact that it's close and ready to go as soon as they are. Approaching the passenger's side, she waits for him to unlock it before she climbs into the truck, buckling herself in.
By the time he climbs into his seat, she's gone back to thinking. Her hands are folded into her lap, fingers twisted together. Out of all of the things she's done with Noah over the past couple of days, talking about her feelings regarding what's been going on in her life hasn't been one of them. She glances out of the window, crossing her ankles and resisting the urge to pull her knees up to her chin and bury her face there. "Is it dumb that I care so much?" She asks softly. "It's...it's just school. I should be stronger than this." Except she's been Stronger than this for four years and she's so tired. That's all. She's just tired of being disappointed. By Finn, by the teachers that were supposed to protect and encourage her, by the people she thought were her friends...Mercedes had asked why everyone was so afraid to hurt Rachel's feelings. But...everyone hurt Rachel's feelings. She was just good at hiding it behind her talent and determination. Until Friday, of course, when her talent and determination didn't even matter anymore.
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Date: 2011-11-10 04:28 am (UTC)By the time he climbs into his seat, she's gone back to thinking. Her hands are folded into her lap, fingers twisted together. Out of all of the things she's done with Noah over the past couple of days, talking about her feelings regarding what's been going on in her life hasn't been one of them. She glances out of the window, crossing her ankles and resisting the urge to pull her knees up to her chin and bury her face there. "Is it dumb that I care so much?" She asks softly. "It's...it's just school. I should be stronger than this." Except she's been Stronger than this for four years and she's so tired. That's all. She's just tired of being disappointed. By Finn, by the teachers that were supposed to protect and encourage her, by the people she thought were her friends...Mercedes had asked why everyone was so afraid to hurt Rachel's feelings. But...everyone hurt Rachel's feelings. She was just good at hiding it behind her talent and determination. Until Friday, of course, when her talent and determination didn't even matter anymore.