There's So Much More to Find
Starts in the beginning of Hell-O, after that its AU. After Finn breaks up with Rachel, a student by the name of Jesse St. James transfers to McKinley from a successful California high school show choir. While being accepted by the rest of New Directions, he finds himself receiving the cold shoulder from the stunning young ingenue.
Disclaimer: If I owned Glee, I wouldn't have to write St. Berry. It would be law. Jussayin.
Chapter 1
Rachel thundered away from Finn, her eyes spilling over with the tears caused yet again by the boy she so desperately wants but keeps being disappointed by. She swore to herself that she would not feel the heartache of rejection from Finn Hudson again, but the crooked smile and intuitive kindness he possessed had once again captured her before abandoning him. So here she was, in the same spot for the God-knows-how-many-times-this-year position of broken by Finn.
As she wandered through the halls on her way to her next class, she dodged past a slushiee wielding football player and felt bad for a moment after she heard the slosh and shriek emitting from an obviously scarred and slushied Kurt Hummel, and darted into the restroom. Rachel breathed a sigh of relief as she realized she was blissfully alone in there, no Cheerios to kick her while she was down.
Setting her books on the sink, she stared at herself in the mirror, her eyeliner now trailing down her face in the tear tracks still falling. Her eyes, normally big brown orbs of life were bloodshot and dull, a reflection of the turmoil raging in her.
I'm not going to let him see me like this she thought to herself Pull yourself together Berry. Yes it was Finn Hudson who did this, yes I probibly went overboard with the calanders, but I will not allow him to see me in any state of vulnerability again.
Wiping her eyes, she took a deep breath and stared hard at herself in the mirror. She was tired of this, this constant Finn-ache in her soul that never let up. Gathering up her books, she glanced one more time at the mirror. She hated to feel this way. All she wanted was to go back to the confident Rachel Berry, who had dreams so bright that they could power that cow town she was stuck in for years. This sad and distraught Rachel however was not wanted or liked.
The thought of life before Finn, a simple, uncomplicated ambition-drien existance was now lost under the heartache of rejection. The tears began to flow again, and Rachel Berry, the stunning young ingenue decided that these were the last tears she would shed over a boy. From this point on, she was defaulting back to her old mindset. Nobody (and certainly no boy) was going to rain on Rachel Berry's Parade.
Jesse St. James was bitter.
He did not want to move to Ohio. He did not want to leave the sun and shine of California. He did not want to leave the 25 minute drive to the beach, the year round flip flop weather, the knowledge that simply walking down Hollywood Boulevard, he could be "found" for the start of his dreams.
So finding out that his parents were uprooting him to the middle of nowhere, America, was semi-traumatic. Not to mention Earth-shatteringly-devestating to his career. Honestly. What agent lives in Cowtown Ohio?
As he pulled into McKinley High School's parking lot, he sighed. Who was he going to be here? It took years to build up a good reputation, and he was already somebody at his old school. No, correction: He was the somebody at his old school. He had the looks, he had the money, and most importantly, he had the voice.
Jesse St. James was an above average in every single way person. People knew him. More importantly, they feared him. Nobody ever messed with Jesse St. James, and it was an unwritten rule that he had no rules.
But here? Now he had to begin all over again.
He parked, and considered the outside of the school. Looked normal he supposed. Kind of boring, if he was honest. Not one palm tree or actual pair of designer sunglasses anywhere. In California, culture oozed like asbestos. You literally could not get away from it. In Ohio however, it seemed the music of choice was Eighties hair metal, and the political leaning was so far conservative that it was falling over. But still, Jesse wasn't discouraged. He could easily take over this school. He could get his status back. Just because he was in the middle of nowhere didn't mean that he wasn't still him. You can take the boy out of Los Angeles, but you can't take the Los Angeles attitude out of the boy.
This isn't all bad he mused. New school, new challenge
Same Jesse St. James.
A/N: Thanks for reading! This idea has been floating around in my head for awhile, and I am a big fan of seeing which ways the characters we love can turn out if taken down roads that are seperate from the canon. I know this chapter was short, but trust me, the next few will assuredly NOT be. I'm trying to improve my writing, so if you have any feedback please let me know with a review. If I'm messing something up, I can't fix it unless it is pointed out to me, and if something isn't working I don't want to keep to something that people hate reading, so please let me know what you think! Thanks