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You won't recognize my penname because I changed it. This is not my first fanfic but it is my first of many GLEE fanfics.
This is going to be a Puck/Rachel fic.
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I don't own Glee!
Chapter One-
The hallways were empty as I made my way to the chorus room to practice alone, to have some peace before going home to an empty house.
Opening the door, all I saw was that one scene the burned into the back of my mind. All I could think was, again?
I turned around and closed the door. It didn't matter anyway I was better off alone, no one can hurt you then.
I heard the door open again and I looked back at his shocked face.
"Rachel." He breathed out panic written across his face.
"How's helping your mom going?" I asked him sarcastically.
"Rach," He started, but I quickly cut him off.
"I get it, Finn. I'm annoying, clingy, ugly, things that she's not. She's popular and I am the loser of the school. I just, I just thought you were different. Not like everyone else, you know? That maybe just this once someone could actually care for me, because maybe I finally deserved it. I, thought that you were someone I could trust. But I was wrong, just like the other times too." I held back the tears that were threatening to spill over.
He looked at me and sighed, then shecame out and smirked at me. "Hey man hands. Your boyfriend was just helping me with a little something."
"Santana, would you just shut the hell up for one minute? Without you insulting me and telling me how I am such a burden on the world? I get it, you're a bitch. You win, you got my fucking boyfriend, what else do you want? A Christmas card? Because bitch, you won't be anything when you get out of high school. You are all high and mighty now, but no college will accept you and you will just be working the street corners if you don't already do that now. All I wanted was to not be a fucking disgrace to someone, and you took that from me too. But you are just intimidated by my fucking talent. Because you know I am going to go somewhere, be someone, and not be a Lima loser." I stared at her coldly.
"I am done, with all of your shit. I am sick of every ones. Glee is supposed to be a supportive family, where people are NOT judged. I haven't done anything to you or anyone else. So what the hell is your problem?" I ranted.
Both of their faces held shock at what I had just said, it would take their tiny minds at least an hour to process everything I just said.
I turned around and walked, okay stomped out of the school. I made it outside, to realize that I had nobody. No one to talk to, to be there for me or anything.
I was completely and utterly alone.
My dads were never home, and I had no friends, and now not even a boyfriend. Dad was at another three month vacation/'business trip' and Daddy tagged along as always. Its always been like this, since I was little they would always leave for periods of time. And they would never call, and when they came home they were to tired. And by the time they weren't they were gone again.
I had a best friend once; we were best friends until high school. She got accepted into the cheerios and I was put aside. Then I was an outcast, because I was then, a nobody. Now, she makes my life as hard as possible, tells rumors about me and hates me.
I don't even know what I did to Quinn. But suddenly she was to good for me and I was under her. I wasn't worthy of her huge ass ego.
Then Jesse happened, and Shelby, and the Glee members verbally harassing me, now loosing Finn.
I had no car so I started to walk home, it was only a few minutes away anyways.
I made it halfway out of the parking lot before I heard footsteps coming closer to me, I didn't want to know who it was or what they were about to do to me.
"Berry, that was fuck hot."
Noah, fucking, Puckerman.
FML.
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(Edited 4/25/11)
Thank you for the anonymous person who brought my attention to the typos that I had written last year. So even though it was kind of rude, I thank you. In truth this story had not been edited, or read by friends feeding you crap. I was horrible at grammar and loved to use commas as my only punctuation. So I will edit the few chapters I had written, and hopefully someone can shove the typos up their butt.
Suck it, I wrote this last year and didn't care a lot about grammar, or knew a lot about it. So here it is edited. :P