A/N I am really proud of this. Like 'But He's My Brother' this started out as a one-shot. 95 percent of this story is completed, but unlike BHMB which I had to completely re-write I am really liking where I went with this story. Updates will be once or twice a week since I am finished with it (except for edits). Since this is finished, I now have time to work on my other fics that will be updated soon! I've just had this idea for months and I've been working on this story for about a month now.
Reviews are always appreciated!
Chapter One:
"Oh my god, who are you and what have you done with my Rachel Berry?" Kurt motioned the petite brunette to turn in a circle. "Seriously, Rachel you've transformed so much more grown up!"
"Well my aunt helped me see the light. She told me that being a junior meant, I needed to let my hair down and have fun. New York with my aunt all summer was what I needed to see the light Kurt, magic like."
"I can see." Kurt clapped his hands together in excitement in seeing his best friend so well put together. "You have no idea how amazing you look with those childish bangs gone and your hair, your hair looks fantastic grown out."
"I think so too." Rachel ran her hands through it, she was worried Kurt would think it was all too much. She was tickled pink to see that he liked it as much as her. That her summer of changes were well worth it. Kurt's opinion meant the most to her, she did this to make him proud (as well as herself)
"Although I am a little disappointed that I wasn't there for this transformation, I am so elated."
"Look at you though Kurt, don't think I didn't notice the lost weight." Rachel grabbed her belongings out of her own car so they weren't late for homeroom. Kurt shut her door, face flushed a little from Rachel noticing.
"Well seeing as though my best friend ditched me to go to New York, I didn't have anyone to snack with or to lazy around. I had nothing else to do but to go out and do things, socialize with people."
"What a shame." Rachel teased him looping an arm through his as they entered the school. Kurt looked down at her legs than giving her a slight glare. "Okay, now I know this is a moment of change but I couldn't get rid of them Kurt! I can't believe you didn't notice them until now, anyway."
"Knee highs, really Rachel?"
"They're like my safety net, I love wearing knee highs with my clothes." Rachel stopped in the middle of the hall swinging her and Kurt's hands between them "My dress is super cute though, not those 'nun' dresses that you said were hideous. My aunt helped me donate them, please Kurt just ignore the knee highs and remember everything that I've done over the summer. The knee highs will not hurt the outfit."
"The knee highs will not hurt the outfit." Kurt repeated taking deep long breaths, peaking down he gasped and hid his face in her shoulder. Giggling at his dramatics they were distracted from the large group of boys coming down the hallway yelling.
"Watch out!" One of them yelled, Kurt looked up to see a football swirling in the air coming right towards them. Ducking down just in time, Kurt dodged the ball but he couldn't say the same for his best friend who fell to the ground clutching her nose in pain.
"Oh shit!" Running over to the girl on the ground, Rachel opened her eyes to see football players on every side of her. Not knowing whether to feel blessed or humiliated for the fact that her nose was gushing out blood, she decided to go with the second one and accept Kurt's help getting up. Dusting her off Kurt pushed them through the boys rushing her into the nurses office.
Her nose was throbbing as she laid out in the nurses office waiting for her father to pick her up to take her to the emergency room. Something was broke for sure, the bleeding had finally stopped but there wasn't something right with it. Rachel had even sniffed without thinking earlier making her want to throw up in pain. The need to just cry out of pain and frustration was becoming unbearable. Rachel's first day of her junior year was not what she planned it to be.
Staying far away from a freshman who was coughing up a lung, Rachel held an ice pack to her nose leaning her head back against the hard wall. A soft knock on the door she turned her head softly to see a tall boy walk through with a letterman jacket on. The nurse wasn't paying any attention as she tried to give the boy water for his cough. Rachel looked out the sides of her eyes, eyeing where the football player was going. He was looking around, until finally setting his eyes on her.
Suddenly anxious, Rachel fiddled on the bed wondering what he was going to do or say. The boy rung his hands together as he walked slowly over to her, pointing to her face.
"How are you doing?"
"Excuse me?" Her head titled, she didn't even know him.
"I'm sorry." His face scrunched up as he tried to come up with the right thing to say. Shoving his hands in his pocket, the jock shuffled on his feet. "I was the one who accidentally threw the ball at your face."
"Oh..."
"I tried to warn you but it was too late and I would have took you to the nurses office but Kurt had already picked you up. I've felt like total shit ever since, I truly didn't mean to throw that at you."
"I sure hope not, especially since I have no idea who you are." Glancing past the brown paper towel and ice pack she was currently holding to her face, Rachel was curious to his name surely she's seen him never interested enough before to gather that much info on him.
"Oh, right." He chuckled, the girl didn't even know who he was "I'm Finn Hudson."
"Rachel Berry." Taking down the ice pack, Finn winced seeing her black and blue nose knowing it must hurt. "The ice has numbed it a bit, no worries I should be fine. I think I broke a little something, nothing that can't be healed. I mean this honker has a mind of it's own anyway, so I swear no harsh feelings I swear."
"If there's something I can do, just let me know."
"There isn't, I'm just waiting for my father to show up so I can get it checked out." Picking up the ice pack again, she smiled slightly. "You don't have to stay here, I am fine. Go ahead to class or wherever you may have to head."
"I'm really sorry." He apologized again
"I know, I'll just have to be more careful and you too." Smiling a little brighter she saw her father come in. Nearly throwing himself in front of his daughter, Hiram was a nervous wreck thinking the worst about her question after question on how her nose, her head, anything that would affect there daughter. Hiram pulled out his finger making her follow it to make sure there was no eye damage.
She finally succeeded looking up to say her good byes to the boy who came to check on her, but he was gone. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed to give her thanks for his worries, but held back the feeling focusing on her worried fathers.
