Disclaimer: I do not own Glee this all belong to wondrous Ryan Murphy and Fox Network.
Author's Note: I know I should finish the changes but can't help to create a new! Big shout out to my proofreader/beta reader JOHN KNIGHTHAWK you make my writing easier.
Prologue
"We have another year" Will Schuester told his students.
It was a collective response for everyone, every member of the team was hugging each other and they couldn't contain the happiness that they felt at the good news that Mr. Schuester told them. At the end of the moment they fell silent and seemed to wait for someone to burst out into speech, but for the good of like a minute or so it was still quiet.
"Where is RuPaul?" Santana snorted, not that she missed the feisty diva or anything, it was just something that they couldn't miss.
Before anyone could answer they heard Rachel voice, it seemed that the brunette was talking on the phone while heading towards the music room. Everyone was waiting for Rachel to come into full view and it was a collective gasp when they saw the diva in what seemed like normal clothing, without the argyle and plaid.
Rachel simply wore tight fit jeans and a vintage shirt, with her hair pull back and her bangs cascading to half of her face. While walking towards her usual seat, her hand still on the phone she gave a timid smile to Mr. Schuester and signaled that she was sorry, but Mr. Schuester just gave her a reassuring smile. When she settled in her chair Rachel started speaking again.
Everyone was eyeing Rachel, she looked different, and when she resumed talking on the phone everyone just fell silent. Though it's only a one way they could see that Rachel was different when she talked to her dads.
"Nope dad, it's totally fine…no, we don't have to do that, I mean it's no use if you ask me. I know, I will be meeting them, father this isn't the first that you guys travel without me, you guys deserve some alone time and I'm sure Bali will both do you some good. Dad, I already told you I don't want to come along, I'll be meeting Livy, we've already planned everything, I know, I'll be at their place all throughout the summer. Yes dad I'm quite certain. Of course, I will, you too, finally! I love you too dad and give my love to daddy. I'll see you guys in four weeks, yes dad, oww.. I know you are. Thank you."
Rachel ended the conversation with her fathers.
"Sorry" she simply said.
"It's okay Rachel, as we all know now, we have another year" the director said energetically.
Everyone was waiting for the brunette to say something but she just nodded and smiled.
"That's it?" she heard Mercedes ask her.
She looked up at the girl and looked confused "huh?"
"I mean you're not going to say anything? Bugging everyone to have at least start rehearsals for the next competition and how we were defeated by Vocal Adrenaline and almost lost Glee for that matter?"
"I didn't know you could use that many words Mercedes" she said matter of factly.
"Don't talk to her like that RuPaul" Quinn snapped in defense of her new best friend.
Quinn snarled at Rachel and looked the brunette in the eyes.
"Oh I forgot you guys are best friends now" Rachel said, looking at Quinn intently.
Quinn couldn't read the brunette's expression, it was blank. Sometimes she was amazed on how easy it was for Rachel to change expressions, from happy, confused, frustrated, sad and now unreadable. She composed herself and retorted back again.
"Yes we are, that's why don't even think of messing with her, do we understood each other?" Quinn waited for the response.
"Quinn, I don't like messing with people lives, I don't like hurting people just to feel good about myself" Rachel tried to show some patience to calm Quinn down.
"Are you insinuating that I don't feel good about myself? Because clearly Man-hands, no one even likes you here, without your talent you would not have a place here" Quinn retorted back at the diva, which solicited a giggle from the other members of the club.
"Enough!" Before it even escalated Mr. Schuester tired to prevent it. Will looked at Rachel apologetically, and tried to smile. But the brunette's expression was unreadable.
"Can I say something?" she heard some groans from her teammates.
"Sure" Schuester said, considering that's was only thing that he could give the star of his show choir.
"Is there anymore announcements you wanted to make, Mr. Schue?"
"N-no more" Schuester said.
Rachel stood up and looked at everyone; she studied their faces as if that was the last time she would be able to see them.
She first looked at Santana and Brittany. Santana was sneering at her as always, she never saw the Latina looking nice at her. Brittany on the hand looked lost, and Rachel smiled at her and Brittany immediately returned that smile back. But when Santana noticed it the tall blonde immediately wiped off the smile on her face.
"Nothing is ever going to really change around here" Rachel thought to herself.
Then she looked at Mike and Matt, who clearly don't speak much, they just go with the flow, she doesn't hate them but she never had a reason to hate them anyway. Her gaze fall on Artie and Tina, though she liked the odd couple but most of the time the two always sided with Kurt and Mercedes. At first she questioned her capability to have friends, since it seemed no one bothered to like her, the only reason they need to talk to her is when they needed to discuss something about the performances, nothing more. But she couldn't help it sometimes, she felt alone, these people were supposed to be her friends, not just a teammate only but they never really gave her chance to be one. They treated her like crap, she knew that she had a very annoying attitude, but hell it didn't matter anymore; she just couldn't change because she wanted to have friends. These people didn't really know who she really was anyway, so why bother. Like right now, the two other jocks could not even look her directly in the eyes. She just took a deep breath to release her tension.
She looked at Puck who annoyingly looked back at her, he just grinned, held his crotch and mouthed "suck it, bitch". She just rolled her eyes and looked at Finn, who couldn't really look at her either.
At last her gazed fell on Quinn, Mercedes and Kurt who all were wearing a quite similar smirk on their faces, which alone pissed her off.
"What now, Treasure Trail? Cat got your tongue? You're kind of wasting our time you know that? Unlike you we have a social life! Whatever you want to say, get done with it" Santana retorted at her.
Rachel carefully placed her hands behind her back so no one could see them; she was quite sure that her nails were digging into her palms and her knuckles were turning white already. She needed to control her anger; she didn't want to say something that she would regret for the rest of her life.
Schuester was just eyeing his Glee Captain but he noticed that Rachel hid her hands behind her back, and saw how the brunette was controlling her emotions, he knew that his students had gone far but they've been doing that for a year now; it's not new to him. Though seeing Rachel's reaction confused him. If every time the brunette was trying hard to control her emotions she was doing a very good job for that matter,
"Well, everyone, I just want to wish you all have a blissful summer vacation and thank you" with that Rachel gathered her bags and slung them on her shoulder. But before she could even walk towards the door, she heard her name being called again.
"RuPaul, why are you thanking us for?" Quinn snapped at her and realized that it was a mistake to look Rachel directly. The Brunette's eyes were so dark; there was still no facial expression but her eyes burned with rage. Quinn shivered under the gaze and tried to look somewhere else when Rachel answered her question.
"I merely was thanking all of you for saying you don't like me; at least I don't have my hopes up."
"At last you realized what we've been doing for a long time" it was Puck.
Everyone was laughing along with Puck.
Rachel took a deep breath again and paid one more look at her teammates then left without another word.