Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did, Puckleberry would be endgame and Mark and Chord would be shirtless every day. All rights go to RIB.
A/N: Hello! I really liked the idea of Sam having a little sister that he is super protective over of. Rachel's last name is Evans, and we will reveal who is in what grade soon! I don't own "Mama Who Bore Me." Or Spring Awakening. REVIEWS= LOVE. & encourage me to keep writing. Hope ya'll enjoy :D
Mama who bore me
Mama who gave me
No way to handle things
Who made me so sad
Mama, the weeping
Mama, the angels
No sleep in Heaven, or Bethlehem
Some pray that one day
Christ will come a'-callin'
They light a candle
And hope that it glows
And some just lie there
Crying for him to come and find them
But when he comes they don't know how to go
Mama who bore me
Mama who gave me
No way to handle things
Who made me so bad
Mama, the weeping
Mama, the angels
No sleep in Heaven, or Bethlehem
WMHS Glee Club just finished watching the cast of Spring Awakening preform the songs from the play for them. They were lucky to see an original Broadway cast preform their songs.
"Man, did you see the main girls body?" Noah Puckerman asked.
"Oh hell yeah!" Mike Chang yelled.
"She had a tight little dancer's body; I just wanna pop that cherry." Puck and Mike High fived. Sam Evans walked up to Puck and punched him square in the face.
"Don't you ever fucking talk about her like that or I will kill you. Got it?" Sam yelled in Pucks face, and then he walked out of the choir room.
"What the hell?" Puck winced at the pain.
"I have no idea." Mike said.
All the boys (Finn, Puck, Mike, Matt, and Artie.) had plans to go over to Sam's house later that day. Puck was still pretty pissed that his best friend punched him in the face for no reason.
They were in Sam's living room when the girl from the play walked into his kitchen in a poor excuse for a gold bikini.
"Rachel. Good god. Get some clothes on!" Sam yelled pointing towards the stairs.
"No, I'm going into the hot tub." Mystery girl replied. Puck noticed that she had her belly button pierced, hot. All the boys were checking her out.
"HEY." Sam noticed that all of the boys ran into the walls in the game of C.O.D. He yelled at paused it so they wouldn't lose.
"Okay, so Puck this is why I punched you in the face. The lead girl in the play, Rachel…Yeah well, she is my little sister." Sam stated. All of the boy's mouths dropped open.
"She lived here before but she went to a dance school, and she got the part in The Sound of Music, and from then on she lived in New York while we lived here. So when she said you wanted to pop my fifteen year old sister's cherry I was a little more than pissed." Sam said while glaring at Puck.
"So yeah, none of you can talk to her, or think about her or anything to do with her in a provocative way; or I will kill you. Oh and she's moving here and going to WMHS. So yeah." Sam smiled at the end of his little speech.
"Hey Bitch." Santana Lopez magically appeared into the Evans kitchen. All the boy's looked over because no one noticed that Rachel was in there and they were shocked that Santana was there.
"Hey babe." Rachel ran over and hugged Santana. Puck was staring at Rachel's boobs. Left over water was running down in between them and Puck would give anything to go over there and stick his face in between them.
"Hey baby!" Finn yelled. "How do you know Rachel?" He asked his girlfriend.
"Well, when we were three we were in the same dance class and at first I tried to take her down because she was better than me, but after a week we were friends and she's been my best friend ever since." Santana smiled.
"Oh my god. You little slut. You got your belly button pierced!" Santana screeched.
"Yeah. I went to this place in the village because they would do it without parent's permission, and then it was infected for like a whole month. It was worth it though." Rachel said.
"Dude, so are you going to join the cheerio's?" Santana asked.
"I don't know…..I want to but I have dance on Monday's, Tuesday's, Wednesday's, and on Saturday's." Rachel stated.
"Seriously? You need a life other than dance."
"No. I love it! You quit and look at you now, you gained like ten pounds! Just kidding! You look fanatic, if I quit I would get fat in a week!"
"No you wouldn't. You will always be less than 120 pounds." Santana said.
"Santana! You can't just say my weight out loud like that!" Rachel screeched.
"I didn't! I said you were under! I never said that you are only like 105 pounds!" Santana rebutted.
"Well now you did…."
"Sorry." Santana laughed. Santana hung out with the boys while Rachel went to ballet.
"Rachel. You are bleeding." Santana stated.
"Are you okay?" Matt asked.
"Do we need to take you to the hospital?" Artie rolled over to her and grabbed her hand to pick her up.
"Oh! It's fine! Thank you Artie, but I was just braking in my new ballet slippers!" Rachel smiled at Artie took off her socks. She revealed the blood on her feet, they looked so disgusting.
"I thought football was bad. How do you go through that?" Puck asked.
"I don't know...It's something I love so at the end of the day it's worth it." Rachel replied.
Everyone went home and at the end of the day a mohawked boy couldn't stop thinking about the little ballerina.