Monday started off like any other day for Rachel. She got up at 6 AM and started her strict exercise routine, took a shower, and got ready for school. On her way to school she couldn't help but feel something bad at the pit of her stomach, like something wasn't right. Boy did she have a reason for it.
As soon as she stepped through the front doors of the school everyone in the hall stopped what they were doing turned and stared. It felt like the silence went on for hours when really it was about a minute. Then out of nowhere a cherry red slushy hit her right in the face. Rachel wasn't surprised or hurt by the attack; after all she was the school loser. What did surprise her was when all of a sudden the student body started surrounding her and calling her awful things like transvestite and rapist. Some of them even tried to touch up her skirt. Rachel had no idea what was going on so she did the best thing she could do, she ran.
She ran all the way to the choir room where she was met with the fearful looking faces of most of her fellow glee clubers. The first one to speak up was Mercedes. "Please diva; tell us that all the rumors aren't true?" Then Kurt "yeah Rachel we all know you and Quinn hate each other but we never thought you'd take it this far.
Rachel stood there dumbfounded not knowing what to make of all this. After a long period of time she finally broke the silence. "What is going on, I have no idea what you guys are talking about." Tina was the next to speak "you mean you haven't heard?"… "No but I would really like to know why I am being attacked so please do tell what it is everyone knows but me." Mercedes spoke once again "are you sure, it's pretty graphic?" "Well if it's about me I have to know."
Suddenly Santana joined the conversation "word in the halls is that you tried to take advantage of Quinn last Friday after school." Rachel felt her throat go dry and she could barely get a word out "WHAT?... I would never do that to Quinn that is disgusting and my moral values would never allow me to do that!" Santana continued as if Rachel hadn't just had a break down. "That's not everything, it's also said that you fondled her and made her touch your junk, which even I find ridiculous what with your short skirts and everything. Where would you even hide one?" Rachel felt close tears as Santana continued her story in explicit detail. How could anyone accuse her of doing such things, what kind of monster would go out of their way to destroy her reputation? As Rachel continued listening she was sure that she was blushing by the end and as she looked up she could see the rest of the glee clubers blushing. She knew that the story was bad when even Santana Lopez and Noah Puckerman self proclaimed Badasses and Sex sharks looked flushed and refused to make eye contact.
Finally once the story wraps up Rachel speaks again in a voice so low that had the rest of the glee clubers straining to hear. They could tell that she was on the verge of tears. "Who would do something like this?" Santana was once again the one to answer when no one else could. "If I were you I'd go talk to Quinn and get this whole mess straightened out. I heard she had first period free and that she usually goes to the auditorium."
With that Rachel ran out of the choir room on her way to the auditorium. When Rachel entered the first thing she saw was Quinn sitting in the front row drawing something in her sketch book. Rachel approached her but before she could get a word out Quinn turned and harshly said "what are you doing here manhands didn't touch me enough last Friday." After that sentence left her mouth Rachel finally figured out who had started the rumor. "Why would you do that Quinn? You and I both know I never touched you and I sure as hell don't have a penis." "Well treasure trail if you must know I did this to make sure you and Finn are never together and simply because I hate you. And even though it sound ridiculous the seed of doubt has been planted in everyone's head and they'll never see you the same way again. You'll never be trusted again. " Just as Rachel was about to retaliate Quinn started to scream for help, Rachel knew if she was caught cornering Quinn alone in a dark auditorium the rumors would only be worsened and confirmed so she left crying all the way to her car.
When Rachel got home she ran upstairs to her room dropped on her bed and just let the tears flow. At first she was so hurt and sad. This had ruined her, her life was over. She was now Rachel Berry the girl with the penis who is also a somewhat lesbian sexual predator. After an hour of non stop crying she became angry. Angry with the stupid kids who had tortured her that morning, angry with her team mates for even remotely believing any part of the rumor, but most of all she was angry at Quinn Fabray for starting all of this in the first place. That night she decided she was going to get back at Quinn the worst way possible. If everyone already believes the rumors than she might as well make them true.
The next day Rachel woke up with a smirk on her face anxious to see her plan unfold. Today she didn't take the time to carefully choose her outfit so that she looked professional and a serious student. Today she just put on some torn jeans and a regular black t shirt. She set herself up for her plan, made a quick trip to the gas station to purchase a cherry slushy, and left for school. By the time Rachel reached the school parking lot the bell for first period had just rang. She went inside and headed straight for the auditorium where she knew she would find Quinn.
Rachel once again found Quinn in the front row sketching in her notebook. Quinn hadn't noticed Rachel and continued on. Quinn being oblivious to Rachel continued drawing until she felt her wrist being grabbed and pulled so she was in a standing position. She was about to scream when suddenly she felt like a thousand needles had hit her in the face and upper body. It was so cold and it traveled right down her shirt and bra but most of it was on her face and neck. She was so stunned that she couldn't protest when she felt the hands begin to drag her onto the stage and behind the curtains. That's when she was able to see the face of the person who did this to her.
"Berry? What the hell do you think you're doing? I'm going to make you regret being bor-" but before she could finish Rachel's lips were on hers kissing her aggressively and backing her up against a dark corner. Now Quinn was a little afraid.