Good Girl Gone Bad
A/N: I'm a newbie! I am a avid fanfiction reader and reading all of these amazingly written stories made me want to try my shot at writing a story or AU I suppose. If you're reading this, this is my first attempt ever at writing anything. I know that it doesn't compare to probably half of the stories on here, but I wanted to give it a shot. I'm excited to begin writing and I hope that I'm good enough to continue writing it!
Rated M for language only (as of right now) just to be safe.
Chapter 1
"Santana," Rachel yelled from her bedroom in Santana's apartment "I don't want to go to fucking school today. There's really no point in me going anyway considering I'm failing most of my classes".
"I don't give a shit. You're going. Now get your sexy ass out of bed and get ready for school".
"Bitch" Rachel muttered under her breathe as she, agonizingly slow, got out of bed and walked over to her closet. Rachel took extreme thought and consideration into what she was going to wear that day. "This will do. If I have to go to that hell they call school, might as well be looking sexy doing it". Rachel happily told herself as she put on her black jeans, red corset top, leather jacket and black boots.
Rachel walked over to her vanity mirror and started to apply some sultry makeup, amp-ing up her look even more. "Perfect" Rachel whispered to herself. Staring at herself in the mirror, not everything was in fact perfect. You see, Rachel wasn't always this way, but things change, life goes on and in doing so, Rachel changed as well. No longer was she that annoying Jewish girl that wears leg warmers and kitten sweaters. No longer is she the girl that vied for every singing opportunity that came her way. No longer was she her "daddy's little princess". Her daddy's whom she hasn't seen or spoken to in over 2 years. That old Rachel Berry went away a long time ago and as far as this new Rachel Berry is concerned, she was never coming back again. Nobody liked her, actually they dispised her. She had no friends and got picked on or slushied on everyday of her life. She would go home at every night and cry herself to sleep, but not anymore. This Rachel could care less about what people thought of her. And boy did people have their opinions about her. She didn't care that she was known as the "towns newest rebel", the "good girl gone bad", the "girl that all the moms warned their boys about". Rachel simply didn't care. Rachel enjoyed her new life. She enjoyed going out into the wee hours of the night and getting blacked out that she can't remember what she did the next morning. Rachel enjoyed making the town squirm whenever her name was mentioned. Rachel enjoyed those frequent one night stands. Rachel liked having no curfew, no parents, no rules, no worries, nothing. Rachel was carefree and rebellious. She no longer dresses as an annoying toddler but an overly sexified sex goddess. Rachel likes being the talk of the school, no matter if it's good or bad. She knows what they say about her. It's kind of hard not to when it's almost spoken 24/7.
"Let's go!" Santana shouted from the living room, impatiently tapping her wedged clad foot against the floor.
Hearing Santana shout at Rachel caused her to jump out of her reverie and back into reality. Satisfied with how she looked, Rachel grabbed her bag and made her way to the living room.
"For someone who couldn't care less about school, she sure as hell dresses hot as fuck".
"I'm not gonna go to school looking like a trash bag".
"Well whatever the reason is mama, you look good and if I weren't so in love with Britts, I'd take you right here on the floor, right now." Santana playfully smirked at Rachel.
"Don't lie, it's not like you haven't done that already". Rachel winked at Santana. "You look hot, I look fuckable, now let's go before I change my mind about going".
"Yo, what up dude" Puck shouted towards Finn making his way towards Finn's truck.
"Do you have to shout man? It's 7:30 in the morning and I have a killer headache." Tiredly Finn pulled his hoodie up over his head.
"Are you fucking hung-over?"
"I wish" Finn mumbled to himself.
"What was that?"
"Nothing. I just said that I had a bad night's sleep. Fucking Kurt and Blaine were at it all night and I couldn't get any sleep.
"You're just jealous that Hummel boy is getting some action and you're not."
Finn rolled his eyes at Puck's comment. Finn started to stare out into the semi empty parking lot of the school, ignoring the stupidity coming out of Puck's mouth. A black car coming into Finn's view, speeding into the parking lot.
"Who the hell does she think she is?" Puck angrily said as he also spotted the black car.
Santana slammed on her brakes into a spot a few places down from where Finn and Puck were currently standing.
Rachel got out of the car, lighting a cigarette as Santana did the same. Finn immediately catching Rachel's eye and vice versa. For every other boy, let alone person in this school, making eye contact with the infamous Rachel Berry was unheard of. Nobody ever wanted to do such a thing. Rachel likes the fact that she seems so intimidating to the male population at school and that no boy will touch her. Well that is until she met one Finn Hudson. The newly single, 6 foot 3, hot as hell football quarterback with a killer 6-pack and that "V" thingy that all the girls can't refuse. Finn likes challenges, he thrives on challenges and one Miss Rachel Berry is exactly that.
Rachel took a drag of her cigarette, keeping her eyes on Finn "It's too fucking early to be here"
"Ditto." Santana agreed. "Ray, look." Santana nodded her head towards Puck and Finn who not so subtlety were looking their way.
Santana and Rachel sauntered their way over to the awaiting boys.
"You corrupting my cousin here sandbags?" Puck nodded towards Rachel.
"Nada Puckerman. Everything Ray does is all on her own, no thanks to my helping". Santana glanced over at Rachel who was offering Finn a cigarette, whom gladly accepted.
Puck visibly noticed, not too pleased. "Bro, what're you doing? We have football."
"I don't give a shit. I'm stressed out. It's been a horrible week and an even worse night's sleep. "Finn exhaled a puff of smoke towards Puck's direction, noticeably looking more relaxed.
"Real nice bro. I'm going to the locker room, you coming?"
"No." Finn said not taking his eyes off of Rachel. He knows of the Rachel Berry. He heard the things that people have said about her. He heard the things that she has done to other people. He's heard it all but that doesn't change the fact that he's become infatuated with her. Sure, he's watched her in the hallways and various places around town but never has he been this close to her. He hadn't even touched her yet and it's a felling that he's never felt before, not even with Quinn.
"Whatever" Puck threw out as he walked towards the schools front doors.
Getting tired of the eye sex that was happening not even 2 feet away from her, Santana went along with Puck. "See you at lunch Senorita. I'm getting tired of seeing the two of you eye fuck each other."
Not even paying attention, Rachel simply replied with a nod of the head.
They're alone. Standing in the middle of the school parking lot, which is slowly becoming filled with more and more students.
"We're alone" Finn finally stating the obvious.
"Not really" Rachel tipped her head back, pointing out the the parking lot full of students.
"Then let's do something about that then".
"Let's."
Rachel started walking towards the side field of the school, giving a simple look back towards Finn, giving him the sign that he should follow her. Both flicking their cigarettes on the ground, they silently but not awkwardly, made their way to the bleachers farthest away from the school; out of sight from everybody. Rachel knew this was going to be interesting. She could feel the sexual tension in the air; you could cut it with a knife. Never will Rachel be the one to admit that she was interested in something, let alone a person. She was Rachel Berry, town harlot. She doesn't get infatuated with boys, especially a football player. Yet there was something about one Finn Hudson that had her fishing for more. She wanted to know him, feel him, touch him. But she wasn't going to let Finn know that. As of right now, this was a game for her and boy does Rachel Berry love to play games.
"So…"
"So…"
A/N 2: If you read through the whole thing, there it is. I hope that it wasn't torture. I honestly have no idea what I'm doing with this plot, I've just had this whole badass Rachel Berry storyline in my head and I wanted a fanfiction of it, so I started writing one. So if you like it and want more, please review and help me out. Anything will do; where you want the story to go, things you want to see, story lines you want to happen, or even a simple, "I liked it" or advice! Please help a newbie out!
Lindsay X