The Four New Warblers Chapter 1: Decisions, a glee fanfic

Title: The Four New Warblers

Author: SmilesforCrayonsxx

Rating: T

Pairing: Rachel / Puck

Genre: Romance / Friendship

Word Count: 6,204

Summary: Set before Sectionals, Rachel has enough. She isn't herself, at school anyway. Quitting the Glee club right before Sectionals, she takes three very talented members with her to the Warblers. Puckleberry, Pucklecherryford friendship. Hummelberry friendship.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the storyline. That's it. And my own OOC characters. Ryan Murphy owes Glee and its characters. CP Coulter owns some of the characters, I'm just borrowing them. CP Coulter also owns the House names. Again, just borrowing.

Note: Katherine, Tabitha, Harvey and Medel do not exist in my Warbler world ^^

**PROLOGE**

A few things are very wrong in my, Rachel Barbra Berry, life.

Finn lost his virginity. To Santana. The girl that taunts me. How fucking could he? I mean, he was eating out of the palm of my hand when I was with Jesse and now I find that that he slept with that slut? Like Mercedes would say, hell to the no. Enough is a fucking enough. I'm done putting up with Finn. And I'm definitely going to break up with him.

As for Glee club, I'm not singing a solo this year. He gave Sam and Quinn the duet. I mean, Quinn? Are you kidding me? Is Mr. Schue trying to make us lose? And Santana? Really? Giving the biggest bully in Glee club a solo? What the hell dude? So I'm quitting Glee for favoritism. And going over to the Warblers.

Yes, the Dalton Academy Warblers. Well, not Dalton Academy anymore. I got Wes, David and Thad, the boys that run the Warblers, to change it. I was welcomed by the Warblers, happily. As were three of my best friends.

**CHAPTER ONE**

Rachel Berry woke up, smiling. She couldn't remember the last time that she could actually say, without lying, that she was actually happy. Well, when she, Mike, Matt and Puck became best friends. And when she and Puck went out. But other than that, it must be a couple of years. Her happiness was caused by the fact that she finally broke up with Finn Hudson, as Puck would say.

She threw on her clothes that she never worn to school, which consisted of a floral empire cami from American Eagle, dark wash demin midi shorts and black t-strap sandals. She put on smoky eye-shadow and black eyeliner, leaving the rest of her face looking natural. Her dads were away for yet another business trip, a six month one in this case, so Rachel ate quickly and ran outside to hop in Puck's old Chevy pick-up.

"Finally took our advice, Berry?" Puck smirked when he got a good look at her clothing choice. Rachel glared at Puck. "Shut up and drive," she said, then started singing "Shut Up and Drive" by Rihanna, causing Mike and Matt, who sat in the backseat, to laugh.

"I'm sending a picture to Kurt, he'd be proud if he was here," Mike said, snapping a picture of Rachel and sending it to the boy at Dalton Academy. Rachel smiled at the comments the boys were throwing out there and felt confident about her clothes that she hadn't shown anyone but Mike, Matt, Kurt and Puck, who liked her clothes the most.

"Though I am going to miss looking up those short-ass skirts," Puck smirked, earning a hit in the chest by a tiny, yet powerful hand. The other boys chuckled in the backseat, earning death glares that scared them half to death. "Shut the fuck up Puckerman!" Rachel yelled when she jumped out of the old, red pick-up, then started running in the parking lot.

Puck hopped out next, while Mike and Matt were struggling with the doors, and chased after his best friend. They ran around the parking lot until Rachel crashed into an abnormally large teenager. "Oh my gosh, I'm sor-, oh it's just you," Rachel said awkwardly. She started to walk away but a hand violently jerked her wrist back.

She was now facing the giant, Finn Hudson. "Look Rachel, let's get back together, I'm sorry for sleep-" he was cut off by a small knee hitting his croutch. "First off, don't touch me. Second, I dump you. And lastly, this is the happiest I've been since a very long time and you are certainly not going to rain on my fucking parade." Rachel said, walking off.

She was greeted by three amused looks. "Nice going, Berry," Puck said, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She looked up at the mohawked boy and smirked. "Got what he deserved," she shrugged, walking off to her locker.

Rachel had a free period, since the language courses didn't have anything advanced enough for her so she went to the auditorium and threw her backpack in the first row. She made sure no one was around and then she started singing.

Skies are crying, I am watching

Catching teardrops in my hands

Only silence, as it's ending, like we never had a chance.

Do you have to make me feel like there's nothing left of me?

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am

Like I'm made of glass

Like I'm made of paper

Go on and try to tear me down

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper

As the smoke clears

I awaken and untangle you from me

Would it make you feel better to watch me while I bleed

All my windows still are broken but I'm standing on my feet

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am

Like I'm made of glass

Like I'm made of paper

Go on and try to tear me down

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper

Go run run run I'm gonna stay right here

Watch you disappear yeah

Go run run run yeah it's a long way down

But I'm closer to the clouds up here

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am

Like I'm made of glass

Like I'm made of paper

Ohh

Go on and try to tear me down

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper

Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper

Like a skyscraper

As Rachel sang, all she could think of was Finn, Karofsky, Santana and Quinn. They keep tearing her down but Rachel Berry was done. Done with feeling like she doesn't belong.

Kurt Hummel was sitting in his and Reed's shared dorm room, finishing his mountain of homework when Defying Gravity started playing, indicating that Rachel was calling him. "My now fashionable dear!" Kurt exclaimed into his iPhone. "Hello to you to handsome," Rachel said jokingly. Kurt smiled, it was good to hear a happy Rachel again, she was wasting her tears on his douche of a step-brother. "What do I owe the pleasure of having to speak to my best friend?" Kurt asked, forgetting about his homework.

There was a brief silence an then Rachel shouted happily, "I quit Glee!" Kurt's mouth hung up. Rachel Berry quit glee? Then Kurt sighed. "Do not tell me that it just temporary again," Kurt puffed. He could almost hear the frown in Rachel's voice, "Nope, this is my final good-bye to New Directions. I finally decided I'd be happier if I just sing on my own with people that actually like me," Rachel said, making her speech short and sweet. Kurt was surprised that he could hear the smile in her voice.

"What did the handsome boys that follow you around say about it?" Kurt asked nervously. Rachel laughed at the name. "I don't know what Noah, Mike and Matt said about it. And they do not follow me around. They aren't Finn when he was with Bitch Number Uno," Rachel said, rolling her eyes. Kurt chuckled a bit. "You've been hanging out with Puck too much. He's rubbing off on you," Kurt commented. Rachel rolled her eyes and let herself blush, knowing that Kurt couldn't see her.

"So back to you quitting Glee club, how did you excatly do it this time?" Kurt asked. Rachel smirked. "I walked in, annouced that I was quitting forever, got some hurtful remarks throw at me but I'm not letting those... people get to me. Mr. Schue tried to yell at me and I just told him to fuck off. Mike, Noah and Matt were speechless and I walked out. Then I got in my car and drove..." Rachel trailed off. Kurt's cheek drew air into them. "Where'd you drive to?" he asked. Rachel laughed nervously. "Uh, come downstairs?" it came out more as a nervous question, though it was suppose to be a statement.

Kurt sighed and open his door, walking down the hallway and to the stairs. Sure enough, Rachel was standing in the middle of the foyer, phone clutched in her hand with the Tweedles poking her. Kurt rolled his eyes and smiled at his best friend, walking down the stairs gracefully to go greet the petite brunette.

"Hello my dear. Oh, I still can't get over your wonderful clothes!" Kurt exclaimed. Rachel giggled. "Why thank you Kurtie. I love your uniform," Rachel commented, playing with his tie. Kurt slapped her hands away and laughed.

"Rachel!" Wes and David shouted together, emerging from their shared room. "They sound like the Tweedles," Rachel commented to Kurt. Then the Tweedles reappeared. "Someone call us?" Ethan asked. "Because we are sure we heard our name," Evan finished. Rachel rolled her eyes and got up to hug the four boys. "What goes on, Winsor House? Rachel asked. They all half-heartily shrugged saying the usual mountains of homework and Nerf ambushes.

Loud pounding came from the front door. Kurt's elegant eyebrows scrunched together and got up to answer the door. When he opened the door he was barreled by an angry and concerned Noah Puckerman. "Where is she?" he demanded instead of asked. "Specify, please?" Kurt pretended to not know. That only made Puck angrier. "Stop shitting with me Hummel! Where the fuck is Rachel?" Puck demanded once more. Kurt pursed his lips. "Why do you assume that I know where she is?" the blue-eyed boy asked, crossing his arms. Puck glared harder. "Because she always comes here when she has to tell you something big. Now where is she?" Puck demanded once more. Kurt rolled his eyes and motioned towards the other room.

Mike and Matt showed up then, both panting. "This way boys to the lovely girl," Kurt said, leading the three boys to the common room. "H-hey guys. What are you doing here?" Rachel asked awkwardly, looking down. Puck crossed his arms. "Oh, you know how much I love to drive an hour to see where my missing best friend is," the mohawked boy answered. "What the fuck Rachel? Why'd you quit Glee?" Puck asked, not letting the brunette answer. She shrugged in reply. "New Directions is a mess. I mean, we have a lot of talent but we don't show it. I mean, I would have preferred my singing at Sectionals but Mercedes or Tina could've sung. You should be singing also. Mr. Schue bases everything off of who he likes, not their talent level; so, I quit," Rachel explained her reasoning.

"She kind of has a point," Matt butted in. Puck silenced the chocolate jock with a glare. "We already lost Kurt, and now you too? We don't stand a chance to these guys anymore," Puck sighed, rubbing his mohawk. Rachel twisted her cheek to the side. Then Mike spoke up, "So you're done singing Rachel?" Rachel's eyebrows scrunched together. "I still am..." Rachel paused her eyes brightening up as she faced the Dalton boys that how now made a crowd. "For a different group."

Eyes widened and the Warblers erupted into murmurs. That's when Wes, one of the leaders of the Warblers, spoke up. "As much as we want you, and trust me, we really do, we can't. Any Dalton students are allowed to be in the Warblers," he explained, hoping that yelling wouldn't be involved. "Then we'll change it," Rachel stated simply. Wes raised his eyebrow. "And how do you suppose we can do that?" he asked incredulously. Rachel smiled slyly, "My daddies would be delighted to fund a very talented group of musicians. They are huge supporters of the arts and are willing to pay anything to hear their little girl sing," she replied.

Wes's other eyebrow came up. "The cost to fund a glee club is expensive," he informed her. She shrugged, "They have money." Wes nodded. "You should probably call them to comfirm first before we all get excited," David stated. Rachel nodded, walking out the door, her iPhone in her hand.

"Can she even sing?" a young Warbler spoke up. Kurt, Puck, Mike and Matt all shared a look and bursted out laughing, startling the boys around them. "She could sing like you couldn't believe," Puck stated, proud of his girl. Wait no, his best friend. "She can't be that good," the same Warbler argued back. Puck glared at him. "Just wait until you get your mind blown," he bit back, making the younger boy shut up.

Rachel came back with a frown on her face. Then her face brightened up. "They said yes!" she said, jumping up and down. Kurt started jumping up and down with Rachel, chanting, "Now we can sing Wicked again!" The Warblers groaned, hitting their foreheads with their palms. Blaine, who was taking a quick nap, came down to see what the ruckus was all about. "What did I miss?" he asked Kurt, who at this point had stopped jumping up and down. Kurt grinned at his very undapperlike apperence. Blaine's curls were a mess, his uniform was crooked, his jacket was gone and his sleeves were rolled up. Blaine let out a big yawn, cupping his hand over his mouth. Kurt chuckled and then explained to him what happened with fixing his uniform but left his hair because it looked adorable.

"So Rachel's joining the Warblers?" Blaine asked, summing up Kurt's explanation. Kurt nodded, a huge smile on his face. Blaine leaned in closer, so their noses were almost touching. "I'll tell you one thing," Blaine said, his voice dropping down to a whisper. "We're going to crush New Directions at Sectionals." Kurt chuckled, though he knew that his friends wouldn't be happy if they lost but he had his four, true best friends here so none of it really mattered.

"You get to witness, hands on, the sexual tension that the Warblers and Windsor house has to deal with every day," the couple heard Wes tell Rachel, Mike, Matt and Puck. "Dapper Duck and Scarf Boy over there are always eye-fucking each other," they heard Nick scoff. The four teens from McKinely chuckled, shaking their heads at the Warbler's comments. Kurt bitch-glared at Wes and Nick. Blaine chuckled at the winces.

"So I'm guessing there's going to be an emergency Warbler meeting?" Jeff asked. Wes, David and Thad nodded, making phone calls to Stuart and Hanover houses for the Warblers. Blaine went back upstairs to got get his blazer while as the rest of the Windsor Warblers started towards the Warbler room.

Rachel looked over at Puck, Mike and Matt with puppy eyes. "Will you please join?" Rachel pleaded. Mike chuckled a little bit but Matt and Puck looked seriously. "I don't know Rach..." Matt said. Puck spoke up next, "There's no way in hell that I am wearing that," he said. "Plus, I don't want to betray New Directions." Rachel glared at him and turned to Mike. "You'd join right Mike?" Rachel asked with huge puppy eyes. Mike could resist. "I-I guess..." Mike struttered.

Rachel's face brightened up and she took Mike's hand. "Well, we'll see you two tomorrow," Rachel said, skipping away with Mike. Matt looked at Puck. "You're going to give in," he commented. Puck glared at him and walked towards Rachel. "Fine Berry, we'll go. Just don't expect me to wear that uniform. I still have to be Puckarous," he said, making Rachel roll her eyes.

The four McKinely students walked into the Warbler room, which was already full of boys dressed in Dalton Academy uniforms. Rachel found a seat next to Kurt and Blaine. The Warbler room was filled with murmur and questions. Then Wes banged his gavel. "Attention Warblers," no one listened to him. Wes banged his gavel two more times before shouting, "Be quiet!" Rachel smirked.

"Well, there is some big news. The Dalton Academy Warblers are now not Dalton Academy anymore. We also welcome four new people to try out for the Warblers," Wes announced. The Warbler room blew up in questions. Wes shouted again and the room fell silent. Wes yelled again and the room felt silent. "Rachel?" it was David who spoke this time. "Where are you?" he asked, not being able to see the tiny brunette in the sea of boys. "Here!" she called out, standing up. All of the Warblers who weren't in Windsor House did a doubletake. Why is a girl trying out for the Warblers? "The floor is yours," Wes said. The room was quiet and Rachel took a deep breath.

[Rachel, Everyone]

You say that I'm messing with your head

All 'cause I was making out with your friend

Love hurts whether it's right or wrong

I can't stop 'cause I'm having too much fun

You're on your knees

Begging, "Please

Stay with me"

But honestly

I just need to be

A little crazy

All my life I've been good,

But now...

I'm thinking, "what the hell?"

All I want is to mess around

And I don't really care about...

If you love me

If you hate me

You can't save me

Baby, baby

All my life I've been good

But now...

What the hell?

What?

What?

What?

What the hell?

So what if I go out on a million dates?

You never call or listen to me anyway

I'd rather rage than sit around and wait all day

Don't get me wrong, I just need some time to play

You're on your knees

Begging, "Please

Stay with me"

But honestly

I just need to be

A little crazy

All my life I've been good,

But now...

I'm thinking, "What the hell?"

All I want is to mess around

And I don't really care about...

If you love me

If you hate me

You can't save me

Baby, baby

All my life I've been good

But now...

What the hell?

La, la, la, la, la, la

Whoa, whoa

La, la, la, la, la, la

Whoa, whoa

You say that I'm messing with your head

Boy, I like messing in your bed

Yeah, I am messing with your head when

I'm messing with you in bed

All my life I've been good,

But now...

I'm thinking, "What the hell?"

All I want is to mess around

And I don't really care about

All my life I've been good,

But now...

I'm thinking, "What the hell?"

All I want is to mess around

And I don't really care about...

(If you love me)

If you love me

If you hate me

You can't save me

Baby, baby

(If you love me)

All my life I've been good

But now...

What the hell?

La, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la

Rachel was laughing and smiling at the end of the song. "All in favor of Rachel joining the Warblers?" Thad asked. Many 'I's chorused. Wes banged his gavel. "Next up is..." Wes paused not knowing. "Me," Puck stood up. "Uh, okay, next up is Puck," Wes announced. Puck was wishing he had his guitar right now but he'd survive. "Uh, Rach, can you help me out with this one?" Puck asked then whispered her the song. She smiled and nodded, getting up with Puck.

[Puck, Rachel, All]

Oh - thinkin' about all our younger years

There was only you and me

We were young and wild and free

Now nothin' can take you away from me

We bin down that road before

But that's over now

You keep me comin' back for more

Baby you're all that I want

When you're lyin' here in my arms

I'm findin' it hard to believe

We're in heaven

And love is all that I need

And I found it there in your heart

It isn't too hard to see

We're in heaven

Oh - once in your life you find someone

Who will turn your world around

Bring you up when you're feelin' down

Ya - nothin' could change what you mean to me

Oh there's lots that I could say

But just hold me now

Cause our love will light the way

N' baby you're all that I want

When you're lyin' here in my arms

I'm findin' it hard to believe

We're in heaven

And love is all that I need

And I found it there in your heart

It isn't too hard to see

We're in heaven

I've been waitin' for so long

For something to arrive

For love to come along

Now our dreams are comin' true

Through the good times and the bad

Ya - I'll be standin' there by you

The Warbler cheered, some having tears in their eyes or falling down their cheeks. "Wow. All in favor of Puck joined the Warblers?" Wes asked. Everyone said 'I', the Tweedles chanting it. Puck smiled and sat down. Matt stood up, blowing out the air in his cheeks. "Uh, I'm next," he said. The three boys sitting at the table nodded. "I need someone who could rape Lupe Fiasco's part," Matt added quietly. Brock got up and Matt told him the song. Brock nodded and Matt started.

[Matt, Brock, All]

If you asked me what's on my mind you probably won't believe it

Cause if life was one big pool I'd be in the deep end

So I play my role and never ever speak it

Like a secret

And all the while you just just to figure me out

But you can't see past my shades

Past my shades