Hi. I'm Erica. I'm new to Glee Fanfiction but not new to writing other shows. But Glee has me hooked. I hope you'll forgive me if I go a bit off character on this, sometimes it takes me a bit to get the hang of a personality. Rachel I don't think will be a problem, but Puck, he might be.

I thought the iPod Challenge would be a good jump off point for me. Please let me know what you think.

IPOD CHALLENGE

I-pod challenge:

1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.

2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.

Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterward!

4. Do ten of these and then post them

Chapter 1: Wake Up Older

Slept in my makeup…..Didn't get my teeth brushed….

The sun streamed in through a tiny window, beaming its overly vibrant rays into Rachel Berry's eyes, waking her from an uncomfortable slumber.

She squeezed open one eye and scrunched her face at the offensive morning light. She threaded her hand through her messy hair and slowly sat up, taking in her surroundings.

Where the hell am I?

She was sitting on an incredibly small, incredibly uncomfortable couch in a cramped living room in an apartment she definitely didn't recognize.

The moment she attempted to stand, she realized her mistake. Her rolling stomach sent her rushing for the nearest bathroom, which she thankfully found just in the nick of time.

She emptied the contents of her stomach into the unknown toilet, her body contracting heavily. Hot tears make tracks down her cheeks as she finishes, hoping her body is done punishing her. She always cries when she vomits.

A moment later, she rights herself. Steadying herself on the vanity in front of her, she gazes bravely into the mirror.

She is one hot mess. Her hair is going every which way. Her dress, her expensive Zac Posen dress, is torn. She's got a massive set of raccoon eyes.

"God I gotta get out of here." She muttered to herself.

As quietly as she could, she gathers her purse, her shoes and her coat. She squints at the clock. 7 am. Noah should be-.

Noah.

The name hits her like a punch to the stomach and knocks the air right out of her.

She remembers. She remembers their awful fight on the phone the night before. And the night before that one. That's all they'd been doing lately… Fighting, hanging up on each other, calling each other back with half hearted apologies….

Last night he'd ended it.

"I'm done Rachel. I'm done. I can't do this anymore. I can't. It's too much. You're too far away, too busy, it's just… It's done. I can't be with you, not as long as you're there and I'm here. I thought I could and God Rachel, I love you so much, so much it hurts, but this, this actually hurts more. And I can't hurt this much anymore, I can't."

He'd hung up after that. He hadn't asked her to come back to Lima, he hadn't asked her to give up her dream, to sacrifice everything.

And he hadn't given her the opportunity to offer.

She swallowed the lump forming in her throat.

I have to go, I can't stand being here a moment longer!

Rachel forced herself to move. She quietly exited the apartment, and after locating exactly where she was, she set off for home, performing her what would be her one and only walk of shame.

Oh the things lovers do when it's over….

So that's chapter 1… How was it for you?