Hey guys! New story. I know, I know. Suspense again? Can't I take a break from all what is wrong with the world and focus on something happier? I can, that's why I partnered up with princessgleeky for this story! I'm still writing Pathway To Happiness and will do my best to update it regularly! So fluff and suspense with another author.

Can you say awesome or what?

So, this is the first chapter of this new emotional roller coaster!

Rachel Berry carefully stepped out of her car on a chilly Monday morning, wrapping her jacket tightly around her. As Rachel said before, she had a sixth sense and she could tell when something was wrong. She saw something out of the corner of her eye and immediately turned, only to find a squirrel bounding up a tree, storing a nut for winter. Rachel let out a breath of relief and continued to walk to school, her backpack slung tightly over her shoulder. She had a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach that something bad was going to happen. Rachel sighed as she reached the school entrance and walked to her locker, wary of all the people around her as if they were going to attack her. She felt relieved when she reached her locker and found her boyfriend, Finn Hudson, waiting for her by her locker.

"Hey Rach!" Finn smiled before leaning down to press a chaste kiss to her lips as Rachel smiled.

"Morning." Rachel whispered, as if she was afraid someone would hear her. She took out her pencil and things for her AP class.

"Are you okay Rach? You're being awfully quiet and you're wearing jeans." Finn asked, frowning as he saw that Rachel's sexy, toned, mile-long legs were hidden under fabric.

"Well, it was kind of cold today and change isn't bad Finn." Rachel said as she walked away towards her classroom. Finn was confused. No speech on how the cold would affect the condition of her very fragile voice, that if she got to cold she would risk sickness which would mean an end to her career as a famous Broadway actress? Finn shook his head as he followed her. Rachel was rubbing off on him too well.

"Rachel, are you okay?" Finn asked once he caught up with her, reaching for her hand and immediately pulling her back.

"D-Did I do something wrong? Whatever it was I'm really sorry..." Rachel pressed a finger to his lips.

"It's fine Finn, you didn't do anything wrong. I'm just really out of it today. Must be getting my period soon." Finn winced.

"Too much detail babe." Rachel just giggled before tiptoeing and kissing Finn gently.

"I'll see you in Spanish okay?" Finn nodded as he watched Rachel walk away, her hips swaying sensually to the beat. Finn watched with one eyebrow raised as the jeans she wore clung to every curve of her ass, Puck wolf whistling as she walked by. Maybe jeans weren't a bad thing...

Rachel sighed as she looked down on her pop quiz again. The review on pre-calculus was going as well as she hoped. Her head was out of it, her thoughts a million miles away drifting in nothing.

Find the function inverse if f(g(x)) = g(f(x))

Rachel just scribbled down what she knew at the moment and finished her pop quiz, leaning back into her chair and closed her eyes. Why was she so paranoid? Nothing was going to happen to her. She was just having another one of those days before her monthly thing kicked in. That was it. Rachel sighed as she handed her quiz forward to Quinn, who was sitting in front of her. Quinn took one look at the paper then looked back at Rachel, who looked really distracted. The first thing Quinn noticed about her paper was the absence of a gold star. There was no gold star next to her name and her equations were written so... sloppily. Rachel was the queen of neatness and often asked her teacher if there were points for it. After class, Rachel just got her things and walked out the door but was held back by a warm hand on her shoulder.

"Rachel?" Quinn said as Rachel jumped up, clutching her racing heart.

"Quinn! You scared me." Rachel said, trying to breathe deeply to try to calm her down. Rachel was again lost in her thoughts and her body was moving on auto-pilot.

"Rachel? I know we haven't been the best of friends but, are you okay?" Rachel nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What makes you think I'm not?" Rachel said.

"One, you're wearing jeans. Two, your handwriting looks disgusting and three, you didn't put a gold star after your name."

"And that's supposed to make me not okay?" Rachel said as she walked out the door, the Cheerio following her out the door.

"You're Rachel frikin' Berry! When you acted this way, I used to go easy on you. Now, we're family. What's wrong?" Quinn said as Rachel stopped at her locker.

"I don't know Quinn. I'm just, really out of it. Don't worry. I have to go to Spanish. Bye." Rachel quickly grabbed her things and slammed her locker shut before making her way out of the hallways and into Mr. Schue's room. As usual, Finn put his backpack down on the seat next to his and smiled when Rachel came in, immediately taking off his backpack and kissing her cheek.

"You okay now?" Finn asked as he kissed her temple.

"Hey guys, keep the PDA to a minimum okay?" Mr. Schue said as Finn and Rachel blushed, the whole class snickering.

"Yes sir."

Yes, I feel better. Thank you Finn.

Rachel scribbled on a piece of paper and when Finn turned to Rachel, Rachel glanced around the room and saw everyone was still concentrating on their homework check and Mr. Schue was scribbling something on the board so Rachel kissed Finn quickly. Finn smiled and watched as Rachel continued her homework check, writing down her name and putting that familiar gold star after it. Finn smiled to himself. Maybe she was okay after all.

As the bell rang, signalling the end of class, somewhere in McKinley High a gun was being lugged around. It was an a 90mm pistol, ready to go. He carefully kept an eye on it all day, making sure not to draw any attention to himself. At the end of school he quickly went into one of the boy's bathrooms, putting on a black pants and a long sleeved shirt. He couldn't let anyone know who he was. It was going to ruin the whole plot. He waited for the school to clear out and waited for Glee practice to begin, clutching the black mask tightly in his hand. He heard a familiar Will Schuester talking about pitch as he took a deep breath, putting the mask on and reaching into his backpack, cocking the gun as he opened the door, knowing this would change his life as well as her life, but he wasn't leaving until the job was done.

Hey guys! Again, me and princessgleeky thought long and hard about this so this goes to show that if you PM me about a story, I just might answer!

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