(okay so this is the first chapter to my new fanfic, I know that it is short but bear with me please. I haven't written any fanficiton in ages. But I promise future chapters will be longer. Any reviews are welcome, even if they are bad, constructive criticism is always good :) )
It was 9pm on a Monday evening and Rachel Berry had layed down on her bed after posting her newest singing video to YouTube, she had done a cover of Who You Are by Jessie J. She had finally realised that no one used Myspace any more and if she wanted her music to be seen then YouTube was the way to go.
She picked up her laptop and moved it closer to her, scrolling down she saw the usual comments "get a life troll", "go home to Israel" she assumed they were from the Cheerleaders at McKinley High who made her life a living hell. She dealt with it though because inside she knew she was destined for bigger and brighter places. She pushed her laptop down as a huge smile grew upon her face, her thoughts filled with New York City and her future on Broadway It wasn't until a soft buzzing noise broke her from her thoughts, she looked around her room for where the noise was coming from. She saw her phone on her dresser light up, she picked it up and stared into the bright screen.
New Text:
I just watched your newest YouTube video, your voice is memorising xo
Her eyes flicked to the top of the screen to see who it was from and was surprised when it was a number she didn't recognise. She hit reply
Thank you, I appreciate all compliments given to me, who is this may I ask?
She set her phone down beside her but not twenty seconds later she had a reply.
New Text:
You deserve more compliments then you get Rachel, you're outstanding. And I am not ready to reveal that information yet.
She frowned at the screen. Why could they just not say who they were, she would love to thank them in person. She hit reply again.
How did you get my number?
New Text:
Oh I have my ways...
Do I know you?
New Text: Yes Rachel, you know me.
She set her phone aside for a moment, pausing to think.
Well mystery texter, I have to go now, I have to finish my extensive nightly ritual and be up early for my morning workout. Once again thank you for the comment.
New Text: Goodnight superstar xo
She smiled at her phone, no one had ever called her that before.
As she climbed into bed she lay there, her mind racing, who could this person be. Someone she knew, but someone she wasn't close enough with to have their number. A few people popped into her head but they were quickly dismissed. Her heart began to race,
"Please don't let this be Jacob Ben Israel" she groaned as she rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.