Disclaimer: I don't own glee.
Rachel's POV: "Pumpkin we have news!" one of her dads called.
"Ok coming!" I call back to them. I run down the stair as quickly as possible. "Yes dad?" I ask.
"You're transferring." He says flatly.
I feel as though my world has turned upside down. "B-but why?" I ask tears forming.
"Because… we just need to get you out of Carmel." He says suspiciously.
"Fine!" I shout running upstairs and locking my door. I cry for hours. "How could they do this?" I ask myself. I take out my phone and text Maria.
Hey Maria I'm transferring to some poor school called McKinley!
~Rachel
I get a text no later than 5 seconds later.
WHY? You can't leave! What about Jesse have you told him?
~Maria H.
CRAP! Jesse what can I do? I text her back.
My dads say McKinley is better for me. :P And no I haven't told Jesse….
~Rachel
I think about Jesse for a moment before my phone chimes alerting me that Maria has texted me back.
Better? That school is for misfits not stars like you. AND YOU HAVEN'T TOLD JESSE?
~Maria H.
I text her back in no time.
Look I'll talk to you about it at school tomorrow. I still have like three days left at Carmel.
~Rachel
School: Rachel's POV: "Hey Maria." I say sadly.
"Hey girl." She says.
"Ughh I don't want to tell Jesse!" I exclaim.
She gives me a stern look. "Hey Rachel Berry DOES NOT give up!" she shouts sternly.
"Yes I do." I say.
"When?" she asks.
"Now." I say.
She gives the look saying I'm not amused. "Look Rachel do it for him. He NEEDS the truth!" she exclaims.
"Ok." I say looking at Jesse putting his books in his locker. I walk over.
"Hey babe." He says.
"Hey…" I trail off.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"I-I'm transferring to McKinley." I say looking at the floor.
"What?" he asks.
"Yup. So I think it'd be best if we broke up." I say still not looking at him.
"No I won't let you break up with me." He says.
I look up at him surprised. "Um excuse me?" I ask.
"You heard me. I'm not letting you go." He says.
"No Jesse it's over." I say sternly. I walk away.
"Fine but you'll regret it!" he shouts.
School that day was boring. Well except during glee… I announced that I was leaving and Shelby looked hurt in a way. Meh whatever she's probably upset that she's losing her star.
The night before my last day at Carmel was sleepless. So when dawn finally came my dads decided it would be better if I didn't go to school.
The next day I walk into Mckinley. "Ugh this school smells of feet." I say.
"Hi." A voice calls over to me. I turn around to see an extremely tall boy standing in front of me smiling.
"Um… hi?" I say more like a question.
"Umm we kind of need more members for our glee club… so do you want to audition?" he asks nervously.
A glee club? This school can afford a glee club? "Sure." I say.
"Cool so just go to the auditorium around 4:00 PM." He says leaving.
Odd. "Hm I guess I better head to Spanish." I mutter. I walk into the classroom and greet the teacher. His name is Mr. Schuester… I guess he's also the glee club director.
"Hi this is Rachel Berry." He introduces me.
"Hiii." Everyone says lazily. I take a seat in the back next to the tall boy.
"Hi." He whispers.
"Hi." I say sharply.
"Did I say something to offend you?" he asks.
"No. I just didn't want to come here." I say.
"Oh." He says.
"Finn eyes on your own paper." Mr. Schuester warns.
So I guess the tall boy is Finn. Class ends and I decide to walk with Finn.
"So why'd you come here?" he asks.
I look up at him. "My dads think it's a better school than Carmel." I say rolling my eyes.
"Ah." He says. "You know you're kind of cute." He says smiling down at me.
"Uh thanks." I say.
"No problem." He says.
At the end of the day Finn walked me to the auditorium and I saw Mr. Schuester sitting in the auditorium waiting for me to audition.
"Hi I'm Rachel Berry and I'll be singing Edge of glory by Lady Ga Ga." I say.
He nods and I sing the song.
"Great." He says clapping.
I walk out to my car and someone grabs me from behind and kisses me. I pull away and see Finn.
A/N: Ohhh what is going to happen? Gah I just had this idea and and I had to write it! :D