Rachel walked down the halls of McKinley, looking around with her head high.
It had been years since she had been to the school, her head spinning with the memories of Finn, Mr. Schue and the rest of the Glee club. With a shake of her head, she smiled at the younger students passing by her, a few of them staring as they realized who she was.
Rachel Berry. THE Rachel Berry. Broadway star, Emmy winner, she thought she had heard once "The Queen of Broadway." She had made it to the top, but something always felt missing to her. The minute she walked back into the school, Rachel felt that feeling in the pit of her stomach. The one that screamed "You belong here Berry." As Rachel walked through the hallway, she smiled at the memories passing through her mind. It was the ten year reunion. She was older, wiser. Rachel Berry was a star, and now everyone knew it too.
Suddenly the short brunette stopped as someone collided with her, the blonde's arms wrapping tightly around her as Rachel struggled to stay upright, laughing softly. "Brittany?" She asked in shock. She pulled back to take in the blonde, surprised at the change in the girl standing in front of you. She was no longer that young, slightly ditzy girl Rachel had once known. Rachel couldn't help but pull the girl back to her, holding her tightly. "Hey Rachel." Brittany said, smiling as she looked up to see Rachel. "You look different." She said with a frown, watching as she pulled away, taking in Rachel's clothes. "Oh. Where's the puppy sweaters?"
Rachel couldn't help but laugh, pulling away from the blonde as she looked to her left, her breath leaving her as she realized she was standing in front of the choir room. Her eyes roamed over everyone already there. There was Santana, and a little girl wrapped around her leg. The girl's eyes widened as she looked at Rachel, and let go of Santana, running out the door into Brittany's arms. "Mommy!" She screamed, Santana turning to see Brittany, smiling until her eyes roamed over Rachel, and her eyes darkened as she stalked towards Rachel.
"BERRY!" She yelled, causing a few students in the hallway to stop and stare as Santana reached Rachel. "You bitch. It's been eight years. Nothing. Not a damn phone call, or a text, or even an email!" She said, pulling the small brunette in her arms, smiling a bit as she looked over Rachel's shoulder at Brittany, winking as she wrapped her arms around Rachel. Rachel couldn't help but smile, hugging the girl back. "I'm sorry Santana. Things got a bit crazy, winning a Emmy and all." She bragged a bit, pulling away from Santana to smirk.
"Oh shut it Berry. We know, we were wrong. Blah blah blah." Santana said, grabbing the hand of the little girl, walking with Brittany into the choir room, leaving Rachel to her memories. Rachel looked across the room, taking in Mr. and Mrs. Schue sitting on the back row, a young boy sitting on Will's lap, playing on his tablet as Mr. Schue talked. Her eyes looked over to see Artie and Tina talking with him. She had heard they had eloped a few years back, the evidence clear as Tina rubbed her growing belly, smiling over at Artie, love in her eyes as she leaned over to kiss him.
Rachel walked into the room completely, closing the door behind her and suddenly all eyes were on her. With a swallow, she looked back at everyone, hearing the door slam behind her. She swirled around to find Quinn standing there, looking over at Rachel.
Well shit.
{This is my first story, so I'd love reviews if I did okay :S If it gets good reviews, I will continue. It will end up being Puckleberry, just a warning. }