It Don't Mean A Thing

Chapter 1: Introductions

You're always suppose to introduce yourself when you have a story to tell and I think I have one of those. My name is Eliza Streisand, and no, I'm in no way related to Barbara. Streisand is actually my middle name, I never got a last name, I mean that's what I was told. I guess they just never had a name to put on the certificate.

You're suppose to have your parents last name, right? Well, I don't really have parents. My mother, Rachel Berry, died after giving childbirth to me. You don't really understand that kind of thing until you're a teenager but I understood perfectly when my godfather told me at age nine. I just kept asking him where my parents were and then he told me about my mom and I immediately regretted knowing. She died because of me and I have to live with that.

I look at pictures of her all the time, when she was in elementary school, middle, school, high school, college years, and then even her with me inside. She was beautiful. I have her long brown hair that makes me smile. I have that of hers too, my smile. I wish I knew her.

I wish I knew who my father was too, my godfather says I have his eyes, but I've never seen a picture of him. He wont show me anything because he says that my dad doesn't deserve me to know who he is. I know, it's confusing. He wont even give me a name!

That brings me to who has been raising me for the past 14 years. Apparently he was my moms best friend since college. They want to high school together too but they weren't that close then. I should be calling him dad but I always could just feel he wasn't really my dad, so instead, he's just Blaine to me.

I love him and glad that I ended up with him. He told me the story of how my mom knew she had a slim chance of making it after my birth so she made sure that if anything bad would happen, that all the legal stuff was taken care of.

Blaine is gay and I have no problem with it, I mean, by now no one should. They can marry in some states, you know. He told me about how he dated this one guy, Kurt, for almost five years and he said that they just lost themselves throughout the years. Blaine hasn't dated ever since then so I just know he's not happy.

Now, that Kurt guy owns one of the most famous fashion lines in New York with my god mother, Quinn Fabray, it's called 'Fabrummel.' It's a weird name but it's really catchy.

I never actually met Quinn, apparently when Blaine and Kurt broke up, Quinn took Kurt's side and never bothered to come visit me eventhough I was born like two years after.

She didn't even go to my moms funeral, Blaine said a lot of her so called 'friends' didn't show up because of reasons unknown. Quinn's husband, Finn Hudson, didn't come eventhough him and my mom dated for the most of high school. Mercedes, who I've met a couple of times because her and Blaine are good friends, didn't go and neither did a girl named Santana. And of course neither did my dead beat dad, as Blaine calls him.

Most of the people that did go from mom's high school and college years, I know pretty well now. Tina and Mike live right next door to me and Blaine, I'm good friends with their son, Alex, who's two years younger than me.

Artie or Mr. Abrams as I have to call him at school, is a good friend to Blaine. Blaine's closet girl friend is this really pretty blonde named Brittany, she doesn't live around here like everyone else because she's a professional dancer who's touring all the time. Finally that leaves my favorite of Blaine's friends, Sam Evans, he actually lives in our spare bedroom at the moment because he just lost his job two towns over and hasn't made enough money yet as the new glee club teacher to move out.

Blaine thinks he's a bum but I think of him as the cool uncle. It's really cool that he's the glee club teacher and he's why I joined. That and also because Blaine and my mom were in glee club, and what do you know, I have a voice! Sam says I'm a mix of a jazzy and country singer.

There's only one problem with glee club and that's the girl who think she owns it. Her name is Beth Corcoran and she's a total snob. She is head cheerleader, the most popular girl in the school and also the meanest. She thinks she can get away with anything because her mom is head of the school board. She's a senior so I've never understood why she's tried to make my freshman year miserable. She has no reason to hate me, so I just don't know.

I thought I'd have a good high school experience too, but boy I was wrong. I had so many friends in middle school but once we hit high school, they all just stopped talking to me. I was in the cool group, but now, I feel like the only place I belong is glee, but Beth is slowly making me not think that.

I'm only 14 but I've gone through so much and not with the people everyone else would. Blaine's been the best closet thing to a dad I could ever ask for but going through puberty, awkward. I've always hated knowing that my mom couldn't be with me because she's dead but my dad isn't with me because he just doesn't want to. Sometimes I feel really lonely and it's not because of a lack of my mom, it's the lack of my dad.

Beth teases me at school about having a runaway dad, how would she even know that though? It pisses me off so much. The day before winter break Beth basically tells me my mom never wanted me and that threw me off. I've taken her crap for over three months, it's time for a change. This winter break, I'm getting my revenge.

I'm calling it Operation 'Make Beth Realize She Deserves To Pay and Is A B*tch." Yeah, I'm still working on the title actually.

Christmas is going to be good this year, I can feel it, then the new year will be even better


I know I always make stories and never finish them but I couldn't help start this one. REVIEW! and i promise my other stories will be updated soon.