This is my first fic! So, excuse the rough edges. Let me know if I should continue. Rachel lives in NY and is dating the one and only Jesse St. James. :) Finchel OTP though.
I don't own Glee or Wicked or anything. :)
Rachel Berry was never late. She was always oddly on time. She thought people who were late, simply didn't care and she always cared. Maybe a little too much sometimes. She shot out of her bed and went to the window. She could only see the blur of yellow taxi cabs through the wet window. She anticipated it would be cold and rainy, after all it was April in New York City. She through her long brown hair into a pony tail and searched for the perfect outfit while listening to Barbra Streisand on her vintage record player from her dads.
She chose a blue dress and red tights for her outfit. She had people to impress. She attended a private school for preforming arts. She had her few close friends there and she didn't need anymore. Her dads owned a big company that made parapheniala for Broadway shows. Rachel Berry's life was perfect in her eyes. She was beautiful, no doubt. She was short and thin and had pretty brown eyes. She was determined to be a star. Everyone at her school worshipped the ground she walked on because of her voice. When she sang, she made even the lowest spirit rise. She knew she was fabulous too and ate it up. Sometimes being Rachel Berry was tiring but Rachel loved the spotlight way too much to let small things get in her way.
Rachel walked downstairs of her lost into the kitchen where her daddy was making breakfast.
"Daddy! Good Morning! Whatcha making?" she skipped over to her Daddys side and kissed his cheek.
"Your favorite vegan breakfast, for my little star!" he sang
"Rachel Barbra Berry!" came the booming voice of her Dad. Her eyes were wide with fear and she was nervous she maybe forgot to clean the dishes last night
"Yes Dad?"
"You just got a letter from Julliard!"
Rachel ran to her Dad's study and ripped the envelope from his hand. She quickly read over the letter and smiled and screamed. Her dads looked at each other.
"Well, what does it say, Star?" Hiram, her daddy asked
They are going to come watch me preform in Wicked this weekend!" She was playing Elphaba in her school play and it was a really big deal. Rachel had been waiting for this letter ever since she got the part. She would be the only junior to get scouted and she knew it was a special deal.
"Congratulations Rae!" Leroy, her papa exclaimed. She knew she had to call Jesse and tell him all about but she was already late for school so she would tell him and the rest of the kids in her Glee club after class. She and her dads all got into their Mercedes and drove Rachel to school. They both went to work after this and so they considered this family time, which mostly consisted of singing along to Rachels' Barbra Streisand CD.
They arrived at school and Rachel reminded them that she would walk home because today was Tuesday and she had rehearsals on tuesday evenings. She kissed both their cheeks and ran up the front steps of her private school.
Rachel Berry was kind of a super star at her school. Everyone knew who she was and she had tons of friends, or so she thought. Her one best friend, Kelly walked up to her.
"Ugh. Shawn asked me out again and I honestly don't have the heart to tell him to go away." she said as she linked arms with Rachel.
"Kelly, stop leading him on. You'll break his heart. So, I got a letter from Julliard and they are going to be at the show Friday night watch me!" she said excidelty.
Kellys eyes got wide and she flipped her blonde hair from her shoulders, which she often did before she got exicted.
"Thats so awesome! That means they can watch me. After all I am playing Glinda, opposite you."
Rachel rolled her eyes. Rachel Berry doesn't share the spotlight. She decided she would make it her mission to outshine her best friend. Though, she knew she had it in the bag. She was so ready. Her and Kelly walked to there first period and sat gabbering about their shared Barbra Striesand fan website.
She sat in her math class thinking about all the great things she had coming up. First, she and Jesse were in a full fledged romance, or so she thought Second, she shared the spotlight with her best friend in the school play. Last, she and her glee club were headed to sectionals in two weeks and she had the most beautiful solo picked out for herself. Life couldn't get more perfect.
Her day went on and she finally ended up in glee club. Her favorite part of the day. her glee club appreciated her talent and basically gave her the solos. She had a solo almost everyday and every performance. They were the top glee club in all of her district which was kinda of a big deal. She walked into Glee and everyone was quiet and looking at her. She quickly fixed her bangs to make sure they weren't all crazy from the wind. Her glee club teacher Mr. Deans was looking at her sadly. She tried to hide her confusion. Instead she started talking.
"Hey Guys, look I know you're upset that I won't be preforming the invitation this weekend but as you all know it is my debut for Wicked. Im sorry, there will be others. You just need to get over it. Obvisouly, you wont be as good without me but I will be there in-"
"Rachel, theres been an accident." Mr. Dean said.
"An accident? Like what kind?" she was confused.
"Your dads were on their way to work this morning and a big trucks breaks were locked and he ran through the stop light into your dads car. I'm sorry." he said solemnly.
Rachels eyes grew wide as she processed the information then she suddenly took charge.
"Well, I guess I better get to the hospital to take care of my dads. Im guess they have a few broken bones. Ill have to skip rehearsal but-"
"Rachel! Your dads are dead!" Jesse yelled and the whole glee club turned to him.
Rachel suddenly dropped to the floor and just sat there. Jesse rushed over to her side but she pushed him away.
"Don't touch me." She told him. All the color had left her face and the whole club could tell she was in shock.
"Rachel, you have to go to the hospital. Your dad's sister, Shelby, has been contacted. She's flying in from Ohio and she will make the arangments. I will drive you."
"NO. I'll walk there." she was still on the floor.
"I don't think thats best."
"I TOLD MY DADS I WOULD WALK HOME AND THATS WHAT ILL DO. THEY WANTED THAT." then she started sobbing. She couldn't stop and the whole glee club was crying for her. She was on the floor and she was screaming and sobbing. No one knew what to do. They knew her dads meant everything to her and they were ultimately her best friends. Suddenly, everything in Rachel's eyesight went black. There was nothing left. She was empty
...
Rachel Berry woke up in her bed. She was confused. She was wearing the same outfit as what she assumed was the day before. She looked outside and it was dark. She had a huge headache and she didn't understand or remember how she got here. She quickly got out of bed and called her dads.
"Daddy! Papa?" she walked downstairs and heard someone on the phone. It was a woman.
"Oh, i don't know... She's still asleep, she probably won't remember any of this... Yes, I know. Leroy and Hiram would want her with us...Rich, what do you want me to do? She needs a place to live...She can leave New York, she'll have too... This will be so hard for her...Love you too.." Rachel recognized the voice of her Aunt Shelby. What was she doing here? Why was Rachel leaving? Her aunt lived in like Oklahoma or something. Rachel stepped into the Kitchen.
"Aunt Shelby? What are you doing here? Do my fathers know you're here?" Rachel asked.
"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry. I know you miss them." and she wrapped her arms around Rachel and suddenly rachel remembered. She was in Glee club and Mr. Dean told her that her dads were in a car accident and they were dead. She started crying and couldn't stop. They were gone and she had no one. She couldn't imagine her life without her dads.
"I know this is a lot to handle but I'm there for you. I made you soup. Its vegan." Rachel smiled meekly and simply walked upstairs and fell back asleep.
...
Again, Rachel woke up in her bed this time it was dark and she assumed she slept through the night and day. It was now Wednesday night. She missed her dads and she didn't know what she would ever do. She checked her phone and had ten missed calls and texts. Mostly from Kelly and Jesse. She through her phone on the floor and quickly got in the shower, where she cried more. There was no way she was doing the musical now. She didn't care. Her Understudy could do it. She just wanted to be alone. Which is what she was now. Alone. She got out of the shower and put on fresh pajamas, when she got back to her bed, she saw a note that read.
Rachie, working on the arrangements for your fathers funeral. I hope to see you soon and ill be back by midnight. Here is some soup I made you please eat it. I love you.
Shelby
She ate the soup but she didn't taste it. It burnt her throat as it went down but she didn't care. Her eyes were red and puffy. She hated feeling this way. She usually would sing about her feelings but she didn't feel it anymore. She quickly finished her soup and closed her eyes. Sleeping will fix this.
...
Rachel woke up the next morning and felt like walking downstairs. The whole living room filled with flowers and baskets and cookies. Oh, how lovely, she thought. Celbrating my fathers death. She smiled sarcastically and went to the kitchen.
"Rachie! You're awake. How are you feeling?" her aunt asked
"I feel like shit." Rachel never said a bad word but she didn't care.
"Watch your language. Your school called. They gave the role of Elphaba to your understudy, I'm sorry Rachel. I know Julliard was coming and they called and offered their condolences. Jesse and Kelly came by to bring you flowers. I also would like to talk about your living arrangements and the funeral is on sunday. We will be out of here on Tuesday."
Rachel wasn't really listening. She knew she would lose the part and Jesse and Kelly would come. Her ears perked up at the last part.
"Wait, what? Leaving?"
"Um, yes you're coming to Lima, Ohio to live with me and your Uncle Rich. You can't stay here alone."
New York was all Rachel Berry had left that made her happy.
"Im not moving! This is my home! I don't want to leave. My life is here!" she yelled through her tears. She couldn't leave. Never! She wouldn't have it.
"I'm sorry Rachel. This is out of your control. Now eat please. Im sorry, baby" her aunt seemed so sad for her but she was mad and she threw the plate of fruit on the ground and ran back upstairs to cry.
There was no way Rachel would every live or enjoy Lima, Ohio.
Theres ch. 1! Let me know you guys!
Love love love
Nicolette
