A/N: new story! deleted my other one, but here's a new one. more invested and i'm excited about this one. i'm still working on my sequel to 'Fuct Up Restrictions' and also on 'Over The Rainbow' (love writing that one), so don't worry.
because we all know i get my story prompts from movies, this one is from Chasing Liberty and First Daughter. both of which i love and i hope you check them out. it's more based off of chasing liberty, you'll be seeing alot of similarities but i plan to make it my own. so basically it's the plot that's the same, but with a puckleberry twist. :)
DISCLAIMER- i do not own Glee, the characters, or anything listed in this story. :)
also, i have a tumblr page. i hope to put some stuff on there from this story and the link is in my profile!
anyways, i hope you like this story! and if you do, feel free to check out my other ones. :)
happy readings!
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Chapter One
"Ms. Berry? It's 8:30," The maid noted, knocking gently on the door before opening it to the large bedroom, "Wake up call."
Rachel grumbled slightly, her eyes fluttering before they focued on the tall ceilings.
"Ms. Berry?" The maid, Santana, asked again.
"I'm awake, San," Rachel sat up, smiling and rubbing her face, "Thank you."
"Mr. Daniel Berry is waiting downstairs for you," Santana stated, smiling to the waking girl, "Would you like me to go over the today's plan for you?"
Rachel twisted her feet around to land on the floor before nodding, slipping her feet into her UGGs and pushing herself off the bed.
"Well first," Santana followed as Rachel walked into her huge walk-in closet, "Is breakfast; Mr. President is in a meeting that could take some time but Mr. Daniel Berry is downstairs for you," Santana informed, "After breakfast you have four hours to yourself- I could interest you in a jog around the property- I'm sure Mr. Hudson or Mr. Chang would be more than willing to exersize with you."
Rachel shrugged at the suggestion and Santana continued, "I'll be packing for you and there's a list right next to your mirror," The maid pointed to the piece of paper that rested on the desk, "If you see something there you wish I didn't pack or that I should pack, don't be hesitant to make the change."
Rachel nodded and ran her hands over her different jeans before going to her summer dresses and pulling a yellow one off the hanger. She held the dress up against her body and faced Santana who made a face and Rachel nodded, hanging the dress back up before pulling a light pink one off.
"Or you could watch a movie," Santana offered again, "Though, it's not a day that you can go out to a movie theatre; we tried that before last minute and there wasn't enough security for you. It was treacherous. But we just got another order of movies in; so you can pick something from the list."
Rachel shrugged again before hanging the dress on a knob and sitting down in front of her vanity mirror and plucking out a face wipe. She began to wipe the sleep from her face and Santana continued.
"Well, 2:00PM, you have a public appearance with your fathers and then you guys will be on Air Force One and heading to France."
Rachel smiled to her maid and tossed the wipe into the trashcan by the mirror, "France tonight."
"Well, technically tomorrow morning," Santana corrected and walked towards the wall of shoes, glancing over the different styles and colours, "Flats today, Ms. Berry?"
"Pink please," Rachel informed, applying some light make-up. She licked her lips and finished swiping on some mascara before looking at Santana, "Actually, I would like to have a jog around the property today, San. Please arrange for Finn and Mike to accompany me?"
Santana nodded and smiled before placing the pale pink shoes on the tiled floor and heading out of the closet.
Her closet was huge. She was privilaged and lucky to be living this life. She was constantly in the public eye and always had to look presentable. The closet was equipped with formal, day, and business dresses. As well as presentable skirts, dress pants, and button-down dress shirts; she had blazers and sweaters in the back of the closet and a whole wall displaying the mass amounts of shoes she owned.
After changing into her summer dress and slipping on her flats, she put her hair in a loose pony-tail and exited her room. She smiled to the body guards outside of her room and walked down the hallway, ignoring the security camera's that lined the ceiling and corners.
Marcus Berry was the first gay President of the United States of America and Rachel Berry was living the Presidential life. When he was elected, Rachel was only 15 at the time but she knew how big of a change the US was going to go through.
Marcus was serving his first term in office. Next year would be the election; the house was busy with leaders planning and the family hadn't gone one day within the last month without needing to make a public appearance.
Rachel wasn't complaining. She got to meet new people, become great friends with the leaders of today, and was educated far more than most people her age. She knew how to impress people she didn't like and she knew that patience was the best when dealing with people she didn't get along with.
By the time she was five, she could list every title, role, and person in the country's congress.
Her life was planned out, with high security and high expectations, but she wouldn't have it any other way.
Having security and someone watching over her had grown on her. She grew up in the public eye, her father being in politics and now the President of the United States, she had grown accustomed to the little amount of breathing room she had.
She couldn't turn a corner in her own house without seeing a big guy in a suit with an ear piece and a mic clipped to his dress shirt. She couldn't go outside on the patio without a bodyguard looking around first and then announcing that it was clear. She couldn't go to school like a regular person; instead, she had tutors.
She wasn't allowed to date, even though she was 18 but that wasn't her fathers' decision. She wasn't going to put another person through what she had to go through. She couldn't even go to the local Starbucks without having at least five different security guards and usually the biggest. If she went on a date, she couldn't even think about what bodyguards Marcus and Daniel would send with her.
She had a good social life. She had close friends who were also from congress families and knew about the ups and downs of the kind of life she lived. She talked with them on the phone, over the internet, or through letters. Whatever was right for the time.
Her personal bodyguards, Finn and Mike were like big brothers to her. For as long as her father has been the President, they have been with her and protected her no matter what. Even if she had gotten a cut from tripping, Mike had cleaned it and bandaged it. And if she had gotten a splinter or a headache, Finn would pull it out or fetch her tylenol.
Rachel sighed and smiled slightly at the closeness her house had and the protection it created for her before skipping down the curved staircase and smiling to the bodyguards at the bottom of the stairs. They greeted her good morning and pointed her in the direction of the informal dining room.
Her father, Daniel, was sitting at his usual spot and reading the sports section of the newspaper as he drank from the white mug. Rachel grinned at Daniel's bodyguard, William Schuester and raised her hand to him. He smiled at her and slapped her palm with his before fixing his earpiece.
"I heard you singing again last night, Will," Rachel smirked to the man, "Good pitch."
Will smirked back, "Only trying to keep up with you, Ms. Berry."
"You should make a show with Finn," Rachel's eyes sparkled, "He's a wonderful singer as well."
"In due time, Ms. Berry," He laughed, "How are you this morning?"
"I'm good," The petite brunette nodded, "It's a beautiful day outside."
"Summer is a great time of the year," The bodyguard agreed, "Santana informed me about your plans to jog this morning. Finn told me to let you know he'll be waiting by your room when I say," Will informed.
"What about Mike?" Rachel questioned.
"He's with the President this morning," Will nodded, "He is going to try to make it, but cannot promise anything."
Rachel nodded as well, "Thank you."
"Not at all," Will smiled, moving slightly, "Mr. Berry has been waiting for you."
"I'm starved," Rachel smiled as Will moved to the side slightly to let the First Daughter in the dining room, "Thank you," She entered and walked around the table to greet her father, "Good morning, Daddy."
"Ah," Daniel smiled, setting his paper down and standing up, "Good morning, Pumpkin. I trust you slept well?"
"I did," Rachel nodded and kissed her father on the cheek before taking her seat across from him. The kitchen maid came out behind the double doors and placed an orange juice in front of the newest Berry member at the table, "Thanks, Shelby."
"Ms. Berry," Shelby bowed slightly and headed back to the kitchen.
Rachel leaned slightly and grabbed a tea biscuit and the bowl of jam before sitting properly again. Will stepped into the room and closed the door, standing once again in his authoritive stance once he made sure everything was okay.
Daniel glanced to his bodyguard before looking and smiling to his daughter and taking a sip of his coffee, "So are you excited for France tonight, Pumpkin?"
Rachel smiled and finished chewing, "Very. Hopefully we'll be able to do a little bit of shopping there when Dad has some of his meetings. Wouldn't that be nice?"
Daniel agreed, "Marcus took off some time on the third day so we can do some family stuff if you want to wait to do some shopping. Of course William, Finn, and Michael will be there but we've been with them long enough that they're family, right?"
Rachel and Daniel laughed and looked to Will who smirked in response. Rachel turned back to her father and nodded, "Of course."
After a couple minutes of silence, Rachel cleared her throat and looked to her father, "Also, I was wondering about something, Daddy."
"What's that, Pumpkin?" Daniel asked, still looking over the sports section.
"Quinn Fabray will be at the ball tomorrow night," Rachel began, her stomach unsettled, "And you know how close I am with her."
She was nervous about asking, hoping to bring this upon her 'Daddy' instead of her 'Dad' or both at the same time. Daddy had a little wiggle room where as Dad wanted to make sure everything was in order.
"Her father and mother will be at the ball," Rachel stalled and smiled tightly to her father who raised an eyebrow. She cleared her throat again and let out a breath, "She's going to a concert-"
"No."
"But Daddy," Rachel started, "Listen to me."
"We'll be in France, Pumpkin," Daniel shook his head, "Somewhere that we're not familiar with and-"
"I'll have Mike and Finn with me," Rachel pushed, "I'll even have William with me if it'll make you feel better?"
"That's not enough," Daniel shook his head again, "Pumpkin, we will be going somewhere we're not familiar with. Something can happen in a split second and if anything happened to you- I don't even want to think about it."
"Daddy," Rachel shook her head, "Please. It's her boyfriend's band that's performing and I've played them before- you liked them. They aren't the scary bands you have heard of, I promise. Quinn will have bodyguards there too, and not to mention the security the place will have. I'll be protected."
"You won't be protected enough."
"I've been overly protected my entire life," Rachel argued, but kept her voice calm, "I haven't complained at all. I love our life, I wouldn't change it for the world. I don't go anywhere without security and I do not complain-"
"Rachel-"
"Daddy, I have never complained or tried to bargain or anything," Rachel shook her head again, "I understand that our family is the most watched family in the entire country and then some. I understand that we have to be protected and I understand what I'm asking for is alot-"
"Pumpkin," Daniel sighed.
Rachel sighed as well, "But I've never asked for anything, Daddy. All I'm asking right now is for you to convince Dad to let me go to a concert with Quinn."
Daniel chewed on his bottom lip, glancing behind her head. She knew he was looking at Will and silently debating it but she didn't look over her shoulder. Daniel focused back on his daughter and sighed.
"I will talk to your father about this," Daniel stated lowly. Rachel squealed but he held his hand up, "I am not doing any convincing at all, do you hear me? If he says no, then no it is, okay?"
"Thank you!" Rachel squealed again and stood up, running around the table and hugging her father, "Thank you, Daddy!"
"Don't thank me yet, Pumpkin," Daniel sighed again, "I'll bring it up to him after his meeting and then we'll have a family meeting on the plane, alright?"
"Thank you!" Rachel thanked again, squeezing slightly and kissing her father's temple. She grinned and walked back to her side before finishing her orange juice, "I'm going to go upstairs and change. I'm going for a run with Finn."
"Stay safe, Pumpkin."
Rachel nodded and hovered in the doorway after Will opened and stood outside. She turned back and cleared her throat. Daniel glanced up at her and raised an eyebrow in questioning.
"And only Finn, Mike, and William, okay?" Rachel furrowed her eyebrows, "I don't want to create a scene. I'll be more noticeable if I have a bunch of guys with suits following me."
Daniel sighed and waved his hand, "We'll talk about it later, Rachel Barbara."
Rachel squealed slightly and high-fived Will again before going up the stairs and towards her bedroom. Once she was inside, she smiled at the mirror and fixed her loose pony, putting it into a tighter one and going into her closet.
After she pulled on a pair of running shorts and an old loose t-shirt, she grabbed her running shoes and a pair of socks and sat on her chair before putting them on.
"Rach?" A knock was heard on the door.
Rachel glanced up before looking back down and tying her shoe, "Finn, you can come in."
Finn entered in a pair of basketball shorts and an old grey 'McKinley High' t-shirt. She smiled to him as he came over and tied her other shoe for her, "Ready for some workout fun?"
"You're ridiculous," Rachel laughed and allowed him to pull her up.
She barely came up to his collarbone and she had to crane her neck back to look up at him. He grinned down at her, hooked his thumb towards the door, "I'm going to put you through hell this morning."
"Oh yeah?" Rachel questioned following him out the door.
"Yep," Finn nodded and smirked over his shoulder to her, "You're going to see what Mike and I had to go through to get out cop certificate. Suicides, squats, medicine balls, jumps- all that jazz."
Rachel laughed and walked along the hallway to the backyard, "Do we even have medicine balls?"
"I made sure we did," Finn laughed back, opening the door and heading out. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure Rachel was still inside and did a full scan of the property before turning back to her, "You can come out."
Rachel stepped out, closing the door and following Finn to the lawn where he had some skipping ropes, two medicine balls, and a couple weights.
"I just wanted to jog," Rachel stated, looking at the different types of weights.
Finn laughed and bent down to grab a skipping rope for her, "Boot camp. 20 double skips and then 40 regular skips."
"How about we run first?" Rachel asked, taking the skipping rope from him.
"How about we do 20 skips and then run?" Finn countered.
Rachel sighed and nodded, beginning her skipping as she watched Finn do his.
She finished first, throwing the rope down before smirking. Finn raised an eyebrow and stopp skipping, only to be pushed lightly on the chest and to see Rachel's brown hair whisping.
"You're it!" Rachel giggled and looked over her shoulder to see Finn mockingly gasp and start to run after her.
"Rachel!" Finn called out, chasing her around the property that was filled with bright green grass.
"You'll never catch me!"
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A/N: so, thoughts anyone? did you like the beginning? i tried to smooth it out, but i hope it worked for you! also, Puck will be introduced in either the second or third chapter. However, there is bits of Finn and Rachel (more friendship than anything) and i hope you enjoy it! Faberry friendship as well! :D