Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, or any of its characters.
Hello everyone… I have never posted anything on here, although I have been an avid reader of fic for years. Just thought I'd throw this up here and see if anyone's interested in me continuing. Thanks.
This is mainly written in the third person omniscient POV, but will jump around a bit between Rachel and Quinn's POV.
The summer wind blows slowly outside the car. Its early morning but she's already so tired. That's because it's impossible to sleep the night before your first say as the new music teacher at Crest Bridge Boarding School. The schools prestigious standing and long list of wealthy alums only makes this morning that much more unnerving. The four cups of coffee in the hotel didn't help either. She had arrived from New York the previous afternoon, with just enough time to look over her lesson plans and try to get to bed early.
By 3:00AM she gave up lying and staring up at the ceiling. By 4:00AM she had ironed her clothes and packed up her toiletries and everything else she had unpacked earlier. She had only brought two large suitcases from her old apartment and had sold off everything else. Now it was 6:00AM and she just couldn't wait any longer.
The teachers residence was spread throughout the schools campus but still allowed privacy.
She found out that there were four teachers staying in each complex and just hoped to get along with her neighbors. Unlocking the door she was pleased to see the place she would be staying at indefinitely. It was a small 1-bedroom apartment with her own kitchen and restroom. This was actually better than she had imagined.
New York had been a great experience for her and she was happy to have been able to do so many gigs at local bars, and off Broadway shows while she was a student. But being at Nyada only showed her how much she wanted to teach others what she had learned. Of course she still loved to sing, and perform but she wanted to teach and not only be in the limelight. When the opportunity came for her to work at Crest Bridge she couldn't pass it up.
If she was being completely honest with herself, she knew that she also needed to get away from all of the people she had met as well. Her days at Nyada were also spent jumping from guy to girl and back. Not that she was a floosy or anything, but she just wanted to take advantage of her popularity. And she didn't want to be that person anymore.
No matter how many people she kissed and eventually took home she still felt empty inside.
But this was a new start in a new state where no one knew of her and her past.
This was Rachel Berry's fresh start.