Chapter One: Shining Golden Stars-
Rachel- ( Song: Chewing gum- Annie)
Jesse. It was a name I never wanted to hear again, and a face I wanted to see covered in rotten eggs, then eaten by a lion. I walked down the halls of McKinley High with pride, we'd won Regionals. We were the first glee club to beat Vocal Adrenaline, everyone at school should be on their knees, bowing to us. Begging for our autographs. I was the golden star of New Directions; people should part as I walked down the halls…
I scolded myself mentally, for being so self-centred. We had won Regionals together, it wasn't just me, or Finn. Everyone in glee was amazing, even if they didn't have my sixteen years of training. Maybe I should remind myself every so often, we were all stars.
I opened my locker, taking out the books I would be needing for the day. Algebra and English Literature… However, nothing was going to mess up my day, no-one could destroy my mood. Last period I has Spanish with Mr Shuester, and then I had glee club; the highlight of my week. With Finn and Kurt and… Quinn… I looked over to the other side of the halls, Quinn Fabray was standing there, as skinny as she had been as a Cheerio, looking into space. Poor Quinn and all her baby drama. I couldn't even bring myself to remember what happened to her that day at Regionals. I thought I should go and talk to her. I didn't hate Quinn; I felt extremely sorry for her, I hummed 'Beth' under my breath. It had been so sweet when Puck had sung that to her, I knew he had a vulnerable side as I had been the first person he had told about his love for Quinn. I was in love with Finn, and he Quinn. We were both two losers together. And now, we both had what we dreamed of, I was dating Finn, and Puck was with Quinn.
Quinn had seen my looking at her and she gazed at the floor; her face turned the same colour as her pink cardigan and even though she was no longer with-child; Quinn hadn't wanted to rejoin the Cheerios.
"Hey, Quinn." I smiled, walking toward her locker. "Are you alright? You look awfully down this morning." I tried to keep my voice upbeat, but she didn't smile.
"Puck's not in today…" She frowned, meeting my eyes. Puck had been her 'support' since she'd had her baby.
"Oh, is he okay?" I asked her, hoping the answer was yes.
"He's ill." She replied, looking away from me.
"I see." I said sadly, no Puck meant a sad Quinn for most of the day.
"I'll see you in English, Rachel." The bell rang as soon as she said that, and she went to her next lesson. I just waited a bit, watching her leave. Hoping she'd be okay; before I realised I was late for my next lesson. Algebra… Oh joy.
"Miss Berry, you assume you're some sort of star now? Just because you and your little club won Regionals doesn't mean you can arrive late to my lesson. Sit down." Miss Pondrick glared at me, I didn't know she had anything against me or glee; clearly she did.
"Sorry, Miss." I apologized, sitting down next to Brittany, my favourite ditzy cheerleader. She smiled at me, Brittany was extremely talented, even though she was a bit dumb; she was a good singer and a astounding dancer. She was nice to me as we had gained a friendship on our road to Regionals. Before that, she and Santana Lopez had followed Sue Sylvester everywhere, like the coach's own henchmen. Now Brittany and Santana had gained minds of their own.
Brittany turned to me. "Do you get this, Rachel?"
I shook my head sadly, "Sorry, Brit. There are just to many letters and numbers."
She sighed, "Rain-bo-ws." She spelt the word out while writing it on every answer. She completed her work by a drawing of a rainbow with a smiley face underneath.
"Good idea." I nodded to her, she smiled. Rainbows were Brittany's answer too everything Mathematical, and drawings of Sombreros were her answer to each Spanish test. Much to the disappointment of Mr Shuester, and the amusement of her friends. I looked over a Brittany's paper, at least she'd written something.
Brittany was in my English too. But she sat next to Santana for the lesson. I was next to Kurt, with Mercedes on my other side, next to Mercedes was Tina and next to Kurt was Quinn. Brittany and Santana sat behind us, so they could look distant, but still talk to us all.
"Rachel." Santana's foot nudged my chair, I turned to look at her and she nudged her head toward Quinn, who was staring down at her paper, not talking to anyone.
"P-U-C-K." I mouthed to her, her mouth made an 'O' and she nodded her head. As much as Santana pretended to be the new queen bitch, she really did love glee and everyone in it. Mercedes and Tina looked at me as I turned back around. "What's up with Quinn?" Mercedes whispered, I sighed, Quinn probably didn't want people feeling sorry for her.
"Puck's ill, and Quinn's a bit depressed about it." I told them both.
"A bit, girl, she looks like Rose after the Titanic sunk." Mercedes frowned.
I looked at Quinn. "How can we help her?"
They both shrugged. I rolled my eyes. "Not helpful."
But something was distracting Tina. She nudged Mercedes. "Look, it's Mr Shue!"
Both Mercedes and I instantly turned our heads toward the door, Mr Shuester stood there; a bunch of flowers in his hand.
"Oooh, damn. I wonder who they're for." Mercedes laughed, she turned to Kurt.
"Yes, Mercedes, I know exactly what you're thinking." He said knowingly. I sat in the middle of the both of them, feeling confused.
"What, who are they for?" I asked eagerly.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Your lack of knowledge astounds me."
"Miss Pillsbury, of course." Tina smiled, I looked at Kurt who had the widest grin on his face.
"Mr Shue's trying to win her back, she's dating her dentist, did you know?" He told the three of us. He was frowning and obviously didn't like the idea.
"Aw, damn, poor Mr Shue." Mercedes said sadly.
"Yeah, he's like, madly in love with her." Tina said and all three of them sighed, as if all their hopes and dreams had been crushed.
"Then we need a plan!" I told them happily. "We can't just let Miss P break Mr Shue's heart."
"We have no reason to intervene." Tina said sadly.
"It's good fun, Tina." Kurt grinned.
"Yeah, it is! I love playing matchmaker!" Mercedes had a smile wider than Kurt's.
"Plus, if Mr Shuester is off track then we have no chance at Nationals!" I added, they all nodded in agreement.
"What's this great plan?" Kurt put his hand to his cheek, like he was grasping a beard.
"Uh-I don't know yet." I admitted. "We'll think of one in glee and tell everyone… Except Mr Shue, of course." I had to admit, this was a great idea, Miss Pillsbury and Mr Shuester had been flirting since… Forever.
"Order!" I called in the music room. Banging a book on the piano. "Mr Shuester is going to be here soon, and I… Well, he needs our… Guidance." I smiled at my own joke.
Everyone was silent and apart from Tina, Kurt and Mercedes, everyone looked very confused. Brittany was the one to speak first. "What's wrong with Mr Shue?" She asked, wide-eyed.
"Are we all aware of the 'situation' between him and a certain… Guidance Councillor?" I grinned.
Quinn nodded. "Oh, yes. They flirt all the time. They're incredibly cute together!" She suddenly became engrossed in the conversation, and smiled for the first time today.
Brittany frowned. "What Councillor? I thought Mr Shue was in love with Miss P?"
Santana looked at her. "Brit, Miss P is a Guidance Councillor…" She rolled her eyes at her blonde friend.
"Oh." Was Brittany's simple reply.
"Anyway…" Kurt continued, and got up to stand beside me. "We saw Mr Shue with flowers, and…"
"What kind?" Finn asked suddenly, everyone looked at him.
"White and pink roses with-"
"-White tissue paper." Finn finished. "They were in Miss P's office; she couldn't stop cleaning them the whole time I was in there."
Kurt smiled. "Then this plan might be easier than I thought."
"What is the plan?" Santana asked Kurt.
"Uh-well, we don't actually…"
"That's our glee assignment for the week!" I interrupted.
"Hey guys." Mr Shuester came in the room.
"Hi!" We all smiled innocently. I turned to everyone. "Okay guys, operation Mr and Mrs future Shuester is a go!" Mercedes grinned.
