"I don't see what the problem is" Rachel huffed, crossing her arms over her chest, slumping back into the cheap red glee club chair as Finn, Her, just a few minutes ago, ex-boyfriend stood over her. She sat there, one leg over the other in her short skirt, and tight v-neck black t-shirt she wore to try to impress her, again now ex-boyfriend, since he had told her the day before she wore too much clothes for his liking.
"You don't-Rachel! The problem is that you were acting like a slut!" Finn yelled, he froze at the sound of the rest of the glee clubbers shocked gasps. Rachel shut her eyes tight as she bit her bottom lip. All she wanted was to impress him, and when she does what he asks, he doesn't even say she was beautiful. Hearing that one word. Slut. Was like a stab right through her heart. She could already feel the tears at the tip of her eyes.
"Finn, I-I thought you were better than this" Will spoke up, crossing his own arms over his chest and leaning back against the black piano. Finn straightened and wiped his nervously shaking, sweating palms down the front of his jeans as he looked into the disaproving eyes of his glee clubbers.
"Look, I just don't think she should dress like-"
"Finn, I was only trying to do what you wanted" Rachel slowly opens her eyes, and regrets it as a stray tear slides down her cheek, gazing up at Finn, who she had just cut off, she slowly stood and took in a deep breath. "I, You told me I wore too many clothes, So I cut down my style for you, and you...you just...break up with me" Her voice cracked harshly at the ending of her sentence, that it actually hurt her throat to speak.
She felt stupid. She had no idea why she wanted to change herself just for some guy anyway? Wasn't she always told, if a guy truly wants to be with you, he'd accept you for who you are? But then again. Who would want me anyway? She continuously thought to herself, each time she would look into the mirror. She felt warm streaks of tears running down her face and she knew what she had to do now. Run.
Taking a step around Finn, she bolted out to the door, and down the hallway. She never thought she could run so fast until she made out the back doors into the field. She thought she was aiming for the front doors to run home, but she felt an urge to just stay. So she did. She took a seat at the top left of the bleachers. Sure there was no one else in the stands and she was sure to be found by someone actually looking for her, but no one would find her, cause she knew no one would go looking.
No one cares. She thought, nodding as if to agree with herself. She felt a fresh wave of tears fill her eyes and she sighed deeply. I deserve this. this heart break, I'm so...So stupid. Crossing her legs again, she propped her elbows onto knee, and dropped her head in her hands. Useless. Mistake. Stupid. Did you really think you could be beautiful? Rachel tried to breath but it was hard to do, She was shaking violently as she just let her tears fall rapidly, whining and whimpering as if she could really feel her heart being torn in two.
"Hey" A deep, calming voice was heard, a few feet away away from, and Rachel's tears nearly dried. She let out a breath, she didn't know she had been holding, as she slowly lifted her head up from her hands and from below her wet eyelashes she met the warm hazel eyes, of a boy. Blonde, short hair, bangs messed up perfectly, that made Rachel's heart skip beats.
He was dressed in typical red and white McKinley high soccer uniform and shorts. Rachel bit her lip at the boy's muscles flexing as he carried his gym bag over his left shoulder, with his left hand holding onto the strap. He stood two rows down from her just a bit to her left, as if he wanted to get close to her, to comfort her, but giving her, her space to not freak her out. Rachel's lip twitched at that idea.
"H-Hi" Rachel's heart fluttered at the boy's lips twitch up into a smirk. She licked her dry lips as he nodded his head up at her and quirked up an eyebrow.
"You okay?" His voice did something in Rachel, that just had her muscles turn up the corner of her lips up into a smile she never thought she could produce at the moment. She ducked her head down, tapping her foot against her leg, and locked her fingers together as she shrugged.
"Could be better" She heard the slight creek of the old bleachers as the boy shifted his weight onto his right leg.
"May I..." Rachel lifted her head as the boy trailed off, she met his eyes until they shifted to the empty space next to her.
"Oh, Of course" The boy gave her a charming smile before making his way up the rows, setting his bag infront of his feet as he sat next to Rachel, a respectable amount of distance between them. "I'm Charlie, Charlie Fabray" he stuck out his right hand in the distance between Rachel and Him.
"Rachel Berry" She took his hand and felt electricity shoot up her arm and fade out through out her body, she glanced up into his eyes, noting them turning another shade of green, as he locked eyes with her.
"Rachel" She heard him whispered as pulled their hands apart. Rachel closed her hand, as if it felt rather colder than usual now. "That's a wonderful name"
Rachel immediatly ducked her head at the compliment, her cheeks getting hot and turning a light shade of pink. Charlie smiled softly, She's cute. Adorable, even.
"Thank you, but I don't think so" Charlie's smile dropped. From the corner of Rachel's eyes, she watched it drop, and sucked in her bottom lip.
"I...You must be joking" Rachel's head lifted again, meeting those beautiful green hazel eyes. He titled his head, and then shook it. "Rachel is a wonderful name, I seem to not hear enough of, it's beautiful...and as are you, I may add" Charlie smirked and winked, as Rachel's cheeks grew hotter, she covered her mouth, trying, hard not to smile. But still failed.
"Thank you, again, Charlie but, I'm sure you are mistaken with that sentence" Rachel sighed, lowering her head, Charlie's smile faltered. He could basically make out the words that would come out next. "I can highly bet you've seen girl's-"
"Who could not compare to your beauty? Oh yeah I know" Chairlie mentally high fived himself. He's aware how rude it is to intrupt a lady, but he felt the need to, if the words would be so negitive. Rachel's mouth hung open as she processed the words Charlie had said as she shook her head, unable to stop the smile from spreading on her face.
This boy was defiantly new to her. She's dealt with jocks, and their snotty attitude but she'd never dealt with a Charming, Handsome, jock.
"Rachel" Rachel's head rose at Charlie's voice. "I have soccer practice in a few minutes, and I, would be honoured if you were here to wait, and cheer me on until it is over" Charlie bit the side of his lip, spending a spark throughout Rachel's body and landing to her center. He's really good looking.
"Oh I would love to but I...um" Rachel, pulled out her phone checking the time. She was sure no one was home, but she always worried about not getting back home in time.
"I'll drive you home" Charlie offered, really desperate to have her stay, he was raised right, and when a girl is crying, a Fabray tends to them until they are certain she has her heart perfect, and without a crack near it.
Rachel gazed up into Charlie's pleading hazel eyes and just nodded.
"Perfect, Don't forget to cheer for me!" he stood up, leaving his bag beside Rachel, it's not like he's got stuff to hide, and he is in full trust of Rachel not looking through his stuff. with a smile at Rachel, he began to jog down the steps, only making it down about four before stopping and turning around. He pointed at Rachel, her eyebrows rose as she felt her breath stop. "And only for me" He winked with a charming smile before jogging down the rest of the steps and racing onto the field, meeting his team mates.
Rachel sat still, trying to regulate her rapid heart beat and irregular breaths.
