New story, the idea has been taken from Glee: The Beginning. In the story Rachel has to make a decision whether to stay on at McKinley or go to a place where her talents will be more greatly appreciated. As all gleeks know, she stays at McKinley and alas glee was born but I couldn't help but wonder what would happen if she did move to a stage school. Would she stay in touch with Kurt, Mercedes, Tina and Artie? Would she fit in at her new school? And the final and most important question, would she ever get to kiss Finn Hudson like she always believed she would?

This is just a prologue, so if you don't like it feel free to tell me and I'll stop writing it. However I have to say I am MAJORLY excited about this :) So I hope you enjoy... take note this is sort of small as well. P.S. DGAO readers I'm still working on it :)

Rachel stepped into the reception of her new school. Glancing from left to right she saw teachers wearing smart suits and carrying sheets of music, impressing Rachel greatly. The few students dotted around seemed energetic and enthusiastic, passionate about the subjects they had come here to specialise in. She could almost feel the stardom in the air, the potential success practically lingering on her tongue. At first it had seemed a rash decision to move so suddenly to a new school half way through the year, but just stepping through the doorway and noting the plush carpets and decorative walls made her feel more secure in her new surroundings.

Marching up to the headmasters door Rachel flicked out her yellow compact mirror engraved with yellow stars - a metaphor she felt most meaningful and poignant today of all days. Smoothing down her hair, she rapped on the door three times. Her dad's couldn't be there due to a 'very important conference meeting' but nothing that minor could sway a star like Rachel on such a wonderous day. As far as she was concerned, she had all the necessary paperwork for a smooth transfer to 'Ohio School of the Arts' and that was all that mattered.

Putting her best and most typical Rachel Berry grin on her face she straightened her clothes, ensuring she looked her best for when the headmaster finally decided to answer the door. Because first impressions? Almost as important as metaphors. Rachel liked to pretend she could only feel relief at the thought of leaving that vile, slushie abusing school but there was the tiniest hint of something else she wouldn't (couldn't) admit to anyone - including herself.

As the headmaster eventually came to the door (a foul first impression as far as Rachel was concerned), she put the fleeting thought of Finn Hudson's smile out of her mind.

"You had nothing Rachel, only two shared 'moments' and an overactive imagination. This is all you've ever wanted!" Rachel tried to convince herself of this fact in the mere moments before the headteacher appeaed, but she knew was lying the moment she felt guilt and disappointment in her gut.

"Maybe you were meant to be more then a shared moment..."

It was all she could do to keep herself from shaking the thought from her head - the encore had continued to play in her head all weekend. However, itt wouldn't do to look like a maniac in front of your new headteacher, regardless of how tardy they were.

For a guy who sucked at observations, Finn Hudson was pretty quick to realise Rachel's warm, musical voice had disappeared from the morning annoucements. He'd secretly loved listening to her enchanting voice seeping through the tannoy - it was almost as if he could feel her smile warming his insides up, her enthusiasm bouncing off the walls. He remembered the first time he heard her in homeroom; he'd been late and was getting shouted at by Mrs Williams but her voice - that amazing, sing-song voice - enabled him to tune out, reveling in each syllable she breathed. Ignoring his homeroom teacher meant a week of detention, but it was worth it for those few minutes of bliss listening to her. Now her voice had gone, Finn realised how cold he felt, disappointment lingering vividly in his heart.

In all honesty, he had no idea what came over him when he heard her voice. Usually he was a sleepy, bored out of his mind jock, skimming through classes and making out with his totally hot girlfriend Quinn Fabray. Then he heard Rachel's voice and he didn't know anymore. Finn didn't ask anyone, not even his best friend Puck. He didn't want to get kicked off the football team for being a pansy and Quinn would have been totally offended that he was that obsessed with another girls voice. He totally got it though; it was kinda freaky. All of this thinking kept Finn awake in his third period history instead of falling into his normal sleepy stouper. He didn't make a habit of thinking: thinking meant energy and he was a strapping lad according to his mom, so he used more energy then most. So why waste some on thinking? Finn decided this time had to be counted as an exception.

After thirty minutes of doodling on his paper and mulling through his potential choices, Finn made the decision to ask Rachel what had made her quit the announcements. If Puck had slushied her or something, he was sure he could get him to lay off, so there was no problem, right?

At lunch, towering over the sea of students (being six foot three sometimes had it's advantages) he felt sorta sad when he couldn't see her. "Well that's okay," he thought, "maybe she's sick or studying or something."

After a week of not seeing her, he felt a little worried.

After two of no Rachel, he felt sick to his stomach.

After three he realised she must have transfered. And she wasn't coming back.

So Finn slipped back into reality, almost as if Rachel had never existed. He played football and basketball, threw kids into dumpsters, grabbed keg with Puck and went to second base with Quinn. It was only at night that he let himself remember - remember the joy and warmth he'd felt when he had heard the mysterious Rachel Berry's voice.

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