Hello everyone!
Here I am with my new story! This was supposed to be posted here yesterday, but I must have gotten the flu and I also had fever. No, I'm not hallucinating... Dean Winchester is here by my side to prove it... (yeah, I made a Supernatural marathon this weekend =D)
Anyway... I never tried something like this before, with an OC, but I hope you enjoy! Also, every chapter is a title of a song and I hope you can understand why the song I chose fit into the story. Sometimes I like a song and there's only this one sentence that makes all sense to be in the story, at least to me. I think the story will be about five or six chapters long.
Summary: There's a new guy at McKinley. He meets Rachel. Can he help her with forgetting Finn? "His eyes were deep blue, almost indigo. His hair was dark brown, not as dark as hers and darker than Finn's. It was short and the cut was similar to Sam's, without that horrible Bieber style. He was tall, but not as much as Finn. Maybe 5'11"-ish. He was also athletic. She was pretty sure that he must be in the football team by then. And he was smiling at her, showing his perfect teeth and his perfect pink lips, quite similar to Finn's."
Finchel drama (hope so) and Rachel/OC interaction, mainly. There might be another characters from the show mentioned.
Disclaimer: I don't own glee nor the song featured in this chapter. They belong to Ryan Murphy and Simple Plan, respectively.
Moving On
Chapter 1: Don't Wanna Think About You
'Cause I'm tryin to get through today
And there's one thing I know
I don't wanna think about you
Or think about me
Don't wanna figure this out
I don't wanna think about you
Or think about nothing
Don't wanna talk this one out
Rachel woke up at 6 AM sharp, out of habit. She used to start her routine at that hour, get to her elliptical trainer, get a shower, eat her breakfast, brush her teeth and hair for the hundredth time and, finally head to school. However, her elliptical trainer could take the day off. She felt sick. Not the same way when we get the flu or other disease. Just sick. And there was no way humanly possible she was going to get out of bed. She only had classes at 8, so she could stay one more hour. Maybe she could just go back to sleep.
And she tried. Whenever she felt she was drifting off, it was like someone was pulling off the slumber state. Every single time. So she stopped trying. Instead, she tried to relax and think about good things. All that came to her mind was Finn, Finn, and… Finn.
Once he wasn't get out of her mind that easily, she tried to make the best out of it and flashes of her happy memories of them together crossed in front of her eyes.
Every song they sang, especially Don't Stop Believing and Faithfully.
Their first kiss in the auditorium.
Carole and Burt's wedding.
Their first kiss as a couple, after Regionals.
Him singing Jessie's Girl in front of the whole club.
Her professing her love for him, before The Only Exception.
Their kiss after the bowling date.
Their splendid summer.
Their kiss before Regionals, when he was trying to cheer her up (she, secretly, kissed him, only to shut him up).
Their epic "Break a leg" "I love you" moment.
Their promises to never break up with each other.
Him breaking up with her in the hallway.
Him sleeping with Santana.
Him, officially, breaking up with her at the Christmas tree lot.
Him saying Santana was "super hot".
Her telling him about the kiss with Noah.
Everyone in the club knowing he had slept with Santana but her.
Wait… wasn't she focusing on the happy memories only? Where did these come from? Why was her face wet? Oh… she was crying, without realizing it… again. It had been happening a lot lately.
Tired of the torture, she glanced at her alarm clock. 7:30. She wasn't going to be ready in time even if hell froze right then. Sure, she had given the trainer the day off, but she still had the other things to do.
It's just the first day at school after the break. No big deal in skipping a class, right?
Subconsciously, she knew she got lazy that morning on purpose. After all, it was the first day of school and she wasn't ready for it. She wasn't ready to see him. Besides, with all her crazy controlling issues, she made sure they had every single class together ("so I can help you with your grades", she said fooling him and herself in the process).
She took her time with eating her cereals and even more time than usual with her hair. Not with brushing her teeth, though. It's not ecological to waste water while brushing the teeth and saving the planet is on her priority list.
Forty-five minutes later she was ready to school. She took another ten minutes to get there and then headed to her locker, placing her spare clothes and sheet music in there. They had glee rehearsal today and she was pretty certain that she would need the spare clothes before lunch.
She was wrong. She didn't need the spare clothes before lunch.
As for trying to avoid Finn, it wasn't that easy. First, they had the same classes. And, besides that, he approached her and gave her an ice cold "Hi". She greeted him back, just because she is so polite (and because she still loves him more than anything), but after that no more words.
Apparently he was trying to avoid her too, but somehow, whenever they were doing it, the universe guided them to the same places. So no, it hadn't been a wonderful morning. She was already counting on that, but it still felt… bad. Like what you did to him, said her inner voice, always unpleasant and ruining what was left of her good mood.
Grabbing her lunch, she sat near the Cheerios table and tried to focus on what they were saying (she refused to think of it as eavesdropping). At some point, they caught her attention. There was a new student at McKinley and he was "really handsome". Great! Another handsome guy for those… Cheerios (in her mind, she spit the word) take and make their loyal puppy. Like Noah and Finn and the entire football team. Except Mike. He was a really caring boyfriend, according to Tina. Since Rachel never saw him hanging out with the Cheerios, she assumed that he was the only decent guy among the Neanderthals.
Focusing again in the talk taking place behind her, she heard Santana's voice.
"Well, if he got to the football team, he's mine! And I'll bring you all bitches down, if you try and steal him from me."
Rachel snorted and said, under her breath "Go figure…"
Well, she thought it was under her breath, but apparently the Latina was a good listener because she retorted something in Rachel's direction.
"What Midget? Have something to say? Or were you just listening our conversation, like the…"
"Cut it, Santana." She cut her off "I'm really tired of you messing with me without a reason."
The girl put her hands on her hips and shot Rachel a defiant look.
"I wasn't done offending you!" she replied.
"No. I wasn't done! You see, you already ruined my life. You don't need to still be all over me. I'm getting tired of this situation." She paused, grabbing her things "And I'm getting tired of you."
The Cheerio folded her arms and glared at her, but Rachel saw that she had affected her somehow. Maybe the day wasn't going to be so bad, after all.
After lunch, the classes passed by agonizingly slowly, but none out of the ordinary happened. By that, she meant there were no slushy facials, no teasing from the Cheerios and no awkward moments with Finn.
At least, until Biology class. She was minding her own business, gladly that he didn't talk to her (manly because it pained her to be so close to him and yet so far away), when the teacher had to run out of the classroom.
"So, I heard you kicked Santana's ass at lunch." She turned to Finn, surprised and momentarily speechless.
"I did no such thing! You know I don't appreciate violence as a resource to solve problems."
He chuckled. She stared even more surprised at him.
"I didn't mean it that way, Rach." Her heart thumped loudly in her chest, upon hearing her nickname coming out of his lips "I meant with words. The other Cheerios said that she spent the entire afternoon trying to come up with a smart answer. Or a smart insult, I'm not sure."
"Oh… okay." Honestly, he caught her off guard, and that was one of those very rare times where Rachel Berry doesn't know what to say.
He didn't know either, because he didn't push the conversation further and didn't bring another one. She didn't mind. All she wanted was to keep him as far away from her heart as possible. Though she still loved him and hadn't given up on their relationship, she needed space to heal. He asked her the same thing at the Christmas tree lot. For different reasons, but that's not the point. Because, though the reason was different, it was still part of the healing process for him. If he can forgive her, it means he's healing, right?
After a few minutes of awkward silence between them, the teacher came back only to notify them that they were dismissed from the rest of the class. Rachel practically jumped off her chair and almost ran out of the classroom.
She wandered in McKinley's hallways trying to figure out if it was a good or a bad idea to skip glee. She decided it was a bad idea. Her lead role in the club was already hanging by a thread, she didn't need more reasons for her solos to be taken away from her.
The bell had already ringed and she rushed to the choir room. Going around a corner, someone bumped into her, making her lose her sheet music and leaving a stain in the front of her sweater. They leaned down to catch the sheet music.
"Sorry." She said at the same time as a male voice. Slowly, she raised her head and lifted her eyes to see who the boy was. She didn't recognize the voice.
She was surprised to see that it was the new boy that the Cheerios had been talking about. But boy, were they wrong! He wasn't just handsome. He was gorgeous! His eyes were deep blue, almost indigo. His hair was dark brown, not as dark as hers and darker than Finn's. It was short and the cut was similar to Sam's, without that horrible Bieber style. He was tall, but not as much as Finn. Maybe 5'11"-ish. He was also athletic. She was pretty sure that he must be in the football team by then. And he was smiling at her, showing his perfect teeth and his perfect pink lips, quite similar to Finn's (she can't help it… every time she meets someone, she always compares them to Finn… she really can't help it).
Rachel almost melted right there and smiled back, her eyes wide. Then she remembered about people talking behind her back, referring her crazy eyes and she gain composure.
Completely forgotten that her sweater had been slushied, she smoothed it, getting her hands wet and full of slushy as well. Without noticing, she let out a frustrated groan.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" He said, suddenly changing his expression and looking really concerned "I ruined your sweater. I'm so sorry."
"No, there's no problem at all. I actually thought that was for me." She said, pointing to the almost empty cup.
He raised his brows, surprised.
"Really? Is it some kind of tradition here that the new guy has to buy a slushy to the prettiest girl he runs into?" He asked, flirtatious.
Rachel giggled. He was clearly flirting with her and that made her heart triple jump inside her chest. She hadn't felt this way since Finn (see… again with the comparisons).
"I'm very flattered by your compliment, but no. There's no such a tradition like that at McKinley. I wish!" She added, rolling her eyes "When I said I thought it was for me, I meant I thought it was for me as in to be thrown at me."
He frowned, confused.
"And why would I do that?"
"Peer pressure. You'll see a lot of that around here. Also, slushing someone is like being on the top of the chain food and it's actually the favorite way of bullying at McKinley. I've been slushied more than I can count."
"Why would they bully you?"
"Well, it appears to be that I'm the social pariah here. I'm the biggest loser. I'm the gleek. I'm target number one. Only because I dare myself to dream and actually fight to make my dreams come true." She paused, glancing at the piercing blue eyes that looked amused at her "I'm sorry. I tend to ramble a lot."
He chuckled, lightly.
"Don't worry about that. And I don't think you're that big of a loser. You're just underestimating yourself."
"No! I'm being honest. You can ask around, just to make sure." Stated Rachel "And I'm sorry, once again, that I bothered you with my rant."
His lips twitched upwards.
"You didn't bother me. Actually, it's really nice talking to someone who doesn't look at you like you're about to grow another head at any moment. Actually, there was this blonde cheerleader that asked me exactly that. Totally weird!" She giggled again, thinking the cheerleader was probably Brittany "That's being the new guy. By the way, I'm Alex… Alex Greene."
"Nice to meet you, Alex Alex Greene." She replied, in a mocking tone "My name is Rachel Berry."
They smiled at each other.
"Well, Miss Berry, I'm really sorry I ruined your cute bunny sweater. It was really sweet before I went all murderous and threw some red syrup into it."
Rachel chuckled. This boy was really funny. Besides, he liked her sweater! She was starting to see a great friendship with him in the future.
Hold your horses, Rachel, she thought, you barely know the boy and you already jumped into something close to this before and look where it got you!
"Don't worry. I always bring spare clothes with me. Besides, my little puppy dogs sweater is dying to get out of my locker." The boy chuckled again. Did he actually find her amusing? Funny, maybe? "Well Alex Alex Greene, I guess I'll see you around!"
"I certainly hope so!" He assured her, with a sweet grin on his cute face.
After that, they turn their backs to one another and went their ways. Before she realized it, she bumped into somebody else.
"Seriously, this must be my lucky day, running into people every two seconds." She mumbled, frustrated. Then, she looked up "Oh… Finn. I'm sorry, I wasn't looking…"
"Who was that?" He cut her off. Well, that was rude. Really rude, considering the polite conversation she had moments ago.
"That is Alex Greene. The new student. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to change." She said, moving around him. Finn stopped her.
"Why were you talking to him?"
She snorted and frowned.
"I don't see how this is your business, but since you asked, I actually bumped into him and then we engaged in a very funny and very polite conversation."
"And then the dude threw a slushy at you?" Finn asked, gesturing to her sweater.
"No. This happened when we ran into each other. And, please let me enjoy the fact that the new student is actually talking to me without ulterior motives and before he realizes I'm his new slushy target." She paused, staring right into his eyes "Now, please, let me go change or we will be late for glee."
He stepped aside and let her go.
"Oh, yeah, Mr. Schue was the one telling me to search for you."
"Now you've found me. Five minutes and I'll be at the choir room."
She headed to the bathroom with a smile on her lips. She thought the day was going to be awful. Instead, it had been a rather positive day. She stood up in front of the Cheerios and put Santana in her place. The new student was flirting with her (she's quite positive of that). And, most of all, she thinks she stood up for herself in front of Finn. Nothing could bring her down, that day.
She was about to enter the bathroom, when Azimio and his buddy Karofsky threw two slushies at her. Now, she was not only with red stains, but also blue ones. Like Alex's eyes.
Yeah… they couldn't bring her down, either.
This time I won't let you bring me down
Won't let you shut me out
This time I know
I don't wanna think about you
So, what do you guys think?
Let me know! I'm just gonna lay down a bit with Dean Winchester until my headache stops...
SLopez
