Warning: May include season 3 spoilers.
It was my senior year. I was excited for everything and anything, but most of all, I was excited to get back to my most cherished friends from the New Directions. Last year, everyone left disappointed… and for what? Being in New York City for the first time? Writing and performing our own nationally ranked songs? Maybe it was losing… but oddly enough, it didn't bother me. It just encouraged me to go full-force this year. I guess if you look at it, I had the best end to the year out of everyone, except maybe Kurt. Blaine did tell him he loved him. I think in reality, I was the one who won… for Finn, my loving boyfriend kissed me on stage. It was scary, yet the most interesting and invigorating kiss I had ever been a part of. It just goes to show the power of New York is somewhat magical. I quickly changed into a not-so-typical Rachel Berry outfit. The outfit consisted of a mini-skirt, ruffled, in a beautiful jet black color, highlighted by golden sparkles that intertwined and fell to the bottom of the skirt. The shirt was a lavender tank top, aligned with black and white swirls around the straps, sides, and base. I was wearing my vintage golden "Finn" necklace, just above my signature golden star necklace that I managed to buy myself in New York. I then drove myself to McKinley High.
I pulled up and parked in my school's parking lot, next to what appeared to be Finn's car. I pulled myself out of my car and into the school. I strutted into the school, head held high in search of Finn. Little did I realize that the dreaded Dave Krofsky was coming my way. I turned around to see if I had managed to miss Finn as I turned into a blueberry slushie. I felt a rush of cold as my face, chest, and stomach were covered in light blue liquid. I felt like my body was freezing or perhaps stuck to a human sized icescicle, no way of escaping. I heard to mocking, the laughs, as I felt the amused, cold stares. I turned around until my eyes met those of Dave Krofsky. And there went my new outfit. I growled slightly. "Do you ever get bored of this?" I screamed.
All I heard were the same old laughs. Just then, the sound dimmed slightly as two cheerios walked away. I didn't really want to know who they were… I just wanted Krofsky to die at this point. I then heard the angry voice of my boyfriend, Finn Hudson. He was finally here.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Finn yelled as he ran down the hallway. He shoved Krofsky slightly and then stood behind me. "Don't do that to my girlfriend!" he warned.
Krofsky only laughed some more. "You think you can shove me?" he asked, his voice growing cocky by the second.
"Why are we always having to do this?" Finn asked. "Seriously, just back off." He added quickly. He then scooted in a bit closer to me.
Krofsky rolled his eyes and walked away.
"Rachel, you okay?" He asked. As soon as he closed his mouth to finish his question, I nodded quickly. I got closer to him and hugged him quickly.
"He managed to ruin my new top." I said. I smiled slightly. Somehow, Finn being here managed to calm me down.
"Take my jacket." He said, smiling slightly as he took off his McKinley High football jacket off and placed it over my shoulders. I smiled and put my arms through. It was much too big for me and he knew it, but neither of use seemed to care.
I started to think about the two cheerios who walked away. All I could remember were the back of their heads: One with blonde hair and the other with black hair. There were many cheerios with these hair colors, but which ones would walk away? None came to mind.
I looked down to the end of the hallway and saw the same two cheerios, in their typical cheerio uniforms. I began walking faster, my shoes making a clanking sound on the floor. "Hey! You two!" I called. They turned around and that's when I realized who they were. It was Santana and Brittany! I was shocked. My jaw dropped. Finn caught up with me quickly. "What is-?" he said, cutting himself off with the same shocked look on his face as was on mine.
"Hello there Finn, Rachel." Said Santana, a sly grin on her face. "We rejoined the cheerios." She said.
"Why would you do that?" I asked as I threw my arms into the air, which I must admit was a bit too dramatic.
Santana smiled. "Because we can now. At least we didn't pull a Quinn…" she said. Her eyes trailed off until they met Brittany's. Brittany seemed as if she were still convinced that she was at home or something.
"What do you mean?" Finn asked. We both seemed confused and kind of lost. 'Pulled a Quinn?' I asked myself.
"She quit." Brittany said.