AN: I know I probably shouldn't try and juggle four fics at once, but once this idea planted itself in my head I couldn't not start writing it. I also love the idea of Rachel being related to someone other then Puck and Santana. Please review and tell me if I should continue with it. Hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine but the plot.
"Hey Rach?" my sister questions as we carry our couch into our new house.
"Yeah B?" I ask back.
"We're gonna actually stay here for a while right?" Britt asks as we finally make it into the living room and set the couch down where we want it.
"I'm planning on it, but you know as well as I do that things change Duck," I tell her with a small smile before yelling to my brother who just walked into the kitchen, his arms ladened with boxes. "Are those the last of em?"
"Yeah Rae," Sam says as he walks into the living room and plops down between Britt and I on the couch. "The U-Haul guys said that they'll send someone to pick up the truck tomorrow since it's to late today."
I check my watch and see that it's going on ten at night. "You guys up for a run?" I ask, feeling restless. I don't know the land here and it'd make me feel a lot better to learn it as soon as possible. Plus it was an insanely long car ride from Cali so I haven't run in a while.
Brittany doesn't bother to answer, instead standing and stripping on her way into the backyard. I just laugh as Sam and I stand up and follow her. When we get outside we're greeted with a pretty big light blonde, almost white, wolf with baby blue eyes. Sam and I strip like Britt and change into our wolves, Sam a darker blonde with darker blue eyes, and me a light brown wolf with light brown eyes.
We charge off into the woods in a game of tag. Since Sam was it the last time we played and failed to catch me or Britt, then it's his turn to be it again. I can feel someone on my heels so I pick up my pace and veer off to the left just in time to see Sam shoot past me.
"Damnit Rae!" he whines as he collides with a tree. I just bark out a laugh and continue on my run. We run for hours, getting used to the new land and surrounding it with our scent to tell others that this is our territory.
"C'mon guys we need to head back and catch a couple hours of sleep. We have school tomorrow," I remind them, interrupting their play fight. They finish their match quickly, Sam letting Britt win, before following me back to the house.
It takes the smell of coffee the next morning to coax me out of my bed, but I finally get up and head into my bathroom to do my morning routine. As I step out of my bathroom with a towel wrapped around me I see a cup of coffee waiting on my desk for me and I smile. I take a few big gulps before heading into my closet and searching for something to wear.
I walk downstairs fifteen minutes later dressed in black skinny jeans, worn purple chucks, and a purple v-neck. I have my hair straightened and hanging down my back and I'm carrying my empty coffee cup.
"Thanks Sammy," I say through a yawn as I head towards the coffee and pour another cup. I sit down at the table and dig in the the plate of bacon, eggs, sausage, and toast that's waiting for me. Once I'm almost finished with my food I finally look up and see that Britt's wearing some pretty short jean shorts, her black chucks, and a black and white stripped shirt, her hair's down and in it's natural wavy state. I look to Sam next and see he's in a pair of stonewashed jeans with a hole in the right knee, a blue polo, and a pair of blue and white Nikes, his hair's styled in his classic Bieber look that Britt and I like to tease him about.
"When are you getting that mop cut Bieber?" I ask Sam, half teasing and half serious as I take our empty plates and cups to the sink.
"Really Rae? Again?" Sam whines out while Britt just laughs, looking between us in amusement.
"What? It's not my fault that everytime I look at you I expect you to break out into 'Baby'," I say with a smirk. Britt just continues to laugh and when I turn around from the sink I see Sam pouting in his chair.
"It's ok Sammy, you'll have all the pre-teens in this town fangirling over you," Britt says through her laughter. This cause me to laugh and Sam's pout deepen.
"Screw you guys, I'm leaving," he tells us with a scowl before heading into the garage. Britt and I grab our things and follow him, he's already in the drivers side of our F-150, to which I scowl at, so Britt takes the front seat and I take the back.
"To the Lima Bean Jeeves," I order Sam in a snobbish voice as I relax into the backseat.
"I hate you Rach," he tells me as he pulls out of our driveway.
"Aww I love you too Samuel," I coo to him as I sit forward and pinch his cheeks. He shakes me off with a laugh and then turns the radio on. We drive the rest of the way singing to the top 40.
"Rae this school looks scary," Britt says as we park. I look around and sure enough, there's guys in lettermans and girls in cheer uniforms torturing- I mean taunting, kids everywhere you turn.
"Yeah it kinda is," Sam murmurs out in a trance like state as he stares at a group of jocks tossing kids into dumpsters.
"It'll be ok guys," I tell them with semi-forced smile, cause this place is kinda scary. "You can just join the cheer team B, and Sam can join the football team."
"What about you Rach?" Sam asks in confusion and worry.
"Yeah Rachy, I don't want people being mean to you, and won't they if you don't join a team?" B asks, just as worried and confused as Sam.
"I'll be fine guys," I try to reassure them as I get out of the truck.
"No. You're joining the cheer team with B," Sam orders me and when I raise my eyebrow in question he scowls at me. A real scowl, not a playful one. "I'm serious Rachel. You may be Alpha but I'm still the oldest. The way you handle things is with violence, and that's the reason we just had to move."
I hang my head slightly in shame, cause I know that they really liked living in California but had to move because of my stupidity. I look up and lock eyes with Sam before nodding once firmly. He gives me a smile that I slightly return before I'm getting wrapped up in a hug by Britt.
"Don't be sad Rae-Rae, Sammy and I aren't mad that we had to move," she whispers into my ear. I give her an actual smile as she releases me.
"We're really not Rae," Sam tells me and I turn and give him a smile and hug as well.
"Thanks guys. Now lets get this show on the road shall we?" I ask, and after receiving nods of approval from them both we head into the school.
"How can I help you?" the secretary for the front office asks us in a bored tone.
"Um..Sam and Brittany Pierce and Rachel Berry ma'am. We need to get our schedules and locker assignments," Sam tells her as I stand back and take in my surroundings. I spot a blonde girl walking down the hallway, flanked by a latina and a guy with a mohawk, and for some reason I feel an indescribable pull towards them.
"Rach are you ok?" Britt asks as she waves her hand in front of my face. I jump slightly as her hand breaks the connection and I look towards her.
"Yeah I'm fine B," I tell her as Sam walks towards us holding our schedules. He gives me a questioning look that I wave off and then reach for my schedule.
"We have almost all of our classes together except math and science," Sam tells us as we walk out of the office and towards our lockers.
"Good. I still can't believe that B's in advanced calc," I say as we reach our lockers with no trouble, which I'm kinda worried about. This place screams trouble.
"What can I say, I'm a genius," she tells us with a smirk and a shrug. Sam and I agree with a laugh at how cocky she can be before we focus on our lockers.
"Do you think they have a showchoir here?" Sam asks as we sit down next to eachother in our first class. We're a bit early so there's no one around except the teacher, who we all greet politely.
"Of course there is Sam. Do you really think Rach would pick a school without one?" Britt asks increduously. I just smirk at how well my sister knows me.
"Yeah I don't know what I was thinking B, guess I just had a brain fart," he tells us as the bell rings and people start flooding in.
Britt and I get some interested looks from the guys in the class, and Sam from the girls, and I chuckle silently getting odd looks from Britt and Sam. Oops, I must've dropped my barrier. Sorry guys, it's just we're getting checked out by the wrong gender, I explain and then hear laughter coming from them as well.
"Rachel Berry?" I hear my name called and I immediately straighten up and look around.
"Yes ma'am?" I question.
"Would you and a Brittany and Sam Pierce mind coming up front and introducing yourselves?" she asks sweetly. I internally groan, which causes Sam and Britt to snigger at me.
I hate speaking in front of a group of people. Sing in front of them? Not a problem. But speak? That's a whole different story. Plus I hate how teachers phrase it as a question that they ask politely, but it's not a question. It's a fucking demand. I know cause I've tried to refuse multiple time. Didn't work out to well. I finally get out of my seat when Britt pulls me up and she also half drags me to the front of the room.
"Hi! I'm Brittany Pierce and I just moved here from Cali with my twin Sam and our sister Rachel," she says in her bright and bubbly voice. "Is that all?"
"Why don't you say a few things that you like to do?" the teacher prompts.
"Ok. Um...I like to run, dance, cheer, and sing. Mainly dance though cause I'm awesome at it."
"Ok so I'm Sam, said twin brother to Britt. I also like to run, dance, play sports, and sing, but Britt and Rachel are better at dancing then me." Sam finishes and then they're waiting on me. I just look around the class with disinterest until Britt elbows me.
"I'm Rachel, and I like to sing, dance, and run," I tell them reluctantly before walking back to my seat.
"Um...thank you," the teacher says before finally starting the class.
It's finally lunch time, thank god. All three of our last teachers made us introduce ourselves as well and it felt like I was going to wolf out in front of the room after second period. We met some cool people in our last two classes, Tina we met in third and then a gay guy named Kurt in fourth, that invited us to sit with them. We're currently in line with Kurt and he's telling us about the glee club as we wait.
"Ok so you have Quinn, she's the head Cheerio and HBIC," he tells us and I have to hold back a laugh at the name Cheerio. Who the hell thought of that name? Were they hungry when they did? "She's currently dating Finn, my step-brother and the quarterback of the football team. Then you have Santana, Quinn's second in command and another HBIC. Then there's Noah Puckerman, who goes by Puck, and he's the wide-receiver for the football team. Also we have Mike, he's the half-back for the team and one hell of a dancer. He's also one of the sweetest jocks you'll ever meet. Those are the popular kids from the group."
"What do you mean?" Sam asks curiously.
"The rest of us are losers, and even the Head Cheerio and Quarterback can't make glee club cool," Kurt tells us with a sigh. At our questioning looks he elaborates. "We get slushied almost daily. And before you ask getting slushied entails a slushie being thrown in your face," I growl quietly at that. I didn't see that this morning I only saw the dumpster tosses, which are bad enough as it is. "We're also thrown into the dumpsters, and if we really piss someone off we get to take a port-a-potty ride."
"That's all kinds of fucked up," I say as I pile my tray with food, getting an awed look at Kurt for the amount.
"Yeah it really is," Kurt says as we head over to the glee table. "Hey guys this is Sam, Rachel, and Brittany. Today's their first day," he tells the table as we all sit down. We all exchange hellos, well Britt and Sam do, I just nod.
"Hey babe," an Asian guy says as he sits beside an Asian girl. He gives her a quick kiss before spotting us and waving shyly.
"Right introductions," Kurt says excitedly before pointing at the guy who just sat down. "That's Mike and his girlfriend Tina, then you have Mercedes," he points to a heavyset, but still pretty, black girl who was eying Sam appreciatively. I chuckle at that. "And then Artie," he points to a guy in a wheelchair with glasses, "And last but not least my boyfriend Blaine," he then points to a guy in a bowtie and an insane amount of hairgel in his hair.
"So are you guys looking to join glee?" Tina asks from where she's buried in Mike's side.
"Yeah we were wanting to," Sam says around a mouthful of food. I smack him on the back of his head for his lack of manners and he ducks his head sheepishly.
"That's great! Now we'll have enough people to compete with," Kurt tells us with a huge grin. I'm eying his boyfriend who's beginning to squirm under my gaze, and then a sudden breeze wafts his scent towards me and I stiffen slightly. Sam and Britt smell it too and now we're all three staring at him.
"Later," he mouths to us pleadingly and we nod, going back to our food.
So yay or nay? Should I continue or not waste my time? The choice is yours so please review! = )
