AN: Hey there~ So before I start this first chapter YES THIS IS A OC/RACHEL. Don't like OC's? DON'T READ. This is also yuri so don't read if you don't like. Just wrote this for fun and friend suggested I post it so I did... Anyway, I decided to remove my OC's backstory because I feel you get enough of a sense for her life in the story. One of my first fics so enjoy
Disclaimer: I DO NOT ANYTHING GLEE RELATED. I only own the OC Isabella Walker.
Summer:
During the summer Rachel helped Quinn through her "goth/emo" phase. They had actually become friends. It is still a somewhat awkward friendship since Quinn feels that Rachel shouldn't have forgiven her for how cruel she was to her. Santana is trying to be nicer to Rachel, but has a hard time with it, but Brittany is starting to like Rachel even though she has no idea what she's talking about half the time.
School has just begun again and things seem to moving at a quick pace. Santana, Brittany and Quinn returned to the cheerio's as well as the Glee club. Mr. Schuester is cracking down on the Glee club so they can win nationals. He already denied a kid entry to Glee club cause they could not sing. This caused the girl to hire ANOTHER teacher for a secondary Glee club. This teacher being Shelby. Quinn is shocked to hear Shelby wants her to get involved with her daughter. Rachel is trying to cope with her mother being in the school. All this and it's only a week into the new school year. That's when a new student enters the halls of McKinly.
~Ch.1~
Isabella POV
"Do I have to Ms. Pillsbury?" I asked.
"I'm sorry, but it says here you need to join a school club." The ginger haired counselor spoke. I let out an agitated sigh. "If I may make a suggestion, why not join the Glee club? It's a really fun club with great kids."
"I'm not a singer..." I responded.
"Oh well then... The only other place accepting new members currently are the cheerio's so if you want to-"
"DEAR GOD NO." I said quickly. "I will... ask the Glee club teacher to join... Would they be interested in just an assistant to help with stuff for the club instead of another member?"
"Hmm... you could ask him. He's also the Spanish teacher. His name is Mr. Schuester."
"Alright, thanks." I spoke getting up.
"No problem." She responded smiling. As I walked back into the schools busy hallways I let out another sigh.
'I didn't think that I'd still have to join a club when we moved... I don't have time for this. I need to get a job. School activities will just get in the way...' I thought to myself while trying to find the Spanish teacher. After a few minutes of wandering I approached the Spanish class to find the teacher talking with a coach.
"I felt bad rejecting that girl for the Glee club." Schuester said with a sad expression.
"You did what you had to do. You could have just done what I do with a kid with no talent on my team." Coach Beiste spoke.
"What's that?"
"Make them like... the water boy or something. They're happy to be on the team and the team doesn't suffer from their lack of talent."
"That's a great idea, but she wanted to be our lead singer. Even if I offered for her just to be my assistant she wouldn't take it." He spoke rolling his eyes. "I just can't believe her father hired ANOTHER Glee teacher for a separate Glee club just for her."
"Sounds rough. Don't worry Will I'm sure its nothing and plus all your Glee kids are loyal to you. Your a great teacher."
"Thanks." He responded. Then she looked in my direction.
"Don't mention it. I gotta go, have an early team meeting to do before school starts, and I think you have a visitor. See you later Will." She left.
"Hi, you must be new here. Names Schuester. How can I help?" He spoke smiling.
"That obvious huh?" I asked knowing I didn't really blend in with everyone else here. He laughed.
"Well I'm a teacher, so I know most of the students here. If I don't recognize someone their probably new here. You get assigned to my class?"
"Oh, no. I already of many years of foreign language classes. My names Isabella, I just transferred from Washington. I need to join a club and I heard you were the Glee club's teacher."
"Yes I am." He smiled. "You can audition tomorrow if-"
"No no, I'm not really good at singing. I was just wondering if you wouldn't mind letting me join as more of an assistant?" I asked. He thought on it for a moment.
"Sure thing. I have a lot of work this year and will need help running the club. We meet Tuesdays and Thursdays for Glee Club, but we also just started an after school dance help for those who are having troubles with dancing on Wednesdays. We meet in the choir room for the Club meetings and in the auditorium for dance classes."
"Alright." I nodded. "Is it okay if I miss a few meetings? It's just I need to get a job and I might need to be on call, so I might miss a few meetings."
"Sure that's okay, but try and make it often. I could really use your opinion on some of our numbers especially on suggestions for songs for regional and nationals."
"Okay." I smiled. "Thanks, you really saved me there. If you said no I would have had to join the... cheerios? Which I am guessing are cheer leaders... and that's just not at all what I'd be interested in." He let out a laugh.
"I can see that. Don't worry, you wont have to go into Sue's army of cheer leaders." He said smiling. The bell rang. "Look at the time. Well I'll see you tomorrow Isabella."
"You can just call me Izy. See you tomorrow." I left for my first class which was advanced calculus. The rest of the day went by pretty slowly. After calculus I had Search for meaning my English course. Then Art. Then advanced physics. Then government and finishing the day with Graphic Arts. As the last bell rang I felt my stomach churn. 'I may not like people, but living through school is much easier then going home...' I pulled out my skateboard as soon as I got outside and road it into town. Since we lived only a few miles away there was no sense in taking my motor-cycle. I slowly walked around town delaying my return home and looking for some work. Not many places were hiring. As I was loosing hope I passed by an auto-shop. I cringed somewhat to see three kids from school there. A smaller boy who was thin and had brown hair, a tall muscular boy with short black hair then his girlfriend who was shorter and had long brown hair. My gaze lingered on her for a moment before I shook my head and returned my attention to the help wanted sign.
"Can I help you?" A man said from behind me. I jumped slightly not noticing he was there.
"Sorry I was just... Are you hiring now?" I asked getting to the point.
"I'm sorry, but the position is for someone with experience. I need help fixing the cars not running the shop." He said.
"I have taken a few classes at the college back where I moved from on auto-repair and have actually had a few jobs working on cars. I think that you will find I am more then qualified for the position." The main smiled and let out a chuckle.
"Confident aren't you? You drive a hard bargain. What if someone who's had more experience comes along?"
"Well... How long have you needed help? If it's been awhile then you should take the chance to hire me while you have it."
"Alright. I'll need a few reference numbers though. Here." He handed me an application. "Fill this out and give me the contact information of your past employers. I'll give you a call with my decision." I took the papers and quickly filled them out. While I was filling them out I couldn't help but wonder why the kids from my school were hanging out behind the shop.
"You go to McKinly?" The man asked.
"Yes, I just transferred this morning from Washington."
"Ah, you made any friends there yet?" I let out a slight laugh.
"Not really... I'm more of the introverted don't really talk to others type."
"I see." He laughed. "Well, there are some good kids there. My son and son in law go there."
"If you don't mind me asking... why don't you just get one of your sons to help you. You don't have to pay them cause their family and you could teach them." He let out a sigh.
"My son is hopeless when it comes to mechanics. My son in law shows some promise, but I don't have the time to teach him." I nodded and finished up the application. He read it over and smiled. "So Isabella, I will give you a call as soon as I check in with your previous employers."
"Thank you sir. I wont let you down if you choose to hire me."
"Call me Burt or Mr. Hummel, but really that makes me feel old so Burt's fine."
"Alright, thank you Burt."
"Don't go thanking me yet. I haven't hired you."
"But your considering it. That counts for something. Not many people give someone my age and with the way I look a chance." I smiled.
"Well you seem like an alright kid. I like your attitude too." He then checked the clock. "Well I need to get back to work. Hey, maybe I should introduce you to my kids, you can make a few friends. It might make school easier for you. I have a son who knows what its like not to fit in." I laughed.
"I appreciate it, but in all honesty it would be more awkward then anything else. I'll talk to you later." I said as a got up and made my way to the exit.
"Alright, talk to you later." I waved and left starting on my way home. It was dark by the time I got home, but it seemed like only a short time had gone by. I took a deep breathe before slowly entering my house. I let out a sigh of relief when I only saw one empty beer bottle.
"Why are you home so late?" A voice asked serious. I turned around to see my father.
"I was looking for a job." I responded indifferently.
"And?"
"I turned in an application. They like me, but need to check my references first." I spoke making my way to my room.
"Just don't blow it. We can't afford for you not to get it." He responded grabbing a beer.
"We would be better off if you didn't drink so much..." I muttered under my breath.
"What did you say!" He yelled clenching his fist.
"N-nothing... I'm sorry." I immediately responded taking a step back. I was already used to the beatings but it was getting harder and harder to cover them up and I didn't want trouble with the school.
"That's what I thought." He spat. He had a job at his friends construction company, but it didn't pay well and he spent all the money on beer, which left me having to pay the bills and groceries. After he sat down in front of the T.V. I went to my room and quickly did the work I had missed the first week of school I missed. Then I laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I decided against dinner since it would mean leaving the safety of my room. I rolled over and grabbed a small razor out of my desk. I enjoyed the feel of the cold steel. 'I really shouldn't... its not a good time. I just started a new school...' I thought trying to resist. It failed. I wanted it too much. I rolled up my sleeve and dragged the razor across my arm. A feeling of relief washed over me when I did. I watched as the blood slowly dripped down. I added two more cuts before deciding to stop for the night. Somehow it let me sleep more peacefully when I did cut. Maybe it's the sensation... maybe it's the blood loss. Either way... I can not stop. I placed the razor back in my drawer and then got under my covers. I let my eyes slowly drift close in hopes of getting some sleep because I never seemed to sleep well. Next thing I knew my alarm was going off. I just opened my eyes and stared at it for a few moments before deciding to turn it off. I let out a sigh as I realized it was Tuesday. 'Great... Glee club today...' I got out of bed still in the clothes I was in yesterday. I quickly changed into something else and left my house grabbing an apple on my way.
