The Rachel Berry Chronicles

Diclaimer: I right this for personal enjoyment, not financial gain. Elements from Glee appear as part of fair use. Similarities to other copyrighted works or person's real lives is not intended.

Notes: Okay so, apparently the sexual encounter I have written in this first chapter has caused some offense due to questions of consent. It is meant to show Sugar's naiveté in sexual matters as part of the foundation for her character. I personally believe that it is not rape because Sugar gives positive affirmation more than once (she does want to sleep with him), but I understand the confusion. Overall I apologize, and hope you keep reading.

1

Sugar Motta looked down at the cardboard boxes scattered across her room. She quickly realized what a difference a year makes. Now a sophomore, she had done a lot of growing up in the last year. As a Freshman, she was scared and lonely, a fish out of water. But now, here in her surprisingly spacious single dorm room, she was feeling confident and ready to take on the new year.

A year ago, Sugar didn't think she was ready to grow up. She felt like she was being forced to leave a life behind that she thought suited her. She had left behind her parents, her boyfriend Artie, all her friends, to come to New York City.

Sugar sighed thinking fondly about Artie. They had been pretty inseparable in high school, but he was now on the other side of the country at film school in Los Angeles. They didn't have a whole lot of communication nowadays; to the point where Sugar wasn't sure if she would ever see him again.

Starting college after that large a breakup had left her feeling pretty hollow inside for the large part of last year. They had talked about doing long distance, but they realized it wasn't fair to either of them.

Those first few days, Sugar had not wanted to do any of the typical 'meet everyone' events. People would reach out to her, and she would end up just wanting to punch them in the face. She lashed out and made more enemies than friends. That was until she met Puck.

Four days into college, Sugar took a break from the unpacking she had been putting off in order to eat some lunch. Sugar wasn't in the mood to leave her room at the time, but she forced herself to prevent starvation. She discreetly made her way to the dining hall, grabbed a meal, and slipped outside to sit in the sun, wishing the world would just go away.

After a couple of minutes, a man-shaped shadow fell across the table. Sugar looked up to see a guy standing over her. "You ok?" he asked.

Sugar screamed out in anger… inside her head. "I just want to be left alone," she replied holding back most of her rage.

He didn't move. In fact, he took a seat next to her at her table. "Mind if I take a seat?" he asked after he was already sitting, of course. Sugar looked at him annoyed trying to work out what angle he was playing.

"I'm Puck by the way," he offered up when Sugar's silence continued.

Sugar looked up and saw he was sticking out his hand. She stared at it and then looked back down at her food. She was regretting leaving that complementary rape whistle in her room. Puck put his hand back unshaken and sat back in his chair.

They sat there in silence. That was until Sugar's anger finally boiled over, "What's your fucking angle?" She asked him angrily. "Is this your thing?"

"Thing?" he replied looking at her surprised.

"Yeah, you know. Your thing, how you pick up women" she asked annoyed.

Puck sighed and ran a hand through the mohawk on top of his head. He turned to Sugar and said, "Do you see those two guys over there?" Sugar looked over Puck's shoulder at the men he had indicated. "I had a class with them last semester. They were quick to brag to anybody that their 'thing' is preying on sad-looking Freshman girls and getting them back to their frat house so they can videotape them. However, like any good douchebag misogynists, they abide by the bro-code instead of basic human decency, so they don't go after girls who are already with guys. I thought if they saw me over here, they'd leave you alone."

Sugar stared at the frat boys and then back at Puck. "I wouldn't have gone with them anyway."

"Yeah sitting here next to you for a few seconds let me know you could probably handle yourself."

Sugar laughed and smiled at Puck. "Thanks I… I'm having a bit of difficulty adjusting to college life." She stuck out her hand to make up for the handshake she never indulged him in earlier. "I'm Sugar. Thank you, Puck, for your kindness."

They talked for a long time, even after all the food had been consumed. Sugar opened up to him about all the things that had been troubling her. Puck listened to all of it. She then learned about him. He was two years older, studying to be an athletic trainer.

After awhile, Puck spoke up saying, "Look Freshman year is going to be hard on you, but you are certainly not alone in that. It happens to everyone. And you know what, I have just the thing to help you out: junk food, beer, and Ryan Gosling. Come with me to my room?"

"Um... ok" Sugar replied not sure what else to do. He had a sincere look and had been kind to her so far. They got up he led her to his room in the upperclassmen apartments. They were just like dorms except they had their own bathrooms and kitchens. Suddenly though the sight of Puck's front door caused Sugar to begin to worry that something fishy was going on. "If THIS is your thing and you think this is some damsel in distress situation and you can just be nice and then have your way with me…"

Puck laughed and interrupted. "You are really worried I am trying to sleep with you aren't you? I am just trying to make a new friend. Really. No sinister intentions here at all."

She looked into his eyes and found herself believing him.

"It's nothing against you though. I just don't do the whole hooking-up thing anymore. It got … tiresome."

Sugar stepped into the apartment and sat on his couch looking around. The shelves on his walls were full of DVD's and books he had collected. It was nerdy without being full on. Puck retrieved some beers from his fridge and came over to next to her. Something about him was so comforting and relaxing.

"You mentioned Ryan Gosling? Are we watching The Notebook?"

Puck laughed and replied, "No, are you kidding me. We are going to watch the perfect movie: Drive. You see, I like to play a game when watching it. Take a drink only when he says a sentence that is longer than 5 words. Believe it or not, you won't be drinking as often as you would think."

Sugar laughed the biggest laugh she had had in ages. Puck turned out to be right though. It was a good way to forget her troubles. She probably got about halfway through the film before she gave up actually playing the game though, and instead just stared at Ryan Gosling's perfect face.

Sugar left Puck's apartment that night feeling good and ready to take on the next chapter of her life. She made peace with her memories of Artie and all she had left behind, and promised herself to embrace all that college had to offer.

After that first night, Puck and Sugar became best friends. Deep down Puck liked to think himself as something of a mentor or teacher for Sugar, but in reality, Sugar taught him as much as he taught her.

Puck helped Sugar realize that growing up could be a good thing, and it didn't mean have to mean becoming a boring, tax-paying drone. Getting older just opened up a whole new range of ways to have fun.

And Sugar did have some fun. She did eventually meet people and do all the usual college things. She met boys of course, and had some dates with them to varying degrees of enjoyment. Puck was always a good asset to her, to get a guy's perspective and help her with her dating choices. Plus she could always count on him to scare the guys off if they turned out to be creeps.

Through that first year Sugar predominantly ended up having horrible experiences with men, and she found herself in Puck's room in tears after a breakup on many occasions. He was wonderful each time though, and never had an issue with her turning up at his door. Each time she had a bad date or a bad break up he would go on and on about the joys of living unencumbered by relationship drama. He tried to get her to see the joys of being single by explaining why he stopped dating completely. But the more he did this, the more Sugar started to see his words were insincere and there was a sadness in him he was trying to hide.

It was upon this realization that Sugar decided that Puck was right about not needing a hook-up, instead he needed to find someone amazing to fall in love with. So she vowed to take it upon herself to find his perfect woman.

But so far, that turned out to be a difficult task. No one she met was perfect. Either they didn't seem like his type, or they were the kind of girl who would try and force him to stop being friends with her, and she didn't want that of course.

Things got more difficult when towards the end of her Freshmen year, Sugar got a bit distracted by the arrival of another man in her life: Sam.

Sugar met Sam at a "Fuck Studying" party right before finals at the end of the school year. He had approached her while she was waiting to get her cup refilled, and she was receptive because she was already very drunk. Sam was the complete opposite of Artie and most of the guys she had seen already that school year. Normally she thought guys like him were gross dickheads, but thanks to the alcohol, that night he seemed like a good idea.

They talked for the rest of the night and Sam acted quite normally, maybe even a little sweet. He certainly knew exactly how to turn on the charm and to be honest Sugar was taken aback by the attention. He kept asking her questions about her life and getting her to talk about herself, at times sharing some part of his life that was relevant. But overall the night was about her.

Looking back Sugar was pretty sure he wasn't really interested in her life, and only wanted to get into her pants, but that night, Sugar didn't care, nor did the alcohol governing her every decision. So Sugar spent the night laughing at his jokes and lapping up the attention from him.

They talked a bit more before he asked if her if she wanted to go outside where it was quiet. Sugar laughed and smiled at his charms. "Sure," she answered like a giddy schoolgirl.

That was all he needed to hear. He took her hand and led her outside where they found a bench. It wasn't long before he leaned in and started whispering in Sugar's ear all sort of things he wanted to do to her before kissing her neck. Instantly Sugar felt her body tingle and she moaned while her nipples hardened and pussy throbbed. Still whispering dirty things, Sam kissed around to her lips and pulled her body into his.

Sugar was taken aback by his forwardness and his determination but at the same time, she couldn't help herself. She wanted him.

Sugar felt his large hands reach down between her legs and run up and under her skirt towards her panties. Sugar squirmed and pushed her legs together, but he continued until his fingers reached her wetness, sending a shiver up her spine.

"Slow down, tiger," Sugar said to him pushing his arm away slightly.

"Oh come on…" he replied. "You know you want it."

Sam smiled and leaned in again to kiss her. He pushed his hand back between her thighs and gently stroked her pussy through the fabric of her panties.

"Wow… you sure are … sure of yourself." Sugar said coming back to reality briefly and pushing him away again.

Sam smiled a sly smile and licked his enormous lips.

Sugar relented. "Tell you what, I am going to finish this drink and then you can take me home. Your room better be clean…" she said drunkenly.

"Oh yeah…" he said.

Sugar finished her drink, just like she said, and then they quickly made their way to his dorm.

At the front door, they stopped and Sam pushed Sugar up against the wood with his strong hands to kiss her passionately as his hands explored her slender body. His touch made her body hot and flustered. Her pussy was exploding at the idea of him being inside of her. Somehow Sugar pulled away long enough to get him to open the door before pushing him inside and kissing him.

His hands went under her shirt, across her small frame, and over her bare skin. Sugar felt his desires exude from him as he finally started to get what he had wanted all night. Sam slipped her shirt up and over her head and threw it on the floor, and then swiftly he matched her by removing his own, throwing it away too before standing back to look at her. Sugar wasn't wearing a bra and her tits were right there for him to see, hard nipples and all. Sugar's small frame shivered for a moment as she felt his eyes scan her naked chest hoping he didn't have a problem with anything he saw. The look on his face quickly told her he didn't.

Sugar looked at his toned chest breathing heavily and she reached out and ran her fingers along it, amazed by how smooth and rippled it was. Her fingers bounced over his muscles and he smiled looking at her in return, "It's okay," he said finally as he flexed his upper body, "You can tell me how awesome they are."

Sugar looked at him curiously and laughed at him more than with him. "Ego much?" She said.

His answer to that was to reach forward and pull her body close to his. Sam grabbed her denim miniskirt and pulled it down, letting it fall to the floor, leaving Sugar standing in just very wet panties.

Sam slipped his hand down the front of those panties and Sugar felt his fingers tickle her trimmed bush as he slid lower to her pussy. He yanked her panties down her thighs and let them fall to the floor. Sam pushed two fingers past Sugar's entrance and started fingering her as they kissed.

Sugar had never felt someone take such control before. Sugar felt her whole body tingled at his touch and Sugar moaned as he explored her body. Then, he suddenly pulled away and pushed her onto the bed. Sugar fell back with quite a bit of force bouncing on the mattress as she hit it, giggling drunkenly. Sam stood in front of her and undid his pants dropping them on the floor.

Sugar stared at his cock quite taken aback by its length and width; it was certainly bigger than anything Sugar had ever seen before. Sure, it wasn't porno big, but it was certainly big enough for her to be a little worried about what it would feel like.

"Thought you would like it…" he said sure of himself as he stepped forward leaning over her body. He kissed her just when his cock pushed against her opening until it slipped in.

Sugar moaned as she felt it fill her pussy. "Wait!" Sugar said suddenly sobering up. "Do you have a condom?" Sugar asked.

Sam kept thrusting as looked down at her. "Oh come on…" he said still pushing in even further.

It felt amazing, but Sugar needed to be safe. "You need one or I leave right now," Sugar replied pushing him back to try and stop his thrusts.

"Come on, you know you don't really want me to wear one," he replied and pushed his cock all the way into her pussy.

Instantly Sugar went into shock with the suddenness of feeling it all. "OH FUCK!" Sugar screamed.

"See, you like it," he said. "Let it happen…" He was right in a way. Sugar loved it. Sugar hated the fact that she did though, but it just felt so amazing. His member filled her pussy and his determination and confidence just added to the experience.

Sugar wrapped her arms around his muscular body, and hugged him as he thrusted deep inside her. His animal determination was strong and Sugar felt him push so hard to the point his body would smack loudly against hers as he went.

He stood up after a while and pulled out. He grab Sugar's hips and roll her over onto her front. Unable to stop him Sugar felt him grab her ass and lift it into the air. Sugar suddenly panicked because she didn't want that thing in her ass.

But Sam once again found her pussy, pushing his cock in as far as it would go, sending her body into a tailspin. Sugar had never experienced someone so big and while it felt amazing, it wasn't as intimate an encounter as she would have preferred but she felt her body start to climax anyway.

Suddenly Sugar heard a slap and felt her ass burning. "Oh yeah!" Sam yelled slapping her ass again. "You like that?" he asked. The sensation of pain and ecstasy was mind blowing and it made her moan for more.

"YES! Fuck me!" Sugar screamed at him.

Sam pushed in harder and faster, slapping her ass as he went. Sugar pushed her hips back into him in return. He put one hand on her back and Sugar felt his other hand slip around to her clit. The wave of feelings was overwhelming and Sugar pushed her head into the bed and started moaning uncontrollably. In response, Sam fucked her harder. His motion of his body against hers built up faster than Sugar had ever experienced and Sugar could tell her skin was becoming red raw from the contact.

As the sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, Sugar could take it no more and came. Sugar screamed feeling her orgasm and then felt Sam pull out and the shoot his cum onto her back. Sugar felt his cum tickling her sensitive skin as it ran down towards her neck.

"Fuck!" he said as he pushed her over her side to make room for himself on the bed. Sugar looked over and saw his sweaty body glistening in the light from the moon. "That was pretty good," he said as he stretched out slipping under the covers.

"It felt amazing," Sugar replied as she moved to cuddle into him, only to have him roll over facing the other way.

"Yeah it wasn't bad," he replied. "Take as long as you need to clean up and get dressed."

"What…"

"I got to get up REALLY earlier tomorrow to work out with the boys. You gave me your number at the party, so I'll call you."

Sugar was shocked as she sat there listening to him fall asleep, her ass still stinging, her pussy still throbbing from what had just finished happening, wondering what she had gotten herself into.

The school year ended, and Sugar didn't end up seeing Sam again before she left for the summer. That didn't stop him from sending her dick pics and sexts for the next three months though. She answered sometimes, sort of because she felt obligated given how pleasurable their encounter had been. Sometimes it felt nice to be wanted, but other times it felt overbearing. It didn't feel like the way a relationship was supposed to start out, but she chalked that up to summer break screwing with their beginning.

In the present day, Sugar once again looked down at her mess of unpacked boxes. She had a bigger room this year being a Sophomore, but she had also acquired more stuff over the last year.

Overall, Sugar had felt like Freshman year had been a success. She hadn't found Puck's perfect woman, but there was still time. The new year would certainly bring new opportunities for both of them.

More than Sam, Puck was the person Sugar had looked forward to seeing most over the summer. They had spoken online and on the phone, but he had been overseas following some of the university athletes as they competed in international tournaments, so it was always difficult. He probably would have had a lot of good advice on how to handle Sam, but she never had time to bring that up.

Sugar started to feel really impatient he hadn't reached out to her since she knew he'd be moving in too. So she sent him a quick text: " WASSUP?! SO IF YOU'RE A SENIOR NOW DOES THAT MEAN YOU ARE GOING TO BE EATING DINNER AT 4:30 AND CONSTANTLY FORGETTING TO TAKE YOUR MEDICATIONS?"

Sugar waited for a response but none came. Frustrated, she walked out into the hallway to spy on some of the other girls moving in. There were mostly sophomores with single rooms, but she had heard sometimes freshmen got singles under special circumstances. She noticed a couple familiar faces around the place, and it felt nice knowing that her feelings of loneliness last year would not be repeated.

As she rounded a corner, Sugar accidentally bumped into one girl. Once they had recovered, Sugar came face to face with one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen. She was a bit shorter than her, but she had a nice womanly shape to her small frame. She had brown eyes and hair and a cute big nose just like hers. Finally her legs were to die for, probably why she was wearing short-shorts. Sugar found herself lost in the other girl's beauty, so much so that when the other girl finally spoke, she realized she might have looked weird for staring.

"Umh …Hi," she said sticking out her hand.

"Hi," Sugar said trying to act naturally, "I've never seen you before you must be new." Sugar took the hand that was offered and shocked probably a bit too hard. "I'm Sugar."

"Sugar, hmmm? That's a cute name," she said with a smile that lit up everything nearby. She needed this girl to be her new best friend.

"Thanks. One of my mom's was kind of crazy."

"Well, I'm Rachel. And one of my dad's was kind of Jewish."

Sugar's brain flared up with a thought: She's Jewish. Puck is Jewish. She's beautiful. Puck likes things that are beautiful. She's perfect so far.

Rachel cleared her throat, and Sugar realized she had been staring again. "Have you been here long?" Sugar asked.

"I've been here in New York for years, but I'm only starting college now."

Sugar looked down at Rachel's hands and saw she was carrying a bottle of wine. She quickly grabbed Rachel's other hand and pulled her into her room while saying, "Well then get the alcohol out of sight before you get us both in trouble freshman."

Rachel giggled as Sugar shut her door, "No you don't understand. I'm 22. I'm allowed to have this."

"You're a 22 year old college freshman?" Sugar might have sounded condescending, but she was actually super thrilled that Rachel and Puck were the same age and therefore even more perfect.

"Yes. I know it seems weird but… (oh I swore I wasn't going to tell anyone this but trust you for some reason) … I spent the last three years being the lead in a Broadway show."

"Oh my GOD!"

"Shh please don't tell anyone. I don't want a lot of attention drawn to myself."

"I promise. I won't tell anyone." Puck wasn't just anyone, Sugar thought to herself, despite the promise. At the thought of Puck, Sugar glanced at her phone and saw Puck had still not texted her back. She sent another text: ANSWER ME YOU STUPID MAN. I HAVE AN AMAZING SURPRISE FOR YOU.

Sugar looked back at Rachel and asked, "Why did you leave all that behind?"

"Well… the show was ending and towards the end there was this dancer who accidentally fell off the stage and broke his leg. It ruined him, and it made me realize if I had some bad luck I could lose everything and have nothing to fall back on. So I told myself I should reverse my previous decision to forego having a college degree so that now I'll always have something to fall back on."

That was a lot of words in one breath, but Sugar thought it only made Rachel cuter. They ended up talking for a long time and learning all about each other. They even opened up that bottle of wine and made a day of it.

As the afternoon wore on Rachel and Sugar pretty much became best friends right there and then. Sugar found Rachel to be one of the easiest people to talk to. The more they talked the more they found they had in common.

Several hours later Sugar realized the time. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed. "We have been talking for hours."

Rachel laughed. "Sorry, I get on a roll sometimes; my fault." she said.

"It's just I had wanted to go see someone... and it's probably a little late now," she said. "Tomorrow I guess."

"Is it a boy?" Rachel asked.

"A friend." Sugar clarified. "Why does it matter?"

Rachel blushed and took a deep breath. "Well, I noticed a picture amongst your things," she started. Sugar's heart jumped and she smiled instantly; she knew exactly which picture.

"Cute guy?" I said. "Black mohawk?"

"Yeah, what's his story?" Rachel grew visibly nervous, "He seems … wow."

Sugar laughed hard and bounced in her seat. She took a deep breath and told her everything from how she knew Puck to their adventures the last year. Sugar talked for almost half an hour without taking a breath watching Rachel's face change as she listened. When she was done she took a deep breath and sat in silence waiting for Rachel to say something.

Rachel laughed. "Wow," Rachel said again. "He seems like quite the catch."

"Yeah." Sugar replied, honestly agreeing with her.

"So did you guys ever date?" Rachel asked suddenly.

Sugar was a little shocked by the question. "No... no... no. We... no, of course not. He's like a brother," she blurted out quickly.

Rachel gave a curious look. "You sure?" she asked. "The way you talked about him… Are you sure you don't want to date him, even just a little?"

Sugar blushed. "No!" she replied. "Like a brother... I'm sure."

The conversation stalled and Sugar looked for an out. "Hey screw how late it is! I'm taking you to meet him." Sugar jumped up and grabbed Rachel by the hand and pulled her out the door.

to be continued...

Author's Note: I'm breaking a personal rule by starting to post a story without knowing how it's going to end. Therefore this could get very long and feature a lot of characters as I explore the world I'm imagining.