Rachel walked down the hallway as normal with books in her hands. However something was entirely different about her this day. Instead of her normal knee high socks, short skirt and animal sweater she wore an oversized sweatshirt and her yoga pants an outfit that Rachel usually worked out in. Her hair was up in a messy ponytail and she barely had a touch of makeup on her face. Walking into her first period classroom Rachel sat in her desk as others piled into the room talking and laughing.
"Hey looks like Ms. Diva is having a hard time with her break up with Finn." Quinn told Santana as they walked to their desks in the back. Santana studdied Rachel, something she was doing a lot of lately. Rachel didn't look sad or even broken hearted like she has before, instead she just looked numb and sick.
"Not like Frankenteen isn't that big of a deal to cry over anyway." Santana commented and Quinn grumbled slightly.
"Sorry queenie but he's not a box of chocolates. And he defenity isn't worth all this back and forth shit."
"Are you standing up for Rachel?" Quinn asked and Santana scoffed.
"Yeah right I'm just saying if you are ganna tourcher the thing do it for a real reason and not some jock with half a brain." Santana said as the teacher walked into the room to start class. Through the entire class Santana's eyes kept wondering over to Rachel who instead of dillegently taking notes like normal she was wondering off a lot and doodling on her notebook. Shaking her head Santana pretended to not notice all the weird changes happening and went back to her texting during class.
Rachel walked down the hallway toward the choir room for glee club when she felt someone running past her. Turning and looking Rachel saw it was Puck or Noah as she knew him.
"Hey Babe headed to glee?" He asked and Rachel nodded smiling lightly.
"Yeah I am. I'm just going to stop off at the bathroom real quickly tell Mr. Schue for me if the bell rings. I know how much you hate to aknowlege our friendship in public but I figure it's just the gleeks right. You'll beat them into silence anyway." Rachel said matter of factly with a smile still on her face. Puck didn't really know how to respond so he just nodded before walking down to the choir room. Never had Rachel ever been so blunt with him, he knew that they way he treated her wasn't always the best but she hadn't said anything before. Sitting in his chair Puck tried to shake it off and go back to his badass looks.
"Hey where's Rachel?" Kurt asked and Puck looked up.
"She had to stop off at the bathroom before coming here." Puck said and turned away quickly.
In the bathroom Rachel looked at herself in the mirror and rubbed her bloodshot eyes. Grabbing the pill bottle in her jacket she quickly took two pills and splashed some water on her face. Looking up her reflection had become fuzzy again and Rachel smiled softly again before leaving the bathroom and walking into glee right as Mr. Schue was entering the classroom.
"Well now that we are all here let's get to work on our new stuff we have a big galla in two weeks and we need a soloist for the big peice I want Rachel to do it since it's perfect for your voice range." Mr. Schuester told them and Mercedes stood up.
"That isn't fair why does she get every single solo she's not that great at it anyway." Mercedes said and Mr. Schuester pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyence.
"Mercedes I've made my decision and I fee-"
"Give her the solo Mr. Schue." Rachel interupted and everyones eye's turned to her in shock.
"Rachel?" Tina asked and Rachel shrugged.
"She wants it give it to her she probably will do much better then I will anyway. Everyone enjoys Mercedes presence anyway. Isn't that right? She's not as big as a diva as I am no one hates her so it makes sense." Rachel said in a numb voice.
"Rachel, I think you would be best for this part." Mr. Schuester said slowly and Rachel shook her head.
"No you don't but that's ok I'm ok." She said and everyone sat in silence staring at Rachel. She stood up and sighed.
"I'm not feeling so well can I go home?" Rachel asked and Mr. Schue nodded slowly.
"Yes but I want to talk to you tomorrow Rachel." He said and Rachel nodded before walking out of the choir room. Walking over to her bike Rachel tried biking home but her vision got so bad she had to get off her bike and walk the rest of the way home. Opening her door she knew her dads wouldn't be home they were off on a buisness trip again. Heading toward her room Rachel removed her large sweatshirt and collapsed on the bed. Suddenly she shot up and ran to the bathroom vomiting her guts up. After taking these pills for a weeks and a half you'd think she would have gotten use to the constant vomiting but she still hadn't. It took a lot out of her. It took a lot to pull herself off the floor wash out her mouth and walk back to her bathroom to pass out into a deep sleep.
