I decided to make a new story:) Of course, I do not own Glee or any of the characters. :'(
I knew it was a mistake as soon as I turned the corner. There they were. With their red varsity athlete jackets, blanketing their bulging muscles. Not that I like them or anything. Who would like Dave Karofsky and Azimio? They are just mean boys who like to bully the helpless and dorky. Who would like anyone like that? I tried retracing my steps and backing away from the two jocks but it was too late. They had already seen me. By the looks of it, they were waiting for me too. Holding the Big Quench cup, which were filled with flavored ice, will soon be masking my face. They devilishly grinned at me as their arms, with the cold beverages, lifted towards me. Here we go. With in seconds of me closing my eyes, the shock of a frozen cold drink covered the top half of my face, including my hair. As I opened my eyes, after wiping them from the ice, I saw that their smiles were still spread across their face. It's not as if I wasn't expecting it or anything. As I stood there, drenched in grape flavored ice, watching the two boys who had just given me a 'slushie facial' I heard my name being announced over the PA system.
"Could Rachel Berry please report to the principle's office please. Rachel Berry please come to Mr Figgin's office." a woman called from the speakers.
I had no time to change into my spare clothes in my locker. I had no choice. I would have to meet my principle with slushie in my hair, well more like sticky slushie in my hair, releasing a grape smell around me. Oh how lovely. I quickly rushed to Figgins' office, the quicker I get there, the sooner I could leave and change into more fresh, clean clothes.
"Hello Ra- oh my, ermm hello Rachel." Principle Figgins greeted me, from his chair, as I entered the room.
"Good morning Mr Figgins." I replied, I quickly took the seat in front of me, ignoring that fact that he had noticed my appearance.
"Yes well, Rachel, I would like to ask you something." Figgins started as his hands connected together as they rested on his wooden desk.
"Yes?"
"Well you see we have a new student joining our school and-"
"You want me to show them around the school?" I beamed at my principle.
"Ermm yes." Figgins fidgeted in his seat slightly.
"I would love to."
"Good." a quick smile fluttered across his mouth before returning to his original facial expression. "Good, he's just outside." his hand rose, pointing behind me towards his glass walls. "His name is Finn Hudson."
"Wait just outside?"
"Yes."
"Oh I think I passed him on the way here."
"Great. He's 16, same age as you, he's quite tall so you may have seen him. He-"
"Tall? No that wasn't him."
"Ok." Figgins started to chuckle slightly. "Well I think I should let you two meet."
"Oh ok." I, again, smiled at Figgins before rising from my chair. I was making my way towards the glass doors when it struck me that I was still covered in the sticky grape flavoured drink. And I'm about to meet this new student. Well I'm sure he will soon find out why I am sticky, with him being seen with me around the school. Dave and Azimio are vicious like that. They would prey on new students too. I broadened my smile as I approached Finn. Principle Figgins wasn't wrong when he said he was tall. He was leaning against the white wall, his dark grey jumper and his dark washed jeans made him look somewhat mysterious. He hadn't yet noticed me slowly walking towards him; his attention was at the floor.
"Hello Finn. I'm Rachel Berry. I'll be your guide." I extended my right arm towards him.
"Hi." he rose his head at the sound of my voice and gave me a half smile, his hand then softly wrapped around mine. The warm sensation coming from his hand was a welcoming change from the usual cold handshakes I receive. After 2-3 seconds of our handshake, I broke contact, the link, between us. It didn't take him long to notice my sticky appearance and my grape fragrance, as his eyes widen and his warm half smile faded to be replaced with a frown. "What's in your hair?" his right eyebrow lifted slightly after his question.
"Oh." I faced downwards, hoping my hair would also fall downwards covering my rosy cheeks. Which did not happen. My hair was too sticky to even move from its position. I quickly placed the side of my hand on my forehead and pretended to wipe something off. "I accidentally spilt my drink." I lied to him as I faced him, after making sure my cheeks had restored to their normal color.
"On your head?" his eyebrow was still up high but the tone in his voice had gone stern and stale.
"Well…" I nervously chuckled at his comment. "It just happens."
Finn hesitated for a moment, wondering if I was telling the honest truth or not, but then did his half smile again. "Maybe next time don't spill it on your head. Huh?" Finn joked as he elbowed my shoulder. "So where's my locker?"
"Right, yes, let me show you the way. Do you have your piece of paper with the location?"
"Ermm." Finn placed his hands in his pockets swiftly, trying to dig out his paper, then retracting them. "Err." he said as he unfolded his paper. "Ah here we go. Ermm its here?" he lowered the map, pointing at a particular place.
"Oh well that's near mine."
"Oh great." Finn smiled as he placed his paper back into his jeans. "Let's go."
As me and Finn were walking down the corridor, all eyes on Finn as he was new, I told him all the different classes there were. All the different extra curricular activities he could get involved in.
"You see I'm part of many clubs, I like to keep my options open, I'm a member of the Renaissance Club, the Debate (speech) Club, the Mock United Nations Club also Gle-" I stopped talking as I saw them.
Finn was very well aware of my sudden silence and was also curious as to why that was. "Rachel?" Finn turned his head towards me but I was too focused at what was ahead of us that I couldn't respond to his question. "Rachel are you ok?" Finn waved his hand in front of my face after the lack of communication but I still would not respond. There they were. Making their way towards us. We couldn't dodge them, we couldn't turn back the corridor was too full, we couldn't move anywhere but forward. Towards them.
"Rachel?"
"Hey hey Rachel Berry." Dave spoke as he and Azimio approached us. "You ready for round two?"
I knew it. I didn't even answer because I knew that it didn't matter. I just closed my eyes and waited for the cold sensation to hit my face again. And it did. This time it was much worse. I felt the ice trickle down my top, the goose bumps forming on my skin. As Dave and Azimio walked off, I stood there drenched head to toe in strawberry and grape slushie. I could hear Finn gasp as he saw the reality of his new school. I saw his fist clench as his breathing grew louder. Then he was gone. The warmness that radiated from his body had vanished. He moved away from me and made his way, against the crowd, towards the two who seconds ago were holding cups full of ice.
"What the HELL was that?" Finn asked Dave and Azimio.
Dave and Azimio stopped laughing as soon as they heard Finn's question.
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