RACHEL'S POV

"And we are going to rule this school!" I say confidently, only to be met with a blue raspberry slushy to the face.

"Welcome to Losertown!" Karofsky shouts.

"Population: You!" Anthony, another jock says. They high-five and walk away.

"Ugh, I can't believe they get away with doing this!" Kurt says as he shakes the slushy off of his clothes.

"That's it!" I say. "I've had enough of this!"

"So have we, Diva, but what can we do about it?" Mercedes asked me, as we started walking to the bathroom.

I shook my head. "I'm not letting them do this to me anymore." I turned around and started walking to the door.

"Diva, where are you going?" I heard Kurt call from behind me. "Rachel?" he shouts through the hall. I shake my head again and walk out the door.

I hop in my car and drive home. My dads are off who knows where. They go on trips for months at a time, and are only home for 2 weeks out of the whole year. Not that I mind. They work for a major company, so we're really rich. My allowance is $200 a week. I walk in and disarm the alarm and walk in my room. My real room is in the basement. The room Kurt and Noah saw is in the guesthouse. We have the biggest house in Lima, and it's on the side of the lake. My room is sort of separated from the house. It is under the water too.(Link on profile)

I open my closet and put everything into a clothes basket. I'd bought the clothes when I started getting slushied.

"Not anymore." I said to myself. I ducked under my bed and pulled out numerous suitcases with my normal clothes in them. I started filling up my wardrobe. I've been enrolled in dance and gymnastics since I was three. I also have a major morning workout routine, so my body's in great shape. I pick out my favorite workout clothes (Link on profile) and head to the dance studio that's next to my room. I turn on the music and lose myself in whatever music is playing.

PUCK'S POV

"Rachel?" I hear Kurt shout through the hallway. I look and see nothing. Don't be so surprised. I may have said that we weren't friends before, but that's only because she had just dumped me. I didn't really mean it. I mean, we weren't, but that doesn't mean I didn't want to be.

"Where does that diva think she's going?" I hear that black chick, whose name I can't remember, ask Kurt.

"What are you talking about?" I walk up and ask.

"Rachel," Kurt says, and they both walk away quickly. I wonder what that's about.

I walk into first period and I'm surprised when I don't see Rachel front and center. The same thing happens in every class. At least there's glee today so I can see what's going on.

I walk into glee 5 minutes late, and Rachel isn't here. Then I know somethings up. I sit next to Santana.

"Satan."

"Puckerman."

"Have you seen Rachel today?" I get straight to the point.

"No, and it's kind of weird. Shouldn't she be here already?"

"Yeah, and she hasn't been in class all day."

That's when Schue decides to walk in. "All right! Who's ready to-" He stops himself as he looks over the room twice. "Wait, where's Rachel?"

A chorus of "I don't know" and "She's not here?" echo across the choir room.

Kurt and Mercedes look at each other. "Mr. Schue, we haven't seen Rachel since this morning." Kurt pipes up.

"What happened?" he asks. I pay attention to this too.

"We got slushied, and she said she's had enough, and walked away. We haven't seen her since." Mercedes chimed in.

"Okay, well, we'll just have to do without her. Um, this weeks lesson is to find a new hello. What do you say when you answer the phone?"

"What up?" Mercedes says.

Artie cuts in with, "Who dis be?"

"No she's dead, this is her son." Kurt says while "perfecting" his hair.

"Okay then, your assignment is to find a song with the word 'hello' in it." He turns and goes into his office, and everyone else starts talking about Rachel.

"W-w-where did she go?" Tina asked.

"How should we know?" Mercedes asked sassily.

"It must have been a big deal if she's not here!" Artie brought up.

"When we got slushied, she said 'I'm not letting them do this to me anymore.' and I don't know what exactly she meant, but I have a feeling, tomorrow is going to be very interesting." Kurt stated.

"Should someone go check on her?" I asked. Heads swiveled to look at me as if I'd grown another head.

"Why do you care?" Finn asked jealously. He's not even dating her, he shouldn't be jealous.

"I care because she's not at glee. This is Rachel Berry we're talking about." I reasoned. A few others like Mike, Matt, and Santana nodded.

"She might be annoying, but we can't perform without her. We've tried. Instead of Rachel, we had the drunken has-been April Rhodes." Santana said, unconsciously giving Rachel a compliment. Backhanded, but a compliment none the less.

"I don't think she needs to be checked on, but if she's not here tomorrow, Mercy and I'll go." Kurt said.

"Okay." I said, and everyone else agreed. I hope she's okay. It caught me there. Why do I care so much? Because I still like her. Impossible. She dumped me, I'm not supposed to still want her!

Next Day

RACHEL'S POV

Time to put my plan into action. I put on my outfit (Link on profile)

"All right McKinley, time to meet your new HBIC." I say as I look into the mirror.

I walk into the kitchen (Link on profile) and cook bacon and pancakes. After I eat, I head into the garage. As I look over the cars I finally decide on my 2008 black and white lamborghini. I hop in and drive to school. I pull into my new parking spot and step out. I walk into school, and everyone's expressions are priceless. I'm lucky I don't burst out laughing right now.

I'm walking towards the choir room for a morning glee practice, and when I walk in, I'm the last person there and everyone's eyes are on me.

"RACHEL BARBRA BERRY!" Kurt screeched.

"Talk a little louder why don't you?" I rubbed my ears.

"Looking hot Berry," Noah tells me. I smirk. I look at the other shocked faces.

"Thanks Puckerman. So why are you staring?" I ask.

"Because you look hot as hell." Santana says.

"Jealous?" I shot back. Anyone who got over my look dropped their jaw at my attitude.

"Why would I be?" She asks. Here comes the bombshell.

"Because you've lost your HBIC position to Rachel Berry." Eyes widened and heads turned back and forth at Santana and I as if watching a tennis match.

"Like you even know what that means," she said.

"Even if you did, I'm HBIC around here RuPaul." Quinn butt in.

"Oh Quinny, if that's what helps you sleep. Everyone else knows it was Santana." I said in a sugary sweet tone of voice.

"I like this new you Berry." Santana finally said.

"I was so doing this for your approval," I rolled my eyes. "But thanks S. So, I have to go, more interesting things to do, better people to see. In about 10 seconds I'm going to get a phone call so…" I trail off and pull my iPhone 6 out of my bag. Sure enough my phone rings 10 seconds later. I look at the caller ID and it says Ari. Ari is one of my best friends. She has red hair and blue eyes. I put my phone on speaker and answer it.

"Hey bitch!" I say. "It's been forever. How's everyone?"

"Eh, we're fine. Not that you would know. Last night was the first time you've contacted us in ages."

"3 days is ages?" I roll my eyes at her dramatics.

"It is if it's us. Remember we all have a room at each others houses."

"Yes I remember Ari, I have 15 rooms at my house that remind me every day."

"Anyway I heard you swear. And you're at school. I'm guessing you're fed up?"

"Definitely. Ray's here to stay bitches!" I half-shout.

"Glad you're back Ray. Since you're language is back, that means you clothes are too. Outfit check!"

I rolled my eyes again. "The black see-through Chiffon dress that goes a little above mid-thigh-"

"The one that makes you tits look amazing?"

"That's the one. Black platform booties, and the nail polish that's purple and fades to deep blue."

"Good. Care to mention jewelry?" I can just picture her raising one eyebrow though the phone.

"You'll see it tonight. I'm coming."

"Seriously? I'll buy the movies, the cookie baking stuff, and the-"

"Ari! It's fine. Relax, and take a deep breath. It's me. It's not a guest. Invite the others though will you?" She laughs.

"They won't give me a choice. If they find out you were here and they didn't see you, they'd kill me."

"Then Eric would kill them." I smile at our familiar banter. "Alright, I'll see you guys tonight. Love you bitch!" I tell her.

"Love you too!" I hang up and see the Gleeks staring at me.

"I know I'm hot." I smirk. "Later losers!" I walk out the door and see Karofsky coming towards me with a slushy.

"Well, you may look hot, but you are still a loser." He snarls, trying to look intimidating. I roll my eyes. Just as he pulls back his arm to throw the slushy, I knock the cup sideways, not getting a drop on me. As everyone stares at me in awe I decide to make an announcement.

"Listen up people! Name's Rachel Berry. Remember it! I'm not your punching bag any longer! I am to be treated with respect! I've been taking karate for 10 years. I will not hesitate to use violence. If you want you can call me B, but if you even try to call me anything other than B, Berry, or Rachel, I will kick your ass." I nod my head once, and walk to class.