A/N as this is my first book I will willingly take constructive criticism but as I am only 14 I would really appreciate you not being too harsh. Thank you xxx

Chapter one

"But Rae if you don't become a cheerio you will be a loser. Do you want to be a loser?" Quinn shouted. Her face becoming red with anger. "What was the point of us dancing and your dads getting a personal cheerleading coach this summer? We all worked so hard to get everything perfect. To be able to do the hand springs, to flip, to catch you. You are meant to be on the top of the cheerio pyramid, landing the flips, controlling the school with us behind you. We will be the best girls that school had seen in years why don't you want that?" Santana said with disappointment straining her voice.

"That's the thing san I don't want to control people, I want to get through high school being one of those people that is in the middle. Doing what you want and people not caring. I'm done with being popular and at the top of the social ladder. I want to do what I want and not what everyone else does, I want to be me! Not the girl with the mega rich family. This is my chance to be me and not the daughter of the famous Berry's. Just me san that's all I want" Rachel said in a unhappy tone, whilst straining not to cry with anger. "If you don't do this we are no longer friends! We will never talk to you ever again; we WILL make your life HELL! "Quinn shouted at the now crying girl. "Fine go leave but I will always be here "she whispered just load enough for them to hear. The three girls walk out without a second glance.

Rachel's pov

I slowly awoke as one of my favourite songs played through my radio alarm clock that I had set the night before to wake me up. As I hopped out of my bed I looked around the room. My room is a lovely shade of baby pink with gold trimming on nearly all the fine furnishings in the room that my famously rich parents had brought for me. After what had happened I asked my fathers if I could redecorate my room and of course they said yes, money was never a problem in my family. As I walked across my large room to my closet I pulled out one of my favourite outfit. As I set it down one of my fathers walked in with a soft knock on my door. "Good morning bunny what car are you taking today because your father and I are going on a late trip to Egypt for a break from work and we need to know what cars need to go away as I don't want to keep all the cars outside while we are gone. so which one?"

"Can you leave the mustang out please" I replied

"Of course sweetey" he replied as he turned and walked out of my room. I walked into my bathroom to wash my face, brush my teeth and combed my hair. After I had combed my hair I slowly curled it into big glamorous curls down my back. Then I put on a light Smokey eye and a nude lip stick as my school had no make policy so we could wear what we liked and how we liked it. I then walked back into my room and undressed and slipped on my lace white skirt with a tan belt, with a red and white poke a dot crop top that showed less than half an inch of my lightly tanned skin. I slipped on my tan heels; put my red stud earrings in as I sat at my large cream vanity. I heard a knock on the door. Which was strange because the only people that could get onto are land were the people who knew our codes for our gate. As I grasped my tan leather bag I heard my farther Hiram down stairs opening the door I heard a voice that I never thought I would hear again. "Hello Mr Berry "said the voice.

"Would you like to see Rachel?" my farther asked

"Yes please" she said

"Rachel Santana's here to see you" he shouted

"Ok I'm coming" I replied as I was released from my shock and said goodbye to my fathers as they would be gone when I got home.

When I walked out of the front door I was ambushed by apologies. I couldn't even blink before she had said another apology.

When I looked at the Latina her smile had faded when she saw my shocked and unpleased expression. "I'm so sorry Rachel I never meant for it to go this far. Quinn thought you would come back and we would all be friends again. But it's just not the same without you will you please be are friend again I will do anything. We all talked yesterday and I just can't live without your friendship. We grew up together this just isn't right please we are so sorry!" she rambled on

"Of course I forgive you so hurry up and hug me before I take it back san"I laughed

"Really I can't wait to be on the top of the social ladder again with you Rae" she spoke interrupting me

"We can be friends again but not at school because I don't want to be that girl again san"I spoke.

"Ok so I'll see you at school and all the girls will come round tonight for a sleepover yeah if that's ok?" San asked hopefully spoke

"Of course I can't wait" I laughed

While she was walking back to her car she waved and smiled brightly at me. I can't wait for tonight. It will be our first sleepover since that day. Just as I stepped into my car she drove away in her bright blue Porsche.

When I started my car the engine roared to life. It was one of my favourite sounds to hear an engine roar to life, it is so I pulled out of the drive way I see the scenery change into the sad small town of Lima. That was the sad thing about where I live there is never anything to do so that's why I go to LA in the holidays. I was three when my father's first brought the holiday home in LA and that's where I have gone for holidays ever since.

Just as I pulled up to my school the bell went. I was late for the first time. Just as I walked into school everyone was in there first class mine was Spanish with Mr Shue. While i walked into the room I noticed the only spare seat was next to Noah puck puckerman. When I took the seat beside him a note was slipped next to my hand.

(pucks writing(forte)(Rachel's writing )

Why are you late?

Because I got up late

But u are never late you get up before me.

So

What's up with you today?

"Rachel puck is there something you want to say. "Mr Shue shouted across the room.

"No sir" they both said in sync

Nobody's pov

Just as the bell went signing the end of the lesson they both brushed against each other. Both feeling sparks in that slight second of contact. Santana seeing the whole exchange made it her mission to get them together because nobody smiles like that just at the brush of skin contact.

As everyone went their own way Santana told the two other girls of the plan to have a sleepover, to talk to Rachel about puck and getting her back to the top were she belonged.