Hello out there, my lovely readers! If you've somehow managed to stick with me long enough to look forward to the sequel to Written in the Stars, then I'm proud to announce that it is finally here. Now, I've got bigger and better plans for this sequel than for the original story, which I realize was a little short but I should have more time to focus on making this fanfic terrific because *insert sound of drum roll here* I'm back in college! And I'm taking writing classes, which is just one step closer to finally publishing the many stories that I've written outside of FanFiction. So, here's the first chapter. Please let me know what you guys think, I love reviews, both good and bad.

And to sum all of what's happened between the start of this story and where the last one left off, it's now the Gleek's senior year. Shelby is back and will be a part of this story, and it will basically be picking up in the show around episode "The First Time." There are some major changes to the story line, first off, no Britanna (I know, hate me, but it's okay because most of you know this has Logan/Santana pairing) and I broke up Finchel. (Yes, I know.) But, I've paired Rachel off with another member of the glee club, and I've been dying to bring that ship around so keep an eye out for that. And most importantly, there will be no crazy Quinn trying to get Beth back from Shelby. She's calm and cool and the Quinn we've all come to know and love.

Alright, I think that about covers it. Again, let me know what you guys think. Reviews are encouraged and appreciated and loved. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you...Written in the Stars: Senior Year. ~BraveGirl13

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Rachel

It was official. The world was coming to an end.

It wasn't that I was particularly unhappy that Shelby was back, or that she started another glee club to rival the New Directions, or that she stole some of our voices with the power of feminism…okay, so maybe I was a little unhappy about Shelby's abrupt appearance, but I had good reason. This was my senior year. The year I finally got everything right and the woman who had basically casted me away like junk mail was suddenly thrown back into my life again.

But the worst part of it all, was that I felt so alone.

Finn and I had decided we were better off as friends over the summer, my fathers were planning for their lives after I move to New York, and Logan was in Chicago. Not to mention that almost everyone in glee club was off doing something that basically made them fall off the face of the earth for the three months allotted for summer break, courtesy of our loss at Nationals no doubt.

So much had changed over the course of one small summer. Ever since Logan left everyone just sort of…fell apart. We were still very much a team, but the family that we had become had disappeared with the plane that took my sister. Quinn and I still talk and hang out regularly, the blonde much tamer now after everything that happened with her unplanned pregnancy our sophomore year. Much of that that is due to my sister. I'd have to admit she talks to Quinn just as much, if not more than she does me. But that's just Logan. She's able to make everyone love her. Even the resident Ice Queen of McKinley High School.

Well, almost everyone.

Kurt was not so obliviously following Blaine wherever he went, mostly where they would meet up with Mercedes and shop for hours on end. Tina and Mike were inseparable, both attending some Asian summer camp for most of the vacation. Artie and Brittany were still together, much to everyone's surprise, so they were off doing couple things or locking lips like there's no tomorrow. And Santana is just…Santana. Not much has changed about the girl since whatever happened between her and my sister. I knew most of the information, but not all. Every time the subject comes up, my sister dodges it, and Santana just hits a brick wall and goes mute for a few hours. Logan claims she doesn't have feelings for the girl anymore, that fire apparently had been extinguished back when Santana brushed her off at Nationals. And you can't get Santana to even talk about my sister. I know the cheerleader still blames herself for Logan's attack. And if it was up to me, I'd just sit both in a room together until they worked it out and finally admitted their feelings for each other and stopped being so damn stubborn. But nothing is that easy.

I quickly shook my head of my thoughts, my brain focusing on the task I had originally been attempting to perform until my thoughts became consumed with the end of everything this club had worked so hard to achieve.

After mildly cursing my phone for disappearing into my backpack, I finally flipped the device open, searching through my contacts until I found the number I was looking for and waited for the ringing to subside.

"Rachel?"

"Yes, it's me. I was wondering if I could talk to you and Aunt Ella for a few minutes about something important?"

"Of course, sweetie. Hang on…Ella? Rach needs to talk to us."

I waited patiently as I heard the muffled voices blend together before both of my aunt's voices came through on the receiver. "Okay, babe. We're both here. What did you need to talk about? Is everything alright?"

Taking a deep breath, I sat down on the edge of my bed, my eyes wandering to the group picture Mr. Shue had taken of the glee club last year, everyone piled together on the auditorium stage with bright smiles, some even laughing. Before everything fell apart. "Actually, it's not. Uh…Shelby is back."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, save for the

"What the hell does she want?!"

I winced at my aunt's obviously angered tone, and although scary, it also made me feel better. During the whole process of Shelby appearing and disappearing again, my aunts had been there for me. They were my mother figures growing up, and it felt amazing to know that they were still here for me.

"Okay, can we not yell, please?"

After another mumble from my other aunt, which caused me to smile, I spoke up. "Thank you. And I don't know what exactly brought her back to Ohio. Mr. Shue has stated it's because the school has asked her to start a rivalry glee club, but Quinn told me she's asked for her and Noah to become involved with Beth's life. I have no idea what that woman wants or what she plans to do."

"Sweetie, I have no idea what was going on in Shelby's head when you first found out who she was, but you're an amazing kid, and if she doesn't want to be a part of your life then that's something she's going to realize is a mistake one day when you're off staring in some fantastic Broadway play that your sister wrote and you're both accepting numerous awards and sums of money. Please don't think that you're not good enough for her or anything like that. Because if anything, sweetheart, you are worth so much more than you think and hold yourself to."

Once again, the two women who knew me better than I probably even knew myself somehow managed to hit the nail on the head concerning my problems. That, by my very definition, was what it would be like to have a mother than truly cared for you. "How do you two always know what to say?"

Laughter rang out from the other end, the sullen mood that seemed to follow the subject of my mother everywhere, now gone, replaced with what I remember growing up with. Happiness. "Well, we can definitely say we know you, Rach. Now, is Shelby all you needed to talk about? Or am I correct when I say this conversation is going to steer towards that new rival glee club she's starting?"

"About that…"

"Let me take a guess. A few of your glee club members have jumped ship and you all are short people for competition?"

And this would be the down side to having motherly figures who knew you. "Yes, that would be correct, but-."

"You haven't happened to overhear your fathers and us having a conversation about your grandmother being sick and us rethinking about moving back to Lima after this year?"

"Okay, okay. I can see you two have probably guessed why I called you. Yes, I do know that Nana has been sick and that you two have thought about moving back here after Logan and I graduate from high school, and yes, I was going to beg you two to come back earlier. Now. Because the glee club needs members to compete, and this is our year. Most of the glee club members are seniors, so this is our last chance. And with Shelby around, I could use the support of Logan at school and you two here whenever I need you, and I understand you are here for me if I need anything, but it's not the same as having motherly figures here at home. I know that with all that happened last year, you two would be nervous about Logan attending McKinley again, so would I, but the school has put no bullying rules in place now and there are cameras everywhere so nothing like that would happen again. Not to mention that Logan would have so many people around her constantly, she would never be alone, I wouldn't allow it, and-."

"Whoa, Rachel, breathe a little, okay?"

After doing what my aunts instructed of me, I relaxed slightly against the headboard of my bed, my free hand reaching up to brush some hair away from my face. "I'm sorry, I get carried away sometimes. It's just that this year is supposed to be special. Not just with glee, but with everything and it seems wrong not to share any of that with you guys or Logan. Not after all that we've been through as a family."

A silence fell on the other end of the line, and to add to the list of failures my senior year was adding up to, I did not expect my aunts' responses to be what they were.

"Honestly, we've thought about moving back to Lima anyway. We're glad to be back home in Chicago, but you and your fathers are there. Logan's friends are there and she's been miserable ever since we moved back and yes, we were thinking about moving back at the end of next year, but with Logan's attack and whatever happened with that girl you two would hang out with…if Logan agrees to it, we'll see about moving back down, but if she says no then that's the final call, babe. And no pressuring her about it, this has to be on her, okay?"

"Deal."

For once, things were beginning to look up. The New Directions still had hope…along with a few other things that I have a feeling aren't meant to be over with just quite yet.

Logan

"Wait, so you guys are seriously asking if I want to move back to Lima? What happened to Chicago being "the best place to be right now" after everything that happened? What's changed since then?"

My mothers shared a glance before each taking a seat on either side of me, both wrapping me up in their arms before we all three fell back into the couch. "We thought Chicago would be best for you after what you had to go through back in Lima, what with the attack and that one girl you had a crush on."

An automatic frown formed on my face, my heart still clenching at the thought of the girl back in Ohio. "It wasn't a crush, okay? Besides, that's in the past. It doesn't matter now. She made her choice and it wasn't me. I've moved on and that's final."

Once again, my parents shared a look that told me they didn't quite believe what I was saying, which of course they would know. Or anyone would know, really. I haven't exactly been open to the idea of anything that has to do with Santana. In conversation or otherwise. But what could I do? Sit here and pine over her? Pray at night that she would magically wake up one day and admit that she felt something for me, too? No. That's reserved for fairy tales and movies, both of which aren't a part of reality. At least not mine.

"Girl or no girl, we thought that moving back here was what was best for you. But in making that decision, we were thinking as mothers who's daughter was just assaulted because she's gay, and not as the mothers of a teenager who's friends are currently living in another state. You thrived in Ohio. It helped take your mind off of Nicole and what happened with her. Lima helped you move on, and it was a long shot to think that we could tear you from that life and hope you'd do the same back here. Besides, we've already talked to Hiram and LeRoy and we were planning on moving back down after you graduated to help out Hiram's mother now that she's living alone. If you honestly wanted to finish out your school career at McKinley with Rachel, then that's what we'll make happen. If you want to stay here, then we'll stay here, but in the end it's your decision. Don't make it right now, take some time and think about it if you have to. If you know it's what you want, then you know where to find us. And call your sister, please. She's freaking out about something with glee club and she could really use some sisterly advice right now."

After taking in my mother's words, I simply nodded, not really sure of what to say in that moment as I watched my mothers vanish down the hallway of our apartment. Did I want to return to Lima and finish out senior year there? Yes, of course. It would great to be back with all the gleeks and Rachel, but much like here, Lima held so many negative memories. The attack and Santana...

But, if there was one thing Lima taught me was that you can't run from your past, but you can learn from it. (Okay, so maybe that wasn't just Lima and maybe Disney had a little to do with it) And my mothers held a point. Lima did help me move on from Nicole and her death and everything that I held against the world afterwards. Lima is where my family was, and whether I wanted to admit it or not, I wasn't ready to let go of it, yet. I wasn't ready to turn my back on everything that had happened there, no matter how much I wanted to.

With a sigh, I pulled out my phone, ready for the onslaught of squeals and chatter that was bound to be coming from my sister once I told her the news. Looks like the Mackenzie clan was moving to Ohio. Again.