Supernaturally Talented

A Glee Crossover with The Mediator by Meg Cabot

Also by Julia Sparks

We don't own Glee or The Mediator By Meg Cabot

Chapter 1

My name is Rachel. Rachel Barbra Berry. Remember that, 'cause one day you'll see that name in lights. Well... as long as I'm not busy assisting some dead beats with their...problems. And by dead beats I mean ghosts. Did I mention that being able to talk, touch, and feel ghosts is one of many, many talents? Oh, I didn't tell you what the rest were. Besides being able to communicate with the undead, I can also sing, act, dance, travel through time, visit the Shadowland, and be home by dinner.

The reason most people avoid me is not because they think I'm strange, it's because they feel intimidated by me, but they can sometimes smell death on me. I mean I try my hardest to not let people know about my supernatural talents, but I just have that aura of dead people around me. Ya know, because I help ghosts and all.

But dead people are just... depressing. I mean, I know that they're supposed to be depressed because they're dead, but like c'mon, if they try to be more positive they could make this being dead thing much easier. No need to be bitchy about it because now they can do cool things like go from room to room by materializing! Do you know how much safer it would be to wear white to school since stuff just goes through you? AKA, no slushies in the face. Well now I sound like Brittany so I better get started with the story. Remember my name is Rachel Barbra Berry. Or else.