*First day of school*
Rachel and Noah walked into their old high school hand in hand. Making their way to the teacher's lounge to meet the rest of the staff, they noticed that nothing had changed.
"Rachel? Rachel Berry?" Finn Hudson's voice greeted her. Before Rachel or Noah could say anything, Finn hugged the petite girl tightly. Once he released her, she straightened her t-shirt and stepped closer to Noah.
"You know very well that it's not Berry anymore." Rachel chastised, smiling up at Noah.
"Is the Rachel Berry wearing jeans?" Quinn's voice came from behind. Her eyes took in that Rachel was wearing a normal outfit. She had on an orange t-shirt with a gold heart, a pair of form-fitting jeans, and black high heels.
"Hello Quinn," Rachel responded quietly. I just got here and she's already criticizing me.
"It's Puckerman now, Quinn." Noah corrected, pulling Rachel into his arms as if sensing her discomfort.
"How could I forget?" Quinn responded. Before she could say anything else, the rest of the Originals showed up, followed by Schuester.
"RACHEL!" Santana, Brittany, and Tina screeched in unison, running to the girl. Noah quickly let go of his wife so he wouldn't be taken down in the ambush. He greeted Mike, Matt, and Artie enthusiastically. When the girls were done with their reunion, Rachel hugged the boys and Noah hugged the girls. Emma and Will greeted the happy couple last. A throat cleared loudly, causing everyone to freeze. Mercedes and Kurt stepped forward, stopping in front of Rachel.
"Rachel," Mercedes said.
"Mercedes," Rachel replied.
"Rachel," this from Kurt.
"Kurt," was Rachel's reply.
Everyone held their breath through the exchange, waiting for blow-up. It never came. Mercedes and Kurt spun on heel and left the room. Rachel hung her head and Noah hugged her tightly. As this happened, Finn and Quinn excused themselves. The bell rang shortly after and Noah and Rachel made their way to the auditorium, their classroom. Sitting on the desk was a folder and Noah's guitar case. Opening the folder, they saw the class roaster. Noah sat down in the chair and pulled Rachel into his lap. The students slowly started coming into the room. Once it looked like almost everyone was there, they got up. Looking at the list of names again, they saw that there was only one kid that they didn't know. They walked onto the stage together as the door opened. The kid quickly sat down with the rest of the class. Calling off the names they knew quickly, they marked them all. Now for the one they didn't know.
"Justin Light?"
"Here…" the kid that walked in late said.
"Okay. We are Noah and Rachel Puckerman. You can call whatever you want, this is a very informal class." Rachel started. Before she could continue someone walked onto the stage behind her.
"And I'm Jesse St. James. I will be your third teacher for this course." The man said. Rachel let out a gasp and blushed slightly when he gave her his "sexy" look. Seeing this, Noah glared at him.
"If I remember correctly, I still owe you a beating for that egg stunt, oh so long age." Noah said threateningly.
"Boys, this isn't the time." Rachel said before Jesse could reply. She placed a hand on Noah's arm and he instantly relaxed.