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Chapter 2

Later on that night, Rachel got up and grabbed her suitcase. As much as she hated it, this was supposed to be her home now so she had to unpack. As she unpacked quietly, she came across a photo of her and dads that she immediately put on her nightstand. This was not the way that she intended on meeting her birth mother but then again, she never thought that she would ever meet her birth mother at all.

Flashback

It had been two days after her fathers' deaths and Rachel was stuck with a social worker keeping track of her every move to make sure she didn't run off while social services tried to find her birth mom. When they did, they arranged a meeting between them before anything happened further.

When Shelby walked in and stared at Rachel in shock. Before either of them could speak, the social worker came in.

"Shelby this is Rachel. Rachel, Shelby."

Rachel stared at the woman in front of her. "Hi."

"Hi. How are you?"

"My parents just died, I'm sure you can take a guess," she replied sourly.

"Rachel," the social worker reprimanded.

"No it's okay," Shelby said. "She's right, it is a terrible situation and I am really sorry for your loss. I'm sure they were wonderful to you."

Rachel nodded. "The best."

Sensing the tension, the social worker tried to help. "Well Rachel since Shelby has agreed to take you in, there isn't a need to put you into foster care."

"Should I be grateful that the woman who gave me up is only taking me in because she has to?" she replied in a cold tone before walking away.

The last thing she wanted to do was to act like she was fine with moving in with Shelby after all this time. She almost preferred to be put in foster care.

End of Flashback

Rachel smiled slightly at the photo of her and her dads before climbing in her bed and falling asleep. The next morning, she was woken up by the smell of breakfast cooking. When she got downstairs, she found David cooking while Marley sat at the table eating breakfast.

When she noticed her, Marley smiled. "Morning Rachel."

David turned around. "Hey you're up. You might want to get dressed or you'll be late to school."

"I thought I would've had to wait a day or so for you to register me," Rachel said, confused.

He shook his head. "No your mom took care of that already."

"Shelby," she corrected. He looked at her, confused. "She's not my mom, she's Marley's. She's not anyone but someone who had kid for two men and went on her way with their money."

"I'm sorry you feel that way Rachel," Shelby said, walking in from behind her. "But according to biology, I'm at least your birth mom."

"Yeah that's among the list of things I wish I could change," she replied, coldly. "I'm going to get dressed."

Seeing Shelby's crestfallen face, David walked over to her. "One day at a time. I think you should take them to school."

"You really think that's a good idea after that remark?"

He shrugged. "Got to break the ice sometime. Besides I don't think she'd take well to a new man in her life so soon after…you know."

She sighed. "I hate when you're right."

He kissed her before handing her a plate as Marley sighed. "Do I really have to help her out at school?"

Shelby looked at her. "I thought you were looking forward to helping her?"

"That was before I met her and found out she was such a bi-"

"Marley," David warned.

"Sorry but you have to admit this isn't what we were expecting when you agreed to take her in."

Shelby sighed. "I know how much you were looking forward to getting a sister and I realize this is kind of a letdown. But you have to keep in mind that Rachel just lost the people who raised her and is going through a lot right now. How would you feel if you lost Dad and I?"

Marley thought for a moment and sighed. "Okay I see your point. But that doesn't mean she has to make the situation harder with her attitude."

"People cope with grief in different ways and this is just Rachel's way of coping. It will get better, you'll see."

She hesitantly nodded. "Hope you're right."

David sent an approving nod to Shelby before grabbing an apple. "Okay I have to get going. Have a good day ladies and tell Rachel I said to have a good first day."

He kissed Shelby and kissed Marley on the forehead before walking out as Shelby sighed. "Rachel! We have to go or you'll be late."

Seconds later, she came down the stairs. "Wouldn't be the worst thing. I'm the new girl so I'm already off to a bad start."

"She's not wrong about that," Marley nodded as she got up to grab her backpack.

Shelby sighed as they finally left the house. Rachel stayed silent the entire car ride as she stared out the window and observed her new surroundings. While this may have been her home for right now, it wouldn't be her home for long.

When they got to the school, Shelby looked at Rachel. "Do you need me to go in with you?"

"I'm sixteen, the time to be a worried mother is over," she rolled her eyes as she got out of the car.

Marley looked at her mom and tried to smile. "It'll get better, right?"

"Right," Shelby smiled as she got out of the car. She took one last look at the girls before driving off.

Marley went to catch up with Rachel. "Do you need help finding your locker or anything?"

"Aren't you a freshman? How familiar are you with this place?" she asked, walking ahead of her.

"More familiar than you are. That's why you're walking in the wrong direction to your locker."

Rachel stopped and turned around. "Fine I guess I need your help."

The younger girl smirked and directed her to her locker. "You know, we're not all evil. I get that you're angry with my mom but my dad and I are completely innocent."

"Shows how much you really get," she mumbled.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Rachel sighed before looking at her. "You and your dad represent the life she went on and created after giving me away. Your perfect mom was so desperate for money that she accepted a job from my dads to have a baby for them and just disappear without leaving anything for me to at least know who she was. I was nothing but a way to get money for her which is why it was so easy for her to move on with your dad and have you just two years later. You and your dad may not have done anything intentionally but every time I look at you guys, that's all I see."

Marley stood there speechless as the bell rang and Rachel walked away. She didn't plan on unloading all of that on Marley but the girl was asking for it. Now she would probably have to deal with David and Shelby being pissed about upsetting her.

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After the conversation with Marley, the first half of the day was a blur for Rachel. She couldn't focus on anything the teachers were saying and by the time lunch came, she was actually happy for the break. As she stood in line, one of the cheerleaders in front of her left a wallet behind. As much as Rachel hated interacting with cheerleaders, her dads raised her to be kind and do the right thing.

"Hey!" she called, catching up to the group.

"Sorry we don't talk to midgets," the Latina smirked.

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes before holding up the wallet. "Someone missing this?"

One of the blonds stepped forward and took it. "Crap I keep doing this. Thanks."

"No problem."

"Okay she's actually starting to make me lose my appetite," the Latina said.

"Santana lay off," the blond replied before looking at Rachel. "You're new here, right? I think you're in my history class."

Santana rolled her eyes. "Okay let's go sit down before I actually throw up from this encounter."

As she and the other cheerleaders walked away, the blond turned to Rachel. "Sorry, Santana can be a bit…"

"Bitchy?" Rachel smirked. "Yeah I've noticed."

"I'm Quinn. You are?"

"Rachel. And yeah, I'm new. I'm surprised you even noticed me in your class, I sat all the way in the back."

Quinn shrugged. "I'm observant. Got anyone to sit with?"

Rachel looked around and saw Marley but she was with a group of friends. "Nope I guess not."

"Come on," she said, directing her to an empty table.

"Uh shouldn't you be sitting with your friends?"

Quinn shook her head. "I spend enough of my time with them." Seeing Rachel's confused and shocked expression, she laughed. "Not all cheerleaders are bitches. Some of us are actually nice."

"Okay," she said as they started eating their lunches.

"So where are you from?"

"Cincinnati. But I was born here."

"Sorry you got stuck here again. Lima isn't the coolest place to move to."

"Yeah it was definitely against my will. So what's with Santana? Is she always like that?"

Quinn nodded. "Yeah pretty much. You get used to it after a while." Rachel nodded before looking over at Marley's table and seeing her laugh with her friends. "Do you know her?"

"Yeah she's uh…" Not wanting to lie, she sighed. "She's kind of my sister, I guess."

"You guess?" Quinn raised an eyebrow.

"It's a long story. I just met her and I said some things to her this morning that might've been a little mean and I feel bad now."

"Oh well maybe you should talk to her. I mean if you just met, you don't want to mess things up with her already."

Rachel nodded as they continued with their lunch. She did feel bad about snapping on Marley when all she's done is try to help her make sense of this terrible situation. Her dads raised her to be better than that and she knew they would be disappointed in her. Plus, she couldn't deny that it would be nice to have someone to talk to in that house. Why shouldn't it be her own sister?

Later that night, Rachel went to Marley's room and stood in the doorway. "So where'd your parents get the name Marley from?"

She looked up from her book and hesitated before speaking. "They wanted something creative and different. And my dad's parents loved reggae music and listened to a lot of Bob Marley so they fell in love with the name. What about you? What made your dads name you Rachel?"

"They were big 'Friends' fans," she smirked before walking in and sitting across from Marley. "What I said this morning was kind of mean and I'm sorry. You're right, you didn't do anything to me so it isn't fair that I've been terrible to you."

Marley sighed. "Look I'm not even going to pretend to understand what you're going through because I can't. It's a pretty messed up situation and if it were me, I'd probably be handling it a lot worse. I just want to try to help make it less awful."

"Thanks," she smiled slightly. "You know what I realized? Before all of this, we were raised as only children. Neither one of us are really used to this whole sister thing but…I'm willing to try. I just got thrown into this new, bizarre situation and it would be nice if I had at least one person I can trust."

Marley smiled. "Well you can start with me."

Rachel smiled back as they started talking about her first day. Now that she had Marley on her side, it could either make dealing with Shelby and David easier or ten times harder. For the time being, she just wanted to focus on being a sister.

Puck comes in next chapter. Let me know your thoughts! Bye for now :)