A/N: Sooo... This chapter will be ALOT longer! Promise.(: I plan on making Quinn just a minor character in the story. But her chapters WILL have significance in the story. Okay then... On with the story! (:

Oh... And I don't own Glee! :P

Taking My Socks Off

Chapter 2

Rachel POV

"I am NOT crazy. I'm just a little... Mixed up right now. And if it really is such a big deal, I'll explain it to you. And THEN, you might realize that I AM NOT CRAZY!"

I'm sitting here, in my all-pink room, pacing on my white fuzzy carpet, talking to my stuffed animals. So... Maybe I AM a little crazy. But EVERYONE is at least a little crazy, right? Well at least I think so.

Anyway, today, at my weekly therapy appointment, I told Dr. Quinn that I've been making tremendous progress. She was proud, and she asked what I did to help myself gain more confidence. So, I was honest. I simply told her, "I took my socks off." She then proceeded to asks me if I was on any form of drugs, which obviously I am not. Drugs are for people that are too dull to create their own happiness. Is it really so hard to believe that my methods of making myself feel less self-concious may not be exactly considered 'normal'? Don't get me wrong, Dr. Quinn is an AMAZING therapist, I just thought that she might have a little more faith in me.

"Would you like to know what I mean by taking my socks off?" I ask my little furry audience. "Well then here it goes..."

"I was laying in my sleeping bag, due to the fact that I was in the middle of my slumber party with my junior high friends. I thought I would look cute in the morning if I kept my Spiderman socks on throughout the night. (Plus, I always get scared when people see my feet, I think they're weird looking. I wouldn't want people to stare.) And that's when I realized it; I care WAY too much about what other people think of me. I'm letting the opinions of almost strangers determine my entire life. So, I did what I need to to get rid of that feeling. I took my socks off."

"See? It's really not that long of a story. And it actually makes sense now, doesn't it? But people still make fun of me... I just want it to stop. OH! I GOT IT! I'll transfer schools. I mean, it's not like I have any friends at McKinley. It's the PERFECT idea! Carmel. I've ALWAYS wanted to go there. And Vocal Adrenaline is the best group in the U.S. It's a flawless plan. I'll get a new start. And this time I won't just be the girl who goes to the auditorium at lunch to cry, I'll be Rachel. Rachel Barbra Berry."

Nothing can go wrong, right?

Suddenly, I hear the front door swoosh open. I immediately rush down the stairs to greet my two favorite people.

"Dad! Daddy! I want to transfer to Carmel High," I ask, even before saying hello.

The look on their faces leads me to believe that I won't get what I want this time, so I start monologue-ing before they have a chance to say no. I decide to use some of my earlier speech for my stuffed animals.

"It's just that... Vocal Adrenaline has the BEST glee club in the ENTIRE U.S.! And I think that my self esteem level would go through the roof if I wasn't constantly surrounded by the people that make fun of me most. I want to get a fresh start. That way, I can be whoever I want to be now, not just the girl that cries in the auditorium at lunch. You can AT LEAST give me that, can't you?" I show them my puppy dog eyes and saddest facial expression, knowing that they can't turn me down when I beg.

"Well, I guess we can make that happen, right Leroy?" Daddy asks.

Dad nods, and I immediately jump into their arms like the three year old I want to go back to being. Well, I guess this was easier than I thought it would be. They get to sign all the paperwork, and talk to all of my current teachers, so all I have to do get excited!

Great. Now I feel like a 7 years old when she talks about barbies.

Three weeks later

Oh my God. He's about to walk by me. What do I do?

I check my hair in the mirror, and try different smiles that may seem sexy, but not desperate.

Gosh, I'm CRAZY about him! His eyes... I could get lost in them. His smile, I would be ALL OVER those lips if I had the chance! And his hair... It drives me insane. He's perfect. There's absolutely nothing wrong with him.

As he passes by, I flash my smile, and he walks over.

Yes! He FINALLY noticed me! I think to myself. But that's when walks right by me to his English class. Well, so much for getting my man today...

Jessie St. James. Leader of Vocal Adrenaline, and #1 on my to do list... But he never even notices me. It SUCKS! I want him to be mine. Ever since I transferred to Carmel, he's been invading my thoughts, journal entries, and even my DREAMS for crying out loud! I can't take it.

I've got to get over him. Fast. And Sam Evans is going to help me do that.

He's my best friend. Of all time. I've known him since I was five. We shared gummy worms on the playground in kindergarten. (I always brought them in my Barbra Streisand lunchbox. Yes, even as a kid, I was obsessed.) I noticed that his mouth was abnormally large, so we had a contest. We tried to see who could fit more gummy worms in their mouth. Me, I got up to 12 and started choking. He stayed strong until 27. I had to admit, I was pretty impressed with his skills. It's obvious that that takes talent. So, I granted him with the opportunity to be my friend. We've been inseperable ever since.

He's going to be my fake boyfriend. That's all I need to finally get over Jessie, right? And Sam picks me up every afternoon, so I can ask him to help me then. He won't say no, of course. I mean, we're best friends. He would do anything for me. I just have to ask him the right way, so he doesn't think I'm on drugs, too.

2 hours later

Okay. He's pulling up now. This is where I get his help.

I open the car door of his Jeep and climb inside. He's about to pull way when I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Next think you know, we're at my house.

Did I really fall asleep?

"Sam?" I say as we walk up to my room.

"Yeah, Rach?" He smiles.

"Will you pretend to be my boyfriend while I get over Jessie?"

So I'm gonna stop right here! And I might even do a few Sam POV chapters. (: But the next chapter will be Jessie! Hoped you guys liked it. Read and review please! Until next time...3

-Alex