Disclaimer: I don't own Glee if I did there would be Puckleberry and a lot more of shirtless Puck!
"VANESSA WAKE UP YOUR GOING TO BE LATE!" holy crap just take out a bullhorn and yell in my ear.
"Jeez dad don't use your inside voice" I muttered as I got out of my bed to wake up my cousin Josh. My aunt and uncle were always going places and ditching him so my dad just let him stay with us since the age of 10.
"Josh wake up, I want to pick up Rachel and then we can go to school!" I was so excited Rachel and I have been friends since grade two.
After getting dressed and eating Josh and I got in to my midnight black '69 Impala and sped all the way to the Berry residence.
"Ness, this is your first day at Rachel's school. I expect you to be a model citizen, I know you have a hard time making friends but don't make William McKinley into your personal battle zone please!" Josh begged me. The guy has a point... ehh following the rules is never any fun.
"I would never Joshua"
"You are going to get us in some deep shit and when that happens I'm the one that is going to be saying I told you so."
"And if that happens young grasshopper I will let you say it!"
Josh grimaced at me, the guy knew I had a different agenda. I wanted Rachel to look back at her high school years and have happy memories. I don't want her to look back and only remember asshole that were rude and disrespected her.
Just as I parked Rachel walked out of her house in one of her little plaid skirts with knee high socks and one of her infamous animal sweaters that had something resembling a my little pony on it.
"Berry we have got to get you some jeans!" I exclaimed exasperated, I don't know how many times I've tried to get Rachel to throw out her school girl meets grandma look for something that would really show the true her. I don't even know how we can be such opposite and still be friends sometimes.
"Vanessa when are you going to get over the fact that I don't want to dress as provocatively as you. I quite enjoy my skirts and sweaters they symbolize me very well!" Rachel said very matter-of-factly as she got into the back seat and put her seat belt on. I'm totally losing my bad ass cred with that sweater entering my muscle car.
"First of all did you call me a slut, and secondly what do you mean those sweaters "symbolize you very well" you look like an eighty year old that playing dress up with her grandkids in that get up!"
"I think she did call you a slut Ness" Rachel and Josh got into a fit of laughter, his masculine chortle and her girly giggle were an odd mix that went well together.
"Can we just be silent for the rest of the ride to school!" That didn't stop them if anything it just got them going more.
Finally I reached the rundown school that had a parking lot full with a variety of students. You had the jocks, the cheerleaders, nerds, hippies, and the drama kids. No matter what state you move to the cliques will always be the same at every school.
Josh was racing to the office like a chicken with their head cut off his ginger mop of hair flying back and contrasting with his pale skin. "Hurry up V! I don't want to be late on our first day! we have to get our schedules and find our lockers and classes!" That guy worried about everything.
"I feel ecstatic you two are going to enjoy this semester so much! What are you going to be doing for your audition Vanessa? I hope you do something from Wicked! I wouldn't mind at all to do back-up vocals!" that's Berry for you always wanting to know what I'm going to be singing. Even when we were in the middle of doing something else.
"Oh Josh your going the wrong way..." Berry threw a smirk she loved teasing Josh, that boy had no sense of direction at all.
"Hey Rachel Ms. Pillsbury is still the counsellor right?" I asked just as we walked out of the office after getting our schedules
"Yes, Ms. Pillsbury is absolutely superb! She led us to Sectionals. Now I have to get to my locker I've never been late to class before, see you two in class!"
Hmm lets see I have Math and Science with Rachel and Josh. I'd have to survive Art and English by myself but that wouldn't be so hard.
Before I made my way to my assigned locker I went to see Ms. Pillsbury or as I call her M. My mom and Ms. Pillsbury were best friends in high school so when she figured out she was pregnant M was the first to know and was made my godmother.
"M!"
"Vanessa! Oh it's so good to see you. Now on your fathers term no getting in to trouble or I'll have to tell him. Remember if you ever need anything just come meet me here."
"Yup M, see ya later!"
My first class was English the one class I was actually good at. Great the only seat left is next to the person with the freaky looking hawk, just my luck. As soon as she said we could listen to our iPod's I took my own out and started working on our essay of what we did over summer. Rachel has got me hooked on this song "Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond it's been her favorite song as of recent . Now freaky Mohawk guy is staring at me just great.
"What?"
"You like Neil Diamond?"
"Kinda, it's my best friend Rachel's all time favorite song and by association I have learned to love it" after I said that it looked like he was trying to be a fish by the way his mouth kept on opening and closing. he murmured something along the line of "she actually liked it" all I know is this dude needs some serious crazy pills and I got to find me another seat far away from him.
Math and Science was fun to an extent, I hate learning about cells dividing and graphing quadratic functions but I love some quality time with my favorite people. At lunch it finally occurred to me that people were giving us strange looks.
"Is there something on my face?" I asked to an especially rude person who was looking at me like I grew a third head. I understand we're the new kids but seriously we are not of a completely different species!
Finally the day was over and Rachel was leading me to the choir room for Glee practice where Josh was already waiting for us, how he found it all by himself I don't even know.
"Hey" some random jock called and I did the wrong thing by turning around. I was hit by something cold and orange, I really despise orange and the cold.
"Hey whatever you name is welcome to McKinley!" Just as I was about to right hook the bastard Rachel started dragging me to the change rooms.
"Dude your school is messed, I'm going to teach those douchewads a lesson just you wait! They are going to be sorry they messed with me!" I yelled while I was changing into Rachel's spare clothes.
"We have to get you some jeans 'cause I'm never ever wearing one of your skirts again. You know I'm like four inches taller than you and I'm wearing one of you long skirts!" on her it would've reached her knees on me it reached my fucking thigh! "Great I have to perform in a skirt and Berry there's no fucking way I'm wearing one of your granny sweaters pass me my jacket!"
"It's just a skirt and thanks for taking that slushy for me."
"Awe don't worry about it what are biffles for anyway!" I gave her my genuine smile. I can't believe she's been getting hit with those everyday! the small sad smile pulled at my itty bitty heart strings, yah these fuckers are going down for sure. No one messes with anyone I care about.
"Time to get to Glee practice we are already late." Rachel stated after taking a quick glance at her pink Hello Kitty watch.
"Kay let me just get the sheet music from my locker."
When we got to the choir room it felt odd everyone was staring at me and Rachel as though we were martians. As I looked around the room I noticed a great mix of students; there were kids wearing varsity jackets to a goth girls and a flamboyantly gay boy that was shooting spears into my head telepathically, what up his ass.
"My friends would like to audition for a part in Glee Club! They went to Potters Performing Art School in Seattle."
"Hello there I'm -" hey that's the guy that Ms. Pillsbury's been dating. What's up with the weird perm thing he's got going on? Oh crap he's staring at me I never finished introducing my self shit.
"This is Vanessa Martins!" Thank god for Berry always saving my ass.
"Hi..." I awkwardly finished my introduction with a wave. I must look so weird in a short ass Rachel Berry green plaid skirt and an animal sweater with a reindeer on it that I'm trying to cover with my leather jacket and long brown hair.
"Hello, I'm Joshua Martins! I'm Vanessa's cousin and an avid fan of music of all kinds." Oh yah he can be all cool as a cucumber since he's wearing his normal attire; a random band t-shirt and some jeans. His red mop of hair sitting on his head contrasting against his pale as snow skin and ice blue eyes. The Latina chick looks like she's in heat the second she pays attention to Josh.
"We have sheet music!" Josh gave the sheets to the band and did an amazing rendition of the song "All to Myself" by Marianas Trench. Once he was done I swear half the girls in that room where weak in the knees, I was definitely prepared to throw up.
Now it was my turn and I was prepared to blow the socks off these bitches. Wait freaky mohawk guy is in here, what the hell... I need to stop wondering why he's making googly eyes at the back of Berry's head and start this showstopper.
"Hey, Berry sing back-up!" And then we started singing.
I saw him dancing there by the record machine
I knew he must have been about 17
The beat was going strong, playing my favorite song
And I could tell it wouldn't be long till he was with me
Yeah with me
And I could tell it wouldn't be long till he was with me
Yeah with me
So put another dime in the jukebox baby Singin' I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox baby
I love rock and roll
So come on take some time and dance with me
*OWWW*
He smiled so I got up and asked for his name
but that don't matter he said cuz it's all the same
I said can I take ya home, where we can be alone
And next we're moving on and he was with me
Yeah me
And next we're moving on and he was with me
Yeah me
Singin'
I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox baby
I love rock and roll
So come on take some time and dance with m esaid can I take ya home where we can be alone
Next we're moving on and he was with me
Yeah me
and we'll be moving on and singing that same old song
Yeah with me
Singin'
I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox baby
I love rock and roll
So come on take some time and dance with me
Singin' I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox baby
I love rock and roll
So come on take some time and dance with me
Singin' I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox baby
I love rock and roll
So come on take some time and dance with me
Singin' I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox baby
I love rock and roll
So come on take some time and dance with me
Singin' I love rock and roll
I love rock and roll
So come on take some time and dance with me
"I think we just found ourselves two new Glee club members." The glee coach said with a smile that was bigger than Santa Claus.
"Yeah!" Rachel said with a big smile on her face rivaling his.
"You can all go home early today since its your first day back at school, have fun ad celebrate the beginning of a new school year."
That's how we ended up going to Rachel's house singing show tunes at the top of our lungs with not a care in the world.
AN: the song Vanessa ends up singing is I Love Rock and Roll by Joan Jett. I hope this makes up for the short blurb that I had for the prologue. This story takes place AFTER sectionals and its going to take place in Vanessa's head unless it says differently. Ms. Pillsbury went to high school in Seattle and became friends with Vanessa's mom that's how she knows her so well.
Update AN: Weo that took a long ass time to edit but I think it was worth it and was a very big improvement from before. As mentioned before a lot has happened since season one of Glee, there is the fact that Rachel and Kurt are now best friends and there is Blaine and a bunch of other crap. So my plan is if I continue on with this story is to slowly add in those things. Please review if I notice that people actually like this story i might keep this going if not I'm going to be gone another three years LOL.