"Rachel!"
Turning my the volume down from my music I finished putting the hair dryer back into my drawer. Turning off my lights and shutting my door I made my way down and saw my two fathers in the hallway putting on their shoes.
"Yes daddy?"
"Breakfast is ready" My dad, kissed my forehead "We have to head to work but we wanted to make you breakfast to start your day."
"Thank you"
"See you later tonight sweetheart" My other father kissed my temple before the two of them leaving. Going into the kitchen, the clock reading to that it was only six-thirty. Leaving me only a half hour to eat, get dressed and drive to school. Going in I see that all my days really did was cut me up some fruit put it into a bowl and toast some bread with peanut butter on top. Though I give them credit, they did make time to actually make me something for breakfast. Something they haven't really done in a while. It was a start to the many promises they swore to me, if I moved without complaining.
Taking the bread with me, I took a bit out of it going back into my. It was much larger than my room back in New York. But it defiantly wasn't my room yet. Granted, I've only been in this house for a week or so, I should have it looking amazing in a matter of days. Throwing the other piece of bread away, I went into my closet. Changing into the smocked denim skirt I had picked out the night before, that just about reached mid thigh that had a brown thin belt that matched perfectly with the sleeveless blouse I chose. Tucking the floral print blouse into my skirt, the only thing left was to put on my brown lace up flat boots. Leaving my hair down and natural, I hurried grabbing my purse and books from my desk, running down the stairs.
Walking down the sidewalk, I saw a few people standing at the bus stop waiting. Sitting on the bench I shoved the books that would fit into my purse.
"Rachel" Hearing my name I looked around to see who was calling it. "Rachel over to your left"
Looking that way I see Kurt and Mercedes waving to me from what seems to be her car since she was the one driving. Putting my bag over my shoulder I walked over, getting into the back.
"Hey" I replied to them getting my seat belt "Thanks for the ride"
"Like we were going to make you ride the bus" Mercedes scoffed putting the car in drive and going down the road.
"I have a car, it's just hasn't arrived yet. My dad's arranged it to be shipped but it's been a week so it should be coming soon"
"Well whenever you don't feel like riding to school alone, just let us know we take turns using cars"
"The same" I offered to them getting out my cell phone handing it to Kurt "If you want to, you can put you and Mercedes numbers in there. If we are going shopping than I will have both of your numbers"
Pulling up to the school, Mercedes pulled into the parking lot and into a space. Kurt opened the door getting out, giving me my phone as I stepped out as well. Putting it into my pocket, walking into the school with my new friends. Opening the door, I look around. Being in this school for only one full day, I can defiantly tell that this different than my old school. Boys dressed in Letterman jackets and girls in matching red uniforms. People at my old school dressed like they had no style and like they just got off the streets. Most of them did, but still McKinley was a lot different.
Seeing the girl from yesterday, I immediately reminded myself to remember to bring her dress to her tomorrow. I had my dad's wash it the night before, explaining to them that I had spilled my lunch on myself, there was no way I was going to tell them I got a slushy welcome on my first day.
"Come this way, it's faster" Kurt waved me down "Class starts in like three minutes and by the time you get to your locker your going to have no time to get to class"
Picking up the pace, Kurt had me at my locker in no time and in class right before the bell rang. My spot from the previous day was taken, leaving me with the only seat open which was all the way in the back. Not something I was happy with, but took it anyway. Hooking my purse onto the back of my desk, I grabbed a pen out ready for the first day of real class to begin.
"Huh" I heard a voice next to me, too close. Shifting my attention I see the saw guy with the mohawk next to me and the cheerleader in front of him looking at me. "Looks like someones trying to fit in now"
"Excuse me?" I asked, the girl pointing to the desk "Oh, there were no other empty seats. Guess I shouldn't be late to class"
"Look, word of advice new girl" The latino started
"Rachel"
"Whatever" The girl rolled her eyes "You should sit in the right places if you want to meet the right people"
"And who are these so called right people"
"Us" The blonde from yesterday turned around, I didn't even notice that she was in this class "Stop being rude Santana. She's new here and from what I heard you come from New York right?"
"Correct"
"Which means she probably has a lot of style and interesting qualities. Don't rag on her just because Rachel sat in the front of the class, wouldn't you on your first day?"
The girl, who Quinn had given a name, Santana stared me down, turning around in her seat.
"Your hot when you get defensive" The mohawk guy winked at Quinn, who just looked at him with sheer disgust giving me the impression that she was not interested.
"I don't think Sam would be too happy with you winking at me, Puckerman" Quinn snapped at him " Let alone calling me hot at the same time"
"Does it look like I care what Sam thinks" The Puckerman character retaliated, looking like Quinn was going to say something else Mr. Shuester came into the classroom ending things before they even really got started. The first homework assignment of the semester was distributed and it felt like the beginning of a long semester. Just because I wanted good grades and scholarship to New York University or the school of my dreams, Julliard didn't mean that I enjoyed working for it. In fact school work and grades were on the least on my mind back in New York. I didn't care because I was in New York it was expected for my dads to let me go there, but now here in Lima I had to work to get there.
"Quinn" I called out right before she left the classroom, catching up to her I smiled "Thanks for that back there, you didn't have to do that"
"It's no big deal" She smiled
"I washed your dress, I just accidentally left it at home. I was running late this morning and didn't have a chance to grab it from the laundry room"
"Keep it, think of it as a welcome gift from me to you" She started walking out into the hallway, turning to look at me. "You seem like a cool person to get to know Rachel. Even if your animal sweaters are a little ridiculous"
Another friend made, I felt accomplished. Back in New York I wasn't the girl with a lot of friends, mostly because I took away from their talent. But here, I didn't have to worry about that. There were no Broadway stars in the making, just me and well Kurt but that's a whole other story. It felt good to finally have people my age to talk to and not just janitors who were cleaning the room as you sang alone in an auditorium. Though Tommy, my favorite janitor told me I was the best singer in the whole school, but I did think he drank in the closet most of the time. Anyway, it's just nice to be welcomed.
Making my way to my next class, my heart raced when I saw the same two guys from yesterday holding a cup in each of their hands. Turning around to make a dash the opposite way, I didn't see that anyone was behind me and crashed right into a really tall guy. Books falling to the floor, I looked around and saw the biggest of the two looking around. Keeping my head low and hair covering my face I picked up my books only to find someone helping me.
"I am so sorry" I stacked all my books together "I have a welcome committee who seems to think every time they see me they need to give me a slushy"
My English book was held out for me to take.
"Thank you" I smiled noticing that it was the same guy who tripped over my purse yesterday in math class. "Seems like we're both clumsy"
"Seems like it" He laughed holding out his hand, taking it I was easily lifted off the ground. Peeking over his shoulder I saw the two boys round the corner. The tall boy looked over his shoulder too, just seeing the two go out of sigh
"My welcome committee decided to go to class I guess" I chuckled trying to make a joke out of the embarrassing situation
"Azimo and Karosky?" The boy pointed with is thumb "They're jerks, not the best people to be friends with. But you don't want to get on their bad side, that's for sure"
"I didn't even do anything to them, I was standing in the hallways with one my friends I met yesterday and they threw one on me and him!"
It wasn't until the boy entered the classroom that I noticed we had began walking . "Well just try to avoid him, they will find someone new soon enough"
He sat his book bag on the desk he sat in the day before. "I"m Finn"
"Rachel"
"Rachel!" My name repeated as I turned around to see Kurt come over and hug me, Mercedes laughing smiling at me as Kurt let go, going to his seat. Looking a little with my eyes, the boy (Finn) who I had been talking to just a few short seconds ago was getting adjusted in his seat. As he looked up, a confused look on his face I just smiled. A few short seconds later a smile appeared on his face as well.
Another friend, I am on a roll.
...FindWhoYouAre...
"Knock, knock"
"Hey daddy" Putting my pencil down on my desk, looking at the clock on my dresser reading '9:12' "You two are getting home late"
"Sorry about that princess" My dad said coming in my room "We just wanted to thank you for fixing dinner and sorry for not making it home earlier to eat it with you. Work was rough tonight"
"Did you two enjoy it?" I asked
"Very delicious" My dad said, my daddy nodding agreeing with what he said "I think your father and I are going to call it a night. We have work early in the morning and like we said it was pretty rough"
"Well relax and go take it easy" I got up hugging my fathers good night before closing the door behind him. Finishing up on some of my homework assignments I put my books away. Doing to the same routine, I picked out my clothes got in the shower and grabbed my notebook. Titling the top of the page as :
Top things to do this senior year:
1. Have a sleepover
2. Get a part time job
I was going to have to get a job if I'm getting my car, I don't want to have to support on my fathers for anything. I need to prove that I can go to New York all on my own, and doing that includes money as well.
3. Camp out in my backyard
4. Open myself up to new movies, not just musicals
5. Volunteer at an animal shelter
6. Learn how to work a professional camera
7. Watch a baseball game/football game/basketball game/soccer game
8. Go to the zoo
9. Learn how to bowl
10. Take a yoga class
Something I've been considering for a while now, just never had the time too back in New York.
11. Learn how to fish
12. Go to any concert, preferably for a band that's not really known
13. Ride my bike around the entire town
14. Take a cake decorating class
15. Swim in a lake
16. Build a snow cave
17. Lay around all day watching musicals
18. Play in mud or rain, both if possible
19. Go to a high school party
20. Get something pierced
Staring at my list, I was truly happy with how it turned out. If I could accomplish everything on this list I truly could find myself enjoying this year. Tearing out the page, I fold it up putting it into my purse. Climbing into my bed, I turned the light off snuggling into my pillows and blankets. Tomorrow would be the start of completing my list. Of finding myself and doing things for me.
Tomorrow is the start of the new Rachel Berry, well improved. A one Rachel Berry with new experiences and getting myself out there having fun being a real teenager. I am determined to make Lima, Ohio my playground.
So I've decided to change the plot of the story a little, based on the list above you. So hopefully you all enjoy this. 5 reviews before the next chapter. Don't worry about me neglecting 'Concret Jungle of Dreams' I am writing that at the same time!