I couldn't understand why Kennedy had wanted me at Carmel so badly. She had all the talent I had and I hated to say it but she even had a little more. I just didn't understand. After practice I stayed and talked to Dustin while Kennedy waited outside for me. We got everything straightened out. In the morning my dads would come down the the school and fill out some paper work and the rest would be taken care of.

I walked out and found Kennedy talking to one of the boys from Vocal Adrenaline. I walked up to her and they ended their conversation and then he left and she turned to me.

"So you are coming to Carmel?"

"It seems like it. I have a question for you though."

"What is it?"

"Why do you want me here?" She just smiled and then started to walk away. "Hey I want and answer."

"I know." She stopped and then looked at me. "Why do you think I want you here?"

"Possibly to screw over New Directions." She let out a small laugh.

"You think that they stand a chance against that machine in there? No that is not why I wanted you here. My reasons are more selfish."

"What are you talking about?"

"I hate singing Rachel." I could feel my jaw hit the floor. No daughter of Shelby's could hate singing, not with all the talent that I knew Kennedy had.

"What?"

"I mean it's nice and all but my mother pushes my so hard to be better that hate it. All I ever hear from her is how I'm not good enough. You know that last year she made me sway in the background while she gave Jesse everything. I have more talent than he had and yet I still wasn't good enough. Maybe I don't hate singing but I hate being here."

"Why don't you talk to her about it?"

"And say what? Mom I think that you make me hate singing? That would go over well."

"What about transferring?"

"No daughter of Shelby's attends a different school than Carmel..."

"I did."

"That's different."

"How?"

"You didn't know and she couldn't control that. She would never go for it."

"You're right. So how ticked off do you think she is going to be when she finds out I am going here?"

"Who said she was going to find out?"

"Well she works here so I assume that she will find out eventually..."

"Eventually maybe but as long as we can keep it a secret I think we should."

"You do realize that I have to take her choir class right?"

"No you don't."

"What are you talking about."

"Teachers are not allowed to teach their own children here. You will take the class as an independent study with me and Mr. Goolsby."

"Are you sure?"

"I will come early in the morning to help you straighten things out with registration just trust me on this one."

"Okay."

"So I guess this is the part where we leave and go home?"

"I am not looking forward to this part."

"You're not? Just remember I have to go home to Shelby and she knows I skipped school again."

"Yeah well I have to confront my dads about you."

"Well good luck with that."

"It should be fun."

"Hey give me your phone."

"What?"

"Just give it to me." I took out my phone and handed it to her and she played with it for a second and then handed it back to me.

"What did you do?"

"I put my cell phone number in your phone incase you need me to get you or something."

"Oh. Should I give you my number?"

"Just call me."

"Okay." I took out my phone and then called her and she saved my number.

We walked out to our cars and then looked at each other before getting in and leaving. I know that this was going to be hard for me but I also knew that this was going to be a lot harder for her.

As I pulled into the driveway I took a deep breath. It was going to be interesting trying to talk to my dads about Kennedy and wanting to go to Carmel. I know that they had kept it a secret from me for a reason but it was hard to tell what that reason could be.

I got out of my car and then walked inside. I know that this Vocal Adrenaline practice was nothing like the ones that I would be attending in the up coming days but I was tired. I walked up to the door and opened it. My dads were sitting on the couch talking when I walked in.

"Hi." i meekly offered as I walked over to them.

"Rachel do you know what time it is?"

"Now Liam I though we agreed not to jump down her throat as soon as she walked in the door. Now Rachel would you like to tell us what happened?"

"Well you know how I left early this morning because I had some business to take care of?"

"We remember."

"Well I went to Shelby's house."

"You what?" They sang out in unison.

"Yeah and I met someone there who was vary familiar to me..."

"Rachel I think we need to talk about..."

"My twin?"

"Yeah. Why don't you take a seat?" I walked over to an arm chair and sat down.

"What do you need to tell me?"

"When we agreed to have you we wanted you. We were so excited when you were born. As soon as they cleaned you off we got to hold you and that was the best moment in our life..."

"But it was a few minutes later that we were called into the delivery room again."

"As we walked in we heard the cries of another little girl and it was too much to handle. We had just gotten you and now they were telling us that you were a twin."

"We had contracted just one child and that was all we could handle so we let Shelby keep your sister."

"We were going to tell you..."

"When I turned eighteen?"

"Yeah."

"I wouldn't have wanted to wait until I was eighteen. At eighteen I am going to be moving and starting a career and a whole new life and you thought that eighteen would be the perfect year to throw the past into my face?"

"Rachel calm down..."

"No I will not calm down. After the day I had today I will not calm down..."

"What happened today?"

"Well I met my twin, she followed me to school, we sang and she is really good, and then I got slushied, my solo was given away in Glee, and I want to transfer to Carmel."

"You got slushied again?"

"Yes and I am tired of the harassment. Please let me transfer."

"Of course we will go down to the school in the morning and sign the papers but until then why don't you go up stairs and get ready for bed and then we will bring you up a glass of water to help you feel better."

"Alright." I got up from where I was sitting and then went up to my room.

I went over to my dresser and pulled out some pajamas that I had. They were normal cotton long pajamas. I put them on and then crawled into bed and looked out the window. Hopefully Kennedy's night was going okay.

I heard her car pull into the driveway and I debated on going to get the door from her but I figured that might be a little much. I waited and then heard the door slowly open and her try to sneak in without being heard. As she turned to go upstairs I made sure she knew she was caught.

"Kennedy I'm in here." I heard her sigh and then drop her bag and walk into the living room where I was sitting on the couch.

I motioned for her to sit on the couch next to me and she did. I could see that Kennedy wanted to do anything but talk to me but I also knew that her behavior was unacceptable. This was not the first time she had skipped school and she already had her warning which meant that there were consequences this time. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and brought her legs in front of her trying to distance herself from me.

"Where were you today?" She avoided my eyes.

"At school." I couldn't believe that she was trying to lie to me.

"Oh really? You see I never saw your car there and then when I checked with your teachers they said that you never showed so do you want to try the question again?"

"I never said I was at my school."

"Then what school were you at?"

"McKinley with Rachel." I could say anything. Of all places that she could have gone why did she have to go there. I took a deep breath and then continued.

"So does that mean everyone knows now?"

"I told them we were cousins."

"And they believed it?"

"I guess."

"Regardless you weren't in class today which means that there are going to be consequences. Give me your phone."

"What?"

"Kennedy."

"It's my phone."

"And now it's mine."

"You can't just take my phone!"

"I'm your mother and I bought it so yeah I can. Give it to me."

"No." Kennedy started to get up and I grabbed her arm.

"Beth is asleep and if you wake her up I promise you are going to wish you had just given me your phone."

"You realize that this whole thing is your fault?" She pulled her arm from my grip.

"Kennedy!"

"No if you had told me about Rachel when she showed up today I wouldn't have freaked out and I would have gone to school. I just can't believe that you want me to give you my phone when this whole thing is your fault."

"Kennedy just give me your phone."

"You want my phone?" She pulled it out of her pocket and threw it at me. "Then take it." She ran out the front door and by the time I had gotten outside I couldn't see where she was. I went back into the house and shut the door. I loved Kennedy to death but there were times that I wanted to strangle that girl. I walked back to the couch and sat down and picked up the phone that she had thrown at me. I started to flip through her pictures and I was starting to see why she didn't want to give me her phone.

There were pictures of her and Michael on her phone kissing. From the outfits she was wearing in the pictures it looked like this was a fairly new relationship. The more pictures I flipped through the more mad I got at her. I had told her numerous times not to get involved with certain people on Vocal Adrenaline and it seemed like she deliberately sought those people out. There were photos of her drinking and partying and a few other questionable photos on her phone. I put her phone down and rested my head in my hands. I knew that I was having a hard time with Kennedy but I never figured that it was this bad. If I had been able to keep her away from Jesse she wouldn't have these problems but I let both of my daughters get screwed up by him. Jesse was a great kid but he was too old for my girls and the pictures were proof of that. All I could do now though was wait until Kennedy came home again.

I walked over to the television and slipped in my DVD of Funny Girl and then settled back onto the couch and started to watch the movie.

I didn't know where I was running to but I was tired of fighting with my mom and I just wanted to get out of there. I had a right to be mad at her. What kind of mother would keep that kind of information from their daughter? I already felt replaced when she got Beth but now she didn't even tell me that I had a sister who was adopted when we were born. I ran down the street for a while and then sat on the edge of the road. I had no phone so I couldn't call someone to pick me up so I was at the mercy of the night but it was more fun that way.

I saw headlights coming down the street and when they saw me they came to a stop and I recognized Mr. Schuester from Rachel's school in the drivers seat.

"Kennedy?" He was squinting trying to get a better look at me.

"Yeah. It's me."

"What are you doing out here?"

"Not going home that's for sure."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No not really. I don't think you would understand."

"Want to try me?"

"Trust me it's complicated."

"Have you eaten?"

"No."

"Do you want to grab some dinner and talk about it?"

"I guess."

"Okay get in." I walked over to the car and got in. I knew if my mother could see me she would kill me right now. I was sure that she would have looked through my phone by now and she was not happy.

When I was in the car he took it out of park and then started to drive. He didn't say anything to me while he drove. I guess he knew that I wanted some time to myself which was right. I wasn't a huge feelings person, I got that from my mother. We both had an icy exterior that could get us anything we wanted and demanded respect but we both had problems expressing our feelings to other people, especially each other. He pulled into the parking lot of Breadsticks and then we got out and walked into the restaurant and were seated at a booth. I quickly glanced over the menu and settled on a plain salad and then set my menu down of the table. It was awkward sitting with him. He was so kind and he seemed to care about how I felt which was something that I was not used to. When he was done he put him menu down and smiled at me.

"So what is bothering you?"

"My mother."

"Which was why you were sitting on the edge of the road?"

"You're a smart one." I turned from him and looked around the restaurant. There were a few people around but no one that I knew. I turned back to Mr. Schue and smiled.

"I'm sorry. I'm just frustrated that is all."

"What happened?" I debated telling him and then decided to go for it, it's not like I could get in too much more trouble.

"Rachel is my twin sister and I found out about her this morning, no thanks to my mother."

"Um...wow. Wait so your mother is..."

"Shelby Corcoran."

"Wow."

"You like that word."

"Yeah, sorry. So did she tell Rachel?"

"No. Rachel showed up at our house this morning and I answered the door."

"That is some way to find out."

"Tell me about it."

"So you and your mother were fighting over that?"

"No she was mad because I skipped school."

"Carmel?"

"Yeah."

"I should have guessed."

"Don't blame yourself she is only mad because this was not the first time I had skipped."

"So when did you leave your house tonight?"

"After she took my phone."

"You got mad at her because she took your phone?"

"No I got mad at her because she has to control every aspect of my life."

"Like what?"

"Well I had to join glee because she wanted me to. I had to go to Carmel because that was where she wanted me to go. I had to stay away from the people she told me to stay away from. I couldn't date anyone she didn't approve of. I had to take dance, I had to take voice lessons, I had to do whatever she wanted me to do. I hate having to do what she tells me. I hate that she kept me away from Rachel because she didn't think that I should know. I hate that I am never good enough for her and I hate that she lets me know that I am not good enough for her, nothing I do is ever good enough. I can always do better in her eyes."

"Have you told her this?"

"Have you tried to talk to my mother?"

"Once or twice."

"And?"

"Well I could see how this hasn't been mentioned."

"Do you two know what you want to eat?" The waiter seemed to interrupt at the perfect time.

"I will have the pasta special and Kennedy what would you like?"

"I will have a salad with no dressing and no cheese."

"Okay I will be right out with that. Would you like some water?"

"Please." The waiter walked away and Mr. Schue turned to me again.

"So is that all?"

"For my anger yes but that isn't all that is on my mind."

"Well what else do you want to talk about?"

"You know your club treats Rachel like dirt and you don't do anything about it."

"That is a little harsh don't you think?"

"I was there one day and I saw it. How can you not see it?"

"What do you mean?"

"They make comments. They all hate her and you do nothing about the harassment she receives."

"I beg your pardon..."

"You know if I was Rachel I wouldn't stand for that type of treatment."

"Yeah well our glee club is a family and while some comments are made the kids make up with each other and there is no bad blood between them."

"You know I'm right."

"I think we should talk about something else."

"If you want to."

"I do. So what do you want to do with your life?"

"Nice change of topic."

"Thanks. So..."

"I have no idea."

"Seriously?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean I heard you sing today and you're good."

"So? Just because I am good it doesn't mean that I want to go and do Broadway or anything it just means that I am talented."

"I just thought that with Shelby as your mother... I get it now."

"Yeah I'm sure you do."

"You know with your talent you would have no problem making it on Broadway if you wanted to do that."

"Tell my mother that."

"She is just critical with you because she wants you to do your best."

"No she wants me to do what she couldn't. If I went to Broadway it would be to live out her dream not mine, at least I don't think that it is my dream. Not anymore anyway."

"You can't let her kill your dream. She may push you but just remember that if you moved to New York she wouldn't be there."

"That is true, I just don't know."

"Think about it."

"I will."

The waiter set our food on the table and we both stopped talking and ate what we ordered. He took his time eating his pasta while I picked at my salad. I know that he meant what he said about my talent but that was the first time I had heard that from an adult. Usually the only people saying that I was talented were my team mates.

When we were finished eating Mr. Schuester paid and then we walked out to his car. He got in and I hesitated before I decided to get in. When we were in the car he stopped before putting the car into reverse and looked at me.

"Are you ready to go home?"

"I don't really have a choice do I?"

"Not really. I am afraid that eleven is the latest I would keep you away from your house."

"I appreciate you stopping and then listening to me."

"It was my pleasure."

"So this thing with Rachel and I..."

"It's our little secret."

"Thank you." He nodded and then drove me home.

I got out and then walked up to the door and opened it quietly hoping that my mother had given up and gone to bed. I turned around and waved to Mr. Schue and then I closed the door behind me. I could hear Funny Girl playing in the living room so I just went straight upstairs. My mom didn't call me back down stairs so she must have been asleep. I went into my room and shut the door. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out some silk pajamas I had and changed into them and then went to bed trying to get some sleep being as tomorrow was bound to be a long day.

A/N: So I wanted to put a little bit of Kennedy in this chapter so you get to know her a little bit. Anyway I hope you liked this chapter, the next one is going to be school with Kennedy and Rachel with Shelby mixed in. Enjoy and please review!

-Katie!