A/N: GLEE 3D IN 5 DAYS .GOD! Oh, soo sorry I haven't written in FOREVER. But, Im very busy. So, this is going to be starting the plan, Im so very excited! This is not betaed, I wanted to do this on my own to see my strengths and such. Everyone makes mistakes, so point them out! Shanks, Me. Oh and Rachel is slightly OOC, but she needs to mellow out for ths fic. *Some things written in text or in email in this chapter are intetionaly spelled incorrect*

Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Glee, but hey...just wait. Right... :P Also, if I mention anything else, I of course, am not in ownership.

Chapter 2: Shopping Spree

Rachel woke up at 7:00 am to the annoying, loud beeps of her alarm clock. She rolled out of her bed and began to get dressed. After 10 minutes of rummaging through her closet, she finally decided on a soft green dress that had lace along the bottom. The dress stopped slightly beow her knee cap. She braided her hair to the side, and began to put on some make-up, but quickly decided that if she did get her make over, she would have to take all of it off. So she instead got her piece of paper from her notebook with the plan on it, and put it in her small white purse to match the dress. She went to her bag and dug out her simple white flats with a pink bow on the curve by her pinky toe. When she put some money into her purse, she took one last look in the mirror on her dresser before heading to the kitchen down stairs to her aunts lovely kitchen.

When she got there her Aunt Sally was reaching into her cupboard to get cereal for Amber, while Kimberly's toast popped up from the warm toaster making all for girls jump in their place.

"Good morning girls, morning Aunt Sally!"

"Morning Rachie" both girls said in uniscent as Aunt Sally hugged her good-morning.

"Rachel, do you mind grabbing Amber some milk?" Aunt Sally asked while grabbing a plate for Kimberly to put her toast on.

"Mhm, no problem, I think I might have some as well."

Rachel went to the fridge to get milk for Amber and got a bowl for cereal for herself. The four of them all sat at the breakfast bar chatting while they ate. The noise outside wasn't as relaxing as in Lima, but Rachel's relatives seem to ignore it. Meanwhile, she couldn't think straight with all the horns beeping, people shouting, and everything else that was New York's loud, busy company.

"Well, I have to take the girls to school, Rachel you have a hair appointment at 10 this morning, I took a look at your hair, the appointment will do you some justice" her Aunt Sally informed her with no subtleness whatsoever.

Sally informed her of where it was and how much she should expect it to cost. She said that she hadn't meant to be blunt, but had no paitence this morning do to a change in her work schedual for the day ahead.

"Okay, thanks Aunt Sally, I was plannning on getting it cut sometime anyways, you just helped me do the chore" Rachel said taking into thought that her aunt was so much like a mother to her. Which really helped with Rachels' growing up, she needed a mother for reasurance.

Rachel cleaned up her breakfast that had taken half an hour to eat, and began to walk into the living room. Her cousins ran in with their pigtail braids flopping on their shoulders to say bye to her and that they woud see her after school. Rachel was looking in her purse for her phone to call her Dad, when she heard Aunt Sally yell to her she was taking the girls to school, then was working untill five. She said the nanny would get the girls from school and stay with them until someone got home. She finally found her phone and called her Dad and told him she was settled in at the house, and was planning on exploring the local sights while she was enjoying some time to herself. He made sure to give her a speech about staying safe, and calling around lunch to check in with him, she tried to tell him she would forget, but he would have no excuses from her. She still had some time so she said good-bye to her Dad, and planned to call Daddy later after she was informed that he was on a buissness trip until tomorrow morning. She went to her aunts den that had bright blue walls, and a giant apple computer, she had expected nothing less from her aunt that provided everything she could for her girls, and sometimes herself as well. She planned to email Mike after she looked on FaceBook to see how school was going. She finally finished, and started on her email.

Mike,

How are you? I am following your rules and emailing you for the first time! I miss you already, :(. I hope your having fun...at school. Tell Tina to call me with her answer. You better ask her today about the party at Finn's! Today I have a day to myself, and expect you to call. Mainley becauseif you don't I might just cry. I hope not. I'm enjoying myself so far, I can see your face grinning because your thinking, gawd Rach, you have only been there to sleep..., but I love my aunt and cousins, thats all. Tell Noah Im not upset with him, just annoyed that he suddenly cares. Also that he can call me today. I will be pretty lonely. Theres that grin again... Well, Im getting my hair cut soon, suprisse!, so I have to go try to, probably fail, get a cab to leave though.

Love, Rach xoxo

She clicked send, and hoped she would at least get a text today from him. She felt good that she didn't put a lovley star next to her name, just hugs and kisses, and that she wasn't fixing every typing error she made. She does miss her friends, or friend rather, already. She thinks to herself, its going to be a very long week. She checked the clock to realize it was already 9:30, so she needed to go to the barber shop to get the new Rachel hair cut she'd been looking foward to.

She shut down the computer and double checked her phone to see if she had any text messages yet. She had none, so she put it in her purse, locked the red front door, and called for a taxi. After being passed up by ten cabs, she finally got one, and gave the sweet girl driving her destination. After driving for ten minutes, she thanks the girl, gets out her wallet and pays the girl $15, and steps out onto the busy sidewalk, and into the salon that had bright colors exploding within it.

She told the blonde at the front desk her name, and was motioned to the third seat down, and immediatly was taken care of a tall red head, whose name was Laura. She had her hair washed, and told Laura she wanted it to be just above her shoulders, and bangs sweeping off to the left of her face, and Laura did it with simplicity in her hands and a smile upon her delicate face. She was told she had 4 inches cut off, and was done unless she wanted it to be dyed. After answering with a swift 'no', she reached the counter, and thanked Laura for the excellent job. She was billed $25, as expected and was glad she could cross one thing off of her list to-do these next two weeks.

Rachel stepped out of the salon, and onto the calmer streets, with only random people walking around, mostly tourists and shoppers. Her next chore for her day was to go see a Broadway stage. She was extremely nervous, but didn't find herself to be at all anxious to get into the auditorium, and see the big, famous stage.

Rachel began to walk towards the building that was only 5 blocks away, and felt very intimidated when she looked up to the giant poster advertising Wicked on the side of the building. That was her absolute favorite play, but she didn't have the feeling that she wanted to be up on the poster in the future for people like her current self to gape at. She decided to finish up her moment of awe and step inside to feel the imagenary crowds love for herself, jumping from the seats that filled the room. She went on to the stage to feel the magic she was expecting. The problem was that she didn't have the feeling of warmth she had been creating since she was 4 years old in the small town of Lima, Ohio. So, instead of just walking out of her fantasy, her dream, she decided to belt out the lovely Barbra song, Don't Rain On My Parade, her only problem being she could only think of people she loved that watched her sing the song in Glee, not about the people bursting with awe at her on Broadway, not her playing Maria in West Side Story, nothing. She felt lost, and called her Aunt for advice like it was any other day. Her phone rang several times before it went to voicemail. So, instead she texted Mike to ask.

Me: I am on the stage where they played Wicked, I even sang, but I only feel the emptiness in my heart. I feel like I'm in the entirely wrong place. Please help! *

Mike: well maybe you are not meant to be on stage hun, did you do barbra? she always works for ya.

Me: Yes. I did a Barbra song, I just feel like I don't want it as bad as I should. I think I may be done with Broadway fantasies. :( *

Mike: I think that you should do what you think is best, maybe you can still sing, but not go to Broadway, teach, open a dance school. Anything you want Rach :?

Me: Thank you Mike, I think I am calling Broadway out, its not a dream, it was. *

Mike: Okay, sanks for the email. reply soon :D

Me: Mkay Mike. Tell everyone I say hello :). Dance and singing school? okay. :? *

After she clarified her Broadway dream that she was 99.9% sure about isn't in existence anymore, she was still happy to be in New York. Her next stop would be going to the store to buy more make-up that went along with a typical 15 year old would own. She did that with ease, considering that she had most of the eye-shadow and some blush. All she really needed was lip-gloss, eyeliner, and mascara. She was also on the step to buy new clothes. She was given a lot of money from her fathers to buy things, and try to pay her aunt for the troubles. She new her Aunt Sally wouldn't take one bit of the money, so she saved some of it for the fact of her being kind, but a quarter of it she spent on her new wardrobe. She went to American Eagle, Aeropostale, Holister, and Pac Sun, thinking of things her peers wore on a day-to-day basis. She bought items such as shorts- denim and cotten, shirts- v-necks, tanks, tee shirts, and others, jeans- skinny mostly, and dresses of all asorts. Her new clothes were colorful, tasteful, and everything in between. She also bought a range of accesories like sun-glasses, shoes, purses, and a new back pack. She felt so different, yet herself in a new dimension. By the end of the day she had completed just 5 things on her list to change. She hoped it would help her out, she was still Rachel Berry, but better, if that were possible.

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When Rachel reached her temporary home, the girls were quietly doing their homework together as she walked through the door. The nanny told her they were very well behaved today for what little time they had been with her. She thanked the old woman who seemed to be in her late 60's, and wore much to formal wear for a nanny. But Rachel knew that most everyone has their own little kwirks about them, even herself. She walked into the kitchen to find Amber frustrated with her advanced math, while Kimberly flew about her history homework. She told them she would be in her room putting away her abundance of bags, and would be glad to help if they needed it.

She was just about finished with her bags, she decided to wash the clothes before she wore them, and put most everything else in her suitcase so she could have it ready for school in a few days. That was when Amber flew up the stairs and into her room to get help with her math that she was continuously working on since Rachel got home a half hour ago. She helped her finish in about 10 minutes and sent Amber back to the dining room to finish. Jut around 4:30 she got a call from her aunt to begin making the salads for dinner. They were going to have chicken salads tonight, but Rachel could have regular salad if it was to much just yet. She decided she would try a little, but may not have the whole piece of chicken in her salad. Her aunt finished the directions and told her she would be home between 5:30 and 6:00 depending on the amount of traffic on her way through the busy streets of New York.

Rachel could the chicken, and got out some things for in their salads when she heard a chorus of shouting that Aunt Sally was home, and she ran to say hello. The girls were gitty that their mother was home until she put on a serious look and said to set the table for dinner. Rachel silently chuckled to herself about the moans her aunt was given in return. Instead of sitting she wandered back into the kitchen to finish, when she called everyone to the table. Throughout dinner they talked about the girls school day, and how Sally's work day was, when suddenly, her Aunt Sally lookoed shocked.

"Rachel, you really got a lot of your hair off today!"

"Oh, Rachie I didn't even notice, it looks really cute!" AMber commented after her mother.

"I really like it to Rachie, its totaly different than your normal hair!" Kimberly soon added.

"Well, I'm glad you liked it, I forgot all about it too, it is so much lighter on my back than normal." Rachel finally managed to squeeze in. She then talked about her day, and noted silently that she felt like she was important, with the girls listening so intently, and her aunt commenting. It was much different from being at her home, where she typically ate alone, since both her dads worked so much. When they had off, she had Glee so she didn't really have anyone to vent to, or talk about her day.

After dinner both girls watched a movie with her Aunt Sally while Rachel relaxed in her warm bath, that smelled like warm vanilla sugar from the bath salts she put in. She took half an hour to warm herself, then got finished up, and put on her bathrobe and went into her room and put on her pj's that were made up of plane cotten shorts and a old t-shirt of Finn's. Despite their break-up, they were still civil and he didn't force her to return his shelf of things in her closet. After she was ready for bed she went down stairs to say goodnight, and explained that she had had a long day to the girls after they asked why she was going to bed when they were and not late. She decended up the stairs and fell back into her comforter before finally texting Noah to say she was okay like she agreed to. Then she pulled back the covers craweled under them, and as soon as she drifted off to sleep she had the same dream of the girl walking through the hallways.

She was tan, had on denim shorts and a soft green aeropostal shirt. She was wearing Black Ray Ban sunglasses...

A/N: Soo, how was it? I think I like this chapter, because I know how Rachel will be. So please review, and don't worry about being negative, because it only makes me work harder :P...

~Me :)