Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Rachel's first day of school is in this chapter.
Blood was pounding in her head. Her breathing was ragged and loud. She needed to be careful. She was running through a hallway, quickly turning corners. She had the urge to look behind her, but she didn't dare. Someone was chasing her. Her radio was broken, she couldn't find her gun and she was pretty sure that whoever was chasing her could win in a fight. She ran through the corridors and pushed her way into an office. Dropping to her knees, she crawled underneath the nearest desk, not knowing what to do. Footsteps neared her. She held her breath, terrified to what might come. Suddenly, rough hands grabbed her arm, pulling her out from underneath the desk. One hand clutched her throat while the other covered her eyes. She felt hot breath on her ear as her throat was pinched tighter.
"Don't you dare move, you bitch!" The voice said in her ear.
Wait a second, that voice. She knew that voice! It was her voice! She was after herself! She struggled against the hold but her neck was only squeezed tighter. Her hands clawed at her attacker's face but nothing happened.
"I said not to move!" Her voice angrily replied. She felt her head turn to the right and heard a snap. Everything went black.
Rachel bolted up in a cold sweat. She died. She had killed herself in her own dream. Rachel had to shake off the horror of the dream. Looking around this blank room, she remembered, it was her first day of school. Kicking off her cold sheets she got out of bed. Walking into her bathroom she noticed everything was pink. Rachel was a pink person. It made her smile to see something that made her happy again. She showered quickly and went back into her room to see the new clothes that were purchased for her. Rachel would normally wear cute sundresses and sweaters with animals on them. But when she saw the contents of her suitcase, she soon realized that she wouldn't be in her own comfort zone. On top of all her new clothes, there was a note from Shelby. I put some pictures together of how these outfits should be worn. Rachel smiled at the note. Shelby was always looking out for her. Picking her outfit out for the day she looked at herself in the mirror. She wore tight light wash blue jeggings and a flowy white top. She left her hair down, not used to the extra weight yet. She pulled on some simple heels, grabbed her bag and walked downstairs.
"Rachel" said Leroy, "I trust you found everything in the bathroom okay?"
"Yes Leroy, thank you" Rachel replied. Grabbing her coat she ran out the house. It was mid-October so she would be arriving in the middle of the semester. She would be attending William McKinely High School. She was not excited, actually Rachel was terrified. She hated social interaction. Being a character was much easier than being herself. Joining the FBI at the age of eleven was tough. She never had a real family. She lived in a foster home until one day when Shelby came and took her to the FBI training academy. That became her home. She made friends with Brody right away. They remained friends. She swallowed, her throat tight. She missed Brody, but they weren't allowed contact. He was her best friend, her only family and she couldn't see him. Shaking it off, Rachel arrived at the front of her school.
That main office was right there when she walked in and the secretary was hardly friendly. Receiving her schedule and locker number, she ventured out into the crowed hallways. People stared at her as she walked by. But Rachel was determined to be strong. Finding her locker, she tried the combination twice. Looking around, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Trying a thrid time, she opened her locker, only to find a dead doll hanging by its neck in the empty locker. Rachel looked around, and she saw some cheerleaders giggling and whispering, looking at her. Rachel ignored the kids and deposited her things inside. Closing the locker she walked past the cheerleaders disappointed faces.
Finding her first class she sat down in the back. A tall lanky pale boy sat on her right and a large black girl sat on her left.
"Hi! I'm Kurt, that's Mercedes!" The boy said. He had a high voice and a strange sense of style. He seemed nice though.
"I'm Rachel" she replied, completely monotone. She smiled a little, not knowing what to say.
"Well you are new and you seem nice" Mercedes said. "Kurt and I decided to get to you first before you were corrupted by the Cheerios"
"Cheerios?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah, they are the cheerleaders here. Total demons in short skirts. The head demon, Sue Sylvester. She is the cheerleading coach" answered Kurt.
"Oh! Sounds... terrible?" Rachel said.
"Yeah, the definitely are!" Mercedes replied.
"I think those girls hung a doll by its neck in my locker today" Rachel suggested.
"Well what did you do about it?" Kurt asked her. She noticed their body language had changed when they started discussing the Cheerios. They began to stiffen up. Rachel didn't want them to be angry, so changing the subject was a smart option.
"I just ignored it. I didn't give them the satisfaction" Rachel replied and turned to Mercedes. "I love your name! It's so original!" With that the subject was changed. They continued to talk throughout class, while working of course. When the second period bell rang Rachel found herself floundering, looking for her map.
"What do you have next?" Kurt asked her.
"Oh I have English" Rachel replied, still looking for her map.
"French is right next door! I'll take you there" Said Kurt, looping his arm through hers and walked down the hall. He started going on about latest fashion trends and cool new music.
"Rachel? Do you sing?" Kurt asked her. They were almost to her english classroom.
"Well not really" she replied honestly. "I have never really sang before"
"Oh well you should sing for me one time" he said. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered "I'm kind of the best in Glee club here, and if I think you are good, well you should join!" Rachel rolled her eyes, smirking at him. She really liked Kurt. He was really funny.
"Maybe one day Kurt" she replied.
"You know what Rachel? There is a Glee Club meeting after school today! I'll meet you by your locker and we will go! It is decided!" Kurt declared. They then arrived at her english class, and before Rachel could reply to his comment about Glee Club, he pushed her into the classroom and walked away. Rachel stood there adjusting her shirt. Looking up, she saw that all the seats in class had been taken. There was one empty seat in the back corner. Rachel made a beeline for it. Successfully making it there before class officially started, she tentatively looked left to see who was next to her. Turning her head, there was a tall boy sitting there. He had to be at least six feet! He was super muscular. Staring at his face Rachel noticed his beautiful amber eyes. Noticing she was staring, she turned her head to face the front. The teacher walked in and the class quieted down.
"Alright class! Today we have a brand new student!" the teacher announced. Rachel froze. This can't be happening.
"Rachel?" The teacher asked. "Come up here and tell us about yourself" It wasn't a request, it was an order. The entire class turned to look directly at her. Rachel swallowed. Public speaking! She can't do this! Talk about herself? What is she gonna say? She can't talk about her past!
"Come on Rachel!" the teacher snapped. Rachel rose from her desk and made her way to the front of the classroom. Each step she took, she got more and more nervous. Once she made it to the front Rachel surveyed the classroom. Unexpectedly, the entire class was staring at her, waiting for her to open her mouth and say something.
"I-I-I'm Rachel Berry. I just moved here from New York" she stuttered out. The class's expression remained neutral. Rachel looked to the teacher, not knowing what else to say.
"Rachel, why don't you tell us about your earlier teaching in English" the teacher suggested.
"I-I was homeschooled and I didn't do a lot of English work" she replied.
"Thank you Rachel, you may sit down" her teacher said while rolling her eyes. Rachel made her way back to her desk, tripping over a kids backpack. The whole class laughed at her. Rachel recovered quickly, blushing furiously. She made it back to her desk and hid her face in her hands. She waited there for a few seconds before looking up to find the boy next to her staring at her intently with a concerned expression.
"Take a picture! It'll last longer!" She snapped at him. He turned his head and returned to his work.
So Rachel finally gets to meet Finn! But she doesn't know it is Finn yet! Next Chapter is Glee Club! There may even be some singing ;)
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