Hooray for 3-day weekends :D. Blue is back with the 3rd chapter! I had fun making this one, since I was watching Glee while doing it. What's weird is that I came up with the ending of the chapter before the beginning... Anyways, here it is! I give you all chapter 3! Read and review and all landmarks will be chocolate, yummm...
Disclaimer: I don't own any Glee name, event or item mentioned in the story. I only own my rendition of Sweet Caroline :P
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"What are you doing, Kurt?!" I screamed angrily and flashed my eyes rapidly at my soprano friend as he sprayed some concoction right on my face. Tina, Mercedes, Kurt and I were all inside the girl's restroom as they forcedly pull me inside and harshly let me sit on a chair for their 'big surprise'.
"Rachel, relax. It's just my secret weapon to keep my complexion in perfect shape." I heard him respond with an almost arrogant tone.
"Tina, Mercedes, are you actually agreeing to this... this... plan?" I said to my remaining peers after I rubbed all of the liquid out of my eyes.
"Yes." They both said with a monotone. I glared at them with fiery red eyes, literally. That spray hurts!
"You guys are so..."
"Amazing?" Tina interrupted me. I opened my mouth again to voice my answer but someone beat me to it.
"Fabulous?" My Beyoncé-like friend answered quickly. For the third time, I parted my lips and say my respond but of course, Kurt doesn't want to be left out.
"Beautiful?" He proudly exclaimed and held his head up high.
"...Indefinable." I finally ended my sentence, having 3 different sighs directed at me.
"Rachel, we all know that you will be lost without us." Kurt said, now brushing my long, dark brown hair.
"Really? Where was I when this meeting occurred?" I cleverly responded while crossing my arms. I finally got them to shut—
"Several weeks ago, before Glee rehearsals, after you had a rocky break-up with a certain mohawk-haired-slash-singing-football-player-slash-stud." Tina accurately explained to me. Curse her for being so resentful.
I sighed desperately sighed and slightly groaned, giving up in this never-ending conflict between my friends. "Fine, you people win. What're going to do to me?"
"Well, my boy Kurt and I went on a little shopping spree last Saturday. A certain someone got a little side-tracked and bought 7 different pairs of clothes that day." Mercedes stopped and turned to Kurt with a challenging look on her face. He tried to avoid her intense accusation, but the look on his face, he was purely guilty.
"Luckily, I was there. So I picked out all your clothes from head to toe. And girl, when you change into them, you are gonna transform from little-miss-broadway-looking-like-a-granny to a sleek, stylin', almost-as-hot-as-me chick!" I watched my friend grabbed all the clothes inside her bag. That must be a really, really big bag on the inside since in carried a black vest, purple tank top, a black and silver belt, white mini-skirt and a pair of brown boots.
My gaze was interrupted- again –as Mercedes dumped everything in my arms while Tina pushed me inside the cubicle and blocked the door so I won't escape from this priso-I mean torture roo- I mean rest room. Yeah, restroom.
After 10 minutes for me, but 2 hours for them, I knocked on the door to signal my friends that I can be released already. I heard a few footsteps walk away from the door and I emerged from the cubicle. All 3 jaws were dropped instantly as their eyes landed on me, making me feel a little bit uncomfortable.
"Is it that bad?" I asked in a quiet, shy voice.
They all shook their heads as Tina grabbed my hand and pulled me in front of a mirror. My eyes slightly widened too as I saw myself, wearing a completely different style of clothing than my usual blouse, skirt and high socks. I only realized now that the purple tank top and the black vest that ended just above my navel actually fitted me elegantly. The white skirt with the black belt with silver sequins complimented each other perfectly. I looked down to admire my brown boots, lifting each foot slightly to get a clear view. I saw Kurt motioned his head to let myself turn around, which I followed. At the back, I saw a simple but meaningful gold star at the back of the vest. I opened my mouth in awe, and turned around again to face my friends again with the biggest smile on my face.
I hugged each one of them, a tear coming out of my eye every time I turned to hug another one. "I can't thank you guys enough!"
Tina reached out and wiped my tears, smiling at me like I was her daughter. "No problem, Rach. We just want you to be happy."
"And feel more confident about yourself off the stage." Mercedes joined the conversation then placed a hand on my shoulder.
"And fix you up until you succeed in Operation: Break A Heart!" Kurt asserted his opinion as he grabbed both my shoulders, letting Mercedes' hand fall off, and led me to sit on the chair again.
"I promise you that you'll look like a complete star that someone might mistake you for Megan Fox and Heidi Klum mashed together!" He excitedly said and clasped his hands together before grabbing a brush and started to work on my cheeks.
The morning flew by fast as the lunch bell rang through the school. I exited our classroom, my arm linked with Kurt's as we strutted down the hallways. Most of the boys focused their undressing eyes on me, yet I kept a strong look on my face. We turned a corner and heard some of the jocks whispering to each other.
"Damn! How did Kurt get Megan Fox to come this dump of a school?" One of them said.
"Are you a moron? It's Heidi Klum with brown hair and tons of make-up" Another one responded to the first, my eyes rolling at their stupidity.
"You guys are unbelievable, that's got to be... Ashley Olsen!" A Neanderthal ostentatiously exclaimed and proudly crossed his arms and smirked at me.
"I told you, Rach! But not to fear, I won't gloat today 'cause this is your time to shine... in a popular kind of way, not the Glee kind. That never happens." Kurt assured me, with the second part of his statement he said in a rushed tone.
We both opened the doors of the cafeteria as everyone's gazes were at our direction, mostly mine. Kurt slightly pushed me in front of me, making it clear that I should walk first. I deeply gulped and casually moved towards the Glee club table, my steps were slow as I walked as Kurt instructed me to do earlier.
While I was making my way, the boys dropped their jaws while the girls their eyes bulged. I even saw out of the corner of my eye that Jacob urinated through his pants, again.
I reached the table, with Kurt following me like a puppy, and sat down with my friends. All of them were just batting their eyes at me, which I paid no attention to. I only adored one pair of eyes, belonging to Noah Puckerman.
"What did you do to her?" Noah, Finn, Quinn, Artie, Brittany, Santana, Mike and Matt said in a weird perfect chorus, like they prepared for the worst.
Kurt, Mercedes and Tina just casually shrugged while I just smiled at them. I finally feel comfortable to show myself to a crowd who despises Glee club. And for a bonus, lots of guys are noticing me, especially Noah.
School finally ended and I walked out of the class again. After I got few compliments, playful teasing and picture-taking, I reached the doors of the exit and quickly paced myself towards my car. When I grabbed the handle, I quickly glanced up, only to see Noah running out the school. Curious by his actions, I hastily walked and followed him to his location. He finally stopped in the middle of the football field. Hm, maybe I was just overreacting. But then again, I was curious in the first place. Instead of turning around, I naturally walked towards him, ignoring the crazy buzz inside the pit of my stomach. I opened my mouth to call his name, but something stopped me. A vision. A vision of a petite girl walking towards Noah.
I hurriedly ran behind the bleachers, hiding in a lame camouflage. My sight was impaired because of the steps of the bleachers. The only clear thing I saw in between the steps was Noah's face. He was on my left facing the end of the football field. Even one side of his face was already a glimpse of heaven. I warmly smiled at him, not caring if he could see me or not. That smile just lasted for only 3 seconds until that she-devil of a girl approached Noah. It was his turn to smile. The look on his face just stabbed my heart. His strong arms just wrapped around her tiny waist, while she responded by wrapping her arms around his torso with a short giggle. That giggle is like a machine gun roaming inside my ears. When they released, I could barely see her face because she was small. By the looks of it, the girl was almost as tall as me, but because of the bleachers it blocked my view of her face.
"God, it's really you!" I heard Noah excitedly said to the anonymous girl.
"Yes it's me, and I'm back to stay!" Her response was, making him laugh whole-heartedly.
"I missed you." He said in the soft voice that I loved terribly and raised his hand and placed in on her cheek, so it seems.
"Me too. Noah, it was hard staying away from you." She said in the same amount of softness.
"Imagine me dealing with how much pain I had, too."
"But here we are, after so many years we're finally together again." I painfully listened to the happiness in her voice and bowed my head in shame.
"And because of that, I got you a welcome back gift." I snapped my head upwards to see what he got her.
He walked behind her and grabbed a small, rectangular velvet box. He opened it and got a silver necklace. It had a gold charm dangling but I couldn't pinpoint what shape it was. He brought his arms over her head and placed the necklace around her delicate neck. I heard her gasped and caught her fingering the necklace. I noticed that she wanted to turn around but couldn't because Noah's arms were again banded around her waist. He bent down, enough for his chin to rest on her shoulder and kissed her cheek or ear, I'm not so sure. I silently watched their perfect moment, a smirk growing on his face.
"I love you, you're my only girl." I read his lips that whispered in her ear.
He let go of her and wrapped an arm around her before walking away. As soon as they were out of my sight, I dropped down and sat on the grass. I immediately hugged my knees and my sobs of heartbreak into the white fabric, not caring if the make-up soiled the skirt Mercedes gave me. Looks like my friends' Operation: Break A Heart horrendously failed.