GLEE FAN FICTION STORY

I'm Rachel Berry. And I know it sounds incredibly cheesy, but I was put on this earth for a reason. To sing. Ever since I was a little girl, I have always craved attention. People say that high school is hell, but hell is an understatement. I am constantly made fun of everyday. It's a right of passage for the kids who are not in Glee club to throw slushies in our faces. People ask me all the time why I insist on staying in Glee club. The answer is simple, every broadway star has been in a Glee club at some point in their life. And I am not about to break that tradition.

My boyfriend was named Fin Hudson. Also in Glee club. Finn is the major football jock, and it is extremely rare for a guy like him to date a girl like me. At one point in time, he was dating the head cheerleader, Quinn Febrea. Typical. Quinn eventually joined Glee club only because Finn was in it. It then became the club that attracted all the social rejects. The social classes in my high school are extremely typical. You have the popular kids, who despite their popularity, have no idea who they are. You have the gay kids who get teased everyday. Or you have the kids who don't fit into one social stereotype. Me. I have always viewed myself as better than everyone else. I have always known that I have star potential. And for my whole life, people have constantly told me how amazing I am. That's part of my problem. Because of my over confidence, no one likes me. Well, besides Finn, that is.

It's safe to say that Finn and I were the "leaders" of the Glee club. We were the ones constantly doing the duets together. Despite my issues, life was pretty good for me. Between dating Finn, managing Glee club and being in the Celibacy club, my life was full. Overtime the kids from the Glee club began to accept me and my overbearing personality. We became what is equivalent to a giant, dysfunctional family. The main thing that we worked towards during the time of Glee club, we spent our time working towards sectionals, regional's, and then nationals. All of the kids in Glee club were kids who considered themselves to be outcasts and the underdogs. We would constantly give ourselves false hope in thinking that we actually could gather up the talent to win one the those contests. It's safe to say that I have changed ever since I joined Glee club. Although I view myself as incredibly talented, I also see the talent in the other kids in Glee club. We have that sort of bond. People constantly view us as the ugly losers, and our main goal is to prove them wrong with our singing.

Sadly, the social statuses of high school do not allow one to be both an athlete and an artist. Which is most of the reason why the Glee club attracts all the losers. Myself included. I used to go to school wearing outfits that would attract all this negative attention. Ever since I started dating Finn, I have been going to school dressed in fairly provocative outfits, that attract positive attention from the guys. I guess that you can describe me as a social climber. Or in other words, I am always looking for ways to improve my social status. Dating the star of the football team does help build my reputation. Some may ask why I choose to dress in such clothing. But the answer is simple. I am an artist. I like to experience different ways of dressing, and I like to dress up as characters besides myself. My current character is the class slut. But however, there is something lately that has been bothering me. The term "slut", requires that the person must sleep with people. I am a virgin. Finn mentioned a few times that he wanted to sleep with me. And despite my incredible nerves, I had to say yes the next time that he offered. I had to do this because no one will believe that I am trying to portray the role of a slut, but who is still a virgin. My decision was made. Finn made plans for me to come over that night because his mom was not home. I had a series lack of experience with these sort of things. Do I bring a bag with me to sleep over? No, that's stupid. But one thing is for sure, after tonight, I, Rachel Berry, will no longer be a virgin.

The almost guranteed dramatic growth of my currently pathetic social life

Well, it's official, I had finally shed the skin of the old Rachel Berry, and grew into a new one. It felt great. That's the down side of being an artist. You do things that you are not comfortable with in order to get deeper into a character that you are trying to develop. I have successfully done this. With developed acting techniques like this, the broadway directors will come running my way, I just know it. I will get to the top, and no one will stop me.

People constantly make fun of me at school. They thought that I am the squeaky clean virgin that is going to die alone. I have a new game plan for tomorrow at school. I was going to go to school in the most provocative outfit that I own, and will openly brag about what did with Finn. See, this is the benefit of dating the most popular guy in school, he will tell all of his friends what happened and they will believe him. Whereas, if I told everyone, it would be an incredible miracle if they did in fact believe me. I would like to give you a little bit more insight as to how my dating Finn has saved my dying social life. I believe that I have stated this before, but high school is hell. Although I would always act as if everything had just rolled right off my shoulders, it didn't. I would go to school every day and it would be considered a good day if I did not get a slushie to the face or a swirlie.

When people say that people only bully each other because of jealousy, I cannot help but think to myself how wrong they are. I used to think that people were jealous of me and my singing talent. But really, they were mean to me because of my personality. I always thought that I was incredible and that I could never do anything wrong. Others used to tell me constantly how they hated my overbearing and confident personality. But really, the hatred spewing from others didn't come from jealousy. I realized that I brought it on myself. Going to school dressed in ugly outfits just for the sake of giving my inner dork an identity. It took me some time, but I eventually realized that really the only thing that most high schoolers care for is sex and drugs. Dressing like a slut and losing my virginity, is going to be the solution to my problem.

School was incredible. If I knew all along that losing my virginity was going to make me cool, I would have done it a long time ago. From the second, I heard the door close behind me, I knew that my cool status had been increased by 1000. I find it incredibly entertaining that teenagers only get entertained when they hear about other teenagers losing their virginity. People who I had never even talked to before came up to me to inquire about my love life. I was popular. It was all great until I got to Glee club. Which is unfortunate because Glee club is usually my favorite time of the day. Quinn gave me the death stare today. Finn broke up with her because all she was ever focused on was winning prom king and queen with Finn. I know that she is still in love with Finn and she hates me for stealing him from her. Usually I just try to shrug it off and ignore her and disregard her mean comments as jealousy. But today was really bad. She came up to me and started firing off these insults to me. About how I am such a slut, a man stealer, and a popular wannabe. Usually she just gives me the death stare in pure silence, but ever since she heard about Finn and I last night, she has been ecpecially mean and vicious. Finn told me not to worry about it. I guess he's right. It's lonely sometimes being at the top, because everyone finally realizes that they could never be as good as you in anything. Quinn likes to think that she is good at everything. Captain of the cheerleading squad, straight A student, and really attractive. But I have met too many other girls who are just like her. Truth be told, she is pretty unhappy on the inside. Ever since her pregnancy last year, she ha turned into this angry and bitter mess. In a way, I feel bad for her. And how that one mistake she made, affected her whole life. Even though it may not seem like it has because of the fact that she gave the baby up for adoption. But it has, ever since then she has gotten possessive over people and incredibly jealous and cold. Before her pregnancy, she was just mean and thought that she was better than every one else. Now, she is all of those things combined. Her parents got divorced soon after her baby was born. I know that she likes to pretend that the divorce didn't hurt her. But it is extremely evident that it did in fact kill her on the inside. What seemed to be like a perfect family fell apart at the seems just because of some careless mistake made by Quinn.

Despite the fact that, I was really proud of myself for over coming something that I felt nervous about doing, I still could not tell my parents. I have two dads. They try their best to understand what high school is like for a teenage girl, who has a boyfriend. It's kind of like a foreign language to them, but they are learning. I know that I could not tell them about losing my virginity because I knew that it would hurt them. They know that I have Finn, but yet they still seem to think that I am this innocent little girl. It's almost like they think that Finn is just my best friend and they ignore the fact that Finn and I are actually together. I know that they want the best for me. I mean, they entered me into a dance contest when I was three months old. I won. It was from then on that I knew that I had to become famous one day.

It was Finn's idea to attempt to make a sex tape. Many great celebrities have made them before, so I figured that it would be no big deal for me to make one with Finn. It had all been set up. My dads were away for the weekend for a Shakespeare festival. They left me the house because they trust me. Never in my life have I ever broke into their liquor cabinet or done anything that broke the rules even in the slightest way. Never. In my school, it was considered social suicide to be a virgin. It was unheard of. I would comfort myself by telling myself that I had already done the hard part. I had already had sex for the first time. The first time was always the hardest. Now, I was convinced that it was going to be easy. I just had to video tape it, that's all. Finn seemed absolutely positive that it was a great idea, and I went along with it. My social status, couldn't go anywhere but up.

Finally, the day came and I made the perfect setting. Candles were lit everywhere and there was soft and sweet music playing in the background. Finn came and we got right to business. We decided that we weren't going to share the video with anyone. We were just going to upload it onto our computers, that was it. Unfortunately that plan failed. I lent Brittany my laptop so she could get some homework done in study hall. She asked before if she could listen to my music and I granted her permission to do that. Somehow, the video then came up on the screen. She was intrigued, so she watched the video that Finn and I made. She then thought that it would be a good idea to send the video along to Santana, who then spread the video throughout the school. Finn and I were busted.

I panicked. If everyone saw the video, my career at being a famous broadway actress could be shattered. My squeaky clean reputation, ruined. Everything that I had worked for would be gone. Down the drain. Not only that, but my dads would never trust me again and would never leave the house to me. Somehow the video made it to Figgins, who of course, watched the video. He then called us down to his office. Crap. Finn and I walked into his office expecting the worst, and possibly facing suspension, or even worse, expulsion. He sat us down in front of his desk. He looked at us with this scary look in his eye, and he informed that making or owning a sex tape could make us guilty of child pornography. Gross. That would deffinately not land me the lead in a broadway show. He then proposed an idea. A celibacy club. Apparently Miss Pillberry had tried to start one, but it fell though and she had been wanting to start another one ever since. Principle Figgins said that she would be thrilled to help us start our own celibacy club. We then went to go talk to Ms Pillsberry, and she encouraged us to advertise the celibacy club idea to our friends. If we thought we got a lot of slushies in our faces for Glee, club, then the Celibacy club idea was even worse. Finn got pissed because this whole incident had ruined his reputation as the perfect football player. He had just successfully gained his social status back after the whole Quinn Febray pregnancy scandal last year. I guess that I made Finn uncomfortable or something because he suddenly became really distant. I asked him one day what was wrong, and he told me how I had forever ruined his reputation. As if it was my fault, it was his idea in the first place to even make the tape. I pointed that out to him and he stormed off in a fit of rage down the hall way. Great. Not only did I take changing my reputation a bit too far. But I also lost my boyfriend because of it.

Fast forward through a month of misery to about three weeks later. By this time, Finn had already moved on to dating Santana Lopez, and I was stuck alone. I one day looked at my calendar, and realized that my period was five days late. I panicked. I decided to wait a couple of weeks and it off a something to not be concerned about. I mean, girls skip their periods all the time. But even a month later, it didn't come. I knew that there was only one thing left to do-take a home pregnancy test. I rode my bike down to the pharmacy and I prayed that no one from my school would see me buying pregnancy tests. That would make my already ruined reputation become even more hopeless. I biked home with pregnancy tests from at least ten different brands. Each one came out positive. Now, it was really time to panic. I had to tell my dads. I had to go see a doctor. I was always concerned with how huge I was going to get, and how everyone was going to make fun of me even more. I could only imagine that amount of slushies to the face that I would receive. It was a quiet Saturday afternoon, and I sat my dads down for a talk. I told them every detail. They both started breaking down in tears in front of me and went on and on about how they thought they raised me to be a good girl. But eventually they came to the understanding that I needed to get to a doctor. They took me to my pediatrician, who ran a test on me. I was pregnant. She showed me where the babies heart beat was on the screen. I broke down crying, and she gave me the option of weather or not to keep the baby. Before I making that decision, I knew that I had to tell Finn. My stomach was in knots that next day at school. I found Finn alone on the football field and told him that we needed to talk as soon as possible. I broke the news to him, and he asked me a thousand times over if I was sure. I showed him the pictures from the appointment, and he looked as if he was about to cry. I told him that I was going to make the decision if weather or not to keep the baby. He got angry at me for even mentioning the word abortion. He then stormed off, and I was left there, helpless and at a loss of what to say. That night I went home and weighed out the pro's and con's of abortion or adoption and the pro's and con's of keeping the child. I decided to keep the baby. I didn't know what I was in for. Nine months of constant mocking and teasing. But I knew that I got myself in this situation, and I was going to deal with it, like any real star would.