Disclaimer: I do not own Glee/Characters.

For the first time in a long time, Rachel Barbra Berry was upbeat. Her head held high, smile on her face, walking into the choir room.

Sue Sylvester attempted to disrupt Glee Club, again. Although she failed, she became coach of Aural Intensity, a rival for Regionals. As a co-captain of Glee Club, Rachel Berry had to do something. New Directions needed to do something. Something unique, something different, something special.

Original song.

Now Rachel was proudly announcing her idea for Regionals in the choir room.

"You mean a number where you don't get to sing the entire song."

"Ugh, check out dwarf Diane Warren."

Why did Mercedes need to glare at her? Did singing "Take Me or Leave Me" together mean nothing for her? And why did Santana keep tormenting me with insults? Rachel was so tired of it. She was so disappointed with Mr. Schue too. Has he ever tried to admonish them not to throw her meaningless insults?

Rachel snapped out of her thoughts. "Seriously, stop insulting me, Santana! What did I do to you? Not only Santana, but all of you. What are you guys' problems? If you don't like my ideas, fine. You can hate me all you want. But insulting is not necessary. Instead you complain whenever I open my mouth, why don't you guys bring up or share your own ideas?"

Everyone seemed to be stunned by her outburst, which met an icy silence. Mr. Schue cleared his throat. "Let's put it to a vote, okay Rachel?" Rachel nodded reluctantly.

Her idea, however, was dismissed easily, by everyone, Finn included.

Rachel walked out of the choir room, dropping her shoulders. Okay, I am going to write an original song anyway whether for Regionals or for myself. She shook off her negative thoughts, striding in the hall way.

"Rachel."

A voice to halt her came from behind as she was about open her locker. She found Finn standing when she turned around. Rachel stared at him and waited for whatever he wanted to say for a moment.

"Um… You were right in there, today, about not being good enough to win. We need to write our own songs." Finn blurted out.

Rachel frowned her eyebrows. "Why didn't you say that when I needed you?"

"It wouldn't have made a difference."

It made her boil blood. "Yes, it would! Are you co-captain too or not? Even if you were not, o-o-or if it could result in your idea being refused, you should utter your own thoughts not in private but in the choir room!" She was about to storm out but she resumed speaking.

"You know everyone's always picking on me or finding fault with me whether what I say is for the team or not. Did you remember once I said 'you can't keep worrying about what people think of you'? You were supposed to be a leader, Finn. You should've shown your leadership in the choir room!" Rachel shut her locker and finally stormed out, leaving completely speechless Finn in the hall way.

Rachel sank in the driver's seat, composing herself a while. Why didn't he say that in the choir room? It wouldn't have made a difference? That was not an answer. "He was afraid it would give Quinn a wrong impression. Of course." She decided after contemplating.

Her cell phone went off when she was about to turn on the ignition key. It was a text from David.

Hi, Rachel. I'm available at 5 pm tomorrow. Is it okay with you? You can meet me at my office.

Rachel texted back to David before she drove off, wondering if she could pull their awareness how serious it was and how hard New Directions would win Regionals. She needed to take drastic measures and fast.

Any thoughts?