Destructive Love.

After the performance that Santana, Mike, and Rachel put on for Brittany; My. Schuester was just about to explain the lesson he wanted to learn about the topic of the week: "Lost Love", when a girl with short shoulder length jet black hair, piercing blue eyes, wearing a leather jacket similar to Santana's, and a motorcycle helmet tucked under her arm, walked into the choir room.

"Excuse me, is this the Glee club?"

Mr. Schuester turned around to face the girl, "Why yes it is. What can we do for you?"

The girl glanced around at the members, when she had her sights set on one, Rachel Berry, and gave a killer smile.

"I'm new here at McKinley and I'd like to join the New Directions. My name is Caleigh Montgomery." The girl introduced, keeping her eyes locked on Rachel.

"Well, welcome to the New Directions, Ca—"

Rachel stood up and glared at the girl that stood at the front of the class,

"No."

Mr. Schuester stared at his star and gave her a disappointed look,

"Rachel. Anybody can join."

Rachel shook her head as she approached the girl, who was smirking at her, and shoved her right out of the room and into the lockers. Everybody except Santana were completely blindsided by the random act of violence. Or any act of violence being committed by Rachel Berry. Since, ya know…. It's Rachel.

"Rachel!" Mr. Schuester yelled, when Rachel followed the girl she had just shoved. Thankfully, Santana ran over to Rachel before she could do anything else that she may regret…or not. It all depends who you talk to.

"Rach, hey calm dow –" Santana said seriously, as she held her best friend by her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"No! I don't fucking want her here! She's supposed to be in Carmel! She ruined my life! Rachel screamed, as she attempted to get out of Santana's death grip.

Caleigh stood up and smirked, "Nice to see you too, Baby." She blew a kiss at Rachel, and made her way back into the choir room.

"Fuck you, Adams." Rachel hissed, as Santana led her back into the room

"You already did. Several times. Or do you need a reminder?" Caleigh asked, teasingly, as she took a seat next to…Quinn, of all people.

Rachel took several breaths before Santana let her go.

"Worst experience of my life, Caleigh. What the fuck are you doing here anyway? You're supposed to be on Vocal Adrenaline."

"What does it look like I'm doing here, Rae? I'm joining New Directions. V.A got a bit too…. Snobby for me. So now I'm here." Caleigh answered with a shrug of her shoulders, but looked up as an idea struck her.

"I do have a challenge for you though."

Rachel raised an eyebrow.

"Be my girlfriend again, and I'll leave New Directions."

"Fuck no."

"C'mon, Baby. I've changed, I swear!" Caleigh begged mockingly, and began to approach Rachel again.

"Hey! Back the fuck off if you love that pretty little face of yours because if you take one more step I'll rip it right off your head." Santana threatened.

Caleigh laughed,

"Who's this? Your new girlfriend?"

"What's it to you?" Santana hissed, confusing everybody else even more. Except Brittany. She knew that Santana loved her and loved Rachel as a sister.

"Because Rae's mine." Caleigh responded seriously.

"I'm not yours. You tried to kill me! You crazy psycho bitch!" Rachel yelled,

"Oh come on. Spiking your drink is not a murder attempt. Especially after all the great sex we had that night. Baby, if I knew E and alcohol made you go all. Night. Long I would have done it more than once."

"I fucking hate you. You know that wasn't what I was talking about. Why can't you just get out of my life?"

"Because you love me more." Rachel couldn't deny it. She still loved Caleigh. Caleigh was the one person that knew Rachel better than anybody. But, who she was six months ago and who she was at this moment were two very different people.

Rachel glanced over at the rest of the Glee club members and sighed, because she knew Caleigh would be an incredible part of New Directions. It could mean winning Regionals and Nationals. She turned to Santana, who had a concerned expression on her face, and when their eyes locked, she knew.

"Fucking hell, Rach. NO. Fuck, no. You can't -"

"I have to. Regionals. Nationals. Think about it. You've heard her." Rachel didn't give Santana any time to respond.

"There's something else. You won't just leave me here, Leigh."

"If you get back with me, I won't leave McKinley. OR, you come and join V.A."

"I'm staying."

"Then we both are. Girlfriends again?" Caleigh asked, holding out her open arms, her back facing glee club.

"Yeah. Sure." Rachel replied, as she leaned into the hug and faced the concerned stares from her friends.

When Caleigh let her go, she looked at Mr. Schuester,

"Lost Love, right?"

"Excuse me?" he asked,

"The theme for this week is lost love?"

"Yes."

"Okay, well, this lost love is about to get destructive." Rachel commented,

"In more ways than one." Caleigh whispered harshly, making Rachel shudder.

Together they walked out of Glee practice and hopped onto Caleigh's bike and taking off towards Rachel's house.