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"So what did you think?" Kurt asked as he and Rachel walked out the doors of McKinley. School had just ended and everybody was rushing to get out.
"It was so good! I'm impressed," Rachel replied.
And it wasn't a lie. Rachel had really been impressed by the glee club, which she earlier found out was also referred to as the New Directions. The group had performed two numbers for Rachel. From what she was told, both numbers had been performed in previous show choir competitions. They had won last year's sectionals with those two specific performances. Rachel was highly impressed.
The first performance the group had performed was a rendition of Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes' "I've Had the Time of My Life" from the popular movie Dirty Dancing. It was so thrilling to Rachel to watch her peers perform such an iconic song.
Rachel had to admit the vocals could have been stronger, but she was still mesmerized by Quinn's sultry alto. The cheerleader was so graceful during her performance. It was like watching a doe or swan in its natural habitat. She was so soft with her footwork and body movements. It made the brunette's chest hiccup more than once.
The chemistry between Quinn and Sam had been adequate, but Rachel could tell Quinn had to put more effort into coming across as lovers during the performance. It was surprising because Quinn and Sam were an actual couple. She expected the two love birds to be completely immersed in each other during the love song. Sam was, but Quinn wasn't.
The second performance had been totally unexpected. Rachel never thought in a million years that Santana would belt out such a lovely rendition of Amy Whinehouse's version of "Valerie." She had such a smoky voice that was raspy and deep. Rachel really enjoyed it. She smiled throughout the entire performance which probably threw Santana slightly off guard. Just because Santana didn't like Rachel didn't mean she felt the same way.
In the end Rachel was very pleased. Everyone in the glee club had talent—even Finn who was a little sharp. Mercedes had an amazing voice, as did Artie. They were probably the best singers in there followed by Santana and Kurt. The rest of them were good but not as strong. Rachel was willing to help them out. She did have years of vocal lessons under her belt and she knew exactly how to help them improve their singing. She was so excited to start working with them.
"What'd you think of my singing?" Kurt asked. Rachel turned to the boy, who seemed a bit nervous as if he was being critiqued by Simon Cowell himself.
"I thought your voice was lovely, Kurt," she smiled.
She actually did like Kurt's voice. He was a countertenor which meant he had a slightly high singing voice. It was perfect in pitch, almost as if he had been classically trained. It was definitely unique.
Kurt grabbed Rachel's hand and gave it a little squeeze as they walked together to the parking lot. Rachel had received a text from her dad alerting her that he would be picking her up from school in the student parking lot. Kurt offered to stay with her until her father picked her up since he had to stay after school and wait for Finn to get out of football practice. It was unfortunate for Kurt that Finn had gotten his truck taken away for almost killing a civil servant after running him over. Now he had to drive his stepbrother to and from school.
"Have you planned out what song you're going to sing tomorrow?" Kurt asked. "I'm very excited to hear you sing!" He had heard Rachel hum a little during glee. He wanted to hear more of her.
Rachel bit her lip. There were tons of songs she was thinking about singing. It was hard to pick just one.
"Kind of," she answered. "I'm thinking of going with something out of the Broadway catalog, but I'm not sure yet. There are many songs that suit my voice perfectly. It's just so hard to pick one."
Kurt chuckled. Rachel was definitely showing some arrogance. But he wasn't going to call her out on it because he definitely had his moments of arrogance, too.
"Well as long as you pick something to sing. I can't wait! Quinn and Santana are convinced you can't sing. I hope you can show them up. Those two girls really have it out for you."
Rachel nodded. She had no idea what she had done to piss off Quinn and Santana so much. They glared at her the entire glee period and even shoved her once or twice when they were exiting the class room. It was a good thing Noah had been there when Rachel almost tripped. He had put his arms around her waist and caught her before she hit the ground. His arms had felt so nice wrapped around her body that it made it difficult for her to let go.
"Kurt, what can you tell me about Noah" Rachel inquired. She had been so curious about him ever since he walked into glee and made her feel all sorts of giddiness.
Kurt scrunched up his nose. "Why? What do you want to know?" he replied.
Rachel shrugged. "I don't know. Everything I guess. He just seems very interesting," she said coyly. Her smile didn't fool Kurt.
His eyes widened. "Oh no, please don't tell me you're crushing on Puck. That is not good, Rachel."
Her eyes furrowed. "Why? Is he bad?"
Kurt nodded. "Yes! He's only like the biggest man whore at McKinley. He's slept with more than half of the girls in the entire school, including Santana and Brittany. I get it, Rachel. I really do. Puck is charming and he is very good looking but he uses girls and then leaves them hanging. Noah Puckerman is not a good guy."
Rachel's face fell entirely. Noah had been such a gentleman in class. The way he greeted her in class had made her heart race and stomach tingle. Not only that but he had made eye contact with her during the performances as if he was singing the songs to her. It had made her smile bigger than a kid at Disneyland and that was supposed to be the happiest place on earth.
"I don't believe it. He was so nice to me in class, Kurt. You saw him kiss my hand. He didn't say one crass thing to me all period and he even sang to me during the performances. Your description of Noah doesn't make any sense. How is it possible for him to be both a gentleman and a jerk?" Rachel questioned.
Kurt shrugged. "I don't know. It was really weird seeing him act like that. It's definitely different, but I'm not sure if it's honest. He could be acting like that just to get into your skirt. I don't know if you've noticed Rachel, but you're not exactly like any of the girls around here. You have class, what many of the girls here don't have. One of them being Santana," he grumbled.
Rachel couldn't really disagree with that. Santana was vulgar and crass. It was surprising to her how someone like Santana could be with someone as sweet as Brittany. She was so bubbly and approachable. Rachel really liked her. She had spoken to Rachel a bit throughout glee and called her a unicorn several times. Rachel didn't really know what it meant to be a unicorn but she took it as a compliment seeing as Brittany would hug her every time she would say it. The cheerleader gave very comforting hugs.
The sound of a car honking pulled Rachel out of her thoughts. She turned to look at Kurt who was leering at something in the distance. She looked at what he was staring at and found her dad waiting for her in the car a couple yards away. She smiled and waved at him.
"Your dad is so handsome and good-looking," Kurt sighed. Rachel laughed.
"Ok, well it looks like I have to go. Thank you again for today, Kurt. I really owe you one," Rachel said as she hugged the boy. He put his arms around her and gave her a light squeeze.
"No problem, just promise me you'll come back tomorrow," he pleaded. Rachel chuckled. "Of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world. And besides, I have to return your shirt, right?" she pulled at her collar.
Her shirt was no longer tied at the waist but tucked in neatly. She had buttoned the shirt completely and tightened the tie around her neck. The tiny brunette no longer looked like a disheveled school girl. She didn't want her daddy to see her like that and have a conniption.
Kurt nodded and gave her one last hug. They had exchanged phone numbers in the last few minutes of class so they could text each other.
"Hey daddy," Rachel smiled brightly as she entered her father's car and reached over to plant a kiss on his cheek.
"You seem happy," Hiram smiled. "What happened to your sweater?" he asked. He thought what she was wearing was definitely better than what she had worn in the morning, but he was curious to know why she had changed into something different.
"Whose shirt is that? It looks like a men's shirt? Should I be worried about that boy you hugged? Is it his?" he interrogated. Rachel giggled.
"It's my friend Kurt's shirt. He let me borrow it because I had an accident in the lunch room today. I bumped into this girl and she spilled her drink on me. It's no big deal," she answered. She figured she'd tell her dad the same story she told Ms. Pillsbury.
"Okay… well that was nice of him. Should I be concerned about this Kurt?" he raised a brow. Rachel giggled.
"No daddy, Kurt is harmless. He's gay," she told him. Hiram narrowed his eyes at her.
"Are you sure he's gay? Some guys just say that to get close to you," he told her. Rachel rolled her eyes and laughed.
"Trust me daddy, Kurt is Gay with a capital G." She laughed. Hiram gave her a smirk.
He thought it was a good idea to take Rachel out for some lunch since he had taken the day off. Rachel in return thought it was a brilliant idea so they headed to a nice Italian restaurant in the city. The food was delicious and she had enjoyed the light conversation she had with her dad.
He had asked her so many questions about her day it was hard for her to answer them all. She told him about her classes and about how she planned to join glee. They talked about the songs she was considering for her audition and how excellent they all were. She was really enjoying spending time with her father and it was only the third day. She hoped it would be like this for the next two months. She really missed having her dad.
In the back of her mind, Rachel felt guilty lying to her dad about the slushie incident. She knew telling him was the right thing to do but she didn't want to cause any problems. From what Kurt had mentioned, the cheerleading coach was intense and very active in the lives of the Cheerios. Sue Sylvester was a monster. She demanded perfection from her Cheerios in all aspects of their high school careers. If even one of them got into trouble, it would cause outrage and Rachel didn't want that. She didn't want to cause problems for herself or her father. So she pushed the slushie incident to the back of her mind and continued to have a lovely afternoon with her father.
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"Santana are you sure the midget won't go to her father? For an estranged daughter, she sure seems like a daddy's girl," Quinn paced the locker rooms. The girls' Cheerios practice had just ended and they were changing into their warm-ups.
"Trust me, Q. The hobbit doesn't want to cause any problems. If she did she would have called her daddy the second we had her slushied. Berry would have shown up during lunch and complained to Figgins. We're in the clear, Q." Santana assured. She knew that dwarf was too afraid to cause problems at school. Nobody wanted to piss off Sue Sylvester.
"I don't know why you guys don't like Rachel. She's like super cool and hot. Her smile is like magic," Brittany said as she slipped on her tee. Both Quinn and Santana gaped at the blonde.
"What?" she shrugged. "It's true. And she gives awesome hugs even though she's tiny. I like her," the tall cheerleader said with a smile. Santana was raging internally. She didn't like that her girlfriend was getting attached to girl-Berry.
"Britt, Berry is not cool. You're not supposed to like her," the Latina growled at her girlfriend. Quinn nodded.
"But I don't get it, San," Brittany complained. "Rachel is cool! She's like super nice and she's a unicorn. She dances and sings and gives magical hugs. And she can be cute but hot at the same time. Why do we have to not like her?"
It was the first time Brittany had ever raised her voice to any of them. Both Santana and Quinn were stunned. They didn't know what to say.
"I like Rachel. She's my friend. I asked her if she likes ducks and she said yes. I'm not going to be mean to her," Brittany told the other two Cheerios before stepping out of the locker room with her back pack in hand.
Santana sat there pondering what the hell had just happened. Her girlfriend had just defended the hobbit. It made her dislike Rachel even more.
"She is so getting it tomorrow," Santana growled before getting up and chasing after Brittany.
Quinn stayed in the locker room where it was quiet. She had a lot of thinking to do because everything seemed to be on her mind―no, not everything, just one specific person. Rachel. Since the minute Quinn woke up in the morning, the new girl had been on her mind. The moment she laid eyes on her, Rachel practically took up half of her thoughts. When the slushie incident happened, Rachel took up some more space. And then in glee club when she showed up to find Rachel looking better than ever, well that just did it. Rachel had consumed all of her thoughts. Every thought she had was about Rachel. It was scaring her. She was terrified that this girl was completely taking over her mind. Not to mention she made Quinn's stomach twist. It was such a strong feeling that it consumed her entire body.
It wasn't normal for her to be thinking about this girl so much. It was almost becoming inappropriate. She was becoming infatuated with Rachel and that thought alone made her cringe. She shook her head to get those thoughts out of her head because there was no way that she was obsessed with Rachel Berry. She was a girl. A freakin' girl!
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"Tell me everything!" Blaine demanded.
Rachel had just gotten home from driving around in her mini-cooper and decided to call her best friend. She never text him back after what happened in first period so she felt really bad for ignoring him all day.
"Today was… interesting," Rachel spoke. She was in her dressing room changing out of her clothes and putting on something more comfortable to lounge in.
"Ok tell me! I'm dying here," he whined. Rachel laughed. She was afraid to tell Blaine about the slushie incident at school but he was her best friend and he deserved to know.
Rachel took the next thirty minutes to give Blaine a very detailed description of her first day of school. She talked about everything with him. She told him about her classes, about her teachers, about her new friends like Kurt and the glee club members. He really sounded excited when Rachel mentioned glee. Dalton didn't have a show choir so it seemed very interesting to him. He loved to sing and dance so it was an opportunity he wished he had.
When Rachel brought up the slushie incident, Blaine wasn't too thrilled. He didn't like that the girls at McKinley were treating Rachel as if she were some big loser. Rachel Berry was not a loser. She was a star and she was going to take the world by storm one day. She was probably the most talented person he'd ever met. Rachel had a heart of gold and Blaine thought it was sick that they were bullying her just because they were jealous.
"You should tell your dad, Rach. What they did to you is not right!" Blaine complained.
Rachel sighed. "I know, but I really don't want to cause any problems at school. If my dad found out what happened, he would go down to the school and demand they get expelled."
"And it serves them right!" Blaine exclaimed. He wasn't very happy at the moment. He was furious about the whole thing.
"I know, but McKinley is known for their cheerleading squad. They won't want to expel half of the team. They will fight back and it'll only bring me and my dad problems. I'm only going to be here for two months. How bad can it get?"
It got bad, really bad.
The next day Rachel not only got hit with two slushies, but three. And this time it wasn't the Cheerios who were dishing them out, it was the McKinley High football team.
"This is unacceptable! I thought for sure Quinn and Santana would have put a stop to this. Now they even have the football team throwing slushies at you," Kurt raged as he helped Rachel clean up. They were in the restroom again rinsing out her hair. This time it had been her Eva Franco dress that had gotten ruined. She had looked like such a doll in it. Now it was covered in multicolored stains.
"I can't believe those neanderthals had the decency to be physically abusive towards a female. It's absolutely barbaric! I don't deserve to be ostracized in this way," Rachel ranted, almost in tears. She didn't want to cry because it wasn't worth it, but it did hurt her feelings that she had been targeted again.
"Nobody deserves it. The faculty ignores it because the Cheerios and the football team put McKinley on the map," Kurt sighed.
Rachel nodded. She understood completely. Dalton was a lot like McKinley in that aspect. The more money they get, the more lenient they become. It was always about money.
"Well I'm not going to let them stop me from auditioning today. I don't care if I have to perform in my slushie stained dress. I will go up on that stage and sing my heart out," Rachel said with conviction. Kurt smiled. He loved how determined Rachel was even after she had been knocked down on her ass. She was a feisty little thing.
"The good thing is you won't have to perform in your dress because I have something for you," Kurt grinned and grabbed his messenger bag from the floor. He dug in and took out what looked to be a folded up dress.
"Oh my god Kurt, it's beautiful," Rachel said in awe when she saw the short lacy dress. It was light blue and flowing. It definitely fit Rachel's style.
"I've always wanted to be a designer so I made this dress. I used random measurements when I made it but yesterday when I helped you get dressed I kind of measured you and tailored it to fit. It's not a designer dress but I hope you'll accept it."
Rachel couldn't help but hug Kurt. "Thank you so much, Kurt. Of course I'll wear it! It even goes well with my wedges."
They both looked down at her feet and noticed that the dress did indeed go with her wedge sandals.
"Ok well slip on the dress and we'll fix your hair. You my friend are going to put on one kick ass performance today. Let them know they can't rain on your parade," Kurt encouraged.
Rachel smiled wide.
After getting cleaned up and dressed, the two friends exited the restroom and put their stuff in their lockers. There was still plenty of time left before they had to go to their fifth period so they decided to head to the lunch room where the rest of the glee members were.
When they walked into the cafeteria all eyes were on them. Rachel put on her signature smile and clung to Kurt as he led the way towards his usual table. Rachel was met with stares as they approached the table.
"Rachel, were you wearing that this morning?" Tina questioned. She had clearly remembered Rachel wearing a different dress. Also her hair had been in loose curls. Now it was in an updo like the day before.
Rachel's smile faltered but didn't disappear completely.
"Azimio and Karofsky gave her a slushie facial," Kurt said tersely. Everyone's eyes widened.
"What?" Artie exclaimed. It was her second day of school and already Rachel was a target? That just wasn't fair.
"Oh hell no," Puck stood from his seat. He liked Rachel. She was an awesome chick and it wasn't cool that Karofsky and Azimio were throwing slushies at her. He was furious.
"That's not cool," Finn spoke up.
The girls at the table just looked at Rachel with sympathy. They knew what it felt like to get hit with a slushie. It wasn't fun at all.
"I'm going to kick their asses," Puck growled before moving past Rachel and towards the football table. Rachel reached out and grabbed his arm to stop him.
"Noah, it's ok. Please don't be reckless. I don't want you to get in trouble," she said with kind eyes. Puck couldn't look away. Her eyes were so pretty. The tingling above his groin had returned.
"Look Rachel, you're a cool chick. Those fucking assholes have no right to do that to you. Believe me, I know. I used to do that shit to people all the time. It's not cool and I won't let them get away with it," he said before turning away. Rachel held on to him.
"Please, I promise you it'll be ok. Just let it go. I'm not the first and I definitely won't be the last."
Puck hated that Rachel had this power over him. He didn't know how she was able to do that. Maybe it was because she was pretty and he couldn't say no to a pretty face. Her pleading chocolate brown eyes made his resolve crumble into pieces.
"Kay," he said softly. "But if they do it again I'm going after them," he told her. Rachel smiled and nodded. She put her arm through his and led him back to the table. Rachel didn't notice the glee kids staring at them with bewilderment. Finn's eyes furrowed as he watched the two Jewish teenagers interact.
A few minutes passed and Puck decided to get something for Rachel to eat. He noticed she hadn't eaten anything all lunch period so he excused himself. Puck came back with a salad and water and put it in front of Rachel. "Here you go," he sat back down.
Rachel looked down at the clear plastic container and smiled. She put a hand to her chest when she felt it hiccup again. She turned to Noah and smiled, "Thank you, Noah. You're so sweet."
Puck smiled brightly which brought on another round of speculation from the glee club members. Artie was disappointed that he was behind on his game and Tina and Mercedes actually thought it was cute. Finn wasn't so happy. It was still very confusing to him. Puck never acted that way so he had no idea what it was that he was doing.
When the bell rang they all went their separate ways. Kurt accompanied Rachel to Ms. Pillsbury's office and promised to stop by to get her after class.
Fifth period turned out to be uneventful. Rachel continued to lick envelopes and print out addresses. She also helped Ms. Pillsbury with some of the freshman transcripts. She actually kind of enjoyed it.
When Kurt stopped by to get her after class, Rachel was already jumping with enthusiasm. It was finally time for her to perform. The last time she had performed was months prior when she performed with the Warblers back in New York. It had been a while since she sang a solo, but she was ready.
Surprisingly, she and Kurt weren't the first ones to arrive in the auditorium where her audition was going to take place. Quinn and Santana were already there with Sam and Brittany. Brittany ran up to Rachel and hugged her fiercely when she walked into the building. Rachel squealed when the blonde spun her around 360 degrees. It was hugs like these that allowed Rachel to believe that not all of the Cheerios were out to get her.
"Hi Rachel! Are you excited to sing?" Brittany asked as she put Rachel back down on the ground.
Rachel giggled. "Yes Brittany I'm excited. I hope you like what I have prepared."
"I bet it's going to be magical," Brittany beamed. Kurt couldn't help but laugh. Britt was definitely one of a kind.
Rachel ignored Santana's icy glare as she walked up on stage. The Jazz band was already there prepared with their instruments. She took out the sheet music to her song and handed it to them. They all seemed pretty impressed by her song selection. When she asked if they were capable of performing the song they nodded their heads and gave her a smile. She thanked them all by giving them a hug. Most of the band members were guys so they blushed almost instantly when they came in contact with the tiny brunette. Rachel thought it was adorable.
Kurt tried to sneak a peek at the sheet music but Rachel caught him before he could get a glimpse.
"No, no, you are going to wait until it's time for me to sing to find out what it is," Rachel playfully scolded him. Kurt pouted. Rachel couldn't help but giggle at the cute expression on his face. She put her fingers on the corners of his mouth and tried to make him smile. After a few attempts Kurt finally gave into Rachel's silliness and smiled.
While Rachel and Kurt lingered onstage, the rest of the glee club members started filing into the auditorium one by one. Puck made sure to get a seat up front. Usually he stayed in the back but he really didn't want to miss the magic that was about to happen.
Finn took notice of Puck's seat arrangement and sat next to him. If he was going to be upfront, then so was he. By the time everyone arrived, more than half of the glee club members were sitting upfront. That included Artie, Puck, Finn, Kurt, Brittany, Santana, Quinn, and Sam, not exactly in that order.
"Alright guys, it looks like everyone's here," Mr. Schue announced as he walked in. "Rachel are you ready? Or do you need a couple more minutes? I know it can be daunting to sing in front of an audience, but don't worry we won't be too hard on you," he smirked.
Rachel tried to hold in her laughter. Mr. Schue had no idea what he was talking about. She was not scared. This was the smallest audience she had ever sung to in a formal setting.
"No, Mr. Schue. I'm ready," she said with confidence. Before she could start she smoothed out her dress and tousled her bangs a bit.
"Ok then, why don't you tell us what you'll be singing," he told her.
Rachel nodded. "Hi, I'm Rachel Berry and I'm going to be singing-"
"Let me guess, the Barney song? We won't be impressed with that hobbit. No matter how much you love us and we don't love you," Santana interrupted. Rachel took a deep breath. She wasn't going to get upset. Nothing could ruin this for her.
"No, I don't believe the Barney song is in my repertoire, Santana. But I'm sure you sing a lovely rendition of it," Rachel quipped. There were snickers all around. The Latina wasn't amused.
"The song I will be singing is Don't Rain on My Parade from my favorite musical, Funny Girl. I hope you all will enjoy it," Rachel said before giving the band the ok to start.
Will was a bit nervous. He knew Don't Rain on My Parade was a fairly difficult song to sing. None of his students had ever tried to tackle that song. He didn't even know if any of them even knew the song.
Once the music started, Rachel transformed. She was no longer in Lima or at McKinley. She was on Broadway, singing with the best of them.
Don't tell me not to live,
Just sit and putter,
Life's candy and the sun's
A ball of butter.
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
Kurt sat there with his mouth wide open. He couldn't believe the sound that was coming out of Rachel's mouth. It was simply sublime. And she looked so stunning on stage, like she belonged. Not only was her voice mesmerizing, but her presence as well.
Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill,
It's me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade
From where Rachel was standing she could clearly see the shocked faces of her peers. It made her smile and sing with more passion. She removed the microphone from its stand and began to walk down off the stage. She loved interacting with her audience.
I'll march my band out,
I'll beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out,
Rachel stood right in front of Kurt and smiled down at him as sang the lyrics. His jaw was still in his lap as he watched Rachel sing to him with such enthusiasm.
Your turn at bat, sir.
At least I didn't fake it.
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it
Rachel then turned to those who were sitting next to Kurt. Brittany was bopping her head along to the song and smiling like she had just seen a unicorn poop cotton candy.
But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection,
Or freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion,
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye,
Santana sat next Brittany and Rachel animatedly sang to her as if she and the Latina were best friends. Santana wasn't too happy. The dwarf is actually good.
I gotta fly once,
I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy,
Juicy, and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir
Rachel then turned to the boys who were sitting down the row. They all felt something in their gut when she sang to them. Puck and Finn watched her with wide eyes while Artie bopped along. None of them imagined Rachel being this good.
Get ready for me, love,
cause I'm a commer,
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer.
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
Mercedes didn't know what to think of Rachel's talent. She had to admit the girl was really good, but it scared her. Before Rachel showed up only Mercedes could belt out songs. She didn't have any competition. Now she had Rachel as a competitor.
I'm gonna live and live now,
Get what I want-I know how,
One roll for the whole show bang,
One throw, that bell will go clang,
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gun shot, and BAM
It was Quinn's turn to catch Rachel's attention and boy did it stick. Rachel couldn't take her eyes off of Quinn and vice versa. The cheerleader never in a million years could have predicted Rachel to sing so beautifully. Her chest became tight as the singer sang to her with passion. She was becoming breathless. As soon as Rachel turned away Quinn took a long, deep breath.
Hey, McKinley!
Here I am
Rachel ran back up on stage and skipped to the band. They were all smiles when Rachel went up to them and sang.
I'll march my band out,
I will beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir,
At least I didn't fake it.
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it.
The tiny diva turned swiftly to face her audience and looked in the distance, not really making eye contact with anybody. She was ready to belt out the final notes to one of her most favorite songs.
Get ready for me, love,
'cause I'm a commer,
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer.
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade
Her arms were stretched out and her eyes were shut when she finally ended the final note. But before she could even finish Kurt was already up on his feet clapping, giving his new friend the standing ovation she deserved. Brittany stood up not a second later and clapped with enthusiasm. She thought the song Rachel had sung was magical.
The brunette stood on stage panting as the rest of the group stood up and clapped. They were all giving her a standing ovation, except for Quinn and Santana. Both girls sat in their seats with stunned expressions on their faces. Rachel let out a chuckle as she breathed.
Take that!
"Rachel that was amazing!" Mr. Schue praised. He was completely blown away. There was nobody in the world that could sing like Rachel. She was a true talent.
Rachel took a small bow and smiled. She was completely satisfied with her performance. She hadn't been sharp or pitchy. It was perfect.
"Does this mean I'm in the club?" Rachel asked a second later.
Mr. Schue laughed. "Of course! Welcome to the New Directions."
Rachel gave a small clap and giggled with giddiness. Kurt immediately joined Rachel on stage while the others talked about Rachel's amazing performance.
"Oh my god Rachel, that was incredible!" Kurt squealed as he tackle-hugged Rachel. She let out a loud squeak and hugged him back.
"Thanks Kurt, I'm glad you liked it. I've been working on that song since I was two. It's one of my all-time favorites."
Kurt shook his head. He was still a little stunned by the tiny brunette's performance. He actually felt a little jealous at how talented the girl really was. She had the most stunning voice and stage presence. She was lively and could work up an audience. This girl was going to do great things. She was a star.
Next chapter will be up soon! ;)
