A/N: Prompt from an anon.


Looking up when someone slammed her locker door shut, Sunshine raised her eyebrows at the girl standing in front of her. "Yes…?" she asked, supporting her books in the crook of her arm.

"You. You're Sunshine Corazon, right?" The girl, obviously rich and entitled, gave her an unimpressed look. "You need to come back to McKinley."

"McKinley?" Sunshine laughed, shaking her head. "I've already signed a contract with Vocal Adrenaline."

The girl glared at her. "You're small and cute," she started, "But you're not rich or famous. So." She flipped her brown hair, "You better listen to me. Or else."