Prologue
The only thing you can hear is the heavy breathing of everyone in the room. Mr. Schuester's eyes dart toward the choir room door judging if he can make before he is noticed. Quinn and Mercedes are huddle together praying. Rachel's hands are shaking wandering where it all went wrong. Santana holds Britney close shielding her from the events in the room. Sam backs up running into the stands behind him bringing everyone's attention. His eyes blown wide as the gun spins around and points to him.
"Now who wants to guess why we're doing this", said the hooded figure casually leaning against the door.
"Because you're psychotic," Santana quipped.
"I would shut up if I was you sandbags", the second figure said angrily from their position by the piano pointing the pistol toward the Latina figure.
"W-w-what do-o-o you w-w-want with us," Tina's stutter coming more pronounced out of fear.
"W-w-we want revenge Tina", quipped a third figure that had been spinning in Shuester's rolling chair.
"For what?" Finn asked nervously
"Well Finnept, it started a couple of months ago…."
"Enough," the figure with the gun stalks toward the group, "look let's just get this over with." They stalked toward Santana and grabbed her by the arm and through her into the chair.
"We have exactly 30 minutes before someone is supposed to be at school and were going to get some answers if it's the last thing we do. Now if you don't think were seriously let me just demonstrate", the figure cocked the gun, pointed into the crown and pulled the trigger.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo", a voice shouted.
Two weeks ago…
Splash.
"You were looking a little heated Berry", Karofsky laughed has he passed the now purple looking girl in the hallway.
Rachel willed herself not to cry and walked to her locker all while pretending she was not dripping in purple slush. After she got her slushy kit and rushed to the empty girl's room. As she was changing Don't Rain on My Parade blared out of her backpack.
"Hello", she answered tearfully.
"Hey Ray Bear we're on our way to pick you up after school so be ready." Blaine Anderson said before realizing something was wrong. "Whoa what's wrong with you".
"Nothing's wrong Blaine, I'll be waiting", she answered stuffing her ruined clothes in her bag. She rushed out into the hallway and bumped into a strong chest.
"Whoa, what's up my hot American Jewish princess" Puck asked jokingly before he noticed that she was crying. "Wait what's wrong…was it Finn".
"No, Noah it wasn't. I just got slushy and I really want to just make it through glee and then Blaine's on his way to pick me up, So I can have one normal weekend away from Santana, Quinn, and Karofsky, okay so excuse me" Rachel ranted and stalked toward the choir room.
"Lead the way princess," Puck declared.
One Hour Later
Rachel rushed in her packing and didn't notice Santana stopping by her chair. "Hey Manhands, you got a hot date tonight."
"Rupaul having a hot date, when pigs fly" Quinn haughtily replied.
"I threw my pet pig out the window, it flew" Brittany airily replied.
"Are your done" Rachel quipped. They just stared at her in shock, "Good, I've heard worse from better". She grabbed her bag and bolted out of the room to the shock of everyone else.
"Wow, where did that come from." Tina said in shock. They all wandered the same thing.
Rachel ripped the door open to the shiny black BMW M8 Competition Gran Coupe that stood out to the other cars in the McKinley parking lot.
"Whoa easy on the doors princess" drawled Sebastian Smythe from the front seat.
"Oh, bite me", she snapped back.
"oooh kitty's got claws today" was the sharp reply.
"Leave alone Bas, she has had a hard week", Blaine replied. He was in the passenger seat in his Dalton uniform, the buttons undone, and usual pink sunglasses perched on his head.
"Tried a hard month. Can we just get out of here? I promised Thad a rematch on the Karaoke machine and I am not losing another Broadway smackdown. I just want this weekend to be peaceful and not think anything about McKinley or Glee Club or stupid cheerleaders" Rachel huffed and struggled to buckle her seat belt in her ire.
"Let's get this show on the road. We have great plans for you Sunshine and the boys are already planning the setlist for the smackdown tomorrow night. Oh, Puck is also joining us. Jeff said something about Fight Club." Blaine told her softly.
"Finally, I can already feel my brain cells degrading by being this close to a public school". snarked Sebastian.
"You had any to begin with" Rachel quipped, struggling not to smile in response to Sebastian wit.
"Trust me he only uses the brain in his pants." Blaine butted in.
"Hardy Har Har bunch of comedians" Sebastian replied huffingly, but he could not hide the joyful smirk on his face.
As the car squealed out of the parking lot, a group huddle around a white coupe could only watch and wandered what kind of secrets Rachel "Wannabe Broadway Star" Berry had been hiding. If only they would have kept to themselves and not dwelled in matters not of their concern. They would feel the repercussion for a while.