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I look up to see one Santana Lopez on the ground glaring at me. "Watch where you're fucking going hobbit or I'm going to go all Lima heights on your ass." I look down apologetically and put my hand out to help her up, Santana looks at me and scoffs standing up. As soon as she gets up she looks at me with a look that could kill, but all I can see is the beautiful blonde cheerio walking down the hallway and butterflies erupt in my stomach.
"Santana, RuPaul what are you doing talking to her?" Rachel bites her lip nervously and crosses her arms looking away from the head cheerio. "Manhands I asked you a question, what are you doing talking to Santana?" Quinn growls out in frustration.
"I-I I wasn't, it was an accident Q-Q I mean ." Rachel looks up for the first time making eye contact with Quinn and her breath catches in her throat, she's never been this close to her before and she can see every perfect piece of her. Quinn scoffs and looks at Santana pointedly they both walk away and Quinn shoulder checks Rachel. She sighs softly forever a loser I guess.
Later that evening
I finally finished my wretched amounts of homework and now I can post my new MySpace video, you see I try to post a new video everyday, so my schedule is very tight, but I would change that for Quinn Fabray, I don't know how to explain it she just is so beautiful and I wish she saw me for the star I am, not some pathetic little girl. With my video uploaded, I wait for the inevitable comments from the popular crowd. One comment in particular stings, the comment is from Quinn and it says,"if I were your parents, I'd sell you back." I close my eyes and take in a shallow shakey breath fighting the oncoming tears, I just don't know how one person could be so cruel.
The next day
I feel giddy, I heard the club has been taken over by and I'm excited because I love to sing and I'm a star I just know it. I go to the sign-up sheet and see only one name Kurt Hummel, I quickly write down Rachel Berry in my perfect hand writing and place a star next to my name It's a metaphor and metaphors are important. I try out with "on my own" from the broadway show Les Miserables. Of course I was accepted into glee club and when I walk into the choir room, I see a man with brown hair and pale skin, an asian girl dressed gothicly, a boy in a wheelchair, and a black girl who seemed very confident, honestly I felt at home with all the misfits. See I've always been a misfit ever since I was born, I have two dads and people sometimes think it's weird, but honestly I wouldn't be who I am without them so I'm proud even if I don't know which one is my real father. When comes into the choir room he has us perform "Sit Down, You're Rockin' the Boat" and to be honest we sucked, I voiced my opinion and said we would get there, I sighed not fully believing him. The next time I come to glee club, there is a big tall boy there with a cute half grin on his face,"Hi, I'm Finn Hudson star quarterback and you're Rachel Berry, right?" He asks his voice filling the room, I nod simply and he smiles putting his hand out. I politely shake his hand and sit down, when walks in he informs us that his wife is pregnant and he's leaving to become an accountant, we all drop our jaws shocked because he seemed so into the club, how could he abandon us like this, he waved goodbye sadly and left. Automatically I kicked into overdrive, taking charge was always sort of my thing anyway, I tell them that we need to get this together if we hope to win. They all agree and the bell rings.
A few days later
I walk into school and I feel everyone watching me closely as I walk down the hallway, I look down feeling uncomfortable and when I finally reach my locker I look up and BAM! I feel a sudden cold stinging sensation and I shake uncontrollably, I run to the bathroom to get cleaned up, but soon as I walk in I see Quinn Fabray standing there in all her glory. "H-hi." I stutter out feeling even more humiliated because of this god awful slushee, she looks at me and raises her eyebrow, then turns away going back to her make-up. Quickly I clean up and leave the bathroom feeling utterly embarrassed, when I walk into glee club I feel so depressed because of this ridiculous slushee, but as soon as everyone walks into the room I feel better. We race to the auditorium and we sing "Don't Stop Believin' by Journey. It feels so exhilarating to know that even if we just met we could become the best of friends.
We hear clapping and Mr.S chue stands up and says, "that was good, we need great to win sectionals." We all jump and scream in excitement at the new found journey we were about to partake in.