A/N: Sorry. There, I said it! Sory :( I got obsessed with Wattpad. *Ducks rubber Ducks* Lol xD

I love you guys :) Really, thanks for all the reviews and alerts *Hug*

Now... time for some topless Puck!... Jk, but he is in this... ;)

OH! I almost forgot! I have two new Puckleberry stories... well, three actually :D Coming soon xD

"Ava, why do you think all the trees change in the fall?" Rachel questioned, twirling a leaf that's tips were just turning red, between her fingers.

Her friend, Avalon, frowned a little, "I'm not sure. Circle of life?"

Rachel looked thoughtful, then nodded, "Yes, I suppose so,"

Avalon shifted slightly in her seat. At first, Rachel had though Ava was simply cold, sat in the park, but soon realized something else was wrong. Finally both annoyed and worried, Rachel took a breath.

"What's wrong?" she asked gently. Ava glanced up, her dark curls bouncing against her cheek. "N-nothing." she stuttered, showing she was lying.

Rachel nodded, and brushed her hair out of her face, letting the golden rays of sunlight hit her face. "W-well, you see, Daddy told me something."

Rachel turned back to her friend, worried and curious. Ava struggled a little, before speaking, "I'm to be married." she announced, closing her eyes and taking a breath.

Rachel's mouth formed a perfect 'o'. Placing a hand on Ava's, Rachel glanced worriedly into her friend's face.

"Who to?" she asked slowly. Ava gave a wry smile. "Jesse St. James." she answered.

Rachel, frowned, then nodded. Everyone knew who Jesse was. An arrogant rich boy, with parentS that would buy anything for him, just to flaunt how rich they were.

Of course he was attractive, girls admired him and boys were jealous of him. With his posh suits and amazing hair.

But, amazingly, Rachel and Ava had managed to avoid his spell. Quinn, had of course admired him once, but Santana? No-one was sure.

Rachel sympathetically smiled at Ava, then sat back and exhaled deeply.

"Oh, Ava..." Rachel trailed off.

Ava chuckled lightly. "But, Rachel, theres something else." her tone turned serious.

"Hmm?"

Ava shuffled closer to Rachel. "After Jesse left, after the arangement, I heard Daddy and Leo talking, about how they were lucky." Ava scowled at the word 'arrangement'

Rachel nodded. Ava frowned. "Oh, Rachel. He said I shoud be lucky I got Jesse... well.. because... your father is arranging marriages."
Rachel blinked. "Pardon?" she said quietly.

Ava frowned, "Your father is arranging you and your sisters marriages..." she said lightly.

Rachel's face fell. "Oh." was all she managed. Ava rubbed her back. "I am sorry Rachel... would you like to go home?"

Rachel glanced up into Ava's bluegreen eyes and nodded shakily.

She just felt so... angry. And hurt.

She always knew the day would come... but, she always thought her father would giver her a warning. Her, Quinn and Santana.

Oh, gods. Thought Rachel. Quinn and Santana.

Taking a breath, Rachel stood, and made her way towards the carriage.

Rachel worried herself the whole ride home.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Rachel ran out with a hurried goodbye to Ava. And ran towards the stables.

Luckily, it was empty, apart from the horses of course. Smoothing her pale blue dress, Rachel slowly walked towards Aylin, her snow white horse.

Aylin, was the perfect match for Rachel. Quiet, stubborn and a diva... not that Rachel would admit it.

Aylin neighed as Rachel stepped over to her.

"Hey, sweetie," Rachel said softly, carefully opening the gate a little, so she could slip in.

Aylin nuzzled Rachel's outstreached hand, causing the petite brunette to laugh.

"How are you?" she asked. Aylin nudged her arm.

"You do know they can't answer you, right?"

Rachel scowled, and tried to ignore the arrogant voice that had just spoken. "Unless... you're a witch?"

Rachel frowned, but still ignored him.

"But, I can talk to them,"

Rachel inhaled and smiled sweetly at Aylin, "I'll be right back sweetie."

Spinning around, Rachel marched out of the gate, and glared.

"Stop being arrogant!" Honestly, she couldn't deal with him, and the news.

"Please, Noah?"

Noah Puckerman grinned, "Morning, love."

Rachel scowled at his irritating nickname. "It's afternnon." she corrected atomatically.

He nodded, "Yeah, whatever. Uh, Viola was wondering if she could see Tristan tomorrow?" he said sheepishly, scratching his head.

Rachel blinked, "You intterupted me, just to ask a question you already know the answer to?"

Puck frowned, "I don't know the answer."

Rachel took a deep breath. "Sorry. Yes, I'll bring him round at five. Now, could you pleas leave?"

Rachel blushed, only just realizing he wasn't wearing a shirt. Confused at her bi-polarness, Puck nodded. "Sure thing, love." he grinned as Rachel scowled again.

"You know where I live of you ever feel lonely." he whispered. Blushing furiously, Rachel turned away, "Goodbye, Noah!"

At the sound of retreating footsteps, Rachel started walking away, locking Aylin's gate on the way. "See you soon." she whispered to the horse.

Reaziling she's have to face him sooner or later, Rachel headed up to the manor to confront her father.

Quinn and Santana were nowhere to be seen, their mother was walking along the gardens, spreading her icy coldness.

Tristan grinned happily as Rachel made her way towards him. " Rach! Rachel! Rachel! Daddy has a friend over, and he wants to see you!"

Rachel stopped dead. A friend of her fathers? Oh, gods no, not now. Smiling quickly, she bent down and kissed Tristans head, "Thank you sweetie,"

Plastering a fake smile on her face, Rachel stepped into the manor, and made her way to her father's office.

When she arrived, she knocked gently on the door. "Daddy?"

There was a mumble, before the door swang open, and Rachel came face to face with a tall brunette, with eyes like melted chocolate.

:[ it's only like 1,000 words Dx sorry.

Hope you liked it!

Kate Xx