Summary: Rachel Berry gets in an accident when she was 8 which gave her super powers. 6 years later she starts her first year of high school managing to keep her secret from the student body of McKinley High, but one thing leads to another and the two most popular (lesbian) girls of WMHS find out her secret. What will Rachel do now? Pezberry

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. If I did, Santana would have sung a love song to Rachel at the Valentine's Day episode. Oh, and Rachel would have said no.

*R*

"Sweetie, we're home!"

Rachel ran downstairs as soon as she heard her daddy's voice. She had changed into her bunny pyjamas right after arriving home, which was about ten minutes ago. Her second landing was a little bit better than the first (She landed in the pool) and ankle was now fully healed and she could walk properly now. Leroy and Hiram was about to call out her name again, when Rachel came up from behind them and yelled "Hi!"

The two men jumped at the high pitched voice of their daughter. Rachel giggled loudly at her dads' reaction. The two men tried scolding their daughter, but soon they joined their daughter. Both men looked at each other with childish mischief in their eyes. It was time for payback. Leroy started tickling the brunette, and Hiram tried keeping his daughter from escaping. Rachel was shrieking on top of her lungs. Her body was (unfortunately) very ticklish, and she knew that both of her dads use this information to make her worst moods turn into nothing but laughter. The family of three ran around their house chasing each other for a little more than an hour.

Finally, the Berrys' collapsed the couch in their living room. Rachel was still trying to hold back her giggles, and the two Berry men never felt exhausted in their whole life. They hadn't done this much running around in a while. Besides, they haven't seen Rachel`s playful side in quite a while. The last time she was as energetic as this was a few months ago.

"So, how was your first day of school? Something good must've happened if you're this energetic."

"My first day was fine. My teachers are okay, though they look like they'd rather not be there teaching, which makes all the students almost get away with anything."

Rachel's giggles finally subsided, but her eyes still twinkled with mirth. The Berry men finally caught their breath. Leroy looked at his daughter, and he could tell that there was something else he wasn't telling him.

"Did you make any friends?" Hiram asked, noticing the same thing Leroy did.

"I made a new friend. Her name is Emily. She's a year older than me, and she's in the school's cheerleading team. She was so nice to me! She showed me around school, and she even walked me to all of my classes! She is a bit taller than me, but she-"

Rachel kept on going about how amazing this Emily Fields person was, and she didn't notice her dads look at each other with small smiles on their faces. Rachel gushed over how kind and pretty the brunette cheerleader was. Leroy felt a little worried. Whoever this Emily was, he needed to meet her, because judging by how Rachel's eyes light up at the mention of the girl, it looked like Rachel had a crush.

"So, when are we going to meet this Emily girl?" said Leroy

Rachel looked at her dad with an 'Are-you-serious?' look.

"Daddy, I just met her today! Don't you think that it would be quite ridiculous if I just walk up to her tomorrow and randomly ask her to meet my daddies? We're not even dating! I mean, not that there's anything wrong with that. I believe I already talked to both of you about my attraction to boys and girls."

Rachel had never really cared if the person she liked was a girl or a boy. 'I fall in love with the person and not the gender' the brunette always said. The very first crush she ever had was on a girl named Brittany Pierce. Both girls had been in the same dancing class when they were eleven, and even though Brittany seems a little odd, Rachel had soon developed feelings for the blue eyed blonde. But those feelings faded away after some time (Rachel realized that Brittany didn't feel the same way) and the two had become close friends. Brittany hadn't gone to the same school Rachel did in elementary, but Rachel knew that Brittany goes to WMHS too, which was kind of odd, considering that she never saw the blonde today.

'I need to find her tomorrow. We haven't talked to each other for the past week' Rachel thought to herself.

The petite Berry snapped out of her thoughts when her dad, Hiram, stood up from the couch with a yawn.

"Yes Sweetie, we know that you love the person and not the gender" he said "And I'd love to stay and listen to the rest of your first day of school story, but it's getting late and you need to go to bed. You still have to go to school tomorrow. You can just invite that friend of yours whenever you feel like it, okay?"

Leroy followed his husband's lead and started getting up from the couch. He yawned loudly while stretching his arms. Rachel stood up from the couch and gave both of her fathers a hug. Leroy and Hiram gave their daughter a hug and kissed the top of her head.

"Goodnight dad, daddy." She said and it was the last thing she said before heading up to her room.

*R*

Rachel closed the door to her room quietly. She slipped into her bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. When she came back from the bathroom, she walked to her bed and lied down on top of the covers. Her mind was blank for a moment before an image of a girl came to her mind…

'Santana's such a pretty name for a girl. I guess it fits since she's gorgeous. I wish I was as pretty as her. Her body is so…'

Rachel remembered her encounter with the tall Latina. Santana had an amazing body. Rachel recalled back the sensations of touching that body. The feeling of her body pressed up to Santana felt amazing. Rachel's right hand slipped down inside her pyjama bottoms, her other hand cupped her breasts. She remembered every touch, every breath, and every tingle she felt when she touched Santana.

That night, Rachel came with Santana's name on her lips.

*S*

"RACHEL! RACHEL, WHERE ARE YOU!"

Santana had been looking around the football field for the past five minutes, and she couldn't find a trace of the petite girl. She saw Puck run towards her from…wherever he came from (Santana didn't really care at that point). Puck's tool bag was gone, he was panting from running across the football field.

"What the hell is wrong with you, San! We're supposed to stay quiet! It's called sneaking out for a reason…and why does the field look like a plane crash landed on it? Did you do this?"

Santana didn't even answer Puck's questions. She kept walking towards the bleachers, where she thought Rachel could've hidden herself. Santana continued to ignore Puck, which further irritated the mohawked boy. Santana finally looked at him after a minute or two.

"What do you want?"

Puck just looked at her like she grew another head, and stayed like looking like that for a whole minute. Santana looked annoyed and a little impatient. She seemed a little flushed too, Puck noticed

"What happened to you? You look…I don't know, flushed?"

Santana rolled her eyes.

"Just mind…"

Santana was cut off by the sound of a police siren wailing in the distance. The two best friends looked at each other for a moment, before turning around and sprinting away from where the police siren could be heard.

"What is the police doing here?" Puck asked loudly. He was panting slightly

"Oh I don't know, maybe they're for the tea party I invited them to. OR MAYBE BECAUSE THE SCHOOLS FOOTBALL FIELD LOOKS LIKE A PLANE CRASH LANDED ON IT, YOU DUMBASS"

'Somebody must have seen what happened and called the police.' Santana thought. 'Wait… that means that someone saw what happened to Rachel…'

Santana slowed down a little bit and looked around the field. She was hoping to see the person that called the police over. She also needs to ask the person what happened to Rachel, but when Puck and Santana reached the fence Santana gave up looking and just focused on not getting caught by the police.

Both teenagers jumped over the fence and ran as far away from their school as possible.

*Next Morning*

Santana was in a grumpy mood. After staying up all night thinking of the beautiful, smaller brunette Santana had decided that she was going to find the girl and give her hell for leaving Santana turned on, and for making her look like a complete idiot. No one makes Santana Fucking Lopez look like an idiot. The last time someone did that, they broke a few bones and the dumb bitch spent a few weeks in the hospital.

Anyways, Santana was extra bitchy in the morning. Maria Lopez definitely noticed. The girl snapped at her own mother twice at breakfast, and usually that would get Santana in pretty big trouble, but Maria noticed that her daughter seemed to be bothered by…something. And before Maria could ask anything, the doorbell rang and her oldest daughter gave her a kiss on the cheek before rushing out of the house.

She's definitely going to ask when Santana comes home.

"I heard that Coach went ape shit on Figgins when she saw what happened on the field. She said that was going to hunt down whoever did that to the field, and she was going to 'Torture them until they truly know what pain is' No one is gonna mess with her Cheerios or their practices for Nationals apparently."

Quinn was extra talkative today for some reason. Santana just wanted her to shut up. Her limbs were extremely tired (they were almost numb). Sue Sylvester had made them work extremely hard today. Some of the Cheerios passed out, and the other half ended up breaking down and started crying. When the fifth Cheerio just passed out in the middle of running some laps around the gym, Sue finally sent the girls to the showers. Santana's muscles felt like it was as heavy as lead, or it felt like it was melting off of her. Her bitchiness hadn't faded off from this morning either. She had thrown a few slushies already, and she was looking for another way to take out her frustration.

"San?"

Santana looked to her right. Brittany looked exhausted, but unlike Santana, the tall blonde still had a smile on her face.

"What is it Britt-Britt?" Santana asked. Her expression softened when she looked at the blonde.

"Is there something bothering you? You've been frowning like that since my mom picked you up this morning. You know that I don't like it when you frown for too long. They give you Pringles. I don't know how though."

Santana couldn't stop the smile that crept on her face

"Britt, its wrinkles, frowning too much gives you wrinkles. And no, nothing is bothering me. I'm just tired from practice this morning. Like, REALLY tired"

Santana would've kept talking but somewhere in front of her she heard a laugh. Usually Santana wouldn't just stop in the middle of the hallway because she heard someone laugh (and she was pretty sure that no one does that anyways), but there was something oddly familiar about this laugh. It took Santana a full minute before she realized that the laugh was familiar because, even though she had never heard her laugh, Santana was pretty sure that the angelic laugh that she just heard would sound exactly the same if Rachel did it.

"S? You okay there?"

"Should we bring her to the hospital? My uncle did the same thing one time when he was sitting down. He just stopped moving and apparently he had like, stroke and stuff."

Brittany's voice brought Santana out of her trance. Well, that and Quinn's fingers snapping in front of her face multiple times. Santana started power walking to where she thought she heard the laugh. Quinn and Brittany just followed with confused expression on their faces.

*R*

Rachel was a little distracted when she arrived at school. When she heard that Sue Sylvester was going to be looking for whoever destroyed her field, Rachel felt scared. She promised herself that she was going to be extra careful of her using her powers. She didn't really need people like Sue or the police to know that a teenager with superpowers destroyed the school's football field. She was a little sorry though when Emily walks up to her that morning. The poor girl looked like she just wanted to lie down and sleep for the rest of the millennium. Emily said that Coach was extra tough on them that day because her (Sue paid for the field to be as perfect as it could be) field was not usable at the moment, and Rachel was thankful that even though Emily looked like she was going to fall asleep anytime, the taller brunette still wanted to walk Rachel to her first class.

"Em, are you sure that you don't need to go to the nurse's office? I think that you really need some rest after the tiring practice this morning. I mean, you are barely walking straight."

"Don't worry about it, Rach. I'm just fine. I'll be walking straight again before lunch, I promise. I'm not sure about my arms though. Coach made me do a hundred push ups. It was so hard and I had to do it really fast…"

The two girls looked at each other for a moment before they busted out in laughter. They laughed loudly and some people looked over. After a minute their laughs dissolved into nothing, but there were wide smiles on their faces. Rachel hooked her arms with Emily before letting the taller girl walk her to class.

*S*

Santana looked around her. She was sure that this is where she heard Rachel's laugh. But after looking around for a few minutes she couldn't find the chestnut haired goddess. 'Maybe it's just my imagination…' Santana thought.

"S? Could you tell me what you're looking for? You're freaking me out here." Quinn asked. Curiosity was obvious in her voice.

Santana wasn't sure if she should tell both blondes about the petite girl that she met last night. After a moment, Santana decided that three people looking for the same person is better that just one. So Santana sighed and told both blondes what happened last night…

"Let me get this right. You think that a girl named Rachel goes to this school. And this 'Rachel' girl molested you last night in the middle of the football field, and magically disappeared afterwards? And you like this chick?" Quinn asked

Santana rolled her eyes

"That's what I just said didn't I? Besides who said that I liked her? I said that no one makes fun of Santana Fucking Lopez. The last bitch that did that to me spent a few weeks in the hospital."

"I felt sad for Amy." Brittany said from where she was sitting beside Santana in the cafeteria. The Unholy Trinity was sitting in a table by themselves. Santana had decided that she should tell the blondes at lunch because they had two minutes before the bell rang, and the Latina didn't want to miss any important parts because she was rushing. Quinn was listening somewhat attentively and Brittany was just playing with her food the whole time. Quinn was thinking deeply before she told Santana that she was going to help her find the mystery girl.

"Only because I wanna know what happened to the field." Quinn said when Santana asked her why she wants to help.

"So…you might wanna give me some description on the girl. It helps you know." Quinn said.

"Well, she's really tiny. Like, less than five foot? She has chestnut hair that reaches half way down her back. She has this hot, long ass legs. I'd kill to see those legs in short skirts" Santana's eyes glazed over. She just couldn't help herself.

"Your gay is showing" Quinn said with an unladylike snort. Brittany mumbled something under her breath. Santana couldn't quite hear it but she was sure that the ditzy blonde just said that Santana had a crush. Santana ignored both blondes and continued her description of Rachel

"Anyways, she has these big brown eyes, plump, pouty lips and I think that she's Jewish. That's a big guess for me but she could pass off as Puck's little sister…kind of.

Quinn closed her eyes. Santana could tell that her hazel eyed friend was trying to visualize Rachel's face in her mind. After a moment, Quinn finally opened her eyes and nodded.

"I think I would know what she look like if I saw her."

"Good. What about you Britt-Britt?" Santana turned to the tall blonde

"Yeah…I think I would know that Rachel when I see her."

Brittany's brows were furrowed in concentration. She looked like she was trying to remember something. Santana just left her to her thoughts. She turned to Quinn and asked her if the girl could be in one of her morning classes. Quinn thought about it for a minute before shaking her head 'no'

Santana had to put her all if she was to find Rachel.

*R*

"Thanks again for letting your mom give me a ride home. My dads are too busy to pick me up today."

"Its fine Rachel, my mom doesn't really mind."

Emily and Rachel were walking down an almost empty hallway. School has just ended and Emily's mother nice enough to give a ride home to the young Berry. Usually Emily had after school Cheerios practice, but after this morning Sue had decided that it would be best to let her cheerleaders rest. She was pretty sure that if the after school practice went as badly as the morning one, some of her Cheerios might actually die of exhaustion. And she didn't need that now. She needed to find the person who messed with her lovely field first.

Emily and Rachel were on their way to the school parking lot, when Rachel saw someone she recognized right away.

"Brittany?"

The ditzy blonde was standing in front of her unopened locker. Her back pack was sitting on the floor beside her feet. The look of concentration was evident on her face. It looked like she was trying to open the locker with her mind. Rachel smiled widely. The girl's oddness was one of the reason Rachel liked the girl as more than a friend.

Rachel ran over to hug the tall blonde. At first Brittany was tense. Santana taught her to knee the stranger's groin if they do something she didn't like, but after seeing the Rachel's face Brittany squeeled and hugged back tighter, almost squeezing out the air in the smaller girl's lungs. After a moment, the two girls separated and began to ask each other questions about their lives excitedly. The two would have kept talking, but Emily made her presence known with a small cough.

"Oh, right. How rude of me. Britt, this is…"

"Emily, I know. She's one of the older Cheerios."

Brittany waved at the older cheerleader enthusiastically. Emily smiled and waved back. Rachel seemed to notice that her blonde friend was wearing a Cheerios uniform. Emily turned to Rachel.

"I'm sorry Rach, but my mom is waiting for us in the car."

"But, can't you guys stay to meet my friend Santana?"

Rachel tensed. Santana. The Latina attended WHMS? Wait; is it the same Santana that she met last night? What would Santana do if she sees Rachel again? Would Santana ask her why she left her in the middle of a torn football field?

'Of course she would, you dumbass.'

Rachel turned to Brittany and decided that she can't risk this Santana to see her (even though she's not sure that this Santana is the same one from last night)

"Maybe next time Britt. I really need to get home now. Come on, Em let's go"

Rachel gave Brittany a quick hug before grabbing Emily's hand and dragging her towards the direction of the school's parking lot.

"Bye, Rachy." Brittany said to the now empty hallway.

Exactly a minute later, Santana arrives at Brittany's locker.

"Hey Britt-Britt, do you need help in opening you locker again?"

"Yup"

Brittany was cheerful again. She seemed extra giddy, so Santana decided to ask.

"I met my close friend from dance class."

"Oh really? What's his name?" Santana's interest was evident in her voice. She didn't know that one of Brittany's dance class friends went to McKinley.

"She's a girl and her name is Rachy." Brittany said

Santana stopped opening the girl's locker.

"Rachy? What kind of name is that?" she asked

"Don't make fun of her, San. Rachy is my only friend in dance class. You should be nice to her. Oh, and she was going to get a ride from Emily."

"You mean the same Emily that goes to Cheerios with us?"

"Yup, that's the one"

"Well…"

Santana was cut off by a cell phone ringing. It was Santana's. The Latina answered the phone. It was her mom telling her that she had arrived at school to pick Brittany and Santana up. Santana grabbed all the things Britt needed before closing the girl's locker and walking the blonde to the parking lot (with their pinkies linked of course)

That night Santana promised herself that she was going to do anything to find Rachel.

A/N: WELL HELLO THERE, READERS. I'M SORRY THAT THIS UPDATE TOOK SO LONG (2 WEEKS AND A HALF) BUT BECAUSE OF THE STRIKE THAT MY TEACHERS ARE IN HERE IN VANCOUVER BRITISH COLUMBIA, AND THE SPRING BREAK, MY TEACHERS DECIDED TO LET THEIR STUDEDNTS DO EVERYTING SO WE DON'T GET LEFT BEHIND AFTER 2 WEEKS AND THREE DAYS OF NO SCHOOL.

AND TO ANSWER YOU QUESTIONS, YES Rachel AND EMILY WILL GET TOGETHER A LITTLE BIT BEFORE SANTANA COMES IN THE PICTURE. JUST BECAUSE I LOVE Jelous!Santana

ANYWAYS, THANK YOU FOR ALL OF YOU WHO REVIEWED AND PUT THIS STORY IN THEIR FAVORITES AND ALERTS. PLEASE KEEP IT UP!

Next time: A person from The Blast comes to Lima looking for Rachel, and will Santana finally find the young diva?