After School Special

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, or anything associated the show.

Chapter 4: Middle of Nowhere

JANUARY 2011

On the first day of New Year; Quinn sat on her bed, and thought about everything that had happened in the last year. The main thing that Quinn was focused on was Rachel. Dating Rachel had definitely been the highlight of her year. Quinn learned a lot about herself through Rachel; the most important thing she learned was that being true to yourself was the most important thing to do, even if other looked down on you for it. Rachel made Quinn very happy and really that is what made Quinn love her. Her relationship with Rachel wasn't just different from her other relationships because Rachel was a girl; it was also different because it wasn't about appearances. When she was dating Finn, it was about being popular and being head Cheerio, but with Rachel it was just about being herself, not holding up appearances. Being with Rachel was easy for Quinn; it wasn't a chore to keep the relationship fresh and different. Even though that haven't had sex yet, they still found new ways to have fun and play around.

However, there was another reason the tiny brunette was on her girlfriend's mind right now. Ever since the break stared Rachel was acting oddly. At first the changes did not concern Quinn, since they were not that big; Rachel would sleep later or she would sing less, but Quinn just figured that she was just tired and taking the time to relax. However, as the days went on Rachel started to act more and more strangely. She was suddenly getting extremely clingy with Quinn. She didn't like it when Quinn went home for the night and she got really upset when Quinn spent the day with her sister, who came to visit for the holidays with her husband. Quinn also noticed that Rachel was more restless when she slept; normally Rachel slept through just about everything, but when Quinn asked what was going on Rachel just said that she always slept differently while on breaks. She said that having a schedule always made her sleep more soundly. She also noticed that Rachel was also inviting Santana and Brittany with them more when they went out. Quinn loved spending time with her two best friends, but she also wanted to spend some alone time with just her girlfriend and that was hard to do if there were always additional people hanging around. Santana and Brittany also said that Rachel was acting peculiar too. They told Quinn that Rachel was too quiet for their liking, and that they also noticed that she liked to be surrounded by more people than she used too. Quinn was a little more observant with her girlfriend, because other people had noticed that something was up with Rachel. If other people noticed a change, it meant Rachel was acting Un-Rachel like and Quinn wasn't imagining it.

When school stared again, Quinn was happy that Rachel seemed to go back to herself. Maybe it was the lack of schedule like Rachel said after all. As Quinn went through the day with her girlfriend she was happy to see that Rachel was at least slightly back to herself. She was listening to Rachel talk about what she did with Mr. Schue to get Glee back into the swing of things after break. Normally Quinn really didn't pay attention to what Rachel said when it came to Glee, but she was so happy that Rachel seemed to be back to her chatty self that she paid full attention.

"So, we were thinking that since we won Sectionals with a duet for the ballad that we would do that again for Regionals, but right now we are going to focus on the Open House because the school board is going to be there. Mr. Schue thinks that if we can impress them we might get a bigger budget. I really hope he is right, because we…" Rachel suddenly stopped talking.

When Quinn noticed Rachel stopped talking mid-sentence she looked up at her girlfriend and then followed her gaze to the Biology classroom, where Mr. Wilde was against the doorframe talking to Mr. Schue.

"I wonder what, they are talking about, has Mr. Schue said anything to you about it. Is Mr. Wilde doing something with Glee" Quinn asked.

"No, but that doesn't mean anything. They could just be talking. I mean they work together and they are around the same age, maybe they're fiends or something," Rachel stuttered.

"Yeah, I guess. Do you mind if we stop by my locker before we go to homeroom."

"No not at all." Rachel said, glad that Quinn changed the subject. She took Quinn's hand and the pair walked towards Quinn's locker.

Rachel and Quinn met Santana and Brittany outside of the homeroom, and the four girls went into the classroom together right as the bell rang.

"So, how was your weekend and anniversary, did you guys have any fun" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, San and I had some fun on Friday night and on Saturday she took me to the park to feed the ducks and then we went to the mall and she bought me this necklace," Brittany smiled. She took the necklace out of her turtleneck to show to Quinn and Rachel. "Isn't it really pretty? S has one just like it"

The necklace was a white gold pendant with an "S" and a "B" interlocking.

"It's really pretty Britt," Quinn said.

As the girls continued to talk about their holiday and their weekend, Rachel's mind began to wander away from the conversation and started to focus on why Mr. Schue and Mr. Wilde were talking. She really hoped that they weren't becoming friends, because that would mean, that there would a good chance that she would also see him outside of school, and she didn't think she could handle that.

Sue was sitting in her office looking through an old photo album full of pictures of Brittany. Sue looked at the pictures, and they reminded her of all the memories she had shared with her daughter. As she got to the last page she looked at the picture of Rachel, Quinn, Brittany, and Santana all snuggled up together on the Berry's couch, and smiled at the memory. She placed the picture down on her desk, and pulled the plastic protective sheeting from the page. Sue carefully picked the picture up, and placed it on the empty spot in the album, she them placed the protective sheet back. Sue looked at the picture again, but this time her focus was not on her daughter; it was on Rachel.

Sue had noticed a change in Rachel right around the time school let out for the holidays. Instead of the bright bubbly girl she was use to seeing, she saw a shy, quiet girl take her place. It was strange to see Rachel like this and something in her gut told Sue, that something must have happened to Rachel that would cause the alter personality. She spent a lot of her break trying to figure out what happened, but she really didn't have much success. Since she knew she was getting nowhere she decided to meet with Shelby for lunch to see if she knew anything or saw anything different in Rachel.

Sue and Shelby met at a small café, just outside of Lima.

"So Sue, you said you wanted to talk."

"Yes, I was wondering if you noticed any change in Rachel since Christmas break. She seemed different to me, and I wanted to know if it was just me or if something is really wrong," Sue said.

"No, you are not imagining it, I have noticed it too, I talked to Elias and Jackson about it and they said that she has been oddly quiet at home. However, Will said that she seems fine in Glee and Spanish; so I really don't know." Shelby explained.

"I don't know she just seems to be acting strangely, like something is wrong, I don't know what it could be though, whenever I ask Brittany or Santana they say they have no idea as to what is going on."

The women continued to talk about Rachel, as well as other things. When the lunch hour was ending Shelby spoke up.

"Rachel is spending the weekend with me, I will see if I can find anything out and let you know if she says anything.

As January went on Rachel noticed that Mr. Wilde was becoming less obvious. Instead of having her stay after class, he would leave her notes on tests and papers. He also would watch her very closely in class too. These actions made it easier for Rachel to pretend that she was fine. She noticed that more and more people had noticed her odd behavior, and now that Mr. Wilde was not actually physically confronting her, it was easier to put on the old Rachel Berry persona when people were around. Rachel was so immersed in working on her assignment in biology that she didn't even notice when the bell rang. By the time she finished packing her bag, the rest of the class had emptied the classroom and Mr. Wilde had shut the classroom door. Rachel noticed this and suddenly felt her stomach tie it's self in knots.

"I'm glad that you decided to stay behind Rachel," Mr. Wilde said, as he walked towards his desk.

"Mr. Wilde, I really need to get to Spanish, we are getting our midterms back today, and I really want to see how I did," she said. Rachel attempted to walk towards the closed door, but she was cut off when Mr. Wilde stopped her path.

"Rachel you know, you can address me as Christopher or Chris when we are alone. Mr. Wilde is too formal."

"You are my teacher Mr. Wilde; I cannot address you by your first name." Rachel said, trying to move around the man blocking her exit.

"Nonsense, don't worry about that Rach," he replied, and leaned against the doorframe completely obstructing any choice of Rachel exiting.

"I would really prefer if you called me Rachel, I feel un comfortable when teachers address me with nicknames."

"You don't need to think of me as a teacher,' Mr. Wilde said

"Mr. Wilde, I really uncomfortable with this, can I …"

Suddenly Rachel saw Mr. Wilde moving his mouth towards her, and she quickly turned her head to the side before he could kiss her.

Slightly off-putted by being met with Rachel's ear instead of her lips, Mr. Wilde quickly though of a plan, and then began to move his mouth towards her ear,

"If you move your head again, I will fail you. Then you will not be able to participate in Glee; you would also have to stay after school with me every day to bring your average up, to maintain your 4.0 GPA," he whispered, roughly into her ear.

Rachel only nodded when she felt his hot breath in her ear. She slowly turned her head to face him, only to be met with his mouth right away. Almost instantly he started to get more into the kiss. He took hold of her hands and placed them behind her back, and then began to move his hands all over her body. When he got to her breast he encircled them with his fingers before grasping them, causing Rachel to jump slightly. Knowing he had a free this period Mr. Wilde was about to go further with the kiss when suddenly the bell rang signaling that the next class had begun, causing them to jump apart. Rachel was fidgeting like crazy when Mr. Wilde walked back to his desk.

"I will right you a late pass, for Mr. Schuster."

The second Rachel got out of the classroom; Spanish class was the furthest thing on her mind. She rushed to the bathroom to the handicap stall and began to vomit into the toilet. She stayed in the stall for about fifteen minutes alternating between dry heaving and crying. She knew that she couldn't be seen in the hallways right now so she stayed in the stall pressed against the cool tiled wall of the bathroom. She tried to prevent a panic attack form coming on, but failed. By the time the bell rang to end class Rachel quickly left the bathroom, rushed to her locker, and went to her last class before lunch; which luckily she didn't share with Quinn, Brittany, Santana or anybody else in Glee. In Glee practice after school Mr. Schue asked Rachel to stay behind. she knew right away what he wanted. He was going to ask why she was not in Spanish, when she was in Glee for class first period and had stayed after for second period to help him out. When the question came up Rachel said that she didn't feel good, so she went to the bathroom and vomited. She explained to Mr. Schue that she was feeling much better by lunchtime. When he asked why she didn't go to the nurse, she told him that she went to her locker and drank some ginger ale and ate some crackers that she had in her locker for lunch. Moreover, she said that she was going to go to the nurse if she didn't feel any better by lunch.

Two weeks after the kiss Mr. Wilde asked Rachel to stay behind after class so he could show her how to take care of the Shelly, the turtle.

"You see, Rachel, Shelly really easy to take care of," Mr. Wilde said, taking her to the back of the room. "All she needs is a little extra attention." He pinned her against the counter and pressed his lips harshly against hers. She wanted to struggle and squirm away from him, but remembering his threat from the last time he kissed her, she quickly relaxed into it and moved her lips against his. He took that as encouragement though, as his hands began to wander up under her shirt and up towards her breasts. He cupped them roughly and ran his thumb over her nipple.

Rachel hated this. Tears flowed from her eyes as she fought to suppress the moan as her body began to betray her. He kept stroking her until he felt her nipples harden and then he pinched one, causing Rachel to whimper.

"Is this turning you on as much as it is me," he whispered into her ear and shifted so that she could feel his erection press against her stomach. She cringed, but he didn't notice because he was too busy kissing down her neck. She wanted to scream for him to stop. He was her teacher and she was with Quinn. Sure, she and Quinn have gone farther, and she's even gone father with Puck and Finn, but this was just different.

He picked up her skirt, and slipped his hand down her tights and into her underwear. She let out another whimper. "Oh, you're so wet, Rachel." He smiled at her and slipped two fingers into her. She cried out at the intrusion and cried harder. It hurt. Even though, Puck, and Finn have fingered her before she wasn't used to being stretched that much. "You're so tight. You're still a virgin, aren't you?"

"Please," Rachel whispered, "don't."

"Baby," he cooed, "I'm not going to hurt you. Relax. I want you to come for me." He slowly began to pump in and out of her and used his palm to rub up against her clitoris. Rachel scrunched her eyes shut. It hurt less and less as he continued to pump into her and the simulation on her clit was really working her towards an orgasm. She gripped the counter, trying to fight it off. She didn't want to come. She didn't want to be here. She wanted to be home in her room with Quinn. She smiled as she thought about her loving girlfriend, and that was enough to make her forget where she was and lose her fight with herself. She gasped as her orgasm hit her and she rode the waves of ecstasy she moaned her lover's name.

She didn't have time to bask in the afterglow, because she heard Mr. Wilde growl. "You were thinking about her? After I made you come?" Gently he pushed against her hymen just enough for her to feel the pain, but not enough to break it. She groaned in pain. "See. Her fingers aren't inside you right now, mine are. I think you need to apologize for crying her name out. After all, you wouldn't want me telling her that you cheated on her. She's back on the Cheerios and I'm sure you don't want to be getting slushied again."

Rachel looked at him and watched him undo his pants and expose himself. "Come on," he pushed as he backed up enough to give her full access to his penis. She meekly, started to stroke him. This is something that she has never done before and she feared that he would ruin her if she didn't do a good job. "No," he said, "in your mouth. Come on. You know you want to do this." If it was possible, she cried even harder as lowered herself to take him in her mouth. He moaned at the contact and she fought her nausea as he thrust himself in and out of her mouth. She appreciated her lack of gag reflex, because she would have definitely choked with the way he kept moving in her mouth. He grabbed her hand and used it to stroke the parts of him that he didn't thrust in her mouth. It didn't take him long, and in a few minutes let out a growl as he emptied himself into her mouth. "Swallow it. Swallow it all," he ordered her. She quickly swallowed a few times and was thankful none of it touched her taste buds, because she knew that she would lose her lunch right then and there if she did. He pulled out of her mouth and murmured, "Good girl." He put himself away and kissed the top of her forehead. "Have a good weekend, Rachel."

The second Rachel left the classroom she rushed to the bathroom.