A/N: Hey thanks for reading! I know some of you are following, so don't be afraid to review! Send me your thoughts and ideas and I might just use them…
September 7, 2011
The first Glee rehearsal of the new school year was in session. Some, like Rachel, considered the rain to be a bad omen for the new season. Will said it would wash away every bad event from last year to create a cleaner, fertilized start for this year. The glee club thought it was bs, but they admired Will's optimism, so they let it go.
As always, Rachel demanded her solo. "Mr. Schuster, I have prepared Astonishing from the Broadway flop Little Women. Quite frankly I don't understand why it wasn't a success! The music is invigorating, and it's based on a classic tale of women trying to find themselves in a less-than-ideal situation. In my opinion, it really should-" he cut her off.
"Actually, before we move forward," he began with his I-have-a-lesson-plan voice, "we're going to look back on everything that we did last year. I thought it would be fun to go back over some of our favorites like "Dog Days are Over", "Born This Way", "Dancing Queen" and for my personal enjoyment, your mash-up of "Umbrella" and "Singing in the Rain."
Other than Rachel, everyone in the room seemed excited to go over some favorites. Rachel sat there, mesmerized, by everyone's excitement. How can they all be so happy? she silently pondered. The first few numbers went off without a hitch. Everyone gave them their all and they were sweating buckets, so they were clearly ready for the water refresher of "Umbrella". Everyone was in place when Rachel ran out. Everyone could hear her sobs and her footsteps as she darted for the auditorium door.
Will trailed after her. "Wait a minute, guys," he called back to the glee club. He must have ran for 7 minutes before he passed Rachel sitting in the window area, weeping into her arms. He looked her over for a moment. The way her hair framed her defined face was certainly striking. "Rachel, what's wrong?"
"I am not going back in there," she replied curtly.
"Rachel," he said with a stern voice, "I can't have you leaving because you want to be a diva after every rehearsal."
"Then I quit"
"What?"
"I think you heard me Mr. Schuster, if you can't deal with me, then I quit."
And he let her go, simple as that. As she ran away, he felt a slight twitching in his finger. The twitching then metastasized to his palm, and later to his whole hand. Then the same sensation spread throughout his entire torso, and finally his whole body. But by the time the strange twitching sensation persuaded his body to follow her, she was gone.