AN: Sorry about the first chapter I actually thought it was gonna be longer ,but I was wrong obviously. Bear with me I am still new to updating or really anything that has to do with my profile. So in other news will Santana finally meet Rachel and if so how will she react to her leaving and coming back and there will be some bromance with Puck and Rachel (ill admit im leaning towards puck)or Mike and Rachel let me know on who you want to be Rachel's lesbro(Every lesbian has to have one)so to end this long AN lets get this show on the road…or story well whatever.~A
So far my first day in Lima has been uneventful. I woke up at exactly seven in the morning(yeah im lazy most of the time, but tardiness is one of my pet peeves) and left for school. I walked to the place that I knew I would later call my personal hell hole number two/
The moment I walked in I immediately felt everyone's eyes on me. I didn't I should feel flattered of just freaked our….ill just go with the second one. I didn't even have to ask what the school colors were either. Everywhere I looked I saw cheerleader in a red and white uniforms(I even had to admit they looked kind of lame, but with the amount of skin it showed I didn't care)and I saw so many guys with red and white letterman jackets. I looked at the locker numbers looking for mine. Finally I just gave up and decided to ask a dude with a stupid looking Mohawk.
"Hey, dude, you mind helping me find my locker" I asked Mohawk dude. He turned around and looked me up and down as if deciding if I was the trouble or not. I snapped my fingers in his face when I noticed his eyes go glossy. You know the kind of glossy eyes you get when you are fantasying about something. Yeah kind of talking about experience here.
"I'm Noah Puckerman ,but you can call me Puck." He leered stressing out the word 'you' way more than I deemed appropriate.
"Yeah ,whatever. Are you gonna help me with my locker or not." I know it sounded harsh ,but this guy probably wouldn't stop until I tell him straight up not to.
He didn't say anything just looked at me with a weird expression on his face. I handed him the paper with my locker information. He wordlessly took it then walked a few steps further sown the hall and stopped at what I assumed to be my locker.
I put the combination in then proceeded to put my books for my afternoon classes in my locker. I looked up and noticed Puck still standing there.
"I know that this will sound cliché ,but have we met before? Its just that you look really familiar. Maybe we met at a party or something." He asked.
"No, I doubt that I just moved in from California." I said chuckling. I just hope that this dude can take a hint that I'm not interested.
"Ahh a Cali girl nice. But are sure maybe we were both drunk and we hooked up.". "Look ,dude, I'm sorry if this hurts your ego ,but we never hooked up and probably never will". I said and slammed my locker shut to prove my point.
"Whoa. Look I didn't mean to offend yo-" He went to apoligize.
"No, I'm sorry I didn't mean to snap at you. Its just that I have had this conversation with so many people its gets tiring after a while." I explained. "Look I didn't mean it that way I just meant that we will never hook up because I am an out and proud rainbow rider." I said smirking. I nearly groaned in frustration though when I saw a confused expression on his face.
Damn this guy is persistent. I already told that I am gay what more does he need. Maybe I have to wear a sign around my neck that says :I AM A LESBIAN. SO DUDES BACK OFF. GIRLS MAY I HAVE YOUR NUMBERS? Just to get it though his head.
"So your gay?" He asked.
"Wow ,dude, way to point out the obvious. Look let me put in a way you could understand. I like chicks not dicks. I like the hole not the pole. When I say 'that's what she said' I am actually talking from experience." I said not even bothering to hide to hide the annoyed tone out of my voice.
I didn't wait for him to even reply I just turned and left to my first period class which happened to Math eww.
"Hey wait up!" I heard Puck yell. I heard some footsteps grow louder as he jogged over. "Look I have no problem with the gay thing. It just caught me off guard. Look I just wanted to give you a word of advice because not every one is gonna be a accepting as me here." He said quickly.
"I kind of figured as much honestly ,but don't worry about me. There is nothing I cant handle." I said actually grateful that he tried to help me despite him trying to flirt with me when we first talked.
"No problem. So what class are you going to? That is if you are going to class seeing as we are late already." He said checking his watch.
I didn't even notice that we were mostly the only ones left in the hall other than the other few kids that are late also. "Yeah, I have Math right now with…. Ms. Stevens." I said checking my schedule to see if I was right.
"Sweet I have her right now too. She is a babe also . I would totally tap that if she would just let me." I laughed at the frustration in his voice.
"I'm guessing you have already tried ,but you got turned down." I asked as he steered me towards class. "Yeah ,but apparently she said its illegal and something about it being immoral."
"And that doesn't matter. Dude you just got turned down. I banged my science teacher so many times we were basically friends with benefits." I said smugly with my signature smirk on my face. I heard Puck's footsteps falter and I didn't wait up I just walked into class.
Puck was right. This teacher probably wasn't even in her thirties by the looks of it. ". What is your excuse for being late this time." She asked and just turned to give me a small smile then turned to Puck who just walked in.
"Ohh ,I was just showing…."He trailed off barely noticing he didn't know my name. "Rachel. My name is Rachel Lopez." I said.
"Yes, they told me I was getting a new student ,but the name on the roster is Rachel Berry." She said with slightly confused while she looked at a paper.
"Yeah. Well its wrong I go by Rachel Lopez not by Rachel Berry." I said coldly. Doesn't matter what my dad thinks or says I am not a Berry.
"Okay I will talk to the counselor to change it for you." She replied not looking at me in the eye. Opps I guess I scared her….good.
"Now please find and empty seat so I can start my lesson." She asked politely. I looked for an empty seat ,but Puck waved me over while glaring at a kid with glasses to move. The kid scrambled to find a new seat and I sat next to Puck taking out a notebook to start doodling and writing.
"That was so badass. That's another awesome thing about this teacher she is a total pushover when you show her your serious and you know other than the nice eye candy." Puck said. Not paying attention to the teacher either. I just nodded and started writing some lyrics to a song I've been working on.
"You should change it." I heard Puck mutter. "What" I asked slightly offended because I do take my music serious. "I said you should change it. That B chord should be a D chord." He explained.
I thought about it and imagined the guitar with the lyrics and it actually did sound better. I erased it then wrote down Puck's suggestion down. "Do you play?" I asked.
"What?"
"Do you play? Like an instrument? Its because not anyone can spot it only people who either play or write music." I explained.
"Yeah I play a couple of instruments ,but I'm not in a band or anything. I am on the football team though." He said.
"That's cool. What position?" I asked. I did know about sports but my sport was basketball and nothing is gonna change that. I should probably ask if there is a team here.
"You know football? Wow that's not weird ,but then again its not every day a lesbian walks into this school." He chuckled.
"Yea I used to watch it all the time with my father all the time." I said before I can stop myself. Please don't ask. Please don't ask.
"What happened you don't watch it anymore or did your father…." He trailed off. And he had to ask. "Umm my father died when I was younger." I replied quickly. Hoping he would let it go.
Puck didn't say anything just pointed to the notebook I was writing in. I nodded and watched him read some stuff I had written. He chuckled at some drawings I had in there I saw his face to an expression that looked like he was impressed when he saw some songs and other real drawings I had.
"You know these are really good." He said his eyes still glued to my notebook.
"What's really good?" I asked not knowing what he was referring to.
"Everything the drawings, the lyrics, and the music in general." He said in awe.
The bell rang after that we walked out and headed towards my locker.
"What is you second period.?"
'I have athletics right now."
Well I have History ,but do you know where the gym is at or a you gonna get lost?
"Ummm, yea I think I'm gonna need some help getting there." I admitted. I saw Puck look around until he spotted a boy who basically resembled how a gay guy should look. I wonder how Puck knows him.
"Hey Kurt. I remember you mentioning that you had second period P.E. Do you mind taking my female counterpart with you? If I get late to class again Coach Bieste is gonna kill me." Puck asked with a hint of a smirk when he mentioned me.
"Yes. It would be my pleasure." the guy said.
"I'm Kurt Hummel." He introduced.
"Rachel Lopez." I replied shaking his hand.
"So ,Rachel Lopez, did you just transfer in?" He asked as we started walking to our destination.
"Yea. I just transferred here from California."
"Ok so you are a Cali girl. Nice. So what made you transfer form exciting California to boring old Ohio." He asked.
"My dad didn't like California anymore." I replied quickly. I didn't even know if I was lying or not. My dad never even gave me the reason of why we did move.
"Well don't wor-"
"How do you know Puck?" I interrupted.
"Puck? We are actually in glee club together so I know him fairly well. We just don't talk in school that much because of the social ladder." He explained.
"Glee club? Isn't that like show choir?" I asked trying to hold back my laugh. I mean seriously I enjoy music as much as the next guy ,but Puck? Really? Next thing you know I'm gonna find out that there is some cheerleaders in it also.
"Yes. It is show choir. The thought of it sounds ridiculous ,I know, but it really is a nice experience. Hey you know we are always looking for new members. Maybe you like to join?"
"I don't know." I tried to remember if my father said anything about joining any extra activities. Well I will just call him to let him know or let him know while we are in public.
"C'mon if you worried about being a social outcast then don't worry about it we actually have the most popular kids in the club." He said literally bouncing up and down.
"Alright if Puck is in it I guess it can't be that bad."
"Great. Well today we have a meeting after school in the choir room if you want to go." He offered while opening a large metal door that led to the gym.
"Ok well this is the gym and I would say to go talk to coach Bieste since you are new and she will assign you your uniform."
"Thanks Kurt I will see you later." I said distractedly. Not my fault I got distracted though turns out that people are allowed to wear shorts that can pass for underwear.
"Are you lost or something?" I was so distracted I didn't even notice a lady come up to me. She was tall and was extremely muscular and if that's coming from me then it has to mean something.
"Umm no. I'm actually looking for Coach Bieste." I said not taking my eyes off of the group of girls that have now huddled and were whispering to each other and occasionally glancing at me.
"Well if you would stop having eye-sex with those girls then you would know that you are talking to her."
I looked away from the eye candy and looked toward Coach Bieste with an annoyed expression.
"So welcome to McKinley. We already have all your papers so you'll be with them tomorrow." She said gesturing to the girls I was staring at. "We honestly don't even have a uniform you have to wear just wear a red t-shirt. Any questions?"
"Yea I was actually wondering if there was a basketball team here?" I asked . Glad that I actually remembered something for once.
"Actually there is and they just picked out the team ,but you can come to the next practice and that will count as your try-outs." She said with a skeptical look on her face.
I don't really blame her for being suspicious either. I would be too if I wasn't me and I met myself….if that actually makes sense.
I sat on the bleachers and listened to music for the rest of the class period since coach said I didn't have to do anything ,but just to be ready for try-outs for tomorrow. The bell rang and I walked to History with a very boring old man named who can put the most energetic person to sleep. Then I went to music class with a decent guy named .
When the bell rang signaling the end of music class I walked towards the cafeteria where I saw Kurt sitting with a group of people.
"Hey mind if I sit? I asked when I saw all their eyes land on me.
"Hey Rachel. How has your first day been?" Asked Kurt from his seat.
"Pretty good I guess. I asked coach if I can join the basketball team and I took a nap in third period." I said. Everyone was still looking at me and didn't look like they were gonna stop anytime soon. I awkwardly cleared my throat and look away.
That's when I saw Puck sitting with who I assumed to be the football table considering all the guys were wearing lettermans. I caught his eye and he waved me over. I excused myself from the table and walked towards Puck who fist bumped me as greeting.
"What's up my bro. Are you gonna eat?" He asked. I just nodded and we went towards a line to get our trays. We got our tray and then I followed Puck to the front of the line. Puck continued to steer me towards a table when someone knocked my tray out of my hands.
What the he-
I didn't even get to think about as I felt someone slap me across the face. The whole cafeteria seemed to quiet down waiting for something else to happen.
I looked and saw a girl. She had a tan and black hair and eyes that…looked like my mine and….my fathers.
"Santana?"