RACHEL'S POINT OF VIEW


The clock read 5:30 as the alarm went off in Rachel Berry's bedroom. She heard it and woke up, rubbing her eyes gently before sitting up. She leaned over and turned the alarm off and then got out of her bed and immediately put on her yoga pants and a tank-top. She went downstairs into the basement where they had some gym equipment, today was one of her morning workout days. She had to stay in shape if she was going to someday be a star on Broadway. First she got on the elliptical, then the treadmill and after that she got on her yoga ball and started to go sit ups and other activities on it. She looked up at the clock when she finished, it read 6:30. She had a lot of time to do the rest of her activities for the morning. First, she got in the shower and then when she got out she started with blow-drying her hair. Once she finished with that, her hair was poofy and curly; she couldn't go to school like that so she straightened it, but still left some playful waviness in it. The next step was to pick out an outfit. In her closet she was plenty of options, but today she decided on yellow top with a light gray skirt and blue cardigan. Today she left off the knee socks and put on some dark blue flats. She looked at herself in the mirror and shrugged before walking into her bathroom again and putting on some mascara and blush. This was the end of her routine so she walked back into her room and picked up her purse before walking downstairs. Now the clock in the kitchen read 7:30. She should probably leave now; she grabbed the bagel on the table her dads had left for her before walking outside to her. It took her 20 minutes to get to school and then she realized that she was running early so she went to the Glee room and looked through some sheet music. She passed a couple of her favorite Broadway classics; Seasons of Love from RENT, Popular from Wicked and others. She also saw some pop songs that she recognized; Diamonds by Rhianna, Girl on Fire by Alicia Keys and of course some old ones that Mr. Shue probably picked out; Emotions by Mariah Carey and Clocks by Coldplay. She smiled, knowing that this week was going to be a fun week. The door behind opened with a click and she whipped around quickly only to see that it was Mr. Shue.

"Hey Rachel, what are you doing here?" He asked as he set down his bag on the piano.

"Oh I was just looking at the sheet music." Rachel smiled at him.

"That was supposed to be a surprise, but I guess it's okay." Will smiled at her, shrugging. "Well it's almost time for class, you should probably get going. See you at rehearsal?"

Rachel smiled, "When would I ever miss a rehearsal?" she walked out the door, leaving Will chuckling slightly. She was walking down to her locker when she spotted Quinn. She let out a sigh before walking towards her, deciding to attempt once again to repair bridges and build a friendship.

"Hey can I talk to you about something?" Rachel asked, knowing Quinn wouldn't talk to her unless she had an excuse.

Quinn turned to look at her with an annoyed look on her face. Rachel saw her glance up at a clock in the hallway and then looked back at her. Her hazel stared straight at her, "Sure." She answered.

"Good. Well…I know you and Finn were like a power couple so I was wondering if you could help me out with him. I keep seeing him talking to other girls in the hallway and I just feel like sometimes I feel like maybe he's avoiding me. I want to let him know there are boundaries without scaring him away…you know?" Rachel told her.

Quinn sighed and shrugged. "First I would talk to the girls…tell them he's your boyfriend and that they need to back off." Rachel could tell they both remembered the time in their sophomore year when Quinn had done that exact thing to Rachel. There was an awkward silence before Quinn started talking again. "They'll probably back off, but if they don't I'd talk to Finn about it. It's all about the guy thinking that they have control even though ultimately you have control over the relationship."

Rachel nodded, "Thanks for the advice. I really appreciate it. So anyone new in your life?" She asked, knowing Quinn had been single for a while. She really needed to get back on the horse.

She saw Quinn's eyes cloud for a moment. Rachel knew there was someone she was thinking about, but Quinn always had control as she had said before so Rachel knew she wouldn't tell.

"Nope." The blonde answered, shrugging. "I'll just wait for the college guys." She smiled a little and then the bell rang. "Well I have to go, see you at rehearsal." She muttered before walking off down the hall.

"Bye Quinn." That hadn't gone as well as she'd hoped, but she felt bad for Quinn. She'd gone through some hard things in sophomore year and in junior year, now she really needed a friend to help straighten her out, but she wouldn't build bridges. She was reserved and Rachel could tell there was still hostility towards her.

Rachel walked down to the Physics room, but she hadn't been late. The late bell rang just as she walked in. She took her seat and started to do her bellwork, talking quietly with the junior guy that sat next to her. He was nice, but not really her type…at all. He had a country accent, he sounded like he was from Texas or something. Some people thought it was cute, but she could do without it. She doodled in her notebook, writing Finn's name in bubble letters with a heart around it.

"Finn Hudson?" The guy, Travis, next to her asked, smirking.

"Yea." Rachel replied, smiling slightly. She loved how everyone knew her boyfriend, it made her proud.

"You have a crush on him or somethin'?" Travis chuckled. "Very cliché of you."

"We're dating, thank you very much." Rachel smiled, "We were dating all summer and we're going strong now."

"I thought he was datin' that pretty blonde girl." Travis paused, thinking of her name. Everyone knew it, "Quinn…I thought he was dating her."

"Travis…you really need to get up to speed." Rachel laughed lightly and he laughed too.

"You guys sound like a cute couple." Travis nodded.

"Do you like anyone?" Rachel asked, teasingly. She knew most of the junior class, so she would probably know who ever he was talking about.

Travis smiled and blushed slightly. "There is this one girl…" he looked at the ground, shyly.

"Awww…you're blushing. Who is it?" Rachel smiled at him.

Travis turned around and then looked back at her. "You see the girl in the back row, the blonde one with the clear blue eyes and perfect smile." He smiled to himself.

Rachel turned around for a second and spotted her, she was a pretty blonde girl talking to the friend that was sitting next to her. She had really white teeth and did have clear blue eyes. Since Travis was blonde too…they really would make a cute couple. "Awww…look at you…loverboy. She's pretty…why don't you ask her out?"

"She'd never go out with me." Travis shrugged, sighing.

"That's what I thought about Finn, but look at us now. You never know until you ask Travis. So ask her today, okay?"

"Today?"

"Yes!" Rachel rolled her eyes. "Don't procrastinate."

"Fine after this class I promise I will." Travis said, looking back down at his notebook. She wasn't sure that he was actually going to do it though. He might just blow the whole thing off or come up with an excuse.

"Awww…you guys are gonna be the cutest couple ever." Rachel shook her head, thinking about it. Just as she was about to tease him a little bit more about his crush, she heard it. The bang of a gunshot rang through the hall and everyone froze. When the three others followed no one breathed. It was completely silent and Rachel glanced at Travis whose face had turned deathly pale. Minutes later the announcement came on, but Rachel didn't listen she just watched as the hallways filled with kids running. Most of the people in their class left too except for her, Travis, the teacher, and a couple other kids. He had them all sitting in the corner of the room where they were out of the view from the hallway.

"Are you okay?" Rachel whispered to Travis, his face was still pale and he was just staring off into the distance.

"Y-yea…" He said, reluctantly.

"Okay." Rachel nodded and then felt her phone buzz. She looked down at her texts. It was from Quinn, she hoped she was okay.

Where are you?

Rachel read it and started to text back, but her hands were shaking so her texting was sloppy. She really didn't care at the moment.

Im in the physics rm, E-201. Its only em the tcher and a cple other ppl.

She hoped that Quinn would be able to understand what she had been trying to say. While she had her phone she started to text other people. First she texted Finn asking where he was and then she texted Kurt.

KURT. Wehere ae u? Are u koay? If you r please txt em bbk.

She waited, hopeful that they were all text her back so she would know they were okay. Travis looked over at her.

Everything is gonna be alright." Travis told her, giving her a crooked Texas smile. He seemed better now, like he'd come to terms with what was going on at the moment.

Rachel smiled and nodded, "I know." She checked her phone to see that Quinn and Kurt had texted back, but no Finn.

From Kurt: At the coffee shop w/ Blaine. What's wrong?

From Quinn: I'm in the Geometry room. Are you okay?

She was glad to hear that they were okay, but she had a bad feeling in her gut because Finn didn't reply. He usually never checked his phone, but this was a crisis…surely he would check his phone. As she started contemplating her boyfriend's fate she heard someone walking down the now clear halls. Rachel closed her eyes tightly as he banged on their door. She knew it was locked and she hoped that would be enough to keep him out. The banging paused for a second and she knew he was trying to think of a way to get in. He lifted his gun up and broke the glass in the window of the door. He stuck his hand through and grabbed the doorknob on the other side twisting it open. The door swing to the side, revealing a boy standing in the doorway with a handgun in his hand. The teacher immediately stood up, but the gunman didn't flinch he charged forward and hit the teacher over the head with the butt of the gun. The boy walked over to Rachel.

"You don't know who I am do you?" He smirked, glaring down at her.

"I…" Rachel paused, staring at him. He was a tall guy with strawberry blonde hair, freckles and hazel eyes. She didn't recognize him at first, but after a few seconds she knew that he was one of her classmates. "You were in my English class last year…"

"What's my name?" He asked her, cocking the gun.

"I…don't remember."

"Exactly. Ever since you started dating Finn you've started acting like you're popular and you act like you're important, but you aren't. None of us are. You think social classes matter? Well look at who's holding the gun right now…you don't even know my name. So do they matter Berry?" He aimed the gun at her and Travis' eyes widened next to her.

"They don't." Rachel shook her hand, her whole body trembling now.

"That riIght there is the reason I'm doing this. All those football players terrorized my brother until he transferred schools…did you know that? Did you know his name? I don't think so. Finn Hudson, Noah Puckerman, Quinn Fabray, Sam Evans, Santana Lopez. They're the ones…the ones I hate. My sophomore year was hell because of all the things they used to do to me…they threw slushies in my face and then threw me into the pool. I was terrified for my life and that's how I want them to feel. You're friends with them…the whole Glee Club is…so you're all going to get that feeling. Do you feel it?"

"Y-yes…" Rachel nodded, knowing something was going to happen soon.

"Good…well don't worry. It will all be over soon." He held the gun up to her, but just before he pulled the trigger, Travis stood up and stood in front of her. When the bullet came out it went straight into Travis leg because he had been aiming for Rachel who was sitting on the ground. He let out a scream and fell to the ground in front of Rachel, gripping his thigh in his hands. He moaned loudly and she gasped.

"Travis!" She exclaimed, crawling over to him. Terror spread across her face when she looked at him as he writhed in pain.

The boy shrugged, "Good enough." He said, seeing the terror on her face. He started to walk out of the room and all the other kids let out a sigh of relief, but before they could fully feel relieved another boy walked in. There was more than two of them…it was a bigger team. How else could they pull this off? Rachel didn't care, she was too busy trying to help Travis. He moaned loudly and she bit her lip.

"What can I do?" Rachel asked him and he shook his head, groaning.

The first boy who had shot Travis smirked and before he left he turned back towards them, "My name is Cameron by the way. I bet you'll remember it now." He shook his head and walked out of the room, leaving them with the new guy who was also holding a gun. He was a pale, nerdy boy with dark brown hair and eyes. He probably had the same motive for doing all this that Cameron had. Rachel looked at Travis and crawled around so that he was facing her now. She saw that his face was covered in sweat and he looked paler then he had been before. She looked down at his hands which were now covered in blood from his wound.

"Take my jacket off…" He whispered to her, his voice hoarse. He was losing too much blood.

Rachel did as she was told, taking his jacket off carefully. It was a light, thin jacket. "What now?" She asked, holding it.

"Wrap…it around…my thigh." He paused for a moment, "Tight…don't stop even if I scream." Travis looked her in the eyes. "Okay?"

"Okay." Rachel folded the shirt so it was a thick bundle and then she started to wrap it around his leg. He screamed loudly and out of the corner of her eye she even saw the guy holding the gun flinch. She just kept wrapping as fast as she could and he just screamed.

"Stop! Please stop!" Travis pleaded, looking at her, but she ignored him and just kept wrapping. It was for his own good and she had to keep doing it. She saw him clench his teeth and close his eyes as she tied the ends of the jacket together. He laid still for a couple minutes before looking at her. "Now that wasn't so hard was it?" He smiled slightly.

"Oh shut up." Rachel smiled and then sat him up against the wall gently and sat next to him. The guy with the gun just stared at them with pure hatred…it was kind of intimidating so Rachel tried not to make eye contact. She glanced down at her phone now that things were better and saw that she had a new text from Kurt, Quinn and Finn. She checked Finn's first of course.

Im fine

That was all it said and that was all Rachel needed to get the sinking feeling out of her stomach for just one second. He was fine and so was she, maybe everything would be okay? That could get out of all of this with just a few bumps and bruises.

I love you

Rachel wanted to text that back to him just in case something did happen, they weren't out of this yet. She looked at the text from Kurt next and smiled.

Stay safe

That comforted Rachel for a few seconds, knowing that he was safe and that he cared about her well being during a time like this. It meant a lot to her. She thought this text would be good news too, but as she read it her heart starting beating so hard that she was sure that Travis would be able to hear it.

This is Sam. Quinn's hurt. We need help. Find Puck.