Disclaimer: Do not own Glee, do not own Thirteen Reasons Why. I am not Ryan Murphy or Jay Asher, I'm just plain old Jackie, major Gleek and aspiring fan fiction writer.

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Reason Two

When the DVD turned on, the camera was pointing at a one of the walls in Rachel's room, well what had been Rachel's room at the time. In the background, someone was singing softly.

I love him

But every day I'm learning

All my life I've only been pretending

Without me his world will go on turning

A world that's full of happiness

That I have never known!

I love him

I love him

I love him

But only on my own.

The Glee members looked at each other. This was a voice they knew well.

"Rachel," Finn said quietly. "Rachel was singing." And at that moment, his heart was silently aching for the love of his life, the girl he had lost less than twenty-four hours ago.

Her voice brought back both happy and painful memories for everyone in that room. They had all heard her sing so many times, through thick and thin. No matter how crappy she felt, Rachel Berry never turned down a chance to put on a show. She had had that flair for drama, which was perhaps one of the reasons she had made her exit from Earth so dramatic. It was like her final performance and these DVD's were her encore.

Rachel suddenly appeared on the screen and she smiled brightly at the camera lens.

Hello. I'm glad to see you've stuck around for DVD number two. I also hope you've enjoyed my musical styling's. If I'm in a good mood, well a good mood for me, I'll sing for you again. That was "On My Own" from the Broadway classic Les Misérables. It really expresses how I feel right now. Sometimes I feel alone, just like Éponine. And, just like her, I will leave this planet in a very theatrical way. Maybe then you'll realize how much you'll miss me. Or maybe not…

The New Directions members frowned, wondering if Rachel had really felt so alone in her last days. The thought made them upset, they felt like they had failed her.

But enough of that! So, if you're still watching this, it means you are either A) a very curious Jesse who wanted to see some more, or B) someone on my list who is anxiously awaiting their name to come up, wondering how they betrayed me.

Sam Evans, this DVD belongs to you.

Now the glee club was very confused.

"Sam?" Kurt gasped.

"What did Sam do to Rachel?" Mike added.

Well, they were about to find out.

Sammy, I bet you have no clue why you're on my list. You think you did a good thing!

You made a list of Sexiest Chicks in the McKinley High Glee Club. And you put me at number one.

A few of the girls in the room blushed.

"I was number two," Quinn whispered.

Santana sighed. "I was four,"

"How come we never knew about the list?" Blaine asked, holding Kurt's hand a little tighter.

Santana shrugged, and everyone turned back to the monitor, where Rachel was still talking.

You probably think I should be honored! You think I'm the prettiest girl in glee club!

But I'm not. Listen here, Sam.

Rachel's smile had faded, and she was now glaring at the camera, arms crossed over her chest, her head cocked off to the side.

First, if you think I'm being stupid and ungrateful, if you think this is unfair, you can just stop watching this.

Well, sure, if you do the second set will be released for all and everyone's secrets will be exposed, not just yours. So, I'd keep watching if I were you. But hey! Other than that, I have nothing on you, Sam! What've you got to lose?

Rachel laughed.

Oh, that's right. A lot! I know a lot of people would be pissed if their secrets got out.

Sam, honey, they're all depending on you!

So, let's begin.

Mr. Schue reached over for the remote. For a minute, everyone thought he was going to turn it off, but he didn't.

He turned the volume up, all the way, until Rachel's voice filled the entire room. And then he just sat down at the piano, looking grave. Like he was about to cry or scream or faint, something. But, no reaction came. Mr. Schue just kept watching, stunned.

That morning, in homeroom, lots of people were staring at me. I asked Jacob Ben Israel to tell me what was going on…after some random guy tried to touch my butt.

Rachel rolled her eyes and Finn breathed slowly, his hands balling into fists. Tina patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay," She mumbled, and he tried to relax.

How could people have treated Rachel so badly? How couldn't she have told him what was going on?

Jacob showed me a copy of the list on his blog. Of course, I was furious.

But, here's something else. Very last on that list was, guess who? Who did Sam think was the least sexy girl in Glee? Get ready…

Rachel paused, most likely for dramatic effect. Rachel had been a drama queen in her short lifetime.

Miss Mercedes Jones.

Everyone turned to look at Mercedes, who put her head down. She sniffled sadly.

"Just watch the stupid DVD!" She snapped. "I'll be fine."

Mercedes was glaring at me throughout the entire first period. If looks could kill, she would've murdered me that day.

Now, you select few who caught a glimpse of that list probably didn't think it was a big deal Mercedes was last. I doubt you thought anything of it. I don't think anyone cared.

Well, I care. And I know you do, Sam. Obviously, Mercedes does too. Of course.

Nobody noticed, as Mercedes had told them to look away, but the girl was now on the verge of tears.

She had hated it when Sam made that list. And she hated that he had thought she was ugly. She hated the fact that he thought Rachel was the prettiest. Mercedes had wanted to be as perfect as Rachel Berry.

But, maybe Rachel Berry wasn't so perfect after all.

I don't think you picked me just because you thought I was good-looking. Because, if you really liked me, you would've just asked me out. At the time, it was just after Regionals, and I was single. Sure, you were with Santana, but I know you didn't love her.

It was the week of the benefit concert, the one where Mercedes sang her solo. And may I say Mercedes, you were fabulous! Brava, brava!

Rachel clapped politely before going back to her story.

See, Sam, I think you wanted revenge. But, I'm not going to tell you everything now. That will be a later DVD!

You needed a name to put at number one, someone who you knew would bother Mercedes. Someone who would make her super angry, and yet didn't have a flawless reputation. So, when you heard about my first kiss, you thought that I was perfect. Seemingly-perfect Rachel Berry, who wasn't as faultless as everyone thought. Once again, thanks Jesse!

Sam's list had been a joke. He hadn't known it would affect Rachel like it did. He hadn't thought she'd be so hurt.

Had he?

I survived the day, I made it. But people treated me differently. You decided to show a few jocks your list, and they…well, you know. Flirted. Tried to touch me. Called me names like "Sugar" and "Slut". I think one of the reasons you moved was to get away from me and all the other bad things you did.

This world is full of sick people, Sam. I can't say if you're one of them or not. I never really got a chance to analyze your character. But, just remember, in case you ever do something like this again, that when you ridicule someone you have to deal with the consequences. You held Mercedes up for ridicule, and now you have to deal with the snowball effect you've caused. It's your fault, and no one else's. The list was your decision, and I couldn't do anything about it. It's not my fault you thought I was sexy!

Rachel rolled her eyes.

So Sam, your little joke quickly got out of control. Onto the next DVD.

"Mercedes…" Kurt began, but she silenced him by holding her finger up.

"I don't want to talk about it!" She said.

"Too bad," Finn began, pointing towards the screen.

Mercedes, you're next.

"You have some explaining to do, sooner or later."