Unlike his brother's, Ashley's day wasn't good. At all. When she entered school, she felt better than the previous day, she felt stronger, too. That unfamiliar feeling vanished as soon as some jocks reminded her how the things were at McKinley High School. The pyramid was already built and there's nothing you could do to change it. Of course, Ashley was at the bottom, mainly because her father was the Glee Club teacher. The damn Glee Club teacher. He'd invite her to join several times, but she'd never agreed. She wanted to keep her reputation... or at least build one. She wouldn't have been able to build one if she joined to the most hated and pathetic club in the whole school. Some years ago, 15 more or less, the Glee Club had been really popular, and successful. But now those days were so over.
Ashley was a sophomore, and her mother had told her that was the year her dream started living again... the year she had joined the Glee Club, the year she had learned that it was still some hope. Sadly, her enormous ambition had died once she got pregnant of Charlie, and the mere age of 23.
"Awful dress, Hudson." the captain of the Cheerios, Beth Puckerman screamed to her, taking her violently away from her daydream. The insult made all the girls that were with her giggle like idiots. Beth got that familiar satisfaction sentiment that visited her every time someone laughed at a comment she had made. But, it was not as pleasant as Beth wanted, so she pushed Ashley, making her noisily hit the lockers.
Now, the shy giggles had turned into a massive laugh coming from everyone who heard the noise and stopped to see.
"Leave her alone." Ashley, who was scared as hell, heard a voice from somewhere, but she couldn't figure who it was. A lot of people had got together and it was starting to get suffocating for Rachel's daughter.
"What did you say?" Beth threatened. She flipped her blonde ponytail cockily, while she tried to find the face of the mysterious girl.
"I said 'leave her alone'" the girl repeated as everybody started opening up, revealing the mysterious girl's face to everyone. Ashley gasped... was that lilac hair?
"And who do you think you are?" the Cheerio grumbled.
"Hannah. Hannah Smith." she proudly said as she waved a sassy finger at the head Cheerio "And who do you think you are for treating people like this?"
"Beth. Beth Puckerman. Daughter of Quinn Fabray and Noah Puckerman, the most popular people that had ever assisted to this shitty school. I also am the hea-" she bragged and Ashley's heart dropped. She was the daughter of Puck… the same Puck who was best friend with her father… the same Puck who was her 'uncle'. But… how come?
"I didn't ask for the story of your life, bitch." Hannah spat "Nothing gives you the right to bully people. And excuse me, but I know your secret." Beth's face showed confusion, but Hannah continued with the accusation
"You're 22." Hannah smirked and everybody gasped and started whispering things, until the accused defended herself.
"So, what?" she thought and thought but she didn't have a comeback for that. Hell, she didn't even see that coming. "I've repeated some years, but that doesn't mean I'm not smart."
"Spell smart." Hannah, who was 7 years younger than Beth, challenged her.
"Fuck off." The cheerleader said in frustration, before humiliating herself in front of half the school. After she said that, she walked to the classroom where her first class of the day would take place, being followed by her gang.
Hannah smiled proudly, and approached to Ashley, who was still shaking in the exact same place Beth's shove had put her.
"My name is Hannah, and I'm your new best friend."
5:58PM.
Rachel was still debating whether to take a shower again or not. Kurt would pick her up at 7 and she had to be rea- more than ready: perfect. That night would be the night.
She decided to take a quick shower just to be sure. She quickly went to the bathroom and opened the water. She stayed there quite a long time, with the warm water relaxing her tense muscles, and thought about her whole life. How she had to quit her dreams, and be a simple secretary in an important office. How she had to divorce with the love of her life, without wanting it. How she had to suffer every day for three years because she didn't have the person she wanted. How his son was extremely outgoing, and her daughter extremely shy. How she needed to live her youth again, because she hadn't enjoyed any part of it. Well, kind of. She had won Nationals when she was 18, but she got pregnant at 23, so she missed a lot of things. But that would be over, just for that night…Kurt had told her that Santana and Brittany would come too, so it would be a guaranteed fun night.
The bell rang, waking Rachel up from her extremely long daydream. Kurt was already there, and Rachel hadn't even washed her hair. Crap, she thought.
"I'm coming." she yelled, and went down the stairs as fast as she could, after wrapping herself in a towel, of course. "Sorry." she mumbled when she opened the door and saw her best friend with that angry expression.
"No, no problem." he smiled "So, I see you're pretty ready?" he joked.
"I'm sorry that you came 15 minutes earlier. Come in..." she whined.
Kurt sat down on the couch, while Rachel dressed up. This time, she chose a black minidress that had some golden stripes. Black high heels, tons of makeup, and she was ready… almost an hour later.
"Woah, looking good, Berry." Kurt exclaimed.
"Thank you." she greeted him, and then asked: "Can we go now?"
"Sure, but we need to pick up Santana and Brittany first." Kurt answered and Rachel groaned. "Come on, the party doesn't start until 9."
"Fine." Rachel said, not that convinced but she knew she needed to be good with her friend.
(A/N): So here's the "new" chapter! - like I've said, I'm re-posting this with some changes so it's not that new but whatever lol. Please leave a review because I love them haha. Hope you're liking this story so far! :)