A/N: Hey guys. So I know you probably noticed that some of my stories have gone missing. Don't worry that's not 's doing that is my own. I have grown accustomed to my Pretty Little Liars Retellings with a Rachel Berry twist in it and Gossip girl stories. I hope you are not to mad that I deleted A Malfoy's Daughter. That story wasn't really going anywhere and it was old so there was a lot of bad grammar and spelling errors. If anyone wants to take over any of my story ideas or that of A Malfoy's Daughter. Be my guest. Just tell me so I can see what you have created. I am also redoing my Pretty Little Liars story. I have written more chapters and so hopefully they will be a little longer. But here is the first chapter I will be redoing the other chapters already on here.

Thank you for being so patient and supportive.

With all my love,

-S

Rachel groaned as she heard the annoying sound of her phone going off. It was a Monday, who in their right mind would call her this early in the morning.

"Hello?" she mumbled, still trying to wake up a little more. She could hear the other person in the background talking to someone else, probably didn't realize she had answered.

"Hello?" she answered again, this time with more authority in her voice.

"Rachel?" The other girl had squealed making Rachel growl at the offensive sound. "Sorry. I know it's early, but we really need talk." Fully awake at recognizing the voice of one Hannah Marin.

"Hannah what the hell?"

"It's about Alison. " Rachel could hear the hesitation in her voice.

"What about her?" Rachel tried real hard to forget about their longtime friend who disappeared a little over a year ago.

"They found her Rach." She could almost hear the tears in Hannah's voice. Hannah was always one to wear her heart on sleeves.

"I knew it." Rachel could almost feel the joy rising in her chest, and perhaps the tears that Hannah was producing where ones of happiness.

"Rachel, Ali's dead. We need you to come home." Rachel suddenly felt like all life had drained from her person. The fear that all the girls had been feeling had finally exposed themselves.

"Of course. I'll be home as soon as I can." Rachel never felt right living in Lima. Being without the other girls in the serious time felt wrong to begin with.

If only one knew how wrong it was indeed.

A few hours later, Rachel was dressed and ready for school. She noticed that her father had already left for work and left a note. Sometimes he came home for lunch.

"Rachel?" she guessed she was wrong. Her father had been sitting on the couch. She guessed he sorta blended in.

"Hey daddy." She slowly walked over towards her father and gave him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek. Her father looked at her.

"Have you seen the news?" He asked her solemnly. She shook her head no.

"No, but I just heard. Hannah called me just a little ago." She sat down next to him.

"You want to go back to Rosewood don't you?" Rachel took a minute to answer his question carefully

"Yes." She turned away from. " I should be there." He nodded in agreement.

"I called your aunt. You'll be there by the end of the week." With that he folded the newspaper in his hands.

"Thank you. But are you sure you wouldn't mind me staying there?"

"I think it's best if we spend a little time apart." With that he got up and left for work. Never once looking back.

Rachel was a mess all day. Everywhere she went she could see Alison there just doing what Ali did best. Rachel and Ali were inseparable when they were younger. No one could really tear them apart. Now Ali's dead and Rachel's still alive. But something in her memory told her something was wrong before Alison's murder.

"Hey Rachel." Puck noted she didn't seem the same. "You okay? You look a bit off."

'Gee thanks Noah.' She thought. "Gee thanks, that's what every girl would like to hear. That they look a bit off." She snapped.

Noah place his hands up in front of him in defensive. "What's wrong with you? You PMSing or something." Rachel swiveled around from her locker and glared at him. He backed up.

"You never ask a girl if she's PMSing Noah." She growled out. What stupid question.

"Sorry. I was only trying to see if you were ok." Rachel took a deep breath and relaxed a little.

"I'm sorry Noah. I'm not ok, no." Rachel grabbed the last of her things and put them in her bag.

"Than what's going on?"

"Someone close to me died recently." With that she vanished into the sea of students.

Glee practice came and she couldn't wait till it was over so she could go home and start packing for her stay in Rosewood.

"Rachel would you like to sing something today?" Mr. Schue asked. Apparently again since he had the annoyed look on his face when she takes over the class sometimes.

"No thank you. Not today." Santana almost shot water out of her mouth. Quinn turned in her seat to stare, but Sam Evans was the only one who really knew what was going on with the brunette singer.

"Does this have to do with the DiLaurentis girl?" Now everybody turned to stare at him in shock. "What I was in that state when it happened it was all over the news and so was Rachel." Rachel looked at him.

"So you knew who I was?" She was surprised. Not angry. Even if that's what it came out as.

"Yup. I knew of you. Like I said you and the other 3 girls were all over the news that summer. I was living there, because my dad got transferred there for his work."

"Oh!"

Rachel was glad they day was finally over. Now she could get some rest. After tomorrow was going to be a long day. Rachel always wondered what it would be like if Ali never disappeared. If she never had been murdered.