Trapped In A Lie

By LiveYoungDieFast

Summary - Santana meets twenty three year old Rachel in a bar, but Rachel is unaware of the fact that Santana is only eighteen.

Disclaimer - I don't own anything.

"Hey Lopez"

I look up to see a smug looking Noah Puckerman standing in front of my desk.

"Why do you look so happy?" I ask.

"I have managed to hook us up some fake I.D's. So tonight you and I are gonna hit up a club and have a good time with the ladies." he says wiggling his eye brows.

He pulls out his wallet from his back pocket, revealing its contents of a couple of dollars and two fake drivers licences. He hands me the one of the licences for me to closely inspect.

It actually was very authentic looking, all the information was genuine except for the slightly altered date of birth.

"My cousin got them for us, he got his when he was sixteen and he said it never failed him. The fact that all the info is right makes it more real, plus it's easier if anyone tries to catch us out by quizzing us we wouldn't have to remember lots of fake names or birthdays."

I stared at the licence actually surprised that Puck had actually managed to pull it off, there had been many instances where he claimed he could do something but had never followed through.

"Impressive Puckerman, meet me at my house at eight"

It was approaching eight thirty when my doorbell finally rang. I opened the door to reveal Puck.

"Your late" I tell him.

"Sorry, I had to watch my little sister until my Mom got home from work" he explains.

I watched him as he trails his eyes up and down my body.

"You look hot babe"

"Thanks, but whatever your thinking get it out of your head. I'm still very, very gay" I remind him.

"It was a totally innocent comment babe. I know that the ladies get you hot and that's why I stopped trying to get into your pants, you know there only so much rejection a guy can take. At first It kinda turned me on, you know the whole hard to get thing but then it started hurting my ego"

"I wasn't trying to play hard to get, I just didn't want to sleep with you" I state.

"Well I know that now. There are plenty of girls out there who will, so let's get going"

I lightly push him back so I could get passed him and shut the door behind me.

"So where are we going?" I ask him.

"Dunno, I just thought we'd see where the night takes us"

"Well obviously have to start somewhere. What about Illusion?"

"That's not another gay bar is it, because last time you didn't tell me and I had chicks rejecting me and guys coming onto me all night. Although It felt good to know that guys as well as girls want a go on the Puckersaurus"

"Dude, that's kinda gay" I laugh.

"No It's not. I'm just saying everybody loves me"

I roll my eyes at that and start to walk down the street.

When we arrive at Illusion, Puck was happy to learn that it was not a gay bar. I could feel the beat of the music coming from the speakers by the dance floor that was filled with people. Puck leans over to me and says that he's going to get drinks and that I should find a free table. I spot one that is not far from the dance floor and begin to walk over to it. I have a perfect view of both the bar and the dance floor from where I'm sitting, which makes it a great vantage point

To scope out the ladies.

I notice Puck making his was through the crowd of people, with two bottles in his hands. He reaches the table and places one of the bottles in front of me.

"Piece of piss" he says.

"I told you these I.D would work"

I take a sip of the ice cold beer as he sits on the bar stool across from me.

"So anyone catch you eye yet, San"

"We've been here less than ten minutes" I reply.

"So. There was a couple of hotties by the bar, one was definitely checking me out"

We talked for a while, every once in a while Puck would point out some girl and try to guess who team she played for. I finished the rest of my beer and decided that I wanted to get my dance on.

"Come on Puckerman, you gonna show me your moves or what?" I ask as I pull him off his stool and drag him towards the dance floor.

After numerous songs dancing close to so many people I started to get a little hot. I needed something to cool me down.

"I'm gonna get another beer" I yell towards Puck.

I'm not sure if he heard what I had said over the music but he nodded his head in response, so I took that as an answer and headed to the bar.

It was time to find out whether or not I could get away with using my fake I.D. Puck was able to use his without any problems, but just in case I pulled my top down to reveal a little bit more cleavage. I just hope that the bartender was either a straight guy or a lesbian.

Thankfully the bartender was a guy and with the way he was looking at my chest, he was definitely straight.

"What can I get you beautiful?" he asks with a dumb smile on his face. God that was unattractive. Even if I was attracted to men that would turn me off.

Normally I would have voiced this opinion but I really needed a beer, so I didn't want to piss him off.

"A beer."

"Anything else you need?" Once again that stupid dopey grin appears on his face.

"Just the beer, thanks" Okay so maybe I was a little short with him then, but alls I want is a friggin' beer.

"Do you have any I.D?" he asks.

I slipped my purse out of my bag and handed him the drivers licence. He studied it for a few moments. He was probably trying to work my age, he did look as if he could hardly put two numbers together.

"I'm sorry about that but the boss has been on our asses after some high school kids managed to get served last week, parents got involved it got a bit messy" he explains as placed my I.D on the bar and began to take the cap of a beer bottle.

I got a five out of my purse and handed it to him as he placed the bottle on a beer mat in front of me. He returned a couple of seconds later with my change and with one last cheesy grin left to serve another customer.

I went to grab my I.D that he left on the bar when a smaller hand picked it up instead.

"Cute picture"

I turn to see where the voice came from and I'm greeted by a pair of the most beautiful brown eyes I've ever seen. The eyes belong to an equally beautiful, petite girl who was leaning against the bar with my licence in her hand.

"So, Miss Lopez. I would offer to buy you a drink, but I see you already have one." she smiles. She has a very sexy smile, maybe she could give the bartender a couple of tips because that smile is definitely turning me on. If I didn't need that beer before I certainly needed it now as things had just gotten way hotter In here.

"How about I buy you a drink instead Miss…" I trail off.

"Berry" she replies.

"Rachel Berry" she hands out her hand for me to shake.

"Santana Lopez" I take her hand relishing the feel of her soft skin against mine.

I keep my hand in hers longer than you'd count necessary, our eyes were locked and that smile reappeared on her face. When she lets go of my hand I instantly miss the contact.

I wave over the bartender to get Rachel a drink, he places down on the bar.

"So, do you want to find a table?" I ask.

She nodded her head in response. I picked up my beer and with out thinking about it I grabbed her hand and begin to lead her towards a table. I headed towards an empty booth that was further away from the loud music coming from the speakers.

I slid into the booth and was surprised when she slid in next to me rather than across from me. I didn't mind however when I realised exactly how close she was sitting next to me.

"You here by yourself" I ask her.

"I was with my friend Kurt and his boyfriend Blaine, but they left. Kurt has an audition tomorrow and every time he has one he has to go through a ritual nightly routine. He believes it gives him luck" she told me.

"Well did he get any of the parts he auditioned for?"

"No. Although I would never mention that to him though. I think he does it because he think it helps to calm his nerves, pointing out the fact that his nightly routine neither brings him luck or calms him down would make him more nervous than he already is. So anyway Kurt, Blaine and I had come out to celebrate the fact that I got the part in a play"

I don't think she took a breath during that explanation. I actually found it quite endearing the way she rambles.

"So you act?"

"I try to. After being taught for four years at NYADA, I thought casting directors would be easily impressed. But after a whole year of auditioning and never getting anywhere here I am back in Ohio playing the part of Dorothy in a low budget version of The Wizard Of Oz."

"Well everyone has to start somewhere" I reassure her.

Wait! Did she just say four years at NYADA that would maker her...

"I'm 23 years old and I'm still living with my Dads. Not getting a job meant I could no longer keep my apartment, especially after Kurt moved out to go and live with Blaine"

Shit.

She's five years older than I am. Not like that bothers me but if she finds out I'm only eighteen, she wouldn't want to see me again and I really like her.

"What about you, have you graduated yet?" she asks me.

"I graduate this year" Technically it's not a lie. I just failed to mention I was graduating from high school.

"Graduating from?" she inquires.

"Ohio State" There was no excuse for that one, that was an out right lie.

"What are you studying?"

"Law" Okay, I had no idea where that came from. My mouth seems to have disconnected itself from my brain.

"What about you, how'd you get into acting?" I saved myself with that question, talk of my fake study of Law at Ohio Sate wafs long forgotten as she launched into a rant about Barbra Streisand and Broadway.

She was explaining how Funny Girl change her life when she was looked down at her watch.

"Oh it's nearly midnight already. I really should be getting home"

"You have to be home before midnight. Who are you Cinderella?" I laugh and she joins in.

Fuck, I thought her smile was beautiful but it's nothing compared to her laugh.

"I wasn't suppose to stay out this long, I was actually leaving with Kurt and Blaine when I saw you at the bar. I couldn't leave without introducing myself to you. But I have an early morning rehearsal, otherwise I would love to stay"

I didn't miss the blush that slowly crept across her face. I pulled out a pen from my bag and grabbed a napkin from the table. I quickly jot my phone number down.

"Here's my number" I said handing her the napkin.

She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"It was lovely meeting you Santana" With one last flash of that perfect smile, she was gone.

"She was hot" Puck says as he slid in the booth across from me.

Fuck, I forgot about being here with Puck. I feel a bit guilty about leaving him for most of the night but with the smile that's on his face, I don't think he's bothered.

"You look like you had a good night" I state.

"I got a bit of below the waist action in the bathroom" he smirks.

"Wow how do you find these classy girls"

"I don't care if they're classy or not as long as they're good with their…."

"Okay, I get it" I cut him off.

"Seems like I wasn't the only one getting some action tonight. That was quite the hottie I saw leaving"

"She wasn't just hot she was beautiful, smart, funny and she had an amazing laugh"

"Woah, It sounds like you like her in more than a I'll take you home but I won't be there in the morning kind of way." he teased.

"I do, but there's a problem. She's twenty three"

"As a lover of the older ladies, I don't see why that's a problem"

"It's a problem because she doesn't know I'm eighteen. She actually thinks I'm studying Law at Ohio state"

"What! Why the hell does she think that?" he asks.

"Because that's what I told her. She saw my licence and thought I was twenty two, I panicked."

"You do know if you want to go out with this chick, you gotta tell her right?"

"I know, but what if she doesn't want to see me again" I sigh.

"That her choice to make San."

"When did you get so insightful, it's fucking creepy" I laugh.

"Maybe it's the beer. Speaking of, you want another one or are you ready to leave"

"Let's bounce. I'm crashing at yours by the way, I told my parents I was staying at Brittany's. I was grounded for a month after what happened last time. Turns out I'm not as sneaky as I thought I was, especially when I'm drunk."

Being caught by my Dad whilst completely wasted, trying to open the front door with a car key two hours after curfew was not one of my finest moments.

"So I'm finally gonna get you into my bed then Lopez" he smirks.

"Oh I'll be in your bed Puckerman, but you wont be. You're sleeping on the floor"

My whole body aches. Fuck Sue Sylvester, her Saturday morning practises and her fucking extravagant routines. It didn't help that I had to do an extra fifteen laps for being late. Which was totally Puck's fault, It took me kicking him quite a few times in the ribs to wake him up from his spot on the floor. I needed him to drive me to the school since I had no car. I was glad I remembered to store my Cheerio's uniform in my locker they day before. At least I didn't have to go home to get it. God knows what Sue would have made me do if I was any later.

The hot water from the shower helped to ease my aching muscles. I quickly change back into the clothes I was wearing last night and grab my cell phone from my locker.

I notice I have a new text message from a number I don't recognise.

I cautiously open it and read the text on the screen.

Santana

I really enjoyed getting to know you last night and I was wondering if you would like to join me tomorrow for a cup of coffee.

Rachel Berry

I just stared at the message. I should be excited at the prospect of going on a date with Rachel. But all I could think about was what Puck had said last night. I needed to tell her the truth and what better way than face to face.

I typed a message out and rewrote it a few times before settling on a reply and hit send.

I really enjoyed getting to know u 2. I'm free all day tomorrow.

I didn't know whether I should add a kiss on the end or not. Is it too soon for kisses? Should I have wrote out words fully instead of using text speak. Rachel did but based on how she speaks that was to be expected right?

I was over thinking everything my mind was going into overdrive, so much so I didn't hear Brittany come up behind me.

"You ready to go San"

"Shit. You made me jump B" I say, placing my hand over my rapidly beating heart.

"Sorry, I thought you wanted a ride home. I haven't got confused again have I"

"No B, you haven't gotten confused. I was just distracted that's all"

I save Rachel's number, close my locker door and pick up my Cheerio's bag. My cell vibrated in my hand signalling another message.

How about the Lima Bean, say 11 o'clock x

My stomach flips at the kiss at the end of the message. Images of actually kissing Rachel pop into my mind. I couldn't stop the smile that appears on my face.

Perfect, I can't wait x

Before I even have chance to over analyse my last reply, I was pulled out of my thoughts by Brittany once again.

"You look happy San" she beams.

"I am Britt. Let's hope I still am after tomorrow"

"What?" she asks.

"Never mind. Let's get out of here" I lace our pinkies together and head out the locker room door.

When I enter the Lima Bean I have every intention of telling Rachel the truth. I see her sitting at a small table over in the corner, by the window. When she notices me approaching the table, she stands up with that beautiful smile on her face. She envelops me in a huge hug and places a small kiss on my cheek. I really hope she didn't notice the blush appearing on my face.

"Hey" she says still smiling.

"Hey, yourself" I reply as I follow her lead and take a seat at the table.

"Just to let you know I can't stay too long, I have to do another read through for the play. I just really wanted to see you"

"Well since we don't have that long. Can I get you a coffee?" I ask.

"Since I was the one who asked you on this date, I think that means I'm suppose to pay"

"Well I think that's a stupid rule. Besides you can pay next time"

"Wow either your expecting to drink a lot of coffee this morning, or you're already thinking about another date" she laughs.

"I do really like coffee, but I also really like the idea of another date. Although I think we should probably start this one first. So what can I get you?"

She looks like she was about to argue again about me paying, so I cut her off before she has chance.

"I'm paying no arguments"

"Fine, I'll have a vegan friendly soy milk latte"

I sit back in the chair opposite Rachael when I return with the coffees. She thanks me and takes a sip of the hot liquid.

"I don't know how you can drink that. I mean soy milk is no where as near as good as the real thing"

"How would know, have you ever tried it?" she questions

"No" I mutter.

"I'll have you know Santana, soy milk is actually quite delicious"

"Well how do you know real milk isn't more delicious if you don't drink it"

"I don't know how you find anything that comes from an animal delicious"

"Well I can't see how vegetables can be eaten without them being served on plate with a big juicy piece of meat."

That what definitely the wrong thing to say, I sat and listened to her for over fifteen minutes while she talked about animal cruelty and how great being a vegan was. She must notice that I have started to drift out of the conversation.

"I'm sorry. Once I get talking I find it hard to stop"

"Don't apologise I like listening to you speak. I find you very interesting. So how's the play going?"

"It's going fantastic. We started read throughs yesterday, we could be finished by today and then we can start proper rehearsals. I can't wait to see the costume I get to wear, especially the red shoes. It's all very exciting"

She then went into a long explanation of how she auditioned for the part and how she had all these ideas to make the show even better. We have been talking for over an hour. Well Rachel has been talking, I just sat there and listened to her.

Rachel was still talking when her cell phone interrupted her. Apologising she answered the phone.

"Hello, Rachel Berry speaking"

"Hello Bruce, Is everything okay?" she asks.

I could only hear her side of the conversation.

"Actually I'm a bit busy at the moment…Yes, I do take it seriously….Fine, I'll be there in half an hour"

She slammed the phone on the table.

"Sometimes that man can be so infuriating. That was Bruce the director of the play, he wants us all to come in earlier. I'm sorry Santana, I feel like I'm always running out on you"

"It's not a problem, you can't help it if everybody wants you"

"I wouldn't say that" she laughs.

"I know I do" I smirk.

She stands up from her seat at the table.

"I'll call you, maybe next time you'll let me pay"

She bends down and kisses my cheek.

"Goodbye Santana"

I brush my fingertips over the spot her lips had touched. I can't help the massive smile that appears on my face. That's when I realised, I didn't tell her.

It had been a week since our coffee date. Rachel had been so busy with the play, that tonight was the only night she had free. I was actually quite proud of myself that I managed to find a vegan restaurant in Lima. I would have preferred to go to my favourite restaurant Breadsix but with it being a know as a hotspot for teenaged dates, I couldn't run the risk of bumping into someone from school. Plus picking a vegan restaurant would definitely get me into Rachel's good books and maybe into her pants.

We were seated in a corner booth, the restaurant was small and very intimate. The lights were slightly dimmed with extra light coming from a slow flickering candle in the middle of the table. It didn't escape my notice that Rachel had once again opted to sit very close to me.

The waitress took our orders and returned a few moments later with a bottle of wine. I was relieved when she didn't ask for I.D. Rachel must have come across old enough to drink and the waitress probably assumed she wouldn't be sat there with somebody under twenty one. Hell, Rachel didn't know she was sat there with someone under twenty one.

"Did you enjoy the movie?" Rachel asks.

We decided that we wanted to go for the old cliché of dinner and a movie, or movie then dinner in our case.

"It was okay, just like any other cheesy rom-com out there"

I was slightly distracted, I still needed to tell her the truth. I should have told her at the start of the evening but when I saw her I panicked again. It didn't really help that you can't really talk during a movie.

"I quite enjoyed it actually. I love a good romantic story line, even if it is a little cheesy. However I didn't get the whole Sarah and John plotline. Why do older women want to go after younger men. I mean couldn't she find a man her own age, was she that desperate"

"Well what about if you met someone younger than yourself and you really liked them. Would you go for it?" I ask.

"Maybe. But I don't have to worry about that because I have you" she takes my hand in hers.

At least she didn't say no. At least with maybe there would be a chance.

"Listen Rach" I was cut of by the arrival of our food. Rachel took her hand from my grasp as she thanked the waitress.

"So how's becoming a big shot lawyer going?"

I have two options lie or tell her the truth. I know which option I should choose but it seems like my mouth has other plans.

"It's going fine"

"It's going fine that's it"

"It's pretty boring really, mostly reading and studying"

"Something must have interested you about law, to get you to study it"

"There are a lot of bad people in the world and I want to help get them of the streets."

"So you want to be a district attorney"

"I'm a long way from that" I laugh.

"I don't really get all this law stuff. So to keep from embarrassing myself, I'll stop asking questions now"

Thank fuck. I don't think I could of answered anymore questions. I only knew so much from the many crime drama's I have watched on television. Next time I should hit up google just in case she asks even more complicated questions.

"What about you, after The Wizard Of Oz what's next for Rachel Berry?" I ask.

"Since it's a small production It's only running for a month. I'm not sure what happens next, I guess I'll just go back to auditioning for anything and everything. I still can't afford to move back to New York, so I just have to take the long trip back and fourth if I manage to get any auditions. I'm sure Kurt and Blaine won't mind me sleeping on their couch."

"I'm sure once people see you on that stage you will be offered parts left, right and centre."

"I'm not so sure about that Santana. When I was in high school I thought I was something special, a one off. When I arrived in New York it turns out there are hundreds of Rachel Berrys"

"Hey. There might be lots of people out there that are like you, they might think like you or have the same dreams as you. But there will never be another Rachel Berry out there because you, are special Rachel, and you are truly one of a kind."

She just looks at me, maybe I said something wrong. The next thing I know her lips are on mine. I drop my knife and fork onto the plate and place one of my hands on the back of her neck pulling her closer, before I can deepen the kiss she pulls way.

"I'm sorry" she blushes.

"Don't be"

"It's just that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. I've never really had many friends. In high school I was just the glee loser and even at NYADA I didn't have many friends. People only wanted me for my talent."

"You were in glee club?" I ask.

"Yes, don't tell me you were a cheerleader"

"I was actually and I was also in glee club"

"Wow, That never would have happened at McKinley. The Cheerio's made my life a living hell, not to mention their coach Sue Sylvester. I got called nicknames, they made fun of my clothes. I had a slushy facial on a weekly basis."

She looked slightly embarrassed.

"I just made myself sound very pathetic didn't I"

"No. It just shows me how strong you are. You had people trying their best to make you miserable, but you didn't let them. That shows you are better than them"

It actually made me cringe on the inside when she talked about what the Cheerio's had put her through. Just this morning I had a grape slushy in my hand, right before I dumped it over Jewfro's head.

"You know you're making me want to kiss you again" she blushes.

I don't reply I just connect our lips.

We are interrupted when the waitress came to take our plates.

"We'll take the check, please" I say to her before she walks away.

I look back towards Rachel.

"Are you getting tired of me already?" she asks.

"I though maybe we can grab a coffee and take a walk around the park"

The park was quiet at this time of night. We sat on a bench across from the small duck pond.

"So you never mentioned what high school you went to"

Quick brain think.

"I went to Carmel"

"So we were rivals"

"What?"

"The New Directions and Vocal Adrenaline, you were always our biggest competition. I actually dated someone from Carmel" she says.

"Oh" I raised my eyebrows.

"His name was Jesse . He would have been two years above you, but you must have met him if you were in glee club. He was your star performer after all"

"I think I remember the name, but I only joined glee club in senior year so he would have graduated by then"

"He had quite the talent, unfortunately he thought another win at nationals was more important than I was"

"Then he's an idiot"

She flashes me that beautiful smile again and kisses me on my cheek.

We sat on the bench for nearly an hour, talking and getting to know each other better. I notice her shiver slightly, so I take of my jacket and give it to her. She smiles thanking me. I check the time and notice that I didn't have long until my curfew. I couldn't use the 'I'm staying over at Brittany's' excuse this time because I actually had nowhere else to sleep. That is unless Rachel invites my back to her place, but to make that happen all that it would take is one quick call to my parents and tell them Brittany asked me to stay over.

"It's getting late and you are getting cold. I think it's time to get you home"

We both stand up from the bench and she takes my hand as we walk towards my car.

I insisted that I would be the one to drive, there was no way I was risking her going anywhere near my house.

I pulled up outside of Rachel's Dads house.

"I had a really good time tonight Santana"

"Me too"

We sit there for a few moment before she takes of her seat belt and leans over to me. She connects our lips in a sweet kiss. My hands automatically move into her hair and one finds its way to the back of her neck to pull her closer. I attempt to deepen the kiss, my tongue begging for entrance which she gladly excepts.

I nearly forgot that I was sat outside Rachel's Dads house whilst I was making out with their daughter. I reluctantly pull away and rested my forehead against hers.

"I should go. My Dads are home and if the past is anything to go by, they are probably two seconds away from peeking out of the curtains" she laughs.

"Okay" I say as I kiss her one more time.

"I'll call you" she tells me before getting out of the car. I watch her as she walks up to the house and opens the door, she turns back and gives me a cute little wave before entering the house.

I woke up with arms wrapped tightly around my stomach I look down at the very gorgeous and very naked Rachel. Her head was resting on my chest and our legs were tangled together. We had been together for nearly two month now. Last night we had an amazing date and then ended up back at her house, since her Dads had gone on a trip. We always slept at her place especially since my made up roommates were always in the way.

"Morning" I hear Rachel mumble.

"It's more like afternoon" I reply and kiss the top of her head.

"How come every time you stay over you mange to ruin my morning routine"

"It's not my fault. Don't you think you had an intense work out last night. Although if you wanted a little afternoon exercise, I wouldn't object"

"Do you have to be so crude" she says as she slaps my stomach.

"You didn't seem to mind last night. Actually you seemed to really like what I was saying, in fact I heard you screaming for more"

She slaps my stomach again but this time harder and it hurt.

"Ow" I frown.

"That hurt, I think you should kiss it better"

She sits up and places a small kiss on my abdomen.

"It was lower than that"

She leans further down and places another kiss on my stomach.

"Lower" I say again.

She goes to move even further down my stomach but then stops when she realises what I was doing.

"Santana" she screams and hits me again.

"You're incorrigible"

"I didn't realise my girlfriend was so abusive. I was only trying to kick-start that afternoon exercise you were talking about"

"You mean what you were talking about. I however had other ideas in mind, like breakfast or in this case lunch"

She jumps out of the bed and changes into sweat pants and a plain t-shirt.

"Stay there, I'll bring you breakfast in bed"

As much as I enjoy being naked, I thought it might be a good idea to get changed. I grab one of the largest t-shirts Rachel owns and a pair of sweat pants out of her drawers. I sit back on the bed just as Rachel walks through the door carrying a tray. She kicks the door shut behind her, places the tray on her bed side table and sits next to me on the bed.

The tray contained a bowl of a mixed fruit and two glasses of orange juice.

"No coffee?" I ask.

She ignores my comment and takes a strawberry from the bowl and holds it up to my lips. I take a bite, some of the juice runs down my chin. I go to wipe it with my hand, but Rachel has other ideas as she licks her way up my chin and kisses my lips. Breakfast was about to be forgotten as I was about to get my afternoon exercise.

I really hate Mondays, especially early morning Cheerio's practise. My body was aching, I couldn't wait for this class to end, then I only had to get through glee and I then I could pass out on my bed. I had stopped listening to what ever the teacher was going on about half an hour ago. My mind kept going back to yesterday, laying In bed with Rachel and eventually eating the brunch as Rachel liked to call it.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the bell rang. I made my way to the choir room and took my seat besides Brittany and Quinn. Eventually the whole club was in the room with the exception of Mr Schue, who was always the last to arrive.

He finally entered the room and stood in front of the piano.

"Okay guys I have a special announcement to make"

"You're not going to try and make us do Journey again are you?" I ask.

"No. Something better or should I say someone"

"Get on with it, Mr Schue" Puck yells.

"Watch it Puck. Okay, we have a special guest that is going to help us with our preparations for regionals. She is a former student, and was part of the New Directions that last won at nationals. Guys, please welcome Rachel Berry"

Shit.

A/N Just a few quick notes. This story was meant to be a one-shot but will now be in two parts. This is the first time I have wrote in a characters pov as I find it hard to write but I thought I'd give it a go. Also I am English and tried to get the correct Americanisms but if anything is wrong please let me know so I can change it.

Thank you for reading, I appreciate it.

LiveYoung.