|She was a liar
Author: case1234 PM
Rachel Barbra Berry was a liar. She had been lying since the tender age of eight, and she had become quite good at it.Rated: Fiction T - English - Rachel B. - Chapters: 17 - Words: 29,606 - Reviews: 141 - Favs: 91 - Follows: 114 - Updated: 06-21-11 - Published: 01-09-11 - id: 6639207
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This is my newest story, the idea just came to me and I ran with it. I love Sam and Rachel together, but just as friends, so they will be together... a lot. This story is AU, very review and tell me if this stroy works.
I do not own Glee.
Rachel Barbra Berry was a liar. She had been lying since the tender age of eight, and she had become quite good at it. Rachel knew what to say when people questioned her about her mother, she told them she was on vacation. The truth was more painful, because in reality her mother had ran out on her husband and three children. Yes, Rachel Berry was a liar.
Her biggest lie was conjured up when she was sixteen, her father and evil stepmother handed her signed emancipation papers and a personal account number. Her parents had told her to pack her things and to please be out by friday, and with that she packed everything she could, grabbed her cat and left the place that had never been home. Shel left her cell phone on her bedroom desk, not even bothering to call her older brothers. Rachel had never felt so completely alone in her entire life. The lie that followed was a complex one. Rachel had two gay fathers and no mother. She had an amazing childhood in California where she dreamed of making it big on Broadway, and to her displeasure the people at Mckinley seemed to accept these lies as the truth.
"Beep Beep Beep!" Rachel Berry's alarm balred awakening the tiny brunette from her two hour slumber. Unfortunately she'd worked at the diner until eleven o'clock the previous night and then had to finish her homework.
"Ugh!" She moaned rolling out of her messy double bed and looking a the sad on bedroom apartment she called home.
She dressed quickly, pulling on a blue tweed skirt and flowered cardigan she had bought from a thrift store. She quickly shoveled a few bites of cheerios into her mouth, fed Misty and ran out of the apartment quickly hoping not to be too late.
"Hey Diva!" She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned quickly.
She put on her best show face when she saw the flamboyant boy standing next to her "Hello Kurt, how are you this glorious morning?" She asked annoyingly pleasant.
"Great my darling, though you look worse for the wear." HE told her worriedly taking in her disheveled hair and the dark rings around her brown eyes.
She pulled her locker open, pulled out books, and turned back to him "I had dance until ten last night Kurt."
He shrugged "Anyways, I came over her to tell you that we are going to the mall tonight.
She felt herself beginning to panic, and just went to her most used lie "I have dance tonight Kurt, and then my Daddies are taking me to dinner."
"Rachel," The small boy whined "It's a Friday night and you never want to hang out."
The girl wanted to hang out with her friend, of course she did but despite only having one thousand dollars in her bank account she wanted no one to know that she lived alone.
"I really wish I could Kurt."
Kurt sighed but looped his arm through the smaller girls "Come on lets get to biology."
Tina Cohen-Chang was a shy girl, painfully so. She wasn't very talkative and she didn't mind lurking in the shadows observing those around her. She seemed to notice how much stress Rachel Berry constantly seemed to be under;how the small girl would often times pinch the bridge of her nose tightly and take a deep breathe. Today would be the day that Tina finally got to the bottom of the tiny brunettes issues.
"Hey Rach," She greeted the girl when she saw her walking towards the choir room as the lunch bell rang.
Rachel bit her bottom lip she usually went to the choir room and slept so she didn't have to spend money she didn't have on lunch. It was hard to keep avoiding everyone.
"Sure I'd love to eat this midday meal with you." Rachel answered as the asian girl smiled at her tiny friend.
"Hey Rach!" Artie smiled brightly as she slid into one of the seats next to him. He never had a problem with the girl, in fact she was quite endearing.
Mercedes drew in a deep breath "To what do we owe the pleasure?" She asked, her words drenched in sarcasm.
Rachel frowned deeply "No reason I suppose."
"Hello darling!" Kurt squealed kissing her cheek and sitting down next to her. He was happy to see her in the cafeteria for once.
She smiled at her friend "Hey Kurt!"
Finn hudson, the typical high school jock, walked over to the table when he saw the girl who had stolen his heart sitting at the table. "Hey Rachel."
"Hi Finn how are you on this glorious day?"
The tall boy smiled at the girl's word choice "I'm great. Hey are you coming over to Kurt's sleepover tonight?" He asked hopefully.
She frowned, she wanted to she really wanted to be normal for once but... "I have vocal lessons tonight and dance early in the morning so..."
Finn looked at her sadly. He knew something was wrong with the girl he had known for nearly a year. The problem was he didn't have the slightest idea what was wrong with her.
Tina was slightly curious as to why the girl wasn't eating and knew she needed to bring it to attention. "Rach, aren't you hungry?"
The whole table seemed to turn their eyes on the skinny brunette, also curious as to why she wasn't eating.
She felt her hands get clammy as they always did before she lied "I'm not too hungry."
Artie looked at her disbelievingly "I can hear your stomach growling. Are you sure you don't want to eat?"
She gave her the most dazzling smile he had ever seen "We ate a huge breakfast this morning. My Daddy always makes ginormous breakfasts, claiming it is the most important meal of the day." Technically she was telling a partial truth she had eaten cereal this morning, rather than an apple.
Finn grunted and mumbled something incoherent before biting into his sandwich ferociously. After that Lunch passed awkwardly as everyone tried to figure out what was wrong with their friend.
Rachel Berry sat in the choir room desperately trying to rub the tiredness away from her. The girl could only think of one thing, sleeping. She didn't have to be at work until eight, so she could get three hours of sleep.
"Sup Manhands." Santana greeted as cruelly as ever.
"You look like a homeless pirate." Brittany added following Santana to the back of the room.
Rachel rolled her eyes and ignored the comments as per usual. She really didn't car what anyone had to say about her, because in all honesty she felt the same way about herself.
"Alright guy, we are going to do duets. " announced walking into the room " And Fate will be choosing your partners." The room seemed to groan at that.
" Mike isn't here today." Tina stated softly.
He looked into his hat and pulled out Mike's name "Someone will just sing a solo. Who is going to pick first?"
Finn took the intiative standing up first hoping that he would get Rachel, unfortunately it wasn't the case."Tina."
After everyone picked named off every pair "We've got Finn and Tina, Puck and Mercedes, Sam and Rachel, Kurt and Brittany, Santana and Artie, and Quinn you're going solo."
"That's not fair!" The blond whined "Can't I just work with Sam and Rachel can work alone like always. It's not like she minds, she doesn't have Friends or anything."
The tiny diva put on her show face, her thousand watt smile. "That would be fine with me Mr. Schuester. I am fairly good at working alone and I do enjoy my solitude.
The choir director frowned deeply at the girl "Fate has chosen Quinn, now get to work."
"Hey Rachel." Sam Evans greeted sitting down next to her and looking at her cautiously.
"Hello Samuel. I am quite sorry that you got stuck working with me rather than Quinn."
The blond boy put a gentle hand on her shoulder "It's no problem Rachel, we haven't talked in...well ever."
-+"I'm sorry." She told him her eyes going wide, making her look like a helpless puppy.
"It's fine Rachel. How about I drive you home and we can work on our project?"
She started to get those clammy hands again and she quickly looked around the room and then down at her hands. "I walk home Samuel, it's a great way to get exercise and enjoy the fresh air."
" Do you mean the frigid air? The blond boy asked frowning deeply "Rach, it's nearly dark outside, I don't think you should walk home alone." The thought of the tiny brunette trying to fight someone terrified him; it made his heart actually thump painfully.
She smiled at the concern, people rarely felt anything for her. " Thank you for caring, but I think if anyone grabbed me they would give me back after I ranted. Oh and I carry a rape whistle.
"If you're sure," he told her frowning "Can we get together tomorrow?"
She did have her dance lessons from three until seven and worked before that from seven to two. "I have dance until seven but..."
"We can meet at seven that's perfect."
"Where do you want to meet ?" She asked biting her bottom lip, hoping that he didn't say her place.
"You can come over to mine, my mom's been dying for me to bring a friend over for dinner." He looked deep in thought for a moment "Are you still a vegan?"
She looked sheepish that was just part of her cover story. Rachel loved meat, it was just too expensive. "No, one day a hamburger looked to good to resist."
The boy nudged her shoulder gently "You could use some meat on your bones."
"Alright guys," announced to the group "We're done for today, have a great weekend and I'll see you all on Monday." He turned towards Rachel "Rachel can I see you for a moment."
Sam packed up his backpack slowly trying to figure out what their teacher wanted to talk about. "I'll see you tomorrow Rachel at about seven thirty."
She smiled back at him "I'll see you then."
"Rachel have you thought about the spare bedroom?" The Spanish teacher asked the small girl in front of him. He knew all about the girl's situation and he hated it. The poor girl was working herself into the ground and she wasn't even seventeen year old."
She loked down at her hands, a normal nervous tendency "I really appreciate the off , but I cannot impose on you like that."
He sighed running a hand through his hair this poor thing thought she was a burden on everyone and everything. He knew what it felt like to be alone, and he knew there was no cure for loneliness. Being alone isn't like osmosis you can't just rub up against someone and feel loved or cared for, but maybe he could help.
"Why don't we talk about this over dinner?" He offered looking at the girl sternly, telling her with his eyes that she couldn't say no.
She shook her head "Mr. Schue-"
He cut the young girl off "I know you don't have to work until seven so come on."
William Schuester remembered becoming aware of the small diva's had been two months ago and he had walked into the thriteenth street diner, starving to death when he saw her. She had cam up to the table and was surprised to see her teacher. Somehow through it all she had told him everything, how her mother was gone her two elder brothers were away at college, and her father had kicked her out. He remembers feeling incredible sympathy for the young girl and offering his wife's old craft room, which she quickly rejected. He was in the same situation today sitting across from the girl at the pizzeria and trying to get her to move in.
"Rachel you are sixteen, you shouldn't have to be alone." The teacher told the brunette reaching for a piece of pizza.
"It's only two more years Mr. Schue, and then I'll be at university. I know I'll get a full ride." She told him honestly and he knew she would too, she had a perfect 4.0 GPA.
He reached across the table grabbing the small hand in his larger one "I want you to move in Rachel. I've never told you this, but I think of you as a daughter-"
Rachel interruped him there "You think of me as a daughter?" She asked, her eyes filled with tears.
He smiled at her and nodded "I really do Rachel, that's why it hurts me to see you living like this."
With that declaration being made Rachel Berry had a lot to think about.