Hello dear Readers,

To some of you this story might look eerily familiar to another Glee story of this same name by VickyC1, that's because this is her story. Due to circumstance Vicky had to put her wonderful Puckleberry story up for adoption. I was lucky enough to get a chance to continue with this great idea, and hopefully do it some justice.

This prologue was written by the lovely Vicky as well as the first two chapters after that the chapters will be written by me. This is my first foray into the Glee fanfic world (writing-wise that is), so wish me luck here!

I also would like to say for my own reference as well as yours that this is fairly AU meaning that it will not stick very closely to the original seasons- you may some things that are disturbingly similar to situations that happened in the first season (so far) but this is in no way accurate to the 'real' Glee timeline.

I hope you enjoy the story, and like most authors on this site- reviews make me giddy, and I would love to hear from all of you- it helps me know what's working and what's not. I open to suggestions (song-wise and plot-wise) just leave it in the review. Whether you are a new or old reader, thanks for giving this story a shot.

Enjoy!

Love,

Dreamin. Of. Scotland.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, no joke. I don't even own this prologue or these first two chapters, wow, how depressing. I do own Glee DVDs and CDs, that made me a little happier there :)

Prologue

Rachel was always meant to be mine. Every slushy I threw in her face was just my way of trying to grab her attention away from any other douche bag that she showed an interest in. I'd been in love with Rachel since 7th Grade and now in my Junior year at McKinley High; I was ready to make her mine.

I bet your wondering why now? I remember the last week of my Sophomore year I watched Rachel, Finn and the rest of the Gleeks dance around to Don't Stop Believing and I bathed in jealously as I watched Rachel's eyes lust over my dopey best friend. I was hurt, I was angry and I was fucking jealous.

Rachel was mine. Finn knew this. I told that boy everything. I may be a fucking badass but I had to tell someone that shit.

I wasn't going to let Finn take her away any chance I had with her.

So that's why today; on my first day as a Junior... I joined Glee Club.