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Rachel Berry had changed over the summer, her smile seemed different, cold.. Her eyes wider, her whole aura was just… different. So yeah, maybe it was because she FINALLY lost her virginity, none the less to Finn Hudson; well of course she did, it all made sense that way, her talented and beautiful underdog and him the popular and talented male lead. Perfect fairytale, right? Well that’s what she was convincing herself with anyway.It was a crisp morning on September 6th 2010, the first day back at McKinley High after summer break. Rachel stared at her reflection in the large mirror situated in her en suite bathroom, she took a comb from the drawer and began to brush her brown locks, as she decided on what to sing to wow her club mates with at her first day back at Glee Club.
A few blocks down from this brunette another student beginning her fast day back at school after summer break was wide awake. Quinn Fabray was up and running around her kitchen at the early time of 6am to find her water bottle; first day back as HBIC she reminded herself as she paced the tile flooring in the room. Once she had found the object she filled it up and ran toward the front door, stooping briefly to check her reflection in the mirror by the entrance to her home. Her smooth blonde hair was slicked back into its old ponytail and her red pout matched the outfit she was currently wearing; red, white and black, tight topped, short skirted cheerio’s uniform that she missed so much. She ran down the porch and hopped into her red sports car, turning the radio up as she drove off toward school.
Back at the Berry household, Rachel gracefully walked down the stairs in her outfit of the day; a brand new red kilt and a tight white fitted polo shirt accompained with white knee high socks and cute red plimsolls. Her hair swayed gently at her shoulders with each step she took. Once she reached the landing she bounded toward her kitchen and found her two fathers sitting at the breakfast bar, both their heads buried in individual newspapers.
“Morning Daddy, Dad” Rachel beamed at the men. They both looked up from the news and looked at their daughter who began to wash an apple in the sink.
“Morning Princess” both men replied in unison.
“Excited for school” asked Hiram, Rachel’s Jewish father.
“Mmmhmm” She mumbled as she took a bite.
“Well has fun” Rachel’s other father Bruce said as they both returned to the news in front of them. Rachel finished her breakfast and threw the core in the bin, as she danced outside toward her powder blue mini cooper, she threw her bag into the backseat and put her iPod on the docking system she got installed over the summer, she started up the car and began singing the ‘Wicked’ soundtrack as she drove out of her drive, and into the street.