Hi, Demigirl606 here. So this is my first Glee Fanfic and I really hope you like it. So my absolute favorite glee couple is Mike Chang and Rachel Berry, otherwise known as Cherry. I hope you like it. For all of you who are reading my Percy Jackson fanfics not to worry I am working on them both. So enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, otherwise I would be living my ultimate dream. *cries*

As the first slushie of the day was thrown at Rachel by Mercedes, Rachel began to think about why everyone hated her, especially her ex best friends, Kurt and Mercedes.

Flashback

It was mid October and Rachel, Mercedes and Kurt were hanging out at Rachel's house. They were watching musicals and talking about boys when Rachel started talking about glee.

"I can't believe that Mr. Schue gave Quinn the solo instead of me. I mean why can't he just understand that I deserve all of the solos?" Rachel whined.

What's the big deal?" Mercedes asked. "It's just a solo. I'm sure more will come around.

"The big deal is that I deserve the solos!" Rachel yelled. "They should be mine and not Quinn's."

"Have you ever thought that the rest of the club wants solos too?" Kurt asked while Mercedes rolled her eyes.

"Well, yes I have thought about it but then decided that I need them more," Rachel said in a 'duh' tone.

"Well, then obviously I don't even know why I hang out with you, "Mercedes started. "You're obviously a little diva bitch that is so obsessed with her life that she doesn't even care about anyone else's."

"I agree, Rachel," Kurt said. "C' mon 'Cedes. Let's go." Ever since then it's been Mercedes and Kurt against Rachel.

End of Flashback

Rachel was walking out to her car, because she left her spare clothes there, when she felt someone grab her arm and pull her back towards the school.

"Going somewhere, Freak?" As she heard the voice she felt shivers going up her spine.

"What do you want, Azimio?" she asked.

"First, I want your car keys," when she hesitated he pushed her up against the wall, hitting her head against the brick, "now."

Once she handed them over to him, Azimio dragged her to the old locker rooms. Once they entered, Rachel saw all of the Cheerios, minus Brittany, the hockey players, Mercedes, and the football team except for Puck, Mike, Matt, and Sam all holding slushies. Rachel gulped and tried to back away but Azimio had a tight grip on her arm. "Stay here," he growled. She nodded in response. Then Azimio moved towards the group of jocks and someone handed him a slushie.

Then one-by-one everyone walked up to her and threw their slushie in her face. Every time the slush hit her, she whimpered. Then that person smirked then walked away.

Finally, once everyone had finished, Azimio handed her car keys then shoved her against the wall. Usually, Rachel would get up and walk away but this time she slid down the wall and cried. She knew that her spare clothes were gone and didn't feel like facing the jocks and cheerios. She didn't care if she missed class or glee. She just wanted to cry.

Later in the day:

"Has anyone seen Rachel today?" Mr. Schue asked the glee club.

"I saw here earlier today but then she disappeared. Her car is still here though," Tina said.

"Yeah," nine voices agreed.

Everyone looked at the three who didn't agree. Quinn, Mercedes, and Santana looked at each other guiltily. "What. Did. You. ?" Puck asked. In response Quinn muttered something incoherent about slushies and locker rooms. "Okay, girls, Kurt and Artie, stay here and think of a punishment for these three while Mike, Matt, Sam, and I will look for Rach."

"What about me?" Finn asked.

"Stay with the girls," Puck answered. Then he and the said boys left to find Rachel.

"Okay, Quinn said something about locker rooms and I highly doubt that they would slushie Rach in the new ones, so we'll look in the old ones. Matt and Mike, you guys look in the boys' locker room while Sam and I look in the girls" Puck explained. "Got it?" Everyone nodded. "Alright, break!" Then everyone headed out their separate ways.

Puck and Sam:

Puck and Sam were obviously pissed. They knew that Quinn and Santana didn't like Rachel very much, but still, getting slushied by at least a quarter of their school was harsh. "I'm so regretting liking Quinn and Santana now," Sam said as they were walking around the abandoned locker room.

"I know. Rachel and I are friends and let's just say that the athletes of this school might not have their so called pretty faces anymore when I'm done with them," Puck agreed.

"I don't think she's in here, Puck," Sam said after five minutes of looking.

"Let's just keep walking and looking around and wait to see if Mike and Matt found her," Puck responded.

Mike and Matt:

As soon as Mike and Matt entered the old, deserted, boys' locker room, they knew something was off. There were empty slushie cups everywhere. "Okay, let's split," Matt said, "You go right and I'll go left." Mike nodded then walked to his direction.

Mike's POV:

Those assholes were gonna pay. No one should slushie Rachel, especially when she had done nothing to them. I kept thinking about how I was going to make them pay when I turned the corner and gasped. There was Rachel, laying in a pool of slushie with her eyes clothes. Her steady breathing told me that she was asleep though. She was covered in a rainbow of stick syrup. I needed backup. "Matt!" I yelled.

"Yeah?" Was the response I got.

"Come here!" I yelled back.

"Did you find her?"

"Yeah, and it's bad," Once I said that I heard Matt running towards me. I heard him gasp as he turned the corner. " Call Puck," I ordered.

"On it," he replied. I decided to get some wet paper towels to help wipe her off. While I did this I heard Matt saying, "Hey, Puck, it's Matt. We found Rach and it's not looking good. Hurry."

Sam's POV:

Even though Puck and I knew Rachel wasn't in here we kept walking, hoping that Mike and Matt found her. We were walking in silence when Puck's phone started ringing.

"Hello?" he answered. He listened for a while then hung up. "Shit."

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"They found Rach," he paused, " and apparently it's not looking too good."

"Well, what are we just standing her for then?" I yelled.

"Good point," and with that we both ran out of there as fast as we could.

Matt's POV:

After I called Puck I ran over to Rachel, picker her up, and took her over to Mike, where he was getting some wet paper towels. Her eyes were closed but she was breathing, so she probably fell asleep. While Mike was wiping the stickiness off of her face I heard the door slam open.

"Guys, where are you?" I heard Sam yell. I looked over at Mike and he put a finger over his mouth, so I jogged to the front of the locker room to lead Puck and Sam to where Rachel was.

When I got there I could tell that they were going to ask a bunch of questions, so I followed Mike's actions from a few seconds ago and I put my finger over my mouth and they both shut their mouth. "Follow me," I said.

We walked towards Mike and Rachel and I heard Sam and Puck gasp as we passed the puddle of multicolored slush on the ground. "How many people slushied Rachel?" Sam asked.

"I'm guessing it was the hockey team, Cheerio's, and the football team except for the gleeks," I answered.

"Holy crap," Puck whispered when he saw Mike cleaning up Rachel.

No one's POV:

"Hi, guys," Mike said, "Sam and Matt, could you guys find some clean clothes for Rachel to wear?" They nodded and left. " Puck, do you know the best way to wake her up?"

"Um, let's try tapping her cheeks," Puck answered(A/N: I am not a doctor so I wouldn't know.)

So Mike gently tapped Rachel on each cheek, whispering her name. After about five minutes of this, Rachel began to wake up. " Where am I?" she asked, currently forgetting what happened earlier that day.

Rachel's POV:

"Um, Rach, you're in the old boys' locker room," Mike answered as he helped me sit up.

"Wha-" I then remembered what happened earlier today and looked down at my dirty clothes, "oh, right. The slushies." I felt tears run down my face as I thought of all the times a slushie hit my face today. I felt someone hug me to their chest while I cried. I looked up and saw that it was Noah. He smiled at me and hugged me closer. It felt like before high school.

After about ten minutes of this Matt and Sam showed up with clothes for me to change into. Matt handed them to me and said, "We didn't want you to get cold, so we got you some clothes, even though they're gonna be huge on you. We know you love to wear our clothes."

I rolled my eyes, but smiled at him. "Thank you, Matty," I heard coughing behind me. "The rest of you guys, too."

"You are so welcome, Rachie- poo," Mike said. I blushed. I've had a crush on him ever since...forever.

"I thought I told you not to call me that!" I yelled.

"Whoops," he smirked.

I just rolled my eyes and went into the stall. When I lifted up my shirt I felt stickiness so I had to ask for a wet paper towel. When I was finally all cleaned up I put on the over large clothes and walked out of the stall. Noah started laughing so hard he was doubled over. "What's so funny?"

"Y-you l-look even smaller than you u-usually do," he laughed.

"What do you expect?" I asked/yelled. "These clothes are for someone who is at least two times my size!"

"Don't worry, Rach, I think your hot," Mike said. Matt and Sam nodded in agreement.

I blushed. 'Stupid blush, go away!' I thought. "Um, thanks, Mike."

"No, problemo," Mike said. The other boys coughed again.

"Sorry, you too, Sam and Matt,"

"Hey? What about me?" Noah asked.

"What about you?" I asked.

"Don't I get a thank you?"

"For what?" He stared at me. "That's what I thought."

"Don't provoke me, Berry?" he threatened.

"Or what?"

"Um, well, I know you like and I'm not afraid to spill," he smirked.

"You wouldn't dare," I growled.

"Watch me," I gave him my signature bitch glare. " Fine, but be nice."

"Whatever," I said, satisfied that he wouldn't tell. "Why are we even still in here?"

"Um, no idea," Sam said.

"Can we leave then? This place kinda freaks me out." I said.

"Wait!" Mike yelled.

"What?" Matt asked.

"We should have a race!" Mike exclaimed.

"Um, why?" I asked.

"It will be fun!"

"Fine, let's get this over with," I started counting. "Five, four, three, two, one!" We took off running to the door. I was in second place, behind Noah. Ten feet in front of the door I passed him, running into the hallway, breathing heavily. "HAHA, I won!"

"Oh, shut up, Midget," Noah pouted.

"You're just jealous that I won," I taunted.

Noah glared at me. I smirked. I felt arms wrap around my waist. I turned my head and saw Mike standing behind me. I hoped that I wasn't blushing. " Now, Rach," Mike started, "I know you won, but there's no need to make the rest of us feel bad because we lost to a girl."

"What do you mean?" I asked. " There is always a time to make you feel bad because you lost to a girl."

"Who's with me when I say...'Get her'?" I started running with the four boys close behind. I missed these days.

Soooo? What did you think? Let me know if you liked it by pressing the little blue button on the bottom of the screen... Should I make another chapter or make it a one-shot? It's all up to you. I will probably update again if I get at least five reviews. I know it's not a lot but it makes me feel special. If you are a fun of PJO then please read my other stories.~Demigirl606.