Hello all my fellow readers. I hope everyone is enjoying the last bit of summer. I for one am ready for the fall weather. Sorry for the long wait. I made this chapter a little longer to make up for it. Oh and I had Rachel decide to join cheerios. It's not mentioned but implied. I apologize for any mistakes. I hope you all enjoy please feel free to R&R.

Chapter 6

It was finally Friday. The first week, in many, that Rachel was not subjected to any form of physical torture. The last five weeks felt like actual hell. And as though it would never end. Her body still ached with what she liked to call phantom muscle spasms. But in a way it was all worth it. Just to see Mercedes struggle to complete the assigned physical punishments. Luckily, that was over because it was indeed Friday and she had plans to sit back and chill with her closest friends.

Closing her locker, Rachel turned to make her way to the gym. Or so she thought before she found herself trapped between her locker and three members of the glee club.

Rachel was not in the mood for any of their crap, all she wanted was to get this day over with and celebrate her first free weekend in what seemed like forever. But I guess that is asking for too much. Seeing how every time she thought she was going to catch a break. One or more of the glee members would hounded her.

"Is there something you need?" Rachel huffs out in an annoyed tone.

Taken back slightly at the small girls tone in voice Finn, mutters nervously. "Um… so I think you should quit the cheerios. I don't think it's a good fit for you." He mutters nervously.

Lifting an unimpressed eyebrow. "Is that all?" He small diva questions.

Peeved at the short response, "No… that's not all! You know Sue is only using you to get to the glee club." Kurt snaps in his usual dramatic fashion.

"Look, I know you think that Sue is using me, but she isn't." Rachel replies with her hands on her hips.

"Wow she must really be feeding your ego if you're that hung up on believing she actually cares. We are talking about Sue, all she cares about is herself and the cheerios." Mercedes remarks with a glare.

"Look, let's not lose focus here guys," looking to Rachel, "I think you should come back to glee, we need you." Finn says in an attempt to butter her up some and convince her into coming back.

Looking up at Finn, as though he'd grown two heads. "I'll pass" She replies dismissively.

"Now will you all please go, and bore someone else with your existence." The tiny diva says in exasperation, when the tall dim witted boy just stands there.

She then attempts to move but, again finds herself pushed back roughly into the lockers behind her causing the tiny diva to grimace in pain.

Not one to stand down she glares at Mercedes "You-"

Poking the small diva in the chest. "Think you're too good for glee club?" Mercedes states mockingly.

Not at all appreciating being poked. "Excuse me? Do not touch me." Rachel counters with venom laced in her voice.

"Or what?" Mercedes remarks with a smirk.

"I do not have to explain myself to you, Mercedes. Move before I make you." Rachel snaps with narrowed eyes.

"Really? Channeling your inner bitch? Wow the cheerios are really rubbing off on you, and not in a good way." Kurt scoffs.

Looking to Kurt completely unaffected by his comment. "Do you actually believe all the bull shit that spills out of your big mouth?" The tiny diva replies sarcastically.

Before Kurt had a chance to interject. " Oh I'm sorry, my fault, I forgot you were an idiot" She then remarks with a smirk on her face."

Growing irritated with Rachel and her bitchy comments. "No wonder none of your parents wanted you, it's sad really because you have three and they all would rather be anywhere but with your overly annoying dramatic self centered loser bitch ass." Mercedes comments with a smirk, knowing full well that mentioning the small diva's parents would send her over the edge. And send her over the edge it did.

Wondering what was taking Rachel so long, Santana along with Quinn and Brittany decided to leave to search for the small diva before they were all late to class.

Turning the hall, all three cheerios stopped dead in their tracks. All that could be seen was the small diva with a look of pure rage right before she lunged at Mercedes, effectively knocking her to the floor. Rachel placed punch after punch, giving into her full strength and anger.

Not wasting any time the three cheerios all, but sprint to help Rachel. Being the first to reach the small diva Santana, drops to her knees in an attempt to peel Rachel off of Mercedes. "C'mon Rae, you need to get up."

Not even registering being lifted off of Mercedes. "Hey you need to calm down. Let's get you cleaned up yeah?" Santana tries to reason with the irate diva.

"Oh hell to the no! You ain't about to just walk away after attacking me." Mercedes says angrily.

"Back off." Quinn states coming in between Santana and Mercedes.

"Make her" Kurt snarks, while helping Mercedes to her feet.

Before anyone can say anything else, Mr. Schue and his impeccable (horrible) timing, appears. "What on earth is going on here?" He states in alarm. Looking to Mercedes "Oh my god! What happened to you?"

"Rachel attacked her for no good reason, all we wanted was to talk to her about possibly joining glee again." Kurt lied.

Looking to all the cheerios huddled to one side shielding the small brunette. "Is this true? I can't believe you'd stoop this low and attack a fellow member of our glee family. I'm very disappointed in you. This behavior has gone on for far too long, I'm taking you to see Figgins."

Holding the trembling diva close to her Santana, whispers in her ear, "We need Coach, she will be the only one on our side."

Peering up into dark brown eyes, she nods and falls back into the taller brunettes arms. She knew in the back of her head she was in so much trouble, but she couldn't find it in herself to care at the moment. She was just so angry. All she wanted was to get through this day and have a relaxing weekend, maybe go to the park and feed the ducks with Britt.

"We are getting Coach first" Quinn states with her arms crossed.

"They are lying, all three of them had Rae trapped between the lockers before the fight broke."

"Excuses me? I'm the adult here and the teacher, and I say everyone here needs to accompany me to the Principal's office now." Mr. Schue said in an aggravated tone.

"Not without Coach." Brittany shouts, very uncharacteristically. All this fighting was upsetting her.

Not giving Mr. Schue time to respond Rachel makes a run for it. Wanting to reach Coach's office before everyone else, she takes a shortcut through the auditorium.

Once close enough to the door, the small brunette hears more than just one voice in Sue's office. At first she was just going to wait for a minute then knock, but then she hears her name. And with that the voice of her mother.

On the inside she was freaking out. What was she even doing here? And what could she possibly be talking about with Coach. Of all the days for her to get into a fight, it had to be on a day in which her mother was at the school. Great, life was over as she knew it.

Shelby found herself cautiously knocking on Sue's office door. Thankful to still be intown when she received a phone call from Sue saying they needed to discuss Rachel. Her mind ran rapid with scenarios of what could possibly be wrong.

"Come in" Is all that she hears before, she cautiously steps inside the cheerio Coach's office.

"Hey you made, glad you were in town. Come sit down." Sue states getting right to the point.

Taking a seat across from Sue, "What's going on? Is Rachel okay?" The tall brunette asks rapidly.

Placing her pin down with an audible sigh, "Overall she is doing just fine in cheerios, her grades are good, but-"

"But what?" Shelby asks in a worried tone.

"Has she mention anything about her home life?" Sue asks.

Scrunching her brows in confusion, "I… I don't think so. She has always told me her father's work a lot when I ask about them." Pausing momentarily, "Why has something happened?" Shelby asks slightly distressed.

"Well here's the thing, I care for her, don't tell her or anyone I said that" Sue says that last part quickly with a mock glare. Moving along, "Nothing bad has happened, her fathers are just not in the picture as often as they should be." Sue finishes not missing a beat.

"What do you mean they are not in the picture? Where the Hell are they?" Shelby stated miffed. What on earth was going on? Why would Rachel keep something like this from her.

"Look, I won't go into any more detail about what's really going on until I know for sure you have Rachel's best interest." The Cheerio Coach says in a serious tone.

Staring into Sues eyes just as seriously. "There is no one I care for more, then I do Rachel." Taking a calming breath, "I gave Rachel up thinking she was going to a loving family, it was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Not a day goes by that I do not regret giving her up." Pausing momentarily to look out the window, to regain her thoughts. Then back at Sue. "I tried so hard to find every loophole there was to void the contract. I signed it way before I got pregnant with her, and before I knew what was happening it was too late, it had been done." Shelby says while wiping her tear stained face, hating how emotional she was getting. And in front of the cheerios coach no-less.

Contract... what contract? That doesn't make sense. Her father's never mentioned a contract. What else have they been lying about.

Not one to be patient, Rachel barges through the office without knocking. "There was a contract? They kept me from you and it was all a lie?" The small diva shouts once she entered Sue's office.

Completely shocked, Shelby abruptly stands and turns to face her daughter. What she sees breaks her heart. The complete devastation written on her baby's face.

Before she had a chance to respond, "What happened to your lip? Did you get into another fight?" Sue asks, as she stands and walks around her desk standing next to Shelby with her arms crossed.

Rachel was just about to respond when her cheerio friends ran in "OMG, what the hell was in your smoothie this morning? Red-bull?" Comments Santana as she attempts to catch her breath.

"Yeah Rachie you're pretty fast for munchkin" Brittany says with a smile as she brings the tiny diva into a hug.

"Would someone please explain why I have an office full of cheerios during 5th period?" Sue questions but is met with silence.

"Well?" Shelby probes with her arms folded.

Now just noticing the small divas mother, all the kids look like a deer caught in the headlights. Looking to one another for help, Rachel decides to speak first. "It-"

"There you are, I told you all that Sue wasn't needed, now come on, we need to go to the Principal's office." Mr. Schue says addressing all the cheerios.

"Does it concern one of my cheerios?" Sue questions.

Sighing in annoyance, "Yes all the cheerios in this room are to come with me, especially Rachel." Mr. Schue replies.

"Excuse me? Why would Rachel need to go to the Principal's office?" Shelby asks with her hands on her hips.

"Long story short, Rachel attacked Mercedes in the hall and began punching her for no good reason. Now if you don't mind I would like to take all who were involved to Principal Figgins." Mr. Schue stated in a huff.

Upon closer inspection the taller brunette could see the split lip forming on her daughters face along with some swelling. Sighing to herself she doesn't even know what to think of her daughter fighting...again. "Rachel, honey what happened?" Shelby asks with concern laced in her voice.

Peering up at her mom, the small diva was just about to respond before Mr. Schue spoke once again. "I just told you what happened, she is out of control, and this behavior all started when she joined cheerios." He replied looking pointedly at Sue.

"You know what? You are so full of shit! I'm tired of you and the whole glee club. You never leave me alone. If it's not you it's one of your many followers, constantly making snide comments about my abrupt exit from glee. Understand this and listen carefully, you and everyone in glee club can go fuck themselves." Rachel shouts at her former glee coach.

To stunned to even utter a single word, all the glee coach could do was open and close his mouth. He was not expecting that reaction at all.

"Rachel, language!" Shelby says sternly. Not at all happy with her daughters reaction or use of profanity.

Looking to her mom then to her friends then to Mr. Schue, she found herself completely trapped. She felt extremely overwhelmed and just wanted to get out of this small confined room. Before a panic attack could set in, she did the only thing she knew how to do when things got overwhelming, she ran. All that could be heard from behind her was her name being called, but she ignored it all. Choosing to continue to run.

Taking a shortcut through the woods knowing full well no one would go looking for her there. She knew she had to face everything that had transpired earlier during the day with all the fighting, but her mind was going a mile a minute with the news of a contract that kept her from her mother. Everything was just too much. She finally came to a stop. Seeing an old trash bin by a worn out fence. She hopped up on it then continued to jump over the fence. Walking through the backyard she comes to the patio door that leads to the basement and knocks. Waiting for what seems like forever, until it opened.

"Hey Jew babe" Puck says with a smirk on his face.

"Hello, can I come in?" She asks.

Taking notice of her split lip, "What the hell happened to your face?" He asks opening the door and reaching a hand to lift her chin closer to inspect it.

Brushing his hand away. "Nothing Noah I'll explain inside okay."

Back at the school, "What the hell just happened?" Shelby questions.

"I'll tell you what happened. That was Rachel and all her dramatics. She doesn't want to admit to what she did so she ran." Mr. Schue explains.

Getting fed up with this whole situation and with Mr. Schue. "You know what? If it wasn't for your constant berating and badgering she wouldn't have reacted the way she did." Quinn pipes in with an annoyed tone.

"That makes no sense, she just wants the attention and when confronted about it acts like a spoiled brat." Mr. Schue comments.

"Tell me… Is being stupid a profession or are you just gifted?" Santana states sarcastically at Mr. Schue. Only aggravating the glee coach more.

"Excuse me? Did you just call my daughter a brat?" Shelby states walking into Mr. Schue's personal space.

Completely forgetting Rachel's mother was in the room, "I-"

"He's lying! Him and the gruesome twosome have been on her case non stop about going back to glee." Santana says heatedly. "And giving her a hard time about being in cheerios"

Looking slightly guilty "Well that's not completely true, I have asked her from time to time. Not enough to cause such a response from her" He replies.

"That's what you think, Brillo pad" looking to Shelby "We should go and look for her, she seemed really upset and, I for one want to know what actually happened as far as the fighting goes." Sue states.

"I told you what happened." Mr. Schue states in exasperation.

"No you told them what you think happened." Quinn replies with folded arms.

"You know what? I was going to say something insulting, but your face says it all." Santana remarks with a scowl.

"Let's not waste anymore time guys." Brittany comments while dragging a pissed off Latina with her out of the office.

Watching all the young cheerios file out the door quickly the taller brunette looks to Sue questioningly. "I'm giving them a head start. Then we will follow them, I am almost a hundred percent sure they know where she's at."

Nodding her head in response Shelby allows Sue to take the lead. Hopefully then she could talk to her daughter and finally get to the bottom of a lot of unanswered questions.

Not liking the fact that everyone in the office was leaving in search of the small diva, "Why does it take an entire entourage to search for her?" The glee club coach questions annoyed.

Quickly grabbing her purse the taller brunette turned around to face the glee coach. "What is your problem with my daughter? Everything out of that big mouth of yours is negative and I'm growing tired of it." Stepping closer to the now not so confident glee coach, Shelby spoke in a low growl-like tone, "Expect to see a lot of me, because as of now I will be handling all of Rachel's school related problems. And you and those other two from your glee club are at the top of my list." Shelby snaps mere inches from Mr. Schue's paling face.

Not giving him time to respond she quickly exits the office and walks towards the parking lot.

Agreeing to take two separate cars Shelby followed Sue. Attempting to calm down and just focus on the road, she took long relaxing breaths. She couldn't fathom all of the unwanted ridicule her baby must indore on a daily basis. Then to top it off the more she thought about the situation with Rachel's father's being practically non existent, just irked the crap out of her. She thought she gave her baby to a loving home. One where her daughter wasn't left alone. She knew as soon as she got home she had to make some phone calls to her lawyer and her parents.

She came to a stop about a half a block down this road that looked mostly like the woods. To one side though stood a house, it appeared to look rather worn and kind of small. Once out of the car she walked up to Sue. "How long is she left by herself?"

Tilting her head to one side. "Depends, what are you planning to do if I say she is left for at leas 24-28 days a month?" Sue counters.

Eyes wide with shock, then narrowed with anger "What? Are you kidding me? They leave her for that long? What are they thinking? She is barley fourteen years old." Shelby responds outraged.

Content with the response she leads the way "Lets go get the girls, I'm sure you have lots to discuss with short stack." Sue says while pointing where they should walk.

Knocking on the door a small young girl about 7 or so answered. She had two braided pigtails and had blue-ish eyes. "Yes, can I help you?" The young girl asks innocently.

Before either Sue or Shelby could respond, "Hey Bex who's at the door? You know you have to wait till one of us is with you when you go to answer the door." Opening the door wider Quinn comes face to face with angry looking Shelby and a not so friendly looking Coach.

Ushering the little girl to her room Quinn turns to great the two coaches. "Hi, what brings you two over to these neck of the woods?" She commented hopping to defuse the heated atmosphere.

"I'm not in the mood for jokes tubbers, now tell Shelby here where Rachel is." Sue replies in a serious tone.

With wide terrified eyes, "I… um well-" She stammered before being cut off.

"Hey I just put the kid down for a nap, let's get are party on" Santana says while walking from the hall towards Quinn.

Widening her eyes even more, if that was even possible, with visual fear radiating off of her in waves. The murderous look alone from Rachel's mom was making her feel a bit light headed.

"Party? What party?" Sue comments.

"Hey who's at the door? I need help with Rae, she's refusing to talk and won't let go of Noah" Santana states while walking up to and besides Quinn.

"Why do you look so pale?" She asks right before she hears a clearing of the throat from outside the door. Turing to see who it was, she then went pale as well.

"Um hey coach, how much of that did you hear?" Santana asks nervously.

"Enough, now take Coach Corcoran here to see Rachel, I won't repeat myself again."

Nodding reluctantly, both girls led the coaches down to the basement where Noah's room was.

Walking down the steps Shelby notice it looked as though it was a small studio apartment. It had a living room area separate from the sleeping area, a bathroom and a counter that held a microwave and small fridge.

Looking around the tall brunette immediately spotted her daughter. She was sandwiched between Noah and Brittany on the bed. Walking closer to the bed, she bent over slightly asking both of the young teens to move so that she can crawl in and comfort her baby girl. Both teens stood up and followed the others up the stairs with Sue, giving the two brunettes some much needed privacy.

Once alone Shelby took notice in how her daughter appeared. She was out of her cheer uniform and into what looks like a large t-shirt. The tiny diva was half asleep curled into a ball in the middle of the bed.

Crawling in besides Rachel, she gently lifts her on top of her chest so she can hold her. Rubbing small circles on her back while humming hoping, to add some sort of comfort to her baby.

Stirring slightly, Rachel recognized the feel and the smell of lavender with vanilla, nuzzling closer into her mother's neck, "Mama" was spoken so brokenly before she broke into heartbreaking sobs.

"Shhhh, I got you" Shelby said embracing the tiny brunette a little tighter.

Once the small diva calmed enough to speak Shelby, thought it would be a good moment to ask about her fathers and the problems at school.

Sitting up against the headboard Shelby wiped the small divas face with her sleeve. Kissing her forehead several times, relishing in the fact her baby still loved to be cuddled.

Peering up into hazel green eyes. "Are you mad at me? I keep screwing up, you probably don't want me anymore, I mean who would. I'm loud, annoying and self centered." Rachel said with a broken voice.

Disliking the negativity coming off her daughter in waves "Honey, there is nothing in this world you could do that would make me not want you." Shelby said reassuringly.

Caressing her face lovingly, "Baby why would you think of yourself like that?" Shelby asks cautiously.

Feeling slightly embarrassed of having to explain, she decides to burrow back into her mother's neck, where it smelled like home and felt safe.

Understanding the delicate subject but, needing to know what was going on. "Come on baby girl" Shelby gently coaxed. "There now, no more tears" She says while cleaning her daughters face once again.

Calming down once again she peered up into her mother's eyes, "Can you hold me while I talk?" The tiny diva asks quietly.

Opening her arms wider, Rachel took the opportunity to cuddle further into her mother before gaining enough courage to speak.

Taking one final deep breath, "I'm not sure where to begin. I guess I feel the way I do because that's all I hear in glee. I mean just before the fight broke out Mercedes said I was unwanted by not only two but all three of my parents. That they couldn't possibly want a dramatic, self centered loser like me." Rachel said all in one breath, then proceeded to cry once again. She was so tired of crying but she couldn't help it.

Feeling completely heartbroken, her baby actually thought she didn't want her. Then to top it off that young girl from glee has been harassing her baby and yet the glee coach does nothing. Well, let's see how things go on Monday, because they will be hearing from her personally.

"Oh baby that's so far from the truth, you are very much wanted and loved. Please don't think any different. I'm not sure what Mercedes reasons are for saying what she says but, you my lovely girl are so wanted you may get sick of all the smothering I plan on doing." Shelby says while bringing Rachel into a much needed hug and peppers several kisses on her face.

Laughing, "Mama no more" Rachel says struggling to escape the taller brunettes kisses.

Before she knows what's happening she finds herself on the receiving end of her mom's tickling hands. "S-stop… Ahhhh…"Rachel manages to stammer, hardly able to speak at all.

Loving the absolute joyous laughter radiating off her daughter, she could listen to her laugh every day and will do absolutely everything in her power to keep her happy.

Giving in, "Okay baby girl I'll stop" She says, as she sits back up pulling Rachel up as she goes.

Sitting side by side Shelby feels now is the time to address the young girls absent-t fathers. Throwing an arm over the small brunette's shoulder, "Okay baby girl let's talk about your fathers." feeling Rachel tense beside her.

Reaching out a hand, Shelby gently held Rachel's hand in her own in a show of support. Sighing loudly "What would you like to know?" She says looking down, while playing with the large ring on her mom's hand.

"Well let's start with the fact you didn't tell me during our many phone conversations, that they were gone or at work. When in fact they were out of state on work." Shelby states seriously.

Leaning into her mom "I don't know, I guess I just assumed you'd leave just like them, once you got to know me. Everything with us is still so new" The small diva admitted.

Understanding "Okay well I still didn't appreciate being left in the dark. From now on I expect honesty." Her mother says firmly.

Nodding in agreement, "What's going to happen now, I mean now that you know my dad's are not around as much." The small diva questions nervously.

"Well for starters I'm going to call my lawyer as soon as possible to look over the contract and see about getting full custody of you" Shelby says honestly. "Oh and another thing we will be going back to your house to pack some of your things. You will not be staying alone in that house a moment longer." She states firmly.

Looking up at her mom, "What… you actually want custody of me? I'm going to be staying with you?" The small diva questions with large watery doe eyes.

"But what about my dad's?" She counters with wide frightened eyes.

Pulling her daughter nearly on top of her holding her in a tight embrace. "Don't you worry about them, I'll take care of it." Shelby says with determination.

A few moments passed before, Shelby deems it time to bring up her lovely daughter's disappearing act and fighting. "Okay, let's talk about the fighting and the running away." Feeling her daughter tense up she continues. "Both I do not approve of nor tolerate." She says firmly. "I understand that Mercedes instigates most of the verbal fighting but under no circumstances are you to retaliate with physical violence. You are to find Sue or call or text me or go to another adult at the school you trust and inform them. I cannot control Mercedes or Kurt or even Mr. Schue's, actions but I can yours. If there is a next time you will do as I said before, and get help from an adult or even walk away. There will be no fighting, do you understand." Shelby finishes sternly.

Nodding in understanding, "Yes mama I understand" Rachel stammers meekly.

"Now as far as the running away, I understand you can get a little overwhelmed but, for no reason do I want you running away. You had me worried. If it wasn't for Sue following your friends I wouldn't of known where you had gone. Anything could have happened to you. If you are feeling overwhelmed then please tell me or even talk to one of your friends, but please don't disappear again. Because, believe me you won't like the consequences if you do." Shelby stated strongly, patting Rachel's bottom firmly a few times. Causing her daughter to tense once again.

Being held by a parent felt so nice. It had been quite a while since she had been held. I mean her fathers weren't bad men, they just worked a lot. She couldn't believe she was going to be living with her mom. Thinking back to when she first found the box of letters, never did she imagine this happening.

Suddenly realizing, she wasn't going to be able to get away with anything, seeing as her mother was a stickler for rules. Sitting up and facing her mother as she sat with her legs crossed. "Mama am I in trouble? You know for the whole fighting thing?" Rachel asks tilting her head to the side while biting on her bottom lip.

Studying her daughters nervous behavior, she almost didn't have the heart to tell her yes. "Were you not punished for the first time you got into a fight?" Shelby questions with a raised eyebrow.

Staring at her hand for a bit before, looking up and responding. "Technically the first time I fought was in your auditorium so it made sense that you punished me but, since it happened at the school and technically you weren't my active parent until just now, I believe whatever punishment I will receive on Monday from Principal Figgins should be enough. Don't you think?" Rachel replies as casually as possible. Hoping beyond all hope that her mother would agree.

Trying her hardest not to laugh at the audacity of her daughters response. "Well, darling daughter I hate to break it to you but you are very much in trouble." The taller brunette says while trying not to smile at the adorable pout her baby girl is showing.

"Really? I thought what I said was actually valid." The small diva pouts.

"Maybe, but I'm the mama and I say you're grounded."

"Grounded! Seriously? It was just a stupid fight, its not like I broke her nose or anything" The small diva all but shouts incredulously.

"Yes grounded and I would keep your tone in check. Because I can add weekend mornings at the track if you want?" Shelby stated, not at all okay with being shouted at.

Pouting even more if that was possible, "No" She said meekly with large watery eyes. She barely gained some sort of feeling back in her legs so, decided not to push her luck before it ran out.

"So what does this punishment encompass?" Rachel asks reluctantly.

"The usual, no screens of any sort, which include the TV, your phone, computer, tablets, there will also be an early bedtime and you are only to go to school and come straight home."

Looking at her mother like she was crazy. "You actually want me to die of boredom. Oh my god, I thought you said you loved me." Rachel counters dramatically.

Rolling her eyes at her daughters dramatics, she pulls her into a hug. "Okay baby girl, let's get going we have a lot of things we need to do before we head back home. Besides you will only be grounded this weekend and the rest of next week. You're lucky I'm going easy on you." Shelby said, kissing Rachel lovingly on the head.

Sighing loudly "Fine let's go" The small diva says while standing up and stretching before making her way to the stairs. Only stopping when she feels a hand on her arm hold her back.

Lifting a questioning brow, "What?"

"You're wearing only a t-shirt."

"Oh my bad" Rachel says with blush forming on her cheeks before, grabbing a pair of basketball shorts from one of Noah's dressers and then grabbing her mom's hand and dragging her up the stairs. Even though she was grounded, she was excited to start this new journey with her mom.