Hi! This is my first Samchel fic, so hope you like it!

Rachel's iPod went off for her to get up, she sat up in bed, her hair messed up and her eyes had dark circles under them. She slid on her slippers and took a look in the mirror on her dresser. But after a while she refused to look at herself, No wonder Finn dumped me. She thought. She let her hand slide through her knotty hair as she prepared for a shower.

She arrived at school trying to look fresh and energized, but even if she did, no one would notice. She subtly took the two hair ties keeping her pigtails together out, all she was getting was laughs. Why was this getting to her? It never used to. Rachel groaned as it started raining and she ran to the front door of the school. She sighed as she got more and more laughs, she did what she used to and headed straight forward, imagining that nationals trophy, but all she saw was…wait, was that Mercedes? Why was Mercedes laughing at her? Finn raised his eyebrows and gave her the up and down look. Was this the cruel slow motion laughing that Coach Sylvester was talking about? She thought as she got more up and down looks, and laughs, and disgusted looks. And I think I forgot to mention that some of them were from her teammates. "Shower with your clothes on, man hands?" Santana did an evil smirk before walking off with satisfaction. She thought Santana was already done insulting her…she ran to her locker as fast as she could and grabbed her spare clothes that she kept in there in case she got slushied. She threw her backpack in before slamming shut the locker and running to the girl's bathroom to avoid more cruel, slow motion laughter. She came out in a blue plaid skirt and a yellow button down shirt tucked under it and her hair had dried a little bit. Azimio walked past, tossing a yellow pineapple slushy on her, pineapple was new, and Rachel hated it. This day just got a whole lot worse.

This is short, but it's just the first chapter so... Please review if you want me to continue!