I have had this idea in my head for quite some time. I think it's about time I finally write it down.

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Rachel was being led through the doors of William McKinley High School.

"I still don't get why we have to attend separate schools." Rachel pouted.

"Carmel High doesn't have a faculty member that could help you like the one at this school could." Rachel's best friend, Jesse, explained.

"Is it really necessary?" Rachel asked as she was being led down the hallway.

"Yes." Jesse deadpanned.

Jesse stopped and looked around.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.

"I've never stepped foot in this school before so I have no idea where the guidance counselor's office is." He replied still looking around.

"Stay here while I go find a teacher or something." He told her.

Rachel let go of his arm and nodded, listening to his familiar steps fade down the hall.

Rachel stood there listening to her surroundings.

"Check it out! Fresh meat." She heard a male voice say from her left.

"Puck, you know what to do." A soft yet commanding female voice said from her right.

A few snickers were heard from everywhere around her.

Rachel tilted her head towards the soft voice.

She heard footsteps coming towards her before she felt something cold hit her face painfully, then slide down her face.

There were people laughing all around her.

Rachel tried to close her eyes but was too late. Some of the syrup had slipped past her sunglasses and gotten into her eyes, making them burn slightly and water with tears.

"What the hell is going on here?" Jesse shouted when he saw the crowd of people surrounding Rachel.

"Nothing that concerns you St. James."

"It concerns me when it involves Rachel, Santana." He replied back while pushing his way through the crowd towards Rachel.

The small girl's sunglasses fell to the floor in her haste to try to rub off the burning in her eyes. "Jesse... my eyes... It hurts..." Rachel whimpered out.

"Chill, it's not like you're gonna go blind." Rachel heard the voice known as Santana say.

"Now you took it too far." Jesse growled out. Before he could move, Rachel grabbed a hold of his arm and stopped him.

Jesse looked down at her and felt a pang in his chest at the lost puppy dog look she had. "Rachel I am so sorry. I shouldn't have left you like that."

"It's fine, Jesse. Could you just take me to the nearest restroom?"

With glares aimed at everyone, Jesse sought out the nearest bathroom. He quickly found it and led her inside.

He grabbed paper towels and started wiping the red syrup by her eyes.

"Aaaaaand, done." Jesse said while he wiped the last of the slushie off of her face.

The door opened and an Asian girl came in.

"Hi, um I saw what happened. I thought you would probably need clothes so I went to my locker and got them for you." She said while taking out extra clothes out of her bag.

"That's very nice of you. Thank you." Rachel replied to the kind voice.

"You're welcome. I'm Tina by the way." She said sticking her hand out.

"Rachel Berry." She introduced herself completely ignoring Tina's offered hand.

Tina looked at her confused.

"I'm Jesse St. James." He said taking Tina's ignored hand and shaking it politely.

"I know, you're in Vocal Adrenaline." Tina said.

"Yeah, but don't worry, I'm not here to spy. I came to drop off Rachel." He said giving her a charming smile.

"Jesse, you should probably get going." Rachel said tilting her head toward Jessie's voice. "You'll be late if you stay here longer."

"I'm not leaving you until I take you to Ms. Pillsbury, Rach." He replied.

"I know where her office is. I could take her there." Tina offered.

Jesse looked conflicted. Looking between Tina and Rachel.

Finally he sighed, "Okay." He turned toward Rachel and grabbed her shoulders. "You have your phone on you right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, call me at anytime if you need me."

"I'll be fine Jesse." Rachel insisted. "Now go before you're late."

"Okay, I'll come and get you when school is over."

"Okay."

"Thank you Tina." He said giving her a last smile.

"No problem."

"That was really mean." Brittany said while picking up Rachel's fallen sunglasses. She had seen the whole thing from the other side of the hall.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." Santana said giving her a peck on the cheek.

Brittany saw Jesse leaving the bathroom. He left before Brittany had the chance to catch up to him and give him the glasses.

Brittany decided to go into the bathroom and give the glasses back to the girl.

"Thanks again for helping me." Rachel said as she finished putting on the clothes. It took a while because she had to feel the clothes to identify what article of clothing it was. Turns out it was just a t-shirt and jeans. She just didn't know what color they were.

"It's really no problem." Tina answered back.

Just then the door opened again and Brittany entered.

"Rachel?" she asked.

"Yes?"

"You dropped your sunglasses."

"Oh yes. Do you happen to have them?" she asked.

Both Tina and Brittany looked at each other confused because Brittany was holding them up.

"Yeah, here." she placed them in Rachel's hand.

Rachel felt them and noticed they were sticky.

Both girls watched as Rachel got some paper towels and felt around the sink. She cleaned her sunglasses and put them back on.

"You're blind." Brittany stated sadly.

They watched as Rachel turned to them. "Yes I am."

Everything finally clicked to Tina.

"So, How about I take you to Ms. Pillsbury now?" Tina asked.

"That would be lovely." Rachel said, glad that the girl didn't sound like she felt sorry for her. Rachel really didn't like being treated like she was fragile.

"Can I hold onto your arm?"

"Sure." Tina answered while moving closer to Rachel.

Tina then walked out of the bathroom with Rachel holding onto her left arm. Rachel heard footsteps on her left side.

"I have to go and meet with my girlfriend so I'll talk to you later." Brittany said.

"Thank you for returning my glasses to me." Rachel said facing towards where she heard Brittany's voice.

"Your welcome Rachel. Oh, and my name is Brittany. Brittany S. Pierce." Rachel could hear the smile in her voice.

"Have a good day, Brittany." Rachel said smiling.

Rachel heard the footsteps go left while Tina turned right.

"So what was the stuff they threw at me?" Rachel asked.

"Oh, that was a slushie."

"A... slushie?" Rachel asked. "Like the stuff you get at 7-Eleven?"

"Yeah. The popular kids throw them at the ones at the bottom of the social pyramid. Funny thing is, half of them are in the Glee club. Which, in this school, is the lowest of the low."

"And they're allowed to do that? Throw them at other students?"

"It's not really considered bullying, so the school can't do anything about it."

Rachel nodded and thought to herself that this school was way better than her old one.

When they got to Ms. Pillsbury's office, Tina went inside with her.

"Hello, You must be Rachel Berry." Rachel heard a voice say.

"Yes" Rachel stood there and faced where she heard the voice.

The voice got closer as she spoke. "My name is Holly Holiday, but you can just call me Holly. I'm going to be working with you throughout the year."

"Nice to meet you Ms. Holiday."

"And I'm Ms. Pillsbury. I'm the guidance counselor of this school." Rachel heard a different voice say.

"Nice to meet you too Ms. Pillsbury."

"Tina, you should get to class. We're going to be talking for a while. I will be taking her to her classes for the rest of the day." Holly said.

"Ok."

"Thank you Tina for all of your help."

"You're welcome."

Tina left and closed the door behind her.

"Alright, let's get started."

Rachel's first week of school went by without further problems. Ms. Holiday led her to all of her classes. They had a table reserved at the back of the classroom where they could work on Rachel's work during class.

On her first day, she had lunch with Tina who asked her if she wanted to join glee club.

She gently refused.

Her classes went by smoothly.

At the end of the day, she was happy with how her first day had gone. She made a friend and she liked her classes.

Because she was being led by someone, no one knew she was blind except Brittany, Tina and Mike. Tina didn't want to be telling everyone Rachel's business. Mike was an exception because he was her boyfriend. Brittany didn't like gossiping about other people so she kept it to herself.

Rachel was invisible at school. That's what she wanted.

Saturday morning, Rachel was out in the morning enjoying some fun with her dog, Damon.

Jesse had walked them around the park on the first day they moved into the new town. After both Damon and Rachel got familiar with it, they would go to the park regularly.

Rachel would get up early in the morning and go for a run while being led by Damon.

She went at her usual time, 5 a.m.

Ran for twenty minutes.

They would rest for a while and then she would play catch with her German Shepherd.

While Damon ran to get the ball, Rachel stood and waited. She had her headphones on so she didn't hear the sound of running footsteps rounding the bush that blocked out the rest of the park.

She felt a body slam into hers and she fell to the floor.

She jerked her headphones out of her ears and rubbed the back of her head. She felt the soft weight of another person on top of her. She felt the warm breath of the person hitting her neck.

Then, Rachel felt the person tense and jump off of her.

"What the hell is your problem? Did you not see me coming?" Rachel recognized that voice. It was the same one that ordered the slushy on her on her first day of school.

Before Rachel could answer, there was a loud bark and then she heard Damon running towards them. He stood in front of Rachel, guarding her. He growled at the person that was just yelling at his owner.

The girl took a step back at the sight of the dog in a protective stance in front of the brunette.

"Damon, it's alright." The dog hesitated and then walked to his owner's side. Making sure to keep an eye on the other person.

"I didn't see you. I had my headphones in so I couldn't hear you either. I'm sorry." With that, she knelt down next to the German Shepherd. She felt around and clipped his leash on his collar.

"C'mon buddy, take me home."

Quinn Fabray was left staring at the figure being led away by her dog.

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