titanium - glee

sixty ; tomorrow is a new day

"Is it too late to come home?" Rachel wailed into the phone, which Rosy had put on speaker so she wouldn't have to hold it as she drove. She was driving away from the middle school, having just dropped Cal off for his first day of eighth grade, and was now starting her drive to Mckinley for her first day of senior year. Her last first day.

"It can't be that bad," Rosy said and Rachel let out a scoff in response.

"Oh, it's bad. My dance teacher is the worst, she started calling this girl 'muffin top' and told her she needed to 'lose a buttcheek' to continue in her class," Rachel said and Rosy's mouth dropped open.

"What the fuck? Someone should report her." Rosy said, shaking her head.

"I wish, but she scares the crap out of me. She already hates me. She called me a spoiled brat." Rachel said and Rosy hesitated.

"Well, did you do anything, you know..."

"Brat-like?" Rachel finished for her. "No, I didn't even speak, I just made a face when she called the girl muffin top, which is a perfectly valid thing to do, by the way, and then she started yelling at me and shitting on Ohio."

"Well, I can't blame her for the last part, Ohio is pretty shitty. One second," Rosy said as she pulled into Mckinley's parking lot. She grabbed her keys from the ignition and her bag from the passenger seat before taking her phone off of speaker and climbing out of her car. "Okay, I'm listening again, talk."

"She was basically telling me that I may have been the biggest star in Ohio, but here I'm just a nobody," Rachel said and Rosy snorted in response.

"Please, she's probably just bitter that she never made it big time and now has to teach a class to a group of kids who have the chance she lost out on," Rosy said as she walked through Mckinley's entrance.

"Yeah, but she's teaching a class at one of the top arts universities in the country," Rachel pointed out.

"So what? Anyone can be better, she seems like Mr. Schue on steroids if he wasn't up your ass," Rosy said and she heard Rachel choke back a laugh, which made her smile. Her smile disappeared, however, when she passed by Jacob Ben Israel and his camera crew, who immediately jumped on her.

"Rosy! Still together with Luke or have you already cheated on him with Sam by now?" Jacob asked, shoving his microphone in her face.

"Fuck off JBI, before I go find some jock to shove your head down a toilet," Rosy said, flipping him off as she walked away to her locker, and Rachel let out a surprised laugh.

"Wow, what's going on with you today? Did you forget your coffee? You're like Rosy on steroids," Rachel joked and Rosy sighed.

"No, I just miss you. And I miss Puck and I miss Santana and Luke and F-" She paused on the last name and Rachel went quiet on the other end.

"You still haven't heard from him?" Rachel asked after a second.

"You know I would've told you if I had. You?" Rosy asked and Rachel sighed.

"Same. I just hope he's okay." Rachel said, worry creeping into her voice.

"He is. If he wasn't, we'd know. Kurt would know," Rosy said, but Rachel just sighed again.

"I miss him. And you. I miss you so much," Rachel said and Rosy frowned.

"I miss you too."

"When are you gonna come visit me?" Rachel asked and a small smile crossed Rosy's face.

"Honestly, I'm debating hopping on the train to see you right now, but I have to go. First glee meeting of the year," Rosy said and Rachel sighed.

"Okay, tell everyone I say hi and that I miss them," Rachel said and Rosy nodded.