Pilot

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Rachel POV:
I sighed as I drove past my Alma Mata, McKinley High School.

At one point in time, McKinley and the New Directions, the school's Glee Club, was my life.

And even after that, when I was hoping for Broadway, McKinley was a part of me.

That glee club was a part of me.

I wiped a tear from my eye.

20 years ago, to the day, I tried to start up that Glee Club again.

And sadly, it was less than a success.

It was a disaster.

I straightened up my back. You're better than this, Rachel Berry. I told myself.

You can't dwell on the past. You can only change the future, I thought.

I had always loved that quote anyways .

It was late at night, and I was on my way to my dad's house.

Ever since the divorce, my dad had been a little lonely.

And I had never gotten married, since, Finn.

Finn.

He was my one true love, my knight in shining armor.

I shook my head. I couldn't let myself get into this state.

This state of depression.

I pulled up to my house and parked the car.

It was almost 10:00.

Before, that was way too late for me to be up.

But know, with no Broadway dream to look forward too, that was early.

I unlocked the door and plopped inside, thinking about my day.

I shut and locked the door and went upstairs.

I worked at a library down the road.

It was a quiet job, but it wasn't Funny Girl.

I occasionally would participate in plays.

But never the main cast.

I was afraid of failure.

I shook my head. What had I become?

I used to be so lovely, bright, a dream.

That's when it came to me.

McKinley, singing, dreams.

That's it.

The New New Directions.

~The next day~

I got up for the first time in a long time with a grin on my face.

I had a dream. A goal. I had the missing piece of the puzzle.

I curled my hair and put on some light makeup.

I got into my car and pressed on the pedal.

If only I could get a few kids to join.

I called the only person who would know what to do.

Well, one of the only people.

Will Schuester.

"Hello?" I heard a familiar voice exclaim.

"Mr. Shue?" I responded.

"Rach! How are you?" I heard his voice pop up.

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