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June 13, 2003
Rachel was proud of herself, obviously. She had broken up with Finn in a very calm, collected way. He was the one who took it a little too hard. If this had been a year ago, Rachel would've never broken up with Finn, claiming he was her one and only.
A soft sigh escaped the diva's lips. As soon as she found out about Finn sleeping with that Kelly girl, she flipped out and called Santana, Kurt, Blaine, and Brittany over so she could freak out about it. The four had consoled her. Both Blaine and Santana told her to just break up with Finn. Rachel had been awfully reluctant to. She was still very much in love with that oaf.
Rachel shook her head dolefully as she combed her hair out. She didn't know what she had seen in Hudson, anyways. He disliked everything she adored. He didn't care for her style. He had thought it was ugly. She knew that she had annoyed him. She wasn't extremely popular or liked except by the Glee kids. (And Jacob. That freaking stalker.)
She was almost ready to go and drive to Shelby's, on the other side of town. She pulled on a blue dress and examined herself in the mirror a bit. The top part had cunning little folds, the dress itself a rather simple design. However, on Rachel, it looked perfect. The brunette put her hair in a loose ponytail and was ready to go. The girl dashed down the stairs of the empty house. Her dads had left yesterday for a business trip to Europe. They had wanted Rachel to go with them, but she didn't want to. She had insisted rather vehemently that she could take care of herself for a couple of weeks or so. Rachel snatched her keys off the kitchen table, and her purse off the couch. She walked outside, getting in the car. That's when she happened to look down and realize that she didn't have shoes on. She rolled her eyes and went back inside, slipping on her flats, and getting on her way.
Twenty minutes later, Rachel pulled up to Shelby's house and parked on the sidewalk. She stepped out of the car and made her way up to the door. She pressed the doorbell once. Twice. Rachel frowned, hearing sounds of a struggle. She started to bang on the door. "Shelby? Shelby!"
When no response came, Rachel frowned even deeper. She had just pulled out her cell phone when the door opened. Rachel looked beyond relieved as she hugged Shelby. "Shelby, what happened? I heard all these noises and I was freaking out!"
"It's nothing, Rachel. You look very pretty." Shelby Corcoran smiled weakly at her daughter. "But is it okay if we maybe reschedule our dinner?" she asked as she looked over her shoulder.
"Oh. Um. Sure." Rachel looked a little sad.
"Hey Shelby! Where'd you leave the map?" A young man came jogging up to Shelby. He had brown hair and blue eyes. "Piper and Paige keep asking where it is."
Shelby turned to look at him. "It should be on top of the piano." He nodded and went back inside. She turned back to Rachel. "Trust me, this is a bad time."
"If you say so." Rachel looked upset. She glanced up, realizing it was raining pretty badly. "Do you mind if I come inside? I'm kind of getting… wet."
A rather loud swear came from inside. Shelby glanced back inside. Then back at Rachel. She sighed heavily. "Yeah, come on." She moved aside to let Rachel in. The brunette's eyes narrowed as she slipped past her mother. Shelby had never asked to reschedule a dinner in the three years the two had known each other. Shelby closed the door behind her. "You can stay until the rain slows down."
"Thanks, Shelby. When do you want to reschedule it?" Rachel asked, walking into the living room. She noticed the brunette guy, as well as two women. "Shelby, who's that?"
One of the women looked up. She glanced at Shelby. "Shelby, I'm assuming that's Rachel, right?"
"Yeah, this is her." Shelby moved to sit down on the couch. "Rachel, that's Piper Halliwell."
Rachel smiled slightly and waved. "Hi."
"Nice to meet you, Rachel. Shelby brags about you. Often." Piper rolled her eyes at Shelby, who scoffed. "That's Paige, my younger sister."
"Hi Rachel." Paige Matthews looked up to smile at the younger girl. "Shelby, seriously. Where's the map?"
Shelby frowned, getting up from the couch. "I told Blaine it was on top of the piano," she muttered, walking to the piano and looking on top.
Rachel moved to sit in one of the seats, hearing a crinkle. "Um, is this it?" Rachel asked, pulling a now slightly wrinkled map from under her. She shyly held it out.
The guy took the map from her. "Thanks, Rachel." He smiled at her. "I'm Blaine." He held a hand out to shake.
Rachel shook his hand. "I have a friend named Blaine."
"I know." Blaine grinned and brought the map over to Paige and Piper, leaving Rachel to frown.
Rachel glanced around at the room while Shelby crowded by Piper and Paige. A lamp was knocked over, as was one of the chairs. "Hey, Shelby?"
"Mm? What is it, Rachel?"
"What happened? Why are the lamp and chair knocked over? Why does it look like the room got hit by a tornado?" Rachel asked, her ponytail swinging behind her and brushing her neck lightly.
Paige laughed sharply. "No, we just got attacked by a demon."
"A demon? What?" Rachel stood up, a puzzled expression settling firmly on her face.
Shelby glared at Paige. "Paige! She doesn't know."
"Sorry!" Paige flushed red. "I didn't say anything, Rachel!"
"You said demon! As in, evil!" Rachel looked at Shelby, shocked. "What are you, some kind of demon fighter or something?"
Piper scoffed. "Shelby. I can't believe you didn't tell her!"
"She was adopted! I bound her powers before that. It's not like I'm going to beg a random pair of people to deal with an undoubtedly magical child!"
"Shelby! Paige's parents did it!"
"Well, she didn't exhibit it daily, did she? Rachel was blowing things up from a month old!"
Rachel frowned. "I am RIGHT HERE, you know!"
Piper and Shelby's heads snapped to her. "Sorry, Rachel," Shelby muttered. "We need to talk. Come upstairs." Shelby shot one last glare at Paige then stormed upstairs. Rachel looked nervously at Piper and Paige, then started up the stairs.
"Rachel." Blaine called to her softly. She stopped on the stairs and gave him a look. He smiled weakly. "Don't worry too much. You'll get white hair."
Rachel frowned slightly. Shaking her head, she made her way up the stairs.