The Keeper of the Vanishing Glass Part I

I yawned, and got up. It was still dark outside. The sun would rise soon outside my house; a house upon the beach with no neighbors. I liked it that way. People thought I was crazy to live alone. To me crazy was normal. I had salt water in my veins, so I could never stay away. Dolphins would appear as I got out of bed, as if we had the same sleep cycle. I would hear their calls in my head since as long as I could remember. IT was natural to me by now. Come out, play with us, they'd say through our mental bond. I always did as they told which was why I didn't have many friends. Even my parents left to go North, away from my freakishness. I'd seen doctors when I was little but they didn't understand me. I got a ton of diagnoses. I started talking to dolphins when I reached kindergarten. I heard whispers from my peers until I was told to leave. No one wanted me since unexplained accidents followed me everywhere. Once I cried thinking I was cursed. Now, as I stood on the beach, on my 16th birthday, I saw something glitter on the shore. I walked over and pick it up. It was a weathered-down, smooth piece of glass. I read about these, and never found one til now. It was deep emerald green, like my birthstone; being born in May, that is. I had shells on every wall in my house; I guess it's what you call an obsession. I rolled the tumbled glass in my hand, and felt my fingers tingle. Strangle! I put it deep in my pocket, and pulled my hand out, noticing a blue sheen on my finger tips. It glowed, brightly. As I walked towards the sea, not knowing why, I noticed soon I couldn't see the shore line. A voice in my head sung: "the heart of the sea, as smooth as glass, let the full moon rise at the sacred hour, the girl will learn then of her power..." The lyrics were one I hadn't heard before. I heard a splash, and looked but didn't see what made it. Confused, I walked back to the house. That night was hard to sleep. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door downstairs, but I wasn't afraid when I pulled it open. wind blew inside, filling the room with the salty scent I grew up around. I closed the door, and saw the fireplace was lit. By the carpet, was a man. Before I could speak, a picture formed in my mind. It was of a mermaid singing to me, as a baby lay in her arms. She was chanting something in a strange language, setting the baby gently on the sand, and swimming away. As the image left, the man was gone. The door was still closed. I wondered if this was real; looking down. At my wrist I saw a bracelet filled with oddly colored glass charms. It wasn't there before, but it was lit up, and my hand was entirely blue.

Dreaming of Glee: Part 2

I was in the nurses office; my head pounding along with my heart hammering inside my chest. Emma held my hand. "It's going to be OK, Your feeling stressed because of this play the Glee Club is doing. It will pass. Just stay calm." I wanted to protest, but I just listened, thinking, " I'm going to have to act my way through whatever this is; it's just and dream and I'll wake up soon." Finn visited me looking worried. "I'm fine", I said; my voice sounding like's Rachel's. "I was so worried for you." Finn said. "I know, just a headache", I said back. His eyes were blue and full of concern. Emma handed me some water and an Advil for my head. I swallowed it instantly. As I walked out of the office, I realized everyone was waiting for me, even Santana. I smiled and did my best to be Rachel. Everyone was relived. Kurt smiled at me, with a little wave of the hand.   He leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder, and motioned me to the auditorium. I made up a story about my meltdown, and said I was feeling better. I walked up on the stage, and sung a tune as sweet as honey. Then I descended and took my place beside Finn. Finn looked uneasy and avoided my eyes. "What?" I asked. "Nothing, it's just...I never heard you sing like that. It was different. But nice." I pulled out a text book and pretending to be studying. Finn spoke again, "Would you let me know if anything is going on next time so I can help you. I love you." His face turned beet red. I said, "Of coarse, your my favorite person in the world. I love you too." Finn seemed more relaxed. Sue marched in the auditorium that second and everyone held their breath, while she scolded the Glee for being the worst singing group in the history of McKinney High school. Then she left Glee with a triumphant smile on her face. Will wrote something on the dry erase board. It read: Dreams. "Who here has a dream?" Will asked. Every one was silent as they turned to me. I looked back at them. Will decided to move on and started talking about a dream of his. As he was talking I looked past the door where a nose sounded. It sounded like a fire alarm, and suddenly the whole room was in a line heading for the door. I could smell smoke somewhere; probably the kitchens. My first thought was that I would wake up. But when I didn't I believed this might be real. Someone was choking; Finn. " Finn, are you alright?" I asked, concerned. " F f fine....Just need to....Air!!!" With that Finn passed out. I cowered over him, " We can't leave him!!!!" Will agreed as he and I, and Puck carried him out the door. As we wound our way through the halls, part of a ceiling collapsed, leaving dust and debris in the air. We moved over to the other side of the wall and pushed the exit sign to descend a volume of stairs. Carefully, we made our way down. At the bottom. we finally pushed through another door to a hallway where the double doors lay. As we rushed outside, Will started counting heads, including mine. "Where's Kurt?" Will said alarmed. Merecede's  responded, " He was behind us but he must be trapped inside." Without word I pushed my way back in. "Rachel!", Will yelled, although I didn't hear him very well. I pushed through the smoke, "KURT!" I screamed. No answer. stopped as I became out of my breath, got to the ground, and crawled; my breathing came slower. It was hard to see, I shouted again, "KURT!" I heard some faint noise coming from the girls bathroom. I managed to shove the door wide enough to hear muffled coughing. Kurt was on the ground as well, covering his face with tears. "Rachel, I'm so sorry. Blaine is missing!" "He's outside!" I said recalling the last time I saw him. " He's with the group I said again". "Good", Kurt muttered. "Hey," I said I'm getting you out of here!" I shouted as his eyes closed briefly. We both touched the door to see if it was warm. I pushed it open, as we headed out of the girls bathroom. Flames were starting to rise. I held Kurt's hand, believing we had to make it to safety. Then a fire fighter emerged and Kurt latched on tightly, pulling me along. Slowly we got outside. I collapsed on the ground with Kurt. Will was furious, but glad we made it. Kurt let me come to his house that afternoon as the fire was being put out of the school. We didn't know the damage, but Principle Figgins told everyone to go home for now. At Kurt's house, Finn lay on a bed, still partly out of it. I watched him as Kurt slid a fashion magazine under my nose. Finn gasped, "Rachel!" I went over to stare into his big blue eyes. "I'm here, what is it?" I asked. "I was so horrified when you went in there. Why did you do that?!" he said. I looked at the floor. Some things you don't have the answer to. I was silent. "Kurt needed help", I managed to say. "You could have died", he replied. "But we're a family in the Glee Club; I could not leave him." I said. "Your a hero", Kurt said at that moment. I didn't consider that, but I slowly realized I did save his life. Kurt could have died if I didn't reach him, no matter what Will said to me. I knew he cared for us, and that was why he was so harsh when he found us alive. Parents are like that. I was starting to think I was Rachel. The old me was slipping away, that I didn't feel I was that person anymore. Maybe for now I was a new improved Rachel. Maybe I had a purpose here. I realized I was apart of this community, now. This was no dream. So as I stood up, I pulled Finn to his feet. Slowly he put his hands on my waist, and I settled my head on his chest. I closed my eyes, and just breathed a sigh. This was my home, now.