Gold
Jesse St. James was a winner. The first time he had ever won something, he was seven and it was the elementary school's talent show. The youngest was a first grader who played piano. She ran offstage in tears after she played a wrong note in Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Or was it Baa Baa Black Sheep?
The important thing was that he won. Jesse St. James won first place in the talent show and the judge handed him a small gold trophy. The two fourth grade girls who had done jump rope tricks glared enviously at him, the winner.
Winners were gold.
Vocal Adrenaline's colors were blue and gold too. Vocal Adrenaline was a winner. And since Jesse was their lead, that meant he was too. And he knew they would win Regionals when he saw that gold trophy, outshining the other two, brighter than anything else. He grinned and took his place, ready to win.
As their two teams stood there, waiting to be announced the winners, Jesse couldn't help but notice:
Rachel Berry.
Rachel Barbra Berry.
Rachel.
She was standing there, not standing tall (she was five foot four in heels), but proudly. He didn't understand how he couldn't have seen her there before; she shone so brightly like the sun or—a star—
She was wearing gold. A gold dress. All of them, those McKinley New Directions kids (Finn, Kurt, Quinn, Mercedes, Puck, Artie, Matt and Mike, Tina, Santana, Brittany and Rachel) dressed in gold. Like they were the trophies.
The cheerleading coach from their school pulls out the card with the winners' name on it and reads it aloud. "Vocal Adrenaline!" she shouts.
A roar of applause goes up. The gold trophy he eyed when he first arrived is now in his hands, he won, he, Jesse St. James is a winner—
Yet…he sees Rachel, still standing there in that gold dress. And that Finn was holding her.
Maybe this wasn't the prize he wanted to win.
I've been wanting to write a Glee piece for ages now, especially after how it changed my senior year (talking about Glee in first period English every Thursday morning, Don't Stop Believing, Journey-Graduation)...I love St. Berry. Now I need to write the perfect Kurt and Rachel fic (not as a couple, but as people. Who are awesome together and apart).
Fun fact: Baa Baa Black Sheep, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and the Alphabet song all have the exact same melody. I call it the Alpha Baa Baa Star song personally.
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