A/N: So, I haven't written a story in a while, and since I'm not working for the second Saturday in forever, I decided to update my story list and add this to it! Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee or its characters.

Rachel swung slowly on the swing in Central Park. Her mind was clustered, and feeling as though she needed air, left her empty apartment and entered the chilled breeze that December had presented to the ever growing New York City.

It had been a year since Rachel had left the small town of Lima, Ohio, but for some reason, she felt as though her heart had been left there. From an outsiders view, Rachel had everything she needed right there with her. Finn had moved to New York with her, Kurt was only a few apartments down from her, and she landed a lead role in a Broadway show, but her heart yearned to go back to the place she had known her entire life.

Her heart yearned for that special someone, someone that wasn't Finn, and this special someone was still located in Lima, Ohio.

Pushing her feet against the white covered ground, Rachel found momentum and continued to swing back and forth, kicking to go higher.

'Maybe, just maybe, if I kick hard enough, I'll leave this place…the place I've dreamt of going to my entire life…and fly to where I want to be…' Rachel's thoughts took her from a conscious state into a realm of unawareness.

Her unawareness to her surroundings got the better of her. She hadn't noticed another person sit down next to her, and when she finally arrived back in reality, she nearly fell to the pavement.

"Oh my…" Rachel's voice screeched, "Kurt, you scared the heck out of me!"

"Heck, Rachel? Really? You're almost twenty years old and you can't say hell?"

"I can say it, I just prefer not to…" she defended her morals.

"I doubt it. Miss Rachel Berry, the golden star of perfection," Kurt mocked her.

"Hell." She bluntly stated.

"Excuse mwah?" Kurt put on his best Italian accent.

"You said I couldn't say it, so I did," she replied.

Kurt shook his head, "Oh, Berry, you never seize to amaze me. Anywho, what on earth are you doing out here? It's like negative eighty degrees!"

"And I'm the dramatic one?" Rachel looked over to him, grinning.

"Yes, you very much are. Where do you think I got it from?" he returned the smile, but it soon faded, "Seriously, though, why are you out here?"

Rachel looked in the opposite direction. Of all people, Kurt was the one that could see straight through the wall she had formed around her feelings. She wasn't the sob story Rachel anymore. The new and improved Rachel knew how to block her true feelings. Rejection and the real world had taught her that much.

"Rach, you know you can tell me anything!" Kurt pursued her, not giving up easily.

Slowly turning her head back to him, Rachel shook her head, "This specific thing…I don't think so…"

Because little did Kurt know, it would affect him in more ways than one. This would have his past creep into the present, his heart would ache, and even more, his jealousy could turn to so much more.

Without saying another word, Rachel stood from the swing, nodded to Kurt, and headed back down the path that would lead to her apartment. As she went, a stream of thoughts seemed to be stuck on repeat, 'How do I make any sense of longing for him…how did I fall in love with that crazy Warbler?'

A/N: And this is only the beginning! What do you think so far? Let me know by reviewing, favoriting, alerting, PM, or anything you prefer! If you show me you like it, I'll continue! If not, this is it! The verdict is on you…what will it be?