Author's Note: This is my first fic series of the Glee fandom so I'm eager for any feedback at all. I'm not sure how regular my updates will be but I've got a lot of this story planned out already so fingers crossed I'll be a good updater. I want to personally thank Luiza, the Rachel to my Mike, for helping me out with random things in the making and idea process of this. Also I'd like to first say this was originally going to be titled 'I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance With You' but apparently doesn't allow such a long title so I used a lyric from the same song instead which is practically the same anyway. Please, please leave a comment for me. I'd love to see what you think about my writing skills and ideas, I won't hold a grudge against you for creative criticism! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee in any way, shape or form. Nor do I own the song of the lyrics that are used for the title.


It wasn't a matter of whether or not Mike had the choice. Rachel approached him like a hurricane after one of his football practices and spun his head around with so many questions and demands that he didn't quite realize what happened until she walked away and he had time to think.

Whatever had happen, the one thing he knew now is that he agreed to be Rachel Berry's boyfriend.

If only just pretend.


Mike's phone buzzed in his jeans pocket and he brought it up to scan the text message onscreen. It was from Rachel and read:

Michael, for the realism of our performance it would be in character of my boyfriend to walk me to homeroom. My locker's near the awards display case. I'll see you soon.

His eyes creased in a half frown as he looked down at his phone screen, the first day into their whole boyfriend/girlfriend façade and she was making demands of him already, in such a forceful way no less. He bit his top lip in a disgruntled manner, finished getting his books out from his own locker and began walking to hers. He was beginning to see why Finn dumped her…again.

"Michael, there you are!" Rachel beamed that over-eager show smile that he had seen at every glee practice whenever Mr. Schue asked the group as a whole for ideas. At that early in the morning it was almost like a bright light shining directly into his eyes after he'd been in a dark room for a long time.

He lifted the corners of his mouth into a polite smile that didn't quite reach his eyes and replied with a less enthusiastic, "Morning Rachel."

It was as though she took the returned greeting as the go ahead to once again awaken hurricane Rachel and bury him with her rapid words. She hooked her arm with his and directed them both in the direction of her homeroom as she talked. "So, Michael, I'm sure you quite understand why I'm doing this, and am asking you to do this for me?"

Mike nodded and began repeating what she had said yesterday. "You want to show Finn that you don't need him to function and be happy. That you are in fact an attractive woman-"

"...with many potential suitors so that he'll see just what he's missing and will have no choice but to come back into my arms telling me how much he misses me and is sorry he for leaving me." Rachel interrupted, reciting her own words as though she had repeated it to herself as some sort of mantra. "Exactly. So you must realize, Michael, that this is all pretend, an act if you will, so we'll be laying down some rules." She lowered her voice in case of any eavesdroppers but carried on in her swift manner. "Firstly, in order for this to be an authentic performance this must be 100% real for everybody and that includes our parents, because even though we don't want to admit it, parents talk to other parents and then our cover will be completely blown rendering this exercise useless."

Mike nodded, his parents though strict weren't completely opposed to the idea of relationships unless they interrupted with his education, they even took to Tina quite well after she toned down her dark style choices when she came around to visit the Chang household. It was just a matter of whether Rachel and his mother, both of whom had very strong and bold characters, would be on the same page or become opposing forces.

"Secondly, though this is ironic because conventional couples would want the complete opposite of this, affection needs only to be shown in public."

Mike replied with a quick, "Of course." It was strange that this would even be part of the criteria of their 'thing' because after all, it wasn't as if they were a conventional couple in more aspects than one.

"And by affection…" she paused to look up at Mike with a somewhat apologetic smile, "I mean affection…"

"Yeah, Rachel, it's completely fine. I know what I'm getting into." He reassures her with what hopefully looks like an understanding smile. He was speaking the truth, not only would he not be fazed by parading around school with a new girlfriend but he had no problem with going through the whole oh-my-God-he's-going-out-with-her? thing after experiencing it once with Tina.

"Good! Alright…" an 'on' switch seemed to flick to turn back on her chirpiness and she carried on once more, "Third and finally, we will not be using the 'L' word, even platonically. Because I don't want to go through that whole I used to love him," she finger quoted those few words, "thing when we inevitably break up."

"I agree." Mike said as they approached her homeroom. "And one last rule," he began as they stood just before the open door to the classroom, "don't call me Michael. It's Mike." He noticed the open door and decided it was time to put rule number 2 in motion as he leant down to kiss her cheek. "I'll see you in the cafeteria at lunch."

Rachel smiled at the taller boy, "I'll see you then, Michae-…Mike."

He returned her smile and turned to leave. This was going to be an interesting relationship.


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