A/N: I do not own the characters; they belong to FOX/Glee.
This year was supposed to be perfect. She started the year with the perfect boyfriend, the lead in the school play, sung solos at sectionals and regionals and armed with her best gay (conveniently the brother of said perfect boyfriend), was able to survive senior year with significantly less drama. Or so she thought. Until last week when she had told Finn that nothing would keep her from her dream of moving to New York and being a star, and he had asked her if she would consider staying in Ohio for awhile with him until he could afford to move up there with her and she had laughed in his face and said no. It wasn't that she didn't love Finn, she did, but love didn't pay the bills and her dreams were bigger than living in Ohio. Rachel wasn't scared to move to the big city and she didn't need excuses like Finn did. She was ready to go. And so when Finn had broken up with her, sure, it hurt, but she knew that it was pain that she could profit on.
The only thing that sucked was that he broke up with her right before senior prom. Junior prom had been a disaster, with Finn going with Quinn and Rachel going with Jesse and Finn getting into a fight with Jesse resulting them to get thrown out. This year was supposed to be perfect. She was going to have the perfect date, the perfect night, and it couldn't be perfect if she went alone. All the boys in New Directions had dates – well except for Kurt – but going with Kurt would only appear as a pity date for either one of them, and Rachel was tired of being treated like a leper with guys (other than Finn of course). Which left jocks – who tormented her so they were out, and Jacob – who, ew, not even if he was the last person on earth, and anyway, she had heard rumors that he already had a date. So naturally, she only had one option.
"Do you want to do me a favor?" Blaine chuckled as he answered his phone.
"Hello to you too Rach. Yes, I've been doing great here at college, not like you ever call to check up on me."
"I'm sorry I don't call you Blaine. Can you do me a favor?"
"Depends on what it is."
"Can you take me to senior prom?"
"Can't you drive yourself?"
"No…I mean like…can you be my date to my senior prom?" Rachel barely whispered out the question – slightly ashamed that she had to ask her brother to be her date.
"I'm sorry, what?" Blaine spluttered on the other end.
"Finn dumped me last week and now I don't have a date for senior prom and this year was supposed to be perfect and I was going to go to prom and not look like a loser like I have every year in high school and prove to everyone that Finn wasn't just dating me out of pity and no one knows I have a brother anyway and you don't look like me and it's not like we're biologically related since you were adopted and it's not like I'm going to make you kiss me or anything because like gross but you're older and attractive and I can leave McKinley with people thinking I'm something more than slushee target practice." Rachel finished and took a big gulp of air, waiting for Blaine's response.
"Sure." Rachel could hear Blaine chuckling on the other line.
"Really?"
"Really. As long as I don't have to kiss you, cause biological or not, you're my little sister. And I like cock."
"Yes Blaine, I'm aware of that."
"And you don't have one."
"Blaine!"
"Unless there's something you'd like to tell me? I always thought Finn was kind of gay."
"OK BLAINE." Rachel squealed, her face turning red as she tried not to think about her brother and other boys, which turned into her brother and Finn and just ew. Finally after Blaine stopped laughing, they worked out the rest of the details before hanging up the phone.
Rachel Berry would not become a laughing stock at McKinley High, Rachel thought to herself.. Not her senior year. She was destined for greater things and it all starts with senior prom.