Cause shawty know what she want
But she don't wanna seem like she easy

Rachel Berry would never admit this if asked, but she has always found Mike Chang attractive. Maybe it was the way he carried himself – with this grace that has always surprised her. He was tall, a football player. Yet he wasn't a Neanderthal like a majority of the players on William McKinley's Football Team.

Or, it could be his dancing. There was nothing Rachel Berry found more attractive than a man passionate about something. It didn't matter what it is, it could be anything. And you can tell just by watching him dance that he loves it.

Maybe it's just well, his body. Come on, have you seen those abs? She may not be shallow, but, even she had trouble controlling herself around him on those rare moments when he was around her shirtless.

More then likely though, it's all of those things. And more.

See what we can be if we press fast forward
Just one more round and you're down I know it

She had been drinking almost non-stop for the last couple of days. She never thought it was something she would do. She was always taught to abide by the rules, to do what was considered to be the right thing. And underage drinking was in that lesson plan.

To be honest, the thought of performing didn't appeal to her at the moment. The only thing that sounded good was heading home, jumping into bed and sleeping. For a long, long time. But instead of that, here she was on stage with the rest of the Glee Club members singing Blame It On The Alcohol by Jamie Foxx.

Through out the entire song, she couldn't help but look at him. She tried not to. She simply had to focus on performing! But her eyes kept drifting back to him.

Even after the performance she was staring at him. She was on one of the big, black leather seats on the stage with Samuel. After the music stopped, they turned around, leaning on the back of the seat to look at everyone else. Mike was only a few feet away from her. She could even smell his cologne.

Standing, with a sudden boost of confidence thanks to the alcohol, she practically strutted over to the good-looking teenage boy. "Have I ever told you how awesome you are?" She said, her hand gripping the bottom of his black shirt and lifting it up, exposing smooth skin. Her words slurred. Before anything else could be said, his girlfriend grabbed a hold of his muscular arm and pulled him away.

Apparently she wasn't only the needy girl drunk. She was also the hit on everyone's boyfriend drunk.

Blame it on the goose
Got you feeling loose

Rachel Berry wasn't one to be embarrassed. But the way she acted while intoxicated was simply appalling. First, she kisses and then tries to pursue a relationship with a boy that her best friend is in love with. A openly, and obviously, gay man. Then, she goes and completely hits on a boy with a girlfriend.

Does that make her a whore? She wasn't sure.

"Uhh.. Rachel?" The voice of Mike Change brought her out of her thoughts. She looked up, startled.

It's been a few days since the whole drinking disaster. Now everyone has sobered up and is trying to forget the mistakes they made while drunk. But it wouldn't work for her with one of those mistakes right in front of her face. "Uh, yes Micheal?" She asked softly, looking down at her lap as she fixed her pleated, plaid skirt.

"I just wanted to see why you were still here." He paused. "Glee club ended a couple of minutes ago. Everyone left." He sat down beside her. "I came back because I forgot my binder," he said, holding his binder up in the air as proof. "And you were just like… sitting here."

"Really?" Her chocolate brown eyes scanned the familiar room. It was true. The room was completely empty. How long had she been sitting there? "I guess I'm a little out of it." A awkward little laugh escaped her pink lips.

"Everything okay?" He asked, the concern filling his voice.

That struck her. He was actually concerned about her well-being. "Yes," she said, fiddling with her thumbs. "Everything is fine. Thank you for asking."

"Well, Tina's waiting for me. I should be going." She nodded her head as he spoke. They both stood at the same time. She went to grab her bag but, he quickly grabbed it before she could. "Let me get that."

The two walked towards the door. "So," he said, a smile on his handsome face. "You really think I'm awesome?"

Authors note:

Although this is suppose to be just a one shot, if I get good feedback I'll turn it into a series.