Prologue: Re-written

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It was late on a Friday night when she entered his office for the last time. It was only a few months till her graduation, and this just couldn't wait any longer. He needed to know how she felt.

"Hey Rach" He said as he smiled at her. Oh that smile she thought, that smile does things to me inside that I know it shouldn't .

"Hi Will" she replied.

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Yes she called him Will. There friendship was by no means a normal student teacher relationship. Rachel had been so embarrassed when Will confronted her about her little (or slightly big) crush. It was awkward to have a crush on your teacher; no matter how good looking, smart, caring and generous he may be. The problem was that Mr Schuester had always been more like a friend to Rachel than a teacher; he also wasn't a whole lot older than her. When Mr Schuester confronted her about said crush, she had been humiliated. It was ridiculous how far she had let the situation get.

She didn't even like him at first. He underestimated her talent, didn't give her the time she deserved, and was harder on her than anyone else in the club. After a while however, she realised, that he had done those things because he was trying to help her. By making her share the solo's he had made her a better team player, and taught her to control herself. By being harder and demanding more on her, he had forced her to hone in on her talent and make herself the performer he knew she could be. But what was most important was that he'd invested his time in her. She'd been wrong about him underestimating her talent; he'd appreciated it more than anyone else. He knew what she could become, and he wanted to make it happen. This meant more to her than he could ever know.

When he'd confronted her, she'd had no idea what to say. She hadn't realised at the time, but it wasn't the first time he'd tried to broach the subject with her. He'd sung it to her a day prior with, "Don't Stand So Close To Me/Young Girl". But she hadn't even realised. She'd been so transfixed by his performance that it only made her like him more. When it came to the discussion though, Rachel realised how foolish she had been. She expected him to be angry, and disgusted. If it were any other teacher, she suspected that she would have been reported, or removed from the Glee club. But he had talked to her like she was his peer, he didn't make her feel ashamed, and he had protected her. He laid things out how they were; he was married, he was her teacher, and they could never be together. There was a shred of Rachel's mind that held on to thought that perhaps he was so kind because he really did care about her.

When he made it clear the definitely did not reciprocate her feelings Rachel was of course upset, but understanding. She couldn't be angry with him; she admired him way too much. What she liked the most about Will was that unlike all the other guys at school she knew, he actually understood her. And not in the way people usually say, "Oh he gets that I'm moody sometimes" or "that I like musical theatre". It was so much more than that for Rachel. He understood her quirks, but most of all her dreams. He knew that Broadway wasn't merely a hope for her; it was an essential reality.

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On a Thursday afternoon, Rachel took an extra amount of time packing her things up after glee practice. She waited till everyone else had left the choir room before she walked up to Mr. Schuester.

"Mr Schue." She hesitantly asked. "I was wondering is we could possibly talk for a moment?" She could tell immediately, by the look on his face what he was thinking.

"Don't worry I'm not trying to come on to you." She gently told him.

"I know" he lied, "Go head Rachel, anything you need…"

"Well I just wanted to thank you for being so kind the other day, it... meant a lot to me. And I guess I was wondering whether..." She said cutting herself off. She had been about to ask him if they could be friends. But you couldn't just ask your teacher that could you? She wasn't sure what the correct protocol on a situation like this was. Ordinarily if you had a crush on someone but it didn't work out you would want to at least be friends with them. But it didn't work like that for teachers. They were friendly, but weren't really supposed to be your 'friends'.

"Can you help me with some vocals? I'm having trouble with my latest solo." Rachel stuttered.

It was the only thing she could think of on the spot. She of course didn't need any help so she was going to need to find some way to make it look like she did. But unintentionally she worked out a way to be able to spend more time with him. As it turned out, asking Mr. Schuester to help her ended up being Rachel's greatest idea ever. Afterwards they talked for a while. He was genuinely interested in her, and wanted to know more about her. Rachel appreciated Mr. Schuester. She put her feelings aside, because she knew a friendship between them would blossom.

Rachel and Mr. Schuester's friendship grew and grew. What started as small chats about set lists and Mr. Schue helping with her solo's (even though she didn't need his help) turned into discussions on world issues, and their lives outside of school. Rachel talked about her dreams of Broadway and Will as she now called him, encouraged her, because he knew she would make it. It was a friendship they both knew was going to extend long after Rachel finished school. A friendship that was probably not appropriate for a student and teacher yet was not romantic. Rachel's feeling for Will never left her; in fact they had only grown just like her ability to hide her affection from him. She knew he would never see her in a romantic way... he was married. Rachel grew to accept this.

But everything changed when Will left his wife.

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He didn't know when they had started, but Will's feelings for Rachel were never able to go away. It was crazy and wrong and completely inappropriate, but there was something about her that he just could not shake. He had never known anyone to have a passion as strong as hers. She didn't let other people define who she was, didn't follow the crowd like a sheep, and she didn't let anything get in the way of her dreams.

It was strange. To be able to talk to a student, better than you could talk to any one else in the world. He couldn't remember the last time he had, had a real discussion with his wife Terri, yet here he was day after day with Rachel talking about anything and everything. He found himself thinking of ways he could be around her. He'd want to discuss song choices, practise her solo's and sometimes give advise on college applications. It was inappropriate, but he told him self it was okay, because he'd never crossed any boundaries.

When it came apparent that she had a crush on him, Will's mind was displaced. It made him feel things, and think of things he shouldn't. He worked hard to suppress his feelings for her, knowing how badly things would turn out. He'd learned to consider her a friend. But he couldn't help but take thrills out of things like hearing her say his name, "Will". She said his name so beautifully. She was beautiful, everything about her, and she didn't even know it.

When Will and his wife, Terri, got divorced, Rachel was there for him. If it weren't for the fact he thought Rachel no longer had feelings for him, he probably would have kissed her. He could picture himself with her. He pictured himself happy. For the first time in a long time there was someone in his life who he could talk to about anything. And she was 100% off limits.

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"Hi Will" she replied, enjoying his intoxicating smile.

It was late, and it was a Friday, so there was no one around. She had often spent time in office over the past few years but tonight would not be one of their usual chats. Tonight, she would tell him how she felt about him. In a few months there would be nothing stopping them. He and Terri were no longer married, and soon he wouldn't be her teacher anymore.

As Rachel came down to sit next to him on her couch, she struggled to find the words she was looking for. She had spent so many hours thinking about this moment, yet here she was, wordless. Of course she'd accounted for the fact that he literally might not feel the same, but she presumed he would handle it the same way he did last time. When Rachel caught Will staring and her cleavage, she knew it was time to make her move. Slightly shaking with nerves, Rachel placed her hand on Will's knee, and slowly slid it up his inner thigh. Will immediately closed his eyes and lounged his head back at the sensation. The feeling of her touching him was so amazing that he had lost all sense of reason.

Before she reached is crouch, Will came to his senses and jerked her hand off him. "Rachel what are you doing?" he whispered unable to breathe.

"I have feelings for you, and I know you have them too" she quietly replied. Rachel's answer was met with silence from Will, unable to put any words together.

"Tell me you don't have them too." She said before pausing, "Tell me." She said more urgently.

"Don't tell me how I feel Rachel." He replied as though he were about to cry.

"I'm almost finished school and you're single. There is nothing stopping us", she told him.

"Rachel I..."

"Shh" she said cutting him off by placing her finger over his lips. Without another word, Rachel stood up, locked the door of his office and pulled down his blinds.

"It's okay Will, I want this", she told him as she straddled his lap. Will couldn't do anything but stare at her; she was completely gorgeous. He had dreamt this scene over and over in his head, thinking it would never happen. But right now in this room, he wanted nothing more than to have her right away.

Taking Will's hand in her own, Rachel slid it up her bare thigh, and under her skirt. Her legs were soft and silky smooth like butter, Will wanted his hands to stay there forever. Before he could think anymore, Will let his body take control of his mind. He slid his hand up further, underneath her panties and began to stroke her. She was wet, which made him ever harder. As he brought his lips up to hers Rachel moaned into his mouth. As she began to rock against his hand, Will whispered into her ear, "Take off your panties".

Rachel stood up to remove them, but was stopped by Will's hands on hers. She looked at him confused but understood, when he began to pull them down for her. Stepping out of them, she returned to her straddling position, where will continued to stroke her moist flesh harder and faster. His lips were on hers, and she wanted them there forever. Rachel moved her hands to Will's crouch, and proceeded to unzip his pants. She pulled them down slightly, and pulled out his penis. Gently, she stroked him, wanting him inside of her.

Leaning down to Will's ear she whispered, "I want you to take my virginity." Immediately Will stopped and pushed her off him. Rachel hit the floor startled and confused. Looking up she saw that Will had already pulled up his pants.

"Shit, Rachel. Shit…this sort of thing just cannot happen."

"What? What's happening?" she asked confused. He had been so into it, she couldn't work out what had gone wrong. Will looked like he was crying, and she had never seen him so stressed in his life. Not even when he had found out Terri was faking her pregnancy.

"Do you understand what will happen, if anyone finds out about this?" he snapped.

Yes she knew, but she would never be stupid enough to tell anyone.

"God you're so young." He said.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked upset, feeling the tears well in her eyes.

"Numerous things. This is completely inappropriate; I told you long ago that I hold no feelings for you. I admit that it was a mistake on my part to engage with you, I have no idea what I was thinking. My divorce with my wife has changed nothing. Now... I think you should leave." He was so angry; he had never treated her like this before. She couldn't comprehend how he could be so one thing one minute and then the complete opposite seconds later. He was like a monster, and she was scared of him. As she picked up her things, Rachel began to cry and left his office for the last time, feeling foolish, humiliated and alone.

Will did his best to ignore Rachel after that. By being angry with her, it was the only way he could keep her away from him. His feelings for her were too strong, and he couldn't let himself succumb again. They couldn't be friends anymore, so he kept his distance. It hurt Rachel to have him ignore her, and she grew resentful of him. They didn't speak again for the rest of the year, aside from general comments during glee club.

When Rachel graduated she knew she would never see Will again. Rachel scored incredible results and was accepted into Julliard, just like she had always dreamed. This was the start of a new life. Rachel moved on from Will, only thinking of him every so often. Will continued teaching long after Rachel left. He never forgot her. He taught many students just like her, but none of them the same. He read about Rachel in the paper, she'd made it big on Broadway, he knew she would. He couldn't regret what he'd done; she had always deserved so much better than him.

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Next chapter is 10 years into the future.