Hey guys :) Here is another chapter for you and I hope you enjoy it. I also wanted to thank you for your support and comments. It gives me Motivation. Then I wanted to ask if you all are also sad that you haven't seen Sebastian this season, I can only hope that he will come back for the last episode. That would be great.

Rachel stood in front of her beautiful, large mirror with the pink star stickers on it and looked at herself. She had decided that she would venture today out of her comfort zone and wanted to impress and intimidate the Warblers. Well maybe more intimidate than impress.

Her Finn was the only one who had the right to look astonished by her in this sense. However, she would do anything to spy on the competition. Rachel Berry might as well use a few tricks, and if she could confuse the Warblers with her looks, then she would continue to do so.

A few heads would turn her way to stare and the guys at Dalton would have their mouths watering when they saw Rachel. But that was nothing special, an old woman in a hot rag would also excite these guys. Because at what time was there any female creature at Dalton, besides some teachers? At no time.

You must know. Dalton is an all-boys school, and so it is probably no big deal to imagine that they go very quickly queer, if you know what I mean. No young teenage boy would suffer so long without sex. So it's just typical that the target group of the guys adapts to their territorial claims in the way that they would favor other men.

But Rachel was alright with it, she finally had her Finn. Perhaps she would also visit Finn a bit earlier and give her plan a little boost. That would be the right idea. Finn could simply not resist her when she was dressed like this. But he wouldn't want to resist her, as it was.

He was it after all, that had finally suggested that they should get it over with, so that she had a greater chance to succeed in her role as Maria. And he was absolutely right ... or so she thought. Finn just had to be right about it. He just wanted the best for her and put his own needs behind hers.

Rachel looked after a sigh once more at her body in the mirror and checked that everything was perfect from her head to her toes. She straitened her hair and let it lay around her shoulders like a holy glow. The lip-gloss let her lips look full and her mascara made her eyes take on an innocent look that had also a touch of sexiness. The chain around her neck with Finn's name showed to whom she belonged, and let her neck look longer. Then there is the yellow dress that goes up to her thighs and is tight around her upper body. It was also sleeveless and floated around her legs in soft, large folds. The tall, yellow peep-toes completed the whole picture in addition to her eye catching killer legs, as Noah liked to call them. They were after all endlessly long, for her short stature.

After finishing the critical survey of herself and being pleased with what she saw, only then was she ready to throw her reflection a kiss. She looked fantastic and the enemy should brace himself, because Rachel was ready to deliver them a fight. Even more so with second-rate soap opera singing milksops, as she likes to call them.

Suddenly the bell at the front door was ringing. She threw a quick look at her pink clock, standing next to her bed on the little table, she realized that it's already half past three. The time that Blaine would pick her up to confront the enemy. She let her eye wander around the room, for a quick checkup to see if she had turned everything reached, after confirming it, for the white bag on her bed, which she had previously placed there, and ran out of her room. She hurried with quick steps downstairs and entered the foyer of the big house that she lived in with her two fathers.

The two fathers that had always seen her as their very own star. She had already won a dance competition, at the age of 3 months, through the love and affection of her dad and daddy. Those were good times, thought Rachel and sighed. However, today her talent was only insufficient recognition given by her classmates. Slushies were their tony's at McKinley High, which she got from her untalented classmates. But enough with these dark thoughts.

"Blaine is here. I am going now. Bye dad, bye daddy", shouted Rachel to her fathers and pulled the front door open. She almost stumbled forward because of the force with which she did this, if Blaine had not caught her in time and helped her to straighten up. Rachel stepped after a curt nod of thanks and a welcoming hug out of the house. She only closed the door when she heard her two fathers "Have fun my angel," shouting.

She squeaked happily, grabbed Blaine's hand and ran with him to his car. Once seated, Rachel began to talk to Blaine like a waterfall again. Blaine, who could luckily soothe his headache by massaging it a bit, sighed and focused on starting the car and maneuvering. However, this could become a slight problem, because of the loud and hectic gibberish from Rachel, which distracted him from focusing.

Blaine turned with another sigh into the next street and asked. "Rachel? Can you please keep your ideas for a few minutes to yourself? I have to concentrate." Rachel snapped appalled for air and crossed her arms over her chest. She could not believe that Blaine would not want to hear about her wonderful ideas, including him and Kurt.

"But Blaine! You and Kurt could..." Rachel started all over again and tried to be as intense as possible, to have an effect on Blaine. After all, this was important. In the end what would happen to such an important performance with a perfect Mary, when she did not get her perfect Toni. Blaine had to put in an effort for his role. Otherwise, the play would be a disaster. Not her words, but the words of the director. But it could be hers.

Through the forcefulness of Rachel, Blaine was becoming more nervous and tried to distract her. "Please, leave it alone. You do want that we arrive safely in Dalton and ready. I do not want to worry about Kurt at this time. Okay, Rach?" Rachel sighed and tried again with a different strategy. "You do want that we both play our roles perfect, do you not? And that the viewers love us? For sure! And if you have to sacrifice your virginity because it would be required, then you could... "

Blaine could not believe it. When would Rachel finally give up? When? She was like a stubborn pit-bull that would not let go of a bone. He looked, with another shake of his head, over to her and said in a serious voice. "Rachel!" She raised an eyebrow and lifted her hands up soothingly. She could not understand it. Why Blaine would be so uncomfortable with this subject, it was no big deal. Even Finn said so.

But she would leave him for a bit in peace. So much stress could not be good. "Good, good. But do not think that we're done with this conversation, mister..." she said and turned so that she could look out of the side window. Blaine shook his head once again and looked desperately through the windshield. He could only hope that he might still dissuade her from this topic. But just as he knew Rachel, he would probably have no luck. Rachel was a force of nature, for someone so small.

Both spent the rest of the ride in deep thought, singing songs from the radio and waiting impatiently on arriving at their destination. Blaine, because he missed his friends and Rachel, because she wanted to rub her incredible talent finally in the enemy's face.

Hope you liked it :)