Rachel

It was after school and we were all in the choir room. I was sitting between Cory and Dianna. Mr. schue had talked to us about the fact that people in the club weren't working as hard as they could've an observation I'd presented to him during that day.

He looked at Cory: "Cory why haven't you been singing?"

"bc you keep giving all the male leads to Jesse. Frankly it's a little depressing," he answered.

"oh."

I turned to Cory: "you're really good."

He turned to me: "yeah but not as good as he is."

"you're still good."

"Rachel! that's not what I want to hear."

"well I don't always tell people what they want to hear."

As the hour progressed I thought about me and how I was doing. As the day had gone on I'd become more tired. I felt achy.

I looked at Tina: "do you have any Aleve?" I asked.

"no hun sorry."

"oh."

Ashley heard this and looked at me: "what's wrong?"

"I don't feel good."

"oh."

Mr. schue looked at me: "are you ok to sing?"

"yeah," I replied being all womanly in front of everyone.

"ok."

Cory put his hand over mine.

"your hand is warm," he told me.

"yours is freezing," I remarked.

"only bc yours are warm."

Oh.

"oh."

Dianna puts the back of her curled fingers on the back of my neck. They were so cold they burned. I jumped.

"ow!" I said.

"sorry," she whispered.

"Rachel?" Mr. schue asked looking at me.

"yeah I'm good."

"ok. Now lets gets started."

"maybe you should take a break," Dianna told me quietly.

"no I'm ok."

"for now," she said, annoyed.