Carole, Finn and Sam constantly ask my dad about Rachel Anderberry, or try to get information out another way but my dad's smarter than that. Carole relies on neighborhood gossip and tells that to the other two. The Puckermans seemed impressed enough, though. They told the Anderberrys about our party and apparently they're coming – with guests of their own! Or as Carole sees them, more prospects for romantic partners for us. "I just want my boys happy," she constantly croons.

Mr Anderberry even came to visit Dad at the auto shop, which was nice of him. I guess he wanted to know the rules of this party. Understandable. Carole just missed him, but she saw him drive off in a black Lamborghini. Cue her wanting one of us to get with one of them immediately even more. Dad did invite them to dinner, but they had to go to Westerville to get these friends of theirs.

(I meant to publish all of that ^ before now, but I didn't, so now just imagine there's been a huge time lapse and so the party was yesterday.)

Rachel Anderberry came knocking at 7pm sharp, alongside her brother, Blaine, and a bunch of other people. Cue Finn and Sam drooling over all the girls. They got a dirty look when they looked at one of the girls, turns out she's dating one of the guys they brought over.

Rachel seems nice enough. She took to Finn immediately, which Sam didn't mind too much, surprisingly. Then again, there were about four other available girls, so…Maybe not so surprising. All of the girls were sweet, and so were most of the guys.

Except one. His name? Sebastian Smythe. I can hear him saying it in his smug little voice even now. He had all the McKinley girls fawning over him, and he lapped up all those compliments before announcing, when Sugar Motta made her move, that he's gay. So naturally, everyone told me to go and talk to him, but I really don't want to catch anything from being near him.

He's just so…Proud. I know everyone should be confident with who they are, I preach that daily. But there's a fine line between being comfortable and being overconfident.

Rachel made fast friends with everybody, naturally. She danced with everyone (which is a pity for Finn because he really isn't a good dancer, but hopefully she found it charming?)

Once again, my batlike sense of hearing helped me. Normal writing is Rachel, italics is Sebastian.

"Come on, Seb, dance with somebody! You can't turn up to a party and just sit there all night."

"I don't dance, not with strangers."

"How can you make friends if you won't interact with people? Come on, there's some great-looking guys here."

"And I bet they're all straight. You're lucky you're a girl, they're all after you."

"Well, sure, Finn's been great to me, but his brother is sitting right there! Go say hi, maybe he's gay!"

"His brother?" He looked at Sam and smirked before Rachel guided his face to look at me. "Oh, him. There's worse guys here, but there's also better Just go dance with your little Finn."

Then Rachel huffed off to dance with Finn. The McKinley girls asked what they were talking about, which I gladly told them. That'll get their "You should get with Sebastian!"s off my back.

Apart from that, the whole night went well. Sam was constantly surrounded by girls, so he was happy. Carole had been chaperoning because my dad had been working late. He heard all about it. How Finn and Rachel looked so happy, how Sam was getting so much attention. At least she hated Sebastian, too. All clouds have a silver lining.

- Kurt