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Rachel Barbara Berry.

Someday, that name would be in shining lights. No, not would. Will. It will be in shining lights, and I'll be the star of numerous hit Broadway musicals. I had no doubt about it. I already had it all planned out.

I'd have my penthouse apartment in the heart of New York City, just a quick brisk walk from the theatre in which most of the greatest major musical productions took place. I'd have my own web page that would showcase all of my artistic talent and abilities as well as my own personal assistant at the casting agency who would tend to it and all the amazing offers I'd receive. I'll be on tour around the world performing on the stage at least 8 out of the 12 months in the year, and I'll have a huge custom built trophy showcase in my living room that would house every single award I could have received.

Yes. That was the plan, and I've had it in place for as long as I can remember. Nothing or nobody would get in my way. I mean, how could it? I've already got a full ride scholarship to Julliard. Julliard!

I had the biggest smile on as I slipped into my coat. I was just so excited for the future! I couldn't wait. Time was just going by so slow. I was ready for high school to be over so I can get this show on the road.

I looked over at the clock. 8:45pm.

I should try to get home by 10:00pm at the latest. You never know what can happen being out after dark all alone.

After lacing up my shoes I hurried out the door and down the front porch steps, beginning my journey to the postal office to pick up my mail. Yes I had a mail box but I was paranoid of someone reaching their grubby hands into it and taking what was rightfully mine! You can never be too safe in this town. Speaking of safe, I really should just drive...

Nah, it's not that far away and it's nice to get some fresh air every now and then.

Thoughts of New York and my future flooded my head again, making me smile, but the smile didn't last for long. I was always so strung up on my future and myself, but once in a while I stopped to think about what it'd be like... being out there in New York, all alone, none of my friends. I hated sad thoughts like those.

At first it was all a competition to me. I wanted to be the best and I wanted the whole club to revolve around me and my musical talent, but over time that faded away. I really grew up a lot in the past two years, especially with the help of the glee club. I mean, I really loved those guys. They were my friends and they meant everything to me! Well, some of them I might not prefer over the rest, but still. You get the point.

It'd be so nice if they had the same dreams as myself. It'd be wonderful to be performing on stage in New York with them rather than alone. But what are the possibilities of that happening? Everybody has their own dreams, I need to remember that.

I've really been trying to push them to do their best this year. A part of me deep down thinks that if I can get them as excited as I am about performing then they'd somehow want to share my dream of being on Broadway! Does that make me selfish? Maybe a little, but it's because I hate having to chose! My friends or my future... I've made up my mind already, but it wouldn't hurt to try to get the two to become a package deal!

I sighed. There wasn't much time left before the end of the year, which means I only have a little bit of time left with everyone before everyone parts ways... for the most part, anyhow. Mercedes wants to become an R&B artist and is planning on going to New York herself in hopes of attending Julliard, which makes me happy. It'd be nice to have a familiar face there! Kurt as well, of course. He wont stop until he's in New York either on the stage or as a fashion designer. He's sort of torn between the two, but whichever he chooses I'll be right behind him.

As for the rest of the group, their dreams are very different. Tina and Mike have decided that they wanted to head off to Florida for a brand new start away from cold Ohio, and Brittany is... well, I have no idea what she's planning on doing. Santana either, actually. Sam wants to go to a graphic design school so that he can learn more about comic books and the whole process of creating and designing them. I'm pretty sure he wants to be a comic book illustrator. I'm really hoping that works out for him! Artie wants to get into a film school in LA and work with movies, and Puck wants to build up his pool cleaning business.

That leaves Finn and Quinn, and I have no idea what their plans are. I mean ever since Quinn became pregnant, do they really have a lot of options? I know before everything happened, Finn was really focusing on a football scholarship, but is he even planning on college now? And what about Quinn? I felt bad for the both of them. This was all so unexpected. I especially felt bad for Finn. I don't know why but I just do... there was always something about him that I just felt like he'd have this chance to do something amazing with his life. Not to mention he's always getting chewed out by Quinn for no reason. Poor Finn.

I opened the postal office box and pulled out my mail; a few credit card bills that belonged to my father's and a prospectus from Julliard. Sure I'd already been accepted but I still liked to look through the pages and see what they had in store for me.

I began my walk home, rubbing my hands together. It was really cold out and there was still some snow on the ground. When would it clear up? It's almost spring!

Hmm. It's only 9:20pm. I think a walk through the park would be nice.

What was I thinking about again? Oh yeah, Finn. What could I say about him? He was... different. He was sweet, thoughtful, funny, insanely tall and definitely not the brightest crayon in the box, but he had talent. He really did! His voice was amazing, I couldn't understand why he wouldn't want to be on Broadway! Sure he might not have been as swift on his feet, but that voice really did make up for it. It was lots of fun getting to work with him in glee. It was just a shame we didn't get to chat or hang out much other than that. I'd like to have been closer to him.

"I'll stop the world and melt with you,"

My eyebrows instantly furrowed and I stopped in my tracks.

"You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time."

That voice... I knew it, but where was it coming from? I looked around until my eyes fell on the swings where a dark figure was sitting. I headed slowly over to them.

"There's nothing you and I wont do."

"Well that's romantic, but aren't you with Quinn?" I said with a small laugh. Finn lifted his head instantly with a shocked expression on his face. What was he doing out here all alone?

"Rachel?" Finn asked. I could heart the nervousness in his voice. "Uh, what are- what are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing." I took the a seat on the empty swing that was next to Finn. "I was just going for a walk, wanted to pick up the mail from the post office. What about yourself?"

Finn shrugged. It was hard to see his expression since he had shifted his body, blocking the moonlight from shining on his face. "Just felt like being alone, but I didn't want to be at home."

I stood up. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude then-"

"No, no!" Finn stood up along with me, reaching out to grab my arm which caused me to drop my mail on the ground, getting it covered in snow. "Oh man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen," Finn apologized as he reached down to pick it up for me. He wiped each article off onto his jeans and then handed them back to me, but not before he eyed the magazine a bit. "I didn't mean for you to leave either. I don't wanna be alone anymore. Sit with me."

I bit the inside of my lip. Something was up with him. "Is everything okay?" I asked as I took my seat back on the empty swing. Finn did the same, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yes and no."

"Yes because...?"

"I'm alive."

I laughed. "And no because...?"

"I just had dinner with Quinn and her parents. She told them that she was pregnant, and oh man..." Finn shook his head. "I was pretty sure I wasn't gonna make it outta that house. Have you ever had a plate thrown at you? Like, really thrown at you. You never really know how fast you can duck until you've got a plate coming straight for your face like a frisbee."

I blinked. "I honestly don't know what to say to that."

"About the whole plate thing?" I nodded. "Yeah, I guess there really isn't much you can say."

"Are you alright?"

"Physically yeah. I managed to get out of there without any physical harm, but emotionally... well I guess I'm fine. It's just, you know, this is all happening so fast. Unexpected. I can't explain. I just hate it. I feel so alone, you know?"

I nodded again. "I understand what you mean, and I really hate to see you going through all of this. Especially you. I'm sorry, but you know I never liked Quinn that much-"

"Can't blame you. She's evil."

"But I really thought you were an amazing guy. I still do, really. It sucks having to see you so stressed out about all of this lately. It's really taking it's toll on you." I put my free hand on his shoulder. "You know, if you ever need anything, even to vent about all this baby stress or Quinn, you can come to me. I know we're not really that close, but still. Alright?"

Finn gave a small smile. "Thanks, I might have to take you up on that offer sometime."

I wanted to look away but for some reason, he kept his eyes locked right on mine and it just had me mesmerized. In the moon light his eyes were absolutely adorable. How have I not have noticed his eyes before?

Don't think like that, he's with Quinn. Besides, he's already made it pretty clear before that he only regarded you as a friend and nothing more. Remember when you left the glee club and he tried to get you back in? You thought that he actually liked you and you could have sworn there was something there, but in the end, he had just claimed it was because he thought you were a good person to have around and that glee wouldn't be as successful without you. That's all.

"Oh! Um," Finn finally tore his eyes away from my own, allowing me to finally focus on something other than his adorable eyes. "Anyway, uh, so uh, what's that?" He pointed to the magazine in my hand. "Julliard?"

"It's a prospectus to Julliard." I said confidently. "I've already been accepted with a full scholarship there, but I just liked to look through their magazine still, so I had them send one."

Finn furrowed his brows and licked his lips. "Whats Julliard?"

For a moment I thought that my heart stopped. What's Julliard? Really? How could anybody not know what Juliard was! Poor Finn, had he been living under a rock all his life?

"You're kidding."

"No?"

"Julliard is the best school for the arts in the world!" I gushed cheerfully. Finn's look of confusion turned to one of amusement as he watched me spazz over it. I noticed a small smile had begun to show itself on his face. "Music, dancing, theatre- oh my goodness, it's a dream school!"

"And you're going?"

"Yes!" I squealed. "It's the best school that I could possibly attend in hopes of helping me achieve my dreams of being on Broadway. With Julliard, nothing can stop me!"

"Wow, that's pretty cool. Congratulations, Rach. You really do deserve it." Finn said with a genuine smile.

"Thank you. What about you though?"

"What about me?"

"Have you applied to any colleges yet? Any idea of what you're doing?"

Finn's smile fell from his face and his shoulders slumped. "I don't know. I don't know what I wanna do. All I know is that I could really use that football scholarship to get into college, you know? I wanna be able to get a good job and not just be some dead beat. I wanna be something."

"Well you like football, so maybe you can become a pro football player someday." I suggested, trying to cheer him up. He just shrugged.

"Maybe. I dunno. I mean football is great, but is that what I really wanna focus on for the rest of my life?"

"There's always music," I added. It was a long shot, but why not just throw it in the mix? "I mean, you're so good in glee club. Did you ever think about focusing on a career in music or performing arts maybe?"

Finn gave me a blank look. What? "You're funny."

"I'm being serious."

"I don't like music that much." he scoffed, shifting uncomfortably. "I'm not a loser."

I felt my face grow heated and stood up instantly. "A loser? Is that what you think I am?"

"What? No no no! No, I didn't mean it like that, it's just-"

"It's just what."

Finn's eyes stayed focus on my own, his mouth opening and closing with no words being formed. Eventually he just let out a long defeated sigh and hung his head. "I don't think you're a loser, Rachel." I heard his muffled voice. "You're actually the most talented person I know, and it just makes me realize how un-talented I am. That's all."

My anger was subsiding and now I felt bad. I sat back down. "Finn, you're not un-talented at all."

"I'm still not Broadway material."

My eyebrows raised in amusement. "You're actually interested in performing?"

Finn lifted his head back up. "No."

"You're so confusing."

"I don't wanna talk about this anymore," he argued, sounding defeated and embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I don't wanna sound rude, I don't mean to be. I'm just uncomfortable talking about it. I hope you understand."

I nodded, even though I still thought he was acting strange. "It's okay. You know, it's getting really late and I need to get home, so I should probably start heading back now."

"Let me walk you home? I'd like to talk to you more." Finn offered, standing him. He held out his hand to me and I gladly took it, standing up along with him. "It's been a while since we've done any songs together in glee, you know."

"Well at sectionals we did one."

"That was months ago!" Finn waved my answer away. "Our voices go so good together, you know, so I was thinking that maybe we can do a duet together? Mr. Schue was talking about duets a couple days ago. So what do you say?"

I smiled and nodded as we walked together out of the park. "I think that sounds like a great idea."

"Cool, cause it'd give us a chance to hang out a bit more too."

"So now all of a sudden you want to hang out?"

Finn laughed and rolled his eyes. "Well you know, you did offer to listen to me vent about Quinn. I plan on taking full advantage of that offer."