A/N: I'm so sorry it has taken me so long to update. I have been so swamped with school these past couple of weeks/days, but I have the next three days off. Thank you lord! So expect The Writer to be update later on tonight also. Once again thank you all so much for your support and reviews!
Well my patient readers. Enjoy!


Jesse let out a groan as he clutched the toilet bowl tightly, his head pounding and his throat burning. He cringed when he heard a loud knock echo throughout the bathroom.

"Dude are you ok?" His friend James asked cautiously.

"Go away. I'm dying!" Jesse stated dramatically.

Last night he had wondered briefly why he didn't drink more often or in large amounts. Now, sitting on the cold tile floor, head pounding, eyes struggling to stay open and his throat burning; he suddenly remembered why he detested drinking so much and especially considering he hardly remembered a thing from last night.

"Are you sure you don't want me to take you to the hospital or something? You drank a lot last night. I mean, we actually lost you at one point. We found you serenading a lamp post. That isn't normal." James replied.

Jesse groaned once more, he didn't even remember leaving the party. Let alone serenading a lamp post. He wondered what else tomfoolery he had gotten himself into last night.

"Also who is this Rachel Berry? Is she a girl on campus or something?" Jesse eyes widen. He had never told anyone at UCLA about Rachel, that was his silent heartbreak. Had he broken down about how much he still loved her last night? Or maybe thought the lamp post was Rachel?

"Why?" He manages to get out.

"Because it says on your Facebook that you posted on her wall and you status vaguely resembles something like 'Rachel Berry is hotter than Katy Perry', if she is hotter than KP than how come I haven't noticed her?" James ranted through the door. Jesse leaned his head against the toilet.

"What are you doing on my Facebook?" Jesse finally managed to get out.

"Well you said because you had the same first name and hair as the actor in The Social Network, that technically, you could claim that. So I decided to see if you done any damage on Facebook." Jesse shut his eyes and shook his head.

He really was a disgraceful drunk.

And his hair was way better than Jesse Eisenberg's.

Rachel was waiting for a phone call, a message or anything resembling an apology but she had yet to receive one. She had received a dramatic phone call from Kurt demanding that she don't write back to Jesse's drunken wall post, followed by a text message from Mercedes saying the same thing and than a message from Finn simply saying 'what the hell?' she had never been so popular in one night before unless it had been the night before an assignment was due and people had called her for answers (Brittany had once copied her essay word for word and than claimed it was an accident).

She wondered if Jesse remembered writing her that message or even his status (which had honestly made her heart tremble more than she wanted).

Maybe he was too proud to say he was sorry? He had always been much prouder than her, which is why she guessed he never fully forgave her for the Run Joey, Run fiasco. She had humiliated him in front of everyone and hadn't even batted an eyelash over doing so.

Apart of her had been tempted to delete his wall post and even bigger part of her had been tempted to write back but she had resisted. She had very strong self-control which is how she had managed to get through school without going Columbine and just shooting everyone, especially the jocks or the shop where they got those horrendously sweet slushies from.

She jumps a little when she feels her phone vibrate on her leg, she hurriedly reaches for her phone, sighing when she sees a message from Kurt.

'Check your FB. St James finally wrote back. I'm not stalking you (or him) or anything like that. It's just hilarious tbh'

Rachel feels her heart pound into her chest as she slowly uncurls herself from her bed and walks over to her computer, clicking onto her Facebook and staring at her one notification, clicking on it slowly.

'I'm never drinking again.
This is more embarrassing than the Taylor VS Kayne incident
This is all….'

She couldn't help but smile.

"Why is she wearing an animal sweater in every photo?" James asks he clicks through Rachel's photos, scrunching his nose up in confusion over many.

"It's her thing. It's quite endearing." Jesse replies snidely. Only he was allowed to make fun of her choice of attire, especially her animal sweaters.

"I'm not even sure if this is an animal." James mutters under his breath, his eyes widening when he saw a photo of Rachel wearing a bright coloured sweater vaguely resembling a fish.

"It's a fish." Jesse already knew the photo he was talking about.

"How many times have you looked at her photos, you pervert!" James stated.

"A few." Jesse admitted. He couldn't say every night before he went to bed, that would sound far too creepy. Even to someone like James.

"You stalker! She is only 16 too." James mutters under his breath before finally exiting Rachel's Facebook page. Jesse looks at him, waiting for an overview.

"Well considering her page is in your view history every day since before you even came to UCLA, I have to say, you have it bad for this young woman. What did she do to you? She must have really broken your heart."

Jesse shrugged, he wasn't ready to tell James (or anyone) what exactly happened between himself and Rachel. He couldn't tell everyone that it wasn't her who destroyed them, it was him and numerous shattered eggs and a bruised ego.

"She is hot, in a sneaky kind of way. If you passed her on the street, you wouldn't look twice, unless it was to actually make sure she was wearing what she is but if you stopped to really look at her, you would realize that she actually has a little something going on."

"You haven't heard her sing. The second she opens her mouth, you fall for her." Jesse admitted. He had felt something the minute she opened her mouth and the first lines of Don't Rain of My Parade came out, he hadn't even seen her yet and already he was falling for the girl.

"She can sing?"

"I nicknamed her Barbra." Jesse replied simply. James let out a whistle.

"Damn, no wonder you can't get her out your mind," Jesse stares at him with a confused expression "don't think I haven't seen the way you look at Barbra when you forced me to watch her movies!" Jesse rolled his eyes and looked away.

"I'll never have her. Her heart always belonged to someone else and he was so much less talented than me. I never fully understood it. People like Rachel and myself are attracted to talent and this boy seriously lacked in it, especially compared to myself."

"Well from what I've figured out from her Facebook, she only has 14 friends, which is saying something. Anyone has at least 100 friends on it these days. Did you ever think that maybe she was so stuck up on that guy is because he was the first boy who ever paid attention to her, romantically I mean." James argued.

"I never thought about it that way."

"She seems like the sort of girl who craves attention and the spotlight. This guy, whoever he is, comes along and suddenly pays attention to her. Compliments her and actually appreciates her for her talent. She's never had that before, trust me, it's nothing more than infatuation. She craved attention and he gave it to her." James continued. Jesse frowned even deeper. He had tried to analyse Rachel's fascination with Finn but had never delved that deep before, but than again James was a psychology major.

People like Rachel were his forte.

"And than you come along, a big superstar from the opposing show choir and you like her and shower her with affection, yet she is still hung up on this other guy because he was there first. Let me guess you tried to take her virginity?" Jesse straightened up and glared at his friend who looked at him expectantly.

"So what if I did?" Jesse huffed.

"You wanted something before him. Something he would never be able to take from you. It was all a competition between the two of you, well that is how you viewed it and believe it or not, she probably thrived off the competition for her between you two because she'd never had that attention before and than suddenly, two good looking guys are after her. It's all kind of screwed up actually, and this is why I maintain that high school relationships never work." James finished, nodding his head proudly.

"I'm so much better looking than him but!" Jesse exclaimed, pouting a little.

"And this is why I regret picking a drama major as a friend." Was the only reply Jesse received.

"So what are you going to do?" Kurt asked as he and Rachel stared at Rachel's Facebook page. Rachel bit her lip and looked down.

"He was drunk."

"Yeah but not when he wrote the second comment! What is it with you? It seems the minute you both get wasted, you are thinking about one another. Do you still have feelings for him?" Kurt asks, looking at Rachel, waiting for an honest answer.

"No! My devotion was always to Finn."

"I don't think so Rachel. The happiest I saw you was when you with Jesse. I get it though, he is gorgeous, but so is Finn, though when you were with Finn. You acted like you had to hide most of yourself. It wasn't right." Kurt placed a comforting arm on Rachel's shoulder.

"I don't need analysing Kurt! I need assistance. I refuse to let Jesse back into my heart after he practically tore it out of my chest and than stomped all over it, right in front of me!" Rachel stated dramatically. Kurt rolled her eyes.

"Seriously Rachel, sometimes we need to let the people who hurt us the most back in, if anything just for closure."

Rachel slumped down into her chair "why is suddenly everyone so wise?"

Kurt shrugged and clicked on Jesse's profile.

"I honestly don't know Rachel but I think you should finally find your closure." Was all he said.

So what did you think? It's starting to get more into the story. I think there will about another five chapters left...

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