Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in forever but I just couldn't get in the mood. Thanks for being patient with me!

Emma stared at the clock in her and Carl's kitchen. It read 5:15. Lucky for her he was running late. Will had called her around 4:30 saying it would be closer to 5:30 because there was a potential new member that wanted to audition. That was fine with Emma, it gave her more time to prepare. Her hands smoothed over her 50's style checkered lilac apron as she exhaled and crossed over to the oven. Emma bent down, turned on the light and glanced in at her carefully prepared zucchini casserole.

Looking down at the top rack she noticed her rolls were a nice golden brown. Emma grabbed her matching lilac and white checkered oven mitts and took the rolls out of the oven and placed them on the stove for them to rest while she grabbed one of her hand woven baskets from the pantry. After lining it with a cloth of the same pattern as her apron and oven mitts, she placed the rolls in the basket; each with it's own place.

After setting the table, Emma heard the grandfather clock in the living room chime once, signaling it being half past. Grabbing two glasses she fills them with ice, and then proceeded to pour sweet tea three fourths of the way full.

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"Mr. Schue, do you have a second? I want to talk to you about my song selection for Thursday." Said Rachel as she pranced over to the piano after Will dismissed the club.

"Sure, Rachel but just one minute. I want to get to Emma's as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible." His gaze darted up from his bag and noticed half of the glee kids still meandering around the choir room.

"Don't worry it will only take a minute." Rachel made eye contact with Finn as he exited the room and for a moment her world froze as she remembered what his eyes looked like when he held her close.

"Rachel?" Will noticed the exchange between his students and felt a sudden pang of sympathy for his lead vocalist. He put his hand on her shoulder. "Hey, you alright?"

Rachel put on her showface and the confidence in her voice was back. "Perfectly fine, . Now about that song, I feel that it would be appropriate if-"

Will stopped putting sheet music in his tote and and cut her off. "Rach, you know you can talk to me about anything, right?" Santana, Brittany and Puck were still in the choir room so he dropped his voice. "You don't have to be ashamed of your emotions."

"Thanks, Mr. Schue. I know that, but it's hard sometimes. Especially when I don't have any real friends to talk to about what's going on in my head. Someone that knows how it feels." Her arms crossed over her chest, head slightly cast downcast.

"I can relate to that. It's hard not being able to talk to someone about what you're feeling." The movement of the remaining students caught his eye as they quietly left, leaving Will and Rachel alone.

"I guess we have more in common than I thought. Sometimes I think that you're out to get me, to tear down my dreams of making it on Broadway but sometimes you can be kinda cool to talk to, even if it's about my shattered heart." She gave a nervous giggle as a tear escaped from her eye and fell onto her cheek. Will stepped around the piano separating them and spoke.

"Rach, don't let Finn get you down like that. You are an amazing person." He took his right hand and placed it on the side of her face, and wiped away her tear with his thumb. His breath caught in his throat when she looked up at him, her dark brown eyes trying to read him.

"You really believe that?" Will tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

"I do." Rachel still felt his warm hand still tangled in her hair and brought her own hand up, covering his with hers. Neither one spoke. Neither one breathed.

"You should go." Said Rachel, still holding Will's hand to the back of her neck. Will breathed in and a small smile played on his lips.

"I should." He bent down and kissed her forehead, lingering for a moment as he inhaled her scent. He let go of her and stepped back, he noticed the color that went to her cheeks. Shaking his head, he bent down to get his bag.

"I'll see you second period tomorrow?" He asked as he turned to head out of the door.

"You can count on it." Rachel watched Will exit the choir room and let out a long sigh. Rachel realized she never did run over her two song selections she had in mind with her teacher and decided that she needed his opinion tonight so she could start rehearsing the song and dance moves when she got home and settled in for the night. Lucky for her, she knew where his new apartment was located.

As she went to her locker to grab her Spanish and Calculus book, she started thinking. What was that that happened back there? Am I crazy, or did he just flirt with me? No, he wasn't. I've gone over this a hundred times in my head, and he is right. He is my teacher, I am his student. Nothing more. He's just concerned, being a friend. She smiled to herself, thinking how she finally had a true friend.

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Finn Hudson was a simple guy. He liked school, glee, his friends, and girls. One girl in particular, who was currently the reason why he felt so empty and second fiddle to Puck. He looked over at her as she opened her locker a few down from his own. She was smiling, something she hadn't done in weeks; not since the break-up. At least something is making her happy, he thought. She looks good today, kinda like a awesome hybrid of Jessica Alba and Sandra Bullock.

Rachel glanced up and caught him checking her out. He quickly put on his coat and tried to get Rachel out of his head. Rachel's hot, I have to admit, she's nice and everything but should I forgive her? Is it time to let it go? Yeah, I talked to James about it a lot; mainly because he's like my best bro since Puck keeps getting with my girls. But it doesn't really help. He knows a lot of stuff about me and Rachel's relationship and history. I even talked to him about it before he auditioned for Glee today, he thinks I should move on but I still love her. Maybe if I pray tonight, not to grilled cheesus, to the real one. There's just one thing standing in my way of being with her again, and I'm to ashamed to really admit it to anyone. Sure I told James about it, I know he's good about keeping things to himself. She's great but I can't get it out of my head.

Finn's hand-brain coordination was terrible. He hastily grabbed for his three-ring binder and it slipped out of his hands. Before he could react, it toppled to the floor; papers spilling everywhere. He didn't even have time to register what had happened when he saw Rachel bending over, already gathering his papers. He bent down to get the rest.

"Here," said Rachel as she handed over dozens of unorganized paper.

"Thanks." He stood there, shifting his weight not sure what else to say. Things have been so awkward for the two of them. Finn was about to sling his bag on his shoulder and walk out the door when Rachel caught him off guard.

"Is it true?"

"Is...what, true?" He was completely clueless.

"I have been thinking about it a weeks now, it's always been in the back of my mind. It's something James said." Her eyes were looking anywhere but where Finn was.

"He-He told you? About the thing? I didn't think he'd do that, I told him not to."

"It's ok. I've thought a lot about it.." Rachel watched him as he put his binder in his bag.

"So...what do you think?" Finn shut him locker door, and picked up his backpack.

"If it means being with you someday in the the near future, then I'm going to go through with it." She paused so her answer had time to sink in. "I haven't figured out the details yet, but I am confident that I will find what I need."

"Wow. Well, let me know when you..." He doesn't like thinking it, let alone saying it out loud.

"I will." He nodded at her response. "I've got to get going, there's something I have to work on for Thursday." She turned to leave when Finn put a hand on her shoulder.

"Wait, what's going on Thursday?" He took a step toward her.

"You'll see." She smiled at him and rounded the corner. Finn was left dumbfounded, in the hallway, smiling.