An enormous headache. Rachel felt nothing but an enormous headache.
She walked to the bathroom to wash her face, and when the cold water had already waken her up and she lifted her head to see her reflection, she screamed louder than she had ever done in her entire life
"What the fuck?" Kurt muttered as he opened her eyes. He went upstairs as fast as he could, to see why his friend was that worried.
"What happened?" he yawned as he entered the room. His eyes widened and he took a step backwards. Who was that girl? Where was Rachel? How did she get in there? "Get out of this house, you freak."
"It's me, Rachel." she softly said – well, it was soft considering what she was going through. Her bust was much bigger than the 39-year-old woman with children's one. Her hair was back as she had it in 2012, and she was much skinnier, no doubt. The pajamas she had worn last night now were extremely baggy, and the shorts were already on the floor. That's probably why her friend didn't recognize her. Kurt took some minutes, but then he asked:
"What happened to yo-?" he was cut off by her friend's screaming due to what she had just noticed. Kurt looked like in their senior year. His hair was pushed back like before, and his clothes were baggy too. The difference was that he was just as skinny, because he never got fat.
"Can you stop screaming? I'm tired." Kurt yawned again, as Rachel gestured him to come closer. He did, and he stood right next to her, in front of the mirror. He looked at himself and he had to try so hard not to scream. He didn't like the way he looked. He wanted to go back to the grown-up Kurt. Rachel's phone buzzed and she went to grab it, with her mouth still opened. Her brain was still trying to process everything that was going on. How the fuck did that happen? By the time she got to her phone, she already knew the answer.
The wish.
"Wishes come true" was not a quote Rachel believed in, especially because she had to quit her Broadway dream, but did dreams actually come true? Or it was just a dream? Maybe she was hallucinating… her phone buzzed again so she unlocked it.
*What the hell? I look like a 17-year-old girl. And Brittany too. Was it your wish?* Rachel read Santana's text in silence. She knew Santana had heard her whispering her dream, but she had preferred to ignore it. Not only had she turned 17. Everybody who was holding hands turned 17. What about the guy who Rachel was flirting with? Never mind, he wasn't worth it, she thought.
"We're not the only ones." she said as she showed the text to her best friend. He giggled, imagining Santana's and Brittany's faces when they had seen themselves in the mirror.
"Why are you laughing?"
"It's just… everything is so unreal." He sighed, with a straight face now. Rachel sighed too, and threw herself on the bed.
"So, any ideas of what we're going to do?" he asked, looking at the ceiling.
"Yea, actually." she grinned playfully, as she sat down. "We're going to McKinley. To the Glee club. I need to make Finn love me again. While you... well, you can enjoy living your adolescence again."
"Nope, I'm going to help you, you dope." he smacked her head playfully, and she returned the hit, a bit stronger. This caused a pillow fight that ended when Kurt said they needed to take a shower. Rachel's head was pounding, so she tried to sleep again.
Monday. 8AM. The bell was ringing. Rachel and Kurt were walking down the corridor. Nobody seemed to recognize them, which was good. They met with Brittany and Santana at the end, and the four of them looked at each other.
"Glee time." they said in unison before bursting into laughter.
They were taking all of it very slightly… maybe it wasn't that bad after all. Maybe being 17 again was what they needed.
They walked to the classroom, only to find three more people there. Finn and Tina's daughters. There was a disappointed look in Finn's face, but it got better when he saw four people in the door. Four people.
"Hello, how can I help you?" he tried to hide the excitement in his voice, but failed miserably. Rachel smiled. It was like being invisible. She could spend the day with Finn, without him noticing.
"Wait…" he said as he got closer to them. Before, he had just seen their shadows, but now, he was able to see their faces… "Santana? Brittany? Kurt? R-Rachel?"
Obviously, Rachel hadn't counted on that. She hoped Finn wouldn't recognize them.
"What are you doing here? And why do you look like this?" Finn asked, way more confused than the two mini-Tinas. They all looked at each other. How would they explain that? 'Oh, you know, I made a wish and now we're all 17 again.' was totally not an option.
"Well, we made a bet. The one, who can go around looking like a teenager, wins. This is all make-up, of course. But we decided it'd me more real if we attended to high school." Santana lied. Plus, they were only accepted in school because the headmaster was Will and Emma's son.
"Well, in that case, you can join." he welcomed them to the classroom, and Tina's two girls glanced at them. They were obviously in disagreement, but it was too late. They were already part of the Glee club.
Next objective: Make Finn fall in love with Rachel again. Oh, that wasn't going to be an easy task.
(A/N): Well, sorry for the short chapter, but it's been a while since I didn't post, so this came to my mind. Please review saying what you would love to see in the next few chapters! I have already planned them but they would be more amazing if they also had a bit of your creativity lol. Xoxo.