"Kurt, I'm going out with Rachel tonight." I grabbed my keys off the counter as Kurt opened the oven.

He pulled a small pan out and set it down on the counter. "But I made lasagna."

I sighed. "It's Sunday. I know you made lasagna. Look I'll eat it leftover, okay?"

"Oh. Okay."

"See you later, Kurt." I walked out the door, not waiting for an answer. I knew what he would say anyway.

After locking the door, I put Kurt out of my head. Tonight was about Rachel. I walked to NYADA, forcing a smile onto my face. I sat down in the quad and waited for Rachel. She finally came out of the dorm building in a striped purple sweater and a short black skirt. Instantly, my smile became natural instead of forced. "You look great," I said.

"Thanks." She rubbed her skirt. "I tried to dress like I used to in high school. But my wardrobe is completely different now, so it was hard."

"You did a good job. I like the sweater." I smiled. It felt like the high school days again.

"Hi, Finn." A thin, boney finger tapped me. It was Toby's sister, Eve. She was standing with a group of kids, and there were two college students watching them.

"Hey, Eve!" I smiled warmly at her. "What are you doing?"

She pointed to the kids around her. "This is my support group." She pointed at the two college students. "They're going to dance for us."

"Eve, come with us!" one of the students said.

"Have fun, Eve!" Rachel called out. She wrapped her arm around my shoulder. "So where are we going?"

"I know a vegan place."

"Great!" She held me hand. "You know I'm really surprised that Eve warmed up to you so quickly. She's usually very shy."

"Why is she in a support group?" I asked.

"She's anorexic."

It all made sense now. How she had shook her head so nervously when I had offered her a piece of chicken. How she refused to drink anything but water. "But she's so young! She can't be older than twelve!" I commented as we walked towards the restaurant.

"She's only ten. Yeah, it's really sad. She's always been skinny, but she used to eat a lot. Fast metabolism I guess. Anyway, the girls at her school used to make fun of her a lot. They'd make pig noises every time she walked by. So now she doesn't eat." Rachel sighed sadly. "But it was Toby's idea to start this support group. He said that Eve seemed the happiest when she watched him dance. So kids with disorders meet here at NYADA to watch the students perform. They can be as young as five, and some of them are even students here."

"Wow, that's really great. Do you perform for them?"

"Yeah, I just sang for them last week." We turned the corner. "Maybe you could come perform with me one day before you leave?"

"Yeah, that would be cool." I stopped at the door. "We're here."

She looked at the sign. "Japanese food?"

"Yeah. I heard they make a lot of stuff with tofu in it, and that's vegan right?"

She nodded adoringly. "Yes, it is. I'm impressed!" I grinned proudly and opened the door. "What a gentleman!" she laughed.

A tall woman in the front took us to a table with two chairs. "Everything on the menu is vegan!" I declared with pride. In high school, I had accidentally served Rachel meat. I wasn't going to make that mistake again.

She wrapped her purse around the back of the chair. "You've grown so much Finn. It feels like just yesterday you were giving me 'meat substitute'."

I could feel my cheeks turning red. "Well, I guess that's what boot camp does to you," I mumbled. "So do you want to order?"

"Sure. Have you ever been here before? What's good?"

"I haven't been here before, but I really like that soup with the tofu."

"Miso? Oh I like that, too! And we can get noodles." We ordered and the food came pretty quickly. Rachel began picking at the cubes of tofu with her chopsticks.

I laughed. "Rach, what are you doing?"

"I don't want to burn my tongue!" She struggled with the chopsticks again and then finally picked up a cube, only to drop it back into the soup.

"Just use the spoon!" I laughed. I picked up the spoon and tilted the liquid into her mouth. She spit it out right away and dabbed at her tongue with a napkin.

"Hot! Hot!" she half giggled, half shrieked.

"You have to purse your lips!" I said, trying hard not to crack up. "So only a little bit will go inside your mouth." I tilted the spoon into her mouth again, and this time she licked her lips with satisfaction. The way her tongue glided smoothly over her lower lip was hot.

She could see me staring at her lips. I cleared my throat and shoved a few noodles into my mouth. "Great food," I said awkwardly.

Rachel nodded. She licked a small piece of tofu off her spoon. "So how's Kurt?"

I frowned. "Not as good as he used to be. I mean he's happy with his job and Vogue and everything, but he changed a lot. He's a neat freak now. He does literally everything on schedule. He plans what to cook for every day of the week. He refolds his clothes all the time. He just buries himself in work."

"I want to go visit him one day."

"Yeah, I guess I could arrange that. Maybe it would cheer him up." The waitress brought the bill and I left a stack of tens.

We walked past the pier as I was taking her back to NYADA. "Tell me about yourself, Finn," she said suddenly.

"You know me already. You know me better than anyone else in the world."

"But you've changed so much. I want to be reacquainted." She ran her finger around the outline of my tattoo. "Like what does this stand for?"

"It's a Chinese character," I answered.

"But it's gotta mean something."

"Oh," I chuckled. "It's a profanity."

She smirked. "So you're a rebel now."

"I guess you could say that." I looked up at the sky. "It's a full moon tonight."

"It's beautiful."

"Did you ever notice how no matter where you are, the moon is always the size of your thumb?" I held my thumb up to the moon.

"I don't see it," she said. I stood behind her, moving her wrist up to the moon. She put her thumb up. "Oh, it is!"

"That's how we'll be with each other when I go back to Georgia. Our moons will always be the same size."

She put her thumb down and turned around. "I don't want to think about when you go away."

"But it's gonna happen eventu-" I didn't get to finish my sentence. She put her hands on my shoulders and stood on her toes, kissing me passionately. It was just like that night in the bowling alley. She licked my lips briefly before pulling back. She had a strand of hair stuck to her lips. I brushed it away with my thumb. "I still love you, Rachel."

"It was never over, Finn." She rested her head on my shoulder. "I would have waited a billion years for you."

"I'd never make you wait that long." We kissed again, and then I walked her home.

I stopped right in front of her dorm building. "Well, bye, Finn." She walked away slowly, glancing at me, as if she still wanted something.

"Wait, Rach?"

She turned around with a mischievous smile. "Yeah?"

I wrapped my arm around her head, pulling her into me. This had to beat our "superman of kisses" at nationals! I was breathing heavily when we stopped. "So…I'll see you around?"

She smiled seductively. "Yeah, I guess you will."