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Rachel sat on the chair that was set out for them, facing away from Puck waiting for the music to start up. Puck's shirt was baggy and let an obscene amount of air in but it was better than her sweater. As the first chords began, Rachel stood and moved to the edge of the stage. Santana glared heavily at her before storming out of the auditorium, followed by Brittany.

"If I were a boy, even just for a day. I'd roll out of bed in the mornin' and put on what I wanted and go. Drink beer with the guys and chase after girls. I'd kick it with who I wanted, and I'd never get confronted for it, 'cause they stick up for me." She stormed back over to where Puck sat and sang to him, while glaring and placing her hand on her chest. "If I were a boy! I think I could understand! How it feels to love a girl, I swear I'd be a better man" Rachel's face had softened and she walked passed him and was back singing to the crowd, her hands clutched together over her heart. "I'd listen to her! 'Cause I know how it hurts. When you lose the one you wanted, 'cause he's takin' you for granted and everything you had got destroyed."

Rachel twisted away from them as Puck stood and went to the edge of the stage the same way, beginning his verse,

"If I were a girl, even just for a day. I'd get out of bed in the morning and take forever to get ready. Complain to my friends, as if they got a man. They talk about you 'cause they're jealous, I just stay there, listen to it. I should get rid of them." Puck went back to Rachel and spun her around, grabbing her wrists tightly and holding her close, singing to her. It actually took her breath away, they hadn't rehearsed this. "If I were a girl! I don't think I'd understand! How it feels to love a boy! I swear I'd be a better woman!" Puck released one of her hands and placed on his chest. His thumb was rubbing back and forth on her wrist as he held her there, "I'd listen to him, 'cause I don't know where he be! I would always try to tell him, that he needs to treat me better, like I don't gotta change at all! If I were a girl-," Rachel jerked away from him and went to the opposite side of the stage that he went to, they sung to one another forcefully and Rachel almost felt tears welling up in her eyes as she sang out,

"It's a little too late for you to come back-,"

"No," Puck took steps towards her,

"Sayin' it was just a mistake, think I'd forgive you like that-,"

"I don't," He closed the gap further,

"If you thought I'd wait for, you thought wrong!"

"I been wrong!" Puck was standing flush with her, one of his hands placed against the small of her back, holding her in place while the other took her hand in his, the one that was facing the crowd even,

"But you're just a boy-," Rachel stepped back, one of her hands pressed to his chest"And you're just a girl-,"

"And you don't understand-," Rachel pulled her hand away as they sang together and she felt her eyes close in almost emotional pain,

"No, you don't understand!" She pulled her hand away from his and faced him angrily again as she started her verse,

"How it feels to love a girl someday, you wish you were a, better man! You don't listen to her!"

"And you don't listen to him!" Puck stepped toward her and she stepped back,

"You don't care how it hurts!"

"You don't care how I feel!" Puck was beating his hand lightly on his chest as he stared at her with so much emotion it almost made her stop singing.

"Until you-," they joined together again and Puck was close enough to grab her hand and hold her from stepping back any further, "lose the one you wanted, 'cause your takin' her for granted, and everything you loved got destroyed!"

"But you're just a boy." Rachel turned her head away but Puck pulled her closer.

"And you're just a girl." Rachel glanced up at him and found their bodies undeniably close, especially their lips. His fingers were entwined with hers and she felt her body shiver. The other kids were cheering and applauding like as though this was all a part of the choreography. Puck abruptly smirked at her and stepped away from her body, his fingers slipping from hers and the heat leaving her body. Mr. Schuester had the best expression Rachel had seen. She had seen it once before, when they had sang their mash-up of Halo and Walking on Sunshine, but this was for all the emotion they had truly emitted.

"Holy…Wow, guys, that was amazing!" was all he could manage to say into the mike before applauding with the rest of the Glee club. Quinn was shooting daggers at her and Finn was beaming, except there was doubt in his smile. Rachel turned to Puck and abruptly jumped on him in a hug. Puck stumbled back momentarily before hugging her excitedly back. He was actually excited about the piece. Rachel let go and let out a heavy breath. Walking over to her bags, she was surprised to see Finn jog up to her.

"Wow, Rach, that was great! You did an amazing job on the choreography!" Rachel felt her smile falter slightly and she remembered that Puck didn't want any credit for the choreography,

"Thanks, Finn. Umm, is your Halloween party tonight, a costume party?" She silently hoped it wasn't.

"Yeah, guess what I'm going be?" Rachel shook her head and smiled at him,

"A football player?" His smile fell and he blinked,

"I was going to go as a nerd. Should I be a football player? I have a Roethlisberger jersey I can wear." Rachel shook her head, reassuring Finn,

"No, I think it'll be cute to see you as a nerd."

"What're you going to be?" She took in a breath; she was wondering the same thing,

"You'll just have to wait and find out!" Finn was about to protest when Quinn all but screeched out his name and pointed at the floor next to her.

"I'll see you tonight, Rach!" he called as he ran to Quinn. Rachel smiled at him but felt her heart sink as he spoke in a low tone with Quinn, gave her that heartwarming smile and then kissed her carefully on her forehead.

"Rachel!" Mercedes tauntingly called from her spot next to Tina. "C'mon Berry, we got to get you ready for the party." Rachel packed up her stuff and looked around; Puck had already managed to disappear. She picked up her bags and flounced over to Mercedes. Mercedes sat in the passenger seat of her car as Tina followed in her Black Dodge Stratus.

"So, what am I?" Rachel asked worriedly. Mercedes merely grinned and looked out the window. Rachel's dads were home yet, so the girls ran up to Rachel's room and Tina instantly went to her drawers.

"What're you doing?"

"Y-y-you have to get into the mood of the party. S-s-s-so that means p-p-party underthings!" Rachel was in shock. No way were they going to slut her up.

"No! I-I mean, I don't have any-!" Tina abruptly ripped out a pink striped bag triumphantly, "No!" Rachel lunged for it but Tina was too fast and threw the bag to Mercedes. The matching red bra and panty set was lacy and slightly see-through.

"Damn, girl! Who're these for?!" Mercedes laughed and Rachel grabbed them away from her.

"They were a gag gift from my cousins in New York." She tried to hide them back in the drawer, but Tina grabbed her wrist.

"C-c-come on, Rachel, no one's going to see them!" Rachel sighed and blinked, she had a point. Finally conceding, Mercedes grabbed the under things and threw them on the bed. She reached into her back pack and pulled out a satin like cloth and black pumps that were red on the soles.

"You, my dear, are going to be fierce!"

Rachel sat in the car, her heart pounding against her ribcage as she smoothed the edges of her outfit. Mercedes sat next to her in Tina's car putting the finishing touches on Rachel's hair.

"Alright, turn around." Rachel shifted in her seat and Mercedes pulled out hot red lipstick. She blinked but let Mercedes put it on her. Earlier, she fought with her over the eye makeup and Mercedes held her down and threatened to draw on her face with sharpie. Tina pulled up to the front of Finn's house and Rachel froze.

"C'mon Rach, get out there!" Mercedes pushed her. Rachel pushed against the door,

"No, I can't do this; there is no way I can-!" Mercedes wrestled her over and opened her door, before shoving her out. Instantly, there was a hush over the conversations outside as she turned and glared at Tina and Mercedes as they smiled, waved and left her standing outside. Turning again, Rachel let out a deep breath. Mercedes had made the outfit especially for her, probably as an apology for the rumor last week. She had wondered briefly how she had her measurements but realized that Mercedes had taken them when she had created other costumes. Rachel wore a satin black dress that had a low neckline that almost reached the end of her sternum and thin straps. The bottom of the dress had a slit up to her hip and had a silk red trim. Her hair was up in a side bun with a fire red flower tucked away. She looked like a Spanish flamenco dancer minus the ruffles. Her black heels clicked on the concrete as she strode up to the door, her head held high as all the other people stopped and stared. Mike Chang smiled at her and waved hello, she almost didn't recognize him with his hair slicked back and his Dracula look going on. Rachel smiled and waved back before entering the house. She was almost instantly intercepted by Quinn who looked her up and down and a smirk graced her lips,

"Okay, home wrecker; I want you to stay away from Finn tonight. I don't care who you slut up tonight, but if you try to with Finn, I will end you." Quinn gave her one more look before sauntering off in her Dallas Cheerleader uniform. Rachel let the breath out she had been holding and walked into the next room. Finn sat on the couch with Puck and Matt Rutherford laughing with red cups in their hands. Finn had his jeans pulled up above his belly button, his button down shirt tucked in and red suspenders firmly holding the snug jeans in place. Matt was dressed in a tux and had a martini glass in his hand. Puck was wearing a simple white t shirt, jeans, a leather jacket and converse. Finn glanced up at Rachel and his jaw dropped. Rachel felt herself blush and smile as the other two boys followed suit.

"Jeez, Rach, it's just a Halloween party, you didn't have to go all out." Finn smiled at her as he stood and gave her a hug. He was a little tipsy and reeked of beer. She laughed and pulled away before she got drunk off of his fumes,

"Well, Mercedes wanted to make it up to me for accidentally spreading that rumor around. So, she made me this." Rachel stepped back and spun around quickly letting the bottom of the dress fan out and whip around her legs. She stopped and pointed to Matt,

"You must be the infamous James Bond I've heard so much about. And…Puck is either a Greaser or a rockstar, I can't quite figure out which." She smiled at the boys, her new found confidence even surprising her. Matt nodded excitedly as she got his costume right and Puck gave a little half grin,

"Definitely Greaser." She smiled back at him and Finn came up to her with a red cup in his hand.

"Here you go; one drink for the salsa dancer." He was actually really funny when he was inebriated. Rachel took a sip of the drink and blanched at the taste. She had never really drunk alcohol except for wine with dinner, with her dad's of course. She swept over to Puck and sat in Finn's spot as he wandered off to go mingle. Puck laughed at her as she took another drink and made a face before setting the cup down.

"Not much of a drinker." He mumbled at her. He, too, reeked of alcohol but seemed to still have his wits about him. How much longer, Rachel didn't know.

"Not unless it's a good red wine with dinner." She answered with a smirk. Matt snickered at her before standing up and holding his hand out to her,

"C'mon, let's dance." He threw out his best Sean Connery accent and handed Puck his martini glass. Puck looked like he was going to punch Matt in the face as Rachel took his hand and he pulled her up and swept her into another room where a heavy beat was playing. Matt twisted her around and they started to sway and dance to the music that was playing. Sure, Rachel had danced like this before, but usually it was by herself in her room when her dads weren't home. But now, there was people everywhere and no sense of personal space. Matt had moved behind her and was swaying back and forth, his hands on her hips as they danced to the heavy hip hop song. Rachel's feet started to ache and Matt had left her to dance with Brittany who was dressed as a dead cheerleader. Rachel stopped and went to go back to the couch, but a pair of hands grabbed her waist and pulled her back. She was about to jerk away and freak out on the person until she heard,

"Relax, Berry, I won't bite." The humor in Puck's voice slightly unnerved Rachel but she stayed where she was. His hips swayed against hers as his hand splayed out against her stomach holding her in place but being dangerously close to a part of her that she really didn't want him near in public. Wait, what? No, she didn't want him near there ever…right? His breath brushed against her skin as they continued to dance and he nuzzled her neck. Now she was freaked out, pulling away she smiled at him and whispered in his ear that her feet hurt before going back to the couch. Finn sat in a big lazy boy as Quinn was perched on his lap. Mike was videotaping them with a camcorder and Finn looked passed him and smiled at her. Rachel smiled back before sitting down and crossing her legs. Santana marched up to her in her Go-Go dancer outfit and looked pointedly down her nose,

"Stay away from Puck. He's mine!" She drunkenly slurred out,

"I'm pretty sure he stopped being yours when you broke up with him." Rachel fired back before standing and sauntering away and going into the kitchen. As she walked in a bunch of football players looked at her and blinked,

"You wanna do a SOCO shot?" One of them asked. Rachel had no idea what a SOCO shot was so she nodded and was handed a shot glass filled with amber liquid. They clinked the glasses together and threw their heads back; Rachel followed suit and almost toppled over from the burn and rush of alcohol into her system. She didn't think she was that much of a light weight. The boys filled the shot glasses again and went again. Rachel stared at hers before deciding what the hell and tipping it back into her mouth. She swayed and felt her head swim in the alcohol. What the hell was SOCO? She turned, looking for a glass that said SOCO but instead found a bottle of Southern Comfort; it was 100 proof alcohol. She swallowed again and tried to get the burn to go away. She needed to sit down. Stumbling back out into the living area, she noticed Puck was sitting on the couch with Matt and Mike was still videotaping Finn and Quinn. What did he see in her really? Sure, she was popular and pretty but she was an evil bitch. Rachel felt the urge to make him wish he was with her. It had to be the alcohol talking. Stumbling over to Puck, she noticed he was also glaring at the happy couple. Rachel saw Finn look at her again and smile and wave, before Quinn grabbed his hand and forced it down with a glare. Rachel looked at Puck who leaned back and glanced at her. She didn't know why, but all of a sudden, her body was moving without her minds consent. She swung her hips over his legs and slid up onto the couch, closing the space between them. Puck looked briefly shocked before taking her hips in his hands and holding her in place. She was really going to do this. Puck was rubbing his thumbs up and down and his pink tongue flicked out to wet his lips. He was looking at her with those intense hazel eyes, even though they were darkened by lust and alcohol. She saw Finn practically shove Quinn off of him as he went to stand up and look at her. Rachel stared at Puck before hungrily lowering her lips to his.

Le Gasp! Cliffhanger! I'll get the next chapter up later tonight or maybe tomorrow depending on how fast I can type. ^_^ R & R Please!