I didn't want to mess up the makeup and clothes that Quinn had helped me achieve to look pretty, so I quickly took a picture of the makeup before bed so I could re-apply it correctly in the morning, and I took off the nice clothes right after she left so I could wear them the next day. I looked down at my stomach; my stomach had a small but noticeable bump. I patted it gently and glided down the stairs to let Jesse back in. When I opened the door, he dropped all four plastic bags of groceries.

"What happened to you?"

"You, you don't like it?" I tucked a stray hair behind my ear as he picked the bags back up and put them on the living room floor and shut the door.

"You're dazzling!" He cupped my chin to examine me further "How did you pull this off?"

"Quinn did."

"Quinn Fabray? As in the girl who hates your guts?"

"She knows, about the baby. I didn't tell her or anything, but with her being pregnant, she just knew, and she said that she promised god that she would help people. People like me."

"Remind me to thank her tomorrow…" He said, putting his hand behind my neck and kissing me passionately.

"Jesse," I pulled away "My dads are pulling in!"

"Oh, yeah. Um, you go to bed, I'll be up in a second!" Jesse was permitted to sleep on my floor, but I slept with my door closed so Jesse could sleep beside me. We obviously didn't have sex or anything; he just wrapped his arms securely around me and sang me to sleep.

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The next morning, I re-applied the makeup perfectly and put the nice clothes back on. And boy did those jeans make my butt look good. Jesse seemed to notice, for a good long while, and I hit him on the shoulder, making him scream "Ouch!" I hopped downstairs, and my father's couldn't stop commenting on the makeover as I ate about ten pancakes for breakfast.

"Rachel, don't you think that you should slow down on those?" My daddy asked as I smothered more pancakes in syrup. I quickly hit him too.

"Watch it, she's really hormonal this morning." Jesse replied, stealing the syrup away from me. I hit him again, which only made us spontaneously lean over and kiss each other, weird I know. "You taste like pancakes!" Jesse smiled

"I wonder why?" I teased, shoving another pancake into my mouth.

/

When I walked into school the next morning, Quinn was waiting for me, she interlocked her arm in mine, then she added on Santana to her right arm, and Brittany quickly added onto my arm. They acted as if we had done this every morning for the past ten years. Brittany was even smiling at me, and complimenting about how soft my skin was, which was a little weird…It was like that scene in Mean Girls when Cady is finally perfect, and she's walking down the hall with Regina and Gretchen and Karen, without the whole falling into a garbage can thing.

"They're looking at you." Quinn leaned over

"More like staring at her uni-brow…" Santana hissed. Quinn stopped and the arms separated.

"She doesn't have a uni-brow JUGS THE CLOWN!" The students walking by said 'oh!' and 'burn!' "Say something like that again, and you're going to be replaced by Rachel, who doesn't have artificial body-parts." Quinn interlocked her arms in mine again, and the three of us walked down the hall to our lockers, leaving a furious and hurt Santana behind.

"Hey Puck!" Santana cooed and followed the strong boy

"Yeah, whatever." He shrugged her off, leaving Santana hurt again. "Rachel, what happened to you?" Puck stared

"Noah, I really don't have time for this-" But of course, he smashed his lips against mine for a moment, and then something that made my stomach fly, my heart pound, my head throb, and adrenaline pump through my veins happened. In the middle of the crowded hallway, Puck got down on one knee, took out a box, and opened it to reveal the most beautiful ring I've ever seen in my life, and he spoke:

"Rachel Berry, will you marry me?" the hallway fell silent, my head started to spin; I looked up to only see people mouthing 'say yes!', but then Jesse. This was the new me, and Jesse had never proposed to me. Why hadn't he? I was going to make him propose!

"Do I have to put it on myself?" I asked, holding out my hand. He slid it on, then kissed me deeply. The crowd cheered and whistled, leaving Santana, once again, hurt and angry. I saw Jesse too, with a few tears in his eyes, stomp off outside. I saw Quinn as well, with a mixed expression on her face. Once the kiss broke, I rushed over to her. "Quinn, I'm sorry I-"

"No, it's just, I mean at one point I wanted that, but I don't want it anymore. That came out wrong…I mean, I loved him, I think some part of me always will, but I just wish that he would have proposed to me so I would say yes, and we could've been a family…"

"I'm so sorry…"

"No…no…I'm-I'm happy for you, I truly am!" She said, brushing a lone tear off of her perfectly clear face "Can I see?" She smiled. I held out my hand and wiggled the finger. "Wait, what about Jesse?"

"You snooze you lose!" I said. I couldn't tell her my plan. Especially after what she just said. You will never forget your first love. Now, I truly don't think that Quinn and Finn were in love, but she and Puck were just Ariel and Prince Eric. I always have Finn on my mind. Even though I loved him before we went on a real date, he was my first true love…I thought to myself. "I have to get to class, so I'll see you at lunch?" I asked. Quinn nodded, and went off to her own class. I however followed Jesse outside to the parking lot. "Jesse!" I jogged over-it is very hard to do in heels.

"I thought that you really loved me this time! See, when we were dating, I knew that you still had feelings for Finn, and I was partially okay with that since you weren't cheating on me with him, but you say yes to Puck, of all people? Why the hell would you do that?"

"Because you didn't have the balls to propose to me. He did. He just showed me how much he truly loves me. Now, he already is in the lead because he's the baby's father and he proposed to me, publicly, with a huge ring…" I said, admiring the square-cut diamond. "Now, if you want me to dump Noah on his skinny ass, you need to go to Jared, do what Puck did, and woo me a million times more, or I marry Noah, and you get kicked out of my house and my heart." Did this popular injection come with a little bit of bitch or what? I thought, feeling terrible. I waited for Jesse to answer. He got into his car, and before he shut the door, he said this:

"And what if that doesn't matter to me anymore?"