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A/N: This is a prologue and my first attempt at a multi-chapter story! Please read and review, they are very much appreciated! Oh and for this story, there is an established P/R friendship.

When she was little, music was the only life she had. While other little girls dreamt of being princesses and riding their pink ponies into the cotton candy clouds, she was dreaming of her name shinging with the bright lights of New York City and flowers being tossed upon the stage as she was given a standing ovation. Friendships and relationships were foriegn to her, and she suffered for it all through high school, but she knew that one day her dreams would come true becuase she's always been a bit selfish.

Rachel Berry wins a lot of things. She wins trophies and awards and competitions, but she never seemed to win his heart, not completely anyways.

There in the Glee room when it happens. He's going on and on about how his date with Lauren had went and how she's a bitch most of the time but she's right for him and a ring is being saved in his sock drawer. Usually, pretending to be happy for him works so much better.

"Earth to Berry," he says waving a hand in front of her face as his turns contorts into an expression of anger. "You know you could at least show you give a shit when i'm trying to tell you about my life plan. "

"I- thats really great, Noah." That look is back again, the one where it looks like he has something to say but is afraid to let it out. "WHAT?"

"Are you like, in love with me or something?" he asks and all she can think is how finally she'll get a chance to tell him. In her head she'll say yes and he'll kiss her and he'll be the one throwing flowers on her stage and be the first one standing in the crowds when she wows the audience.

It's all very simple really, and so, so perfect. So she tells him no, and for a lie that slips so easily past her lips has never left such an awful taste in her mouth. His eyes speak for himself, he's calling her bullshit and she doesn't care one bit. She used to think that Puck was just this awful persona and the real him, the Noah, would only come out when she was around. Then she would think back over the year and see how Puck was a person of the past, and no matter how much she despised Lauren, she had made Noah permanent.

Her fathers used to tell her, 'when you really love someone, seeing them happy is what makes you the happiest whether your the person that does that or not' and it never really made sense. She's always been selfish, giving up Noah was probably the most unselfish thing she could do.

It all sort of makes sense now.

Things get really awkward after that and they barely speak on graduation day. She doesn't congratulate him on his soon-to-be engagment and he only mumbles praise for her full ride to Julliard. She keeps up with him through facebook and Santana, Finn, or Kurt when they mention seeing him around when they fly back to Lima. Months and months pass and she rarely thinks of him. Her tears have been long dried and the pain in her heart has subsided greatly.

That doesn't stop her heart from skipping when she gets home from her singing workshop to see she has recieved an email from him.

To: Rachel Berry; Finn Hudson; Brittany Pierce; Santana Lopez; Artie Abrams; Tina Cohen-Chang; Mike Chang; Sam Evans; Quinn Fabray; Kurt Hummel; Blaine Anderson; Mercedes Jones;

Me and Zizes are having an engagment party June 5th. See you fucktards there.

Noah

It's a mass email. It's a mass email to his engagment party and there's not way in hell she's going.

Well, she wasn't planning on going.

But someone she finds herself on a plane smushed between Santana and Kurt as she prepares to sing her swan song becuase there's no way she'll be able to survive this.