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Chapter Two – Preperations

I called up Rachel after seeing her at the grocery store that day. I had forgotten to ask her where she wanted to go. I need to know whether to dress nice, or, you know, really nice (like tux or suit nice). I was so happy to hear her voice again.

The whole time I was in Indiana, I missed her. Of course I had a few girlfriends through the few years, but I honestly didn't feel the same way about them as I felt about Rachel. I felt sort of protective of her, like if I didn't have her she could get harmed. But I wasn't a crazy stalker. This was seriously the first time in those four years we had talked.

After I found out that Puck was the father of Quinn's baby, and not me (as Quinn had first said), I lost all the love I ever had for Quinn. Sure, we were friends, but we could never be together again. She had hurt me deeply. I'm glad I found out though, because say she told me after the baby was born, or even after she was ten years old. I would have been hurt more, since I would have time to bond with her. Before all this though, I truly loved Quinn. After the fiasco, I turned to Rachel for support. She was really the only person I could confide in at the time. And over the years, it turned into more than friendship. Senior year was the year where Rachel and I were finally together. I swear, that was the happiest I've ever been.

Then came the time I was sad but extremely happy at the same time. When I got my acceptance letter to Notre Dame. I had originally wanted to stay closer to Rachel, but I couldn't pass up the offer of this. I broke up with her, about two weeks before graduation, when I first got the letter. I told her why I broke things off with her, and she understood. That made me feel slightly better, but I couldn't help feeling that I'm just leaving everything behind.

Anyways, enough with my history. I'm so glad I ran into her. I really want to get things back the way it was for us. But I really should take it slowly. I don't want to screw things up. When I called up her house, she wasn't there. Instead, Tina answered. It was nice to talk to her after so long. We began with some casual talk, you know, like, "How are things going?" and all that jazz. Then, all of a sudden, I found myself spilling everything to her.

"Tina, I just feel so pathetic! I never let go of Rachel all these years. Since graduation. I feel so horrible for leaving everything we had back then behind," I moaned to her.

"Finn, everything is going to be fine. Just don't screw things up tonight, and I bet it will be smooth sailing. You can count on me to work some magic," she replied with a giggle. "Oh, shoot, Rachel just pulled up in the driveway. I should go."

"Okay, no problem. Thanks so much." Click.

I sat there for a minute or two, composing myself and reassuring myself, so happy that things were going right again.

xxx

"Come on, get up. We're going shopping." This command was what I woke up to this morning. I tumbled around in a daze, as Tina shook me.

"Aw, but Tina, I was having the best dream. Finn came back after all these years, and we were going out to dinner and –"

"I know. It's not a dream, smart one," Tina explained. "Come on, get out of bed already! Just because we don't work until noon doesn't mean that you have permission to lie in bed all day." I sat up in bed and stretched, and fixed my hair a bit. Tina looked over at my alarm clock. "It's already eight in the morning. We need to get out of here, other wise we won't have enough time."

"Time for what?" I was still in a sleepy daze, and not much made sense to me at the moment.

"We're going shopping. You and Finn are going to La Fondue tonight, and I thought you could use something new to wear. God knows you haven't been any where dressed really nice since Puck and Quinn's wedding three years ago."

I stumbled out of bed and threw on some decent clothes. Tina and I jumped in her car, and headed to downtown. She dragged me into a tiny store called Bella Boutique.

When I first heard we were going there, little bells went off in the back of my head. This place seemed familiar, but I don't know how. I certainly hadn't been here before, though.

"I called ahead and had something picked out for you," she tells me as we walked through the doors.

"But what if I don't like it? What if it doesn't fit?" I began to panic a bit. Shopping in these higher end stores and boutiques made me uneasy. I prefer my Target, Old Navy, and Sears.

"Oh, I know you'll like it. I'm positive," she continued, while we were waiting for an assistant.

"Hello, darlings, how are you today?" One of the women who worked at the shop approached us. "You must be Tina and Rachel, here to pick up your dress? Come this way, and I'll get the dress for you. My name is Giselle, and I'll be helping you today.

Giselle took us towards the back of the store. She walked into the fitting rooms, and came back with a dress, but not just any dress.

It was exactly the same dress as the one I wore at our first ever sectionals in glee club. The simple, sleeveless, black dress with the wide fuchsia ribbon tied around the waist. Tina knew that it was my most favorite dress I've ever worn, and I was sad to hear that I couldn't keep it after sectionals.

"Oh…my…god…" I stuttered. "Tina…you did this? It looks exactly like the original. It must have cost a fortune, and taken a long time to find!"

"Eh, it wasn't that hard to find. I called up the Scheuesters, and Emma told me where she ordered them for us." I ran over to her and squeezed her tight.

"Thank you so much, Tina. Tonight is going to change everything."

xxx

I stood there in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie. Tonight, tonight was the night. It would change everything. Basically, it would tell me if I could be happy in life, or moping around, knowing that I screwed everything up with Rachel. No, I can't let that happen. I just can't.

I was still standing there, looking in the mirror. I had on some nice black slacks, a black long sleeved dress shirt, and, thanks to Tina's advice, a fuchsia tie. I didn't ask why, but I trusted her. My outfit brought back memories of glee club. Our outfits usually looked similar to this. Heck, I looked exactly the same. I hope Rachel doesn't come to the conclusion that I am living in the past, though.

But, that day of sectionals was one I wish I could forget, but I know I never will. It was right after I heard the baby wasn't mine, and I couldn't stand being near Puck and Quinn. But I did it for Mr. Scue and Rachel, and we all pulled it off without a hitch.

I looked down at my watch and realized it was time to leave, and time to stop reminiscing. I turned off all the lights and locked up my apartment. As I started up the car, I prayed that everything would go alright. I turned the radio on as I drove out, and my all time favorite song, "I Gotta Feeling" by the Black Eyed Peas, came on. I thought it was a good sign.

xxx

I arrived at the restraint and got seated right away. I was looking at the menu when I heard someone approaching. I looked up, and smiled what was possibly the biggest smile in five years.