Author Note: Thanks for the reviews! This chapter has an Emma/Kurt friendship cos I just love them both, and Wemma, Artina and Quick. Sorry for the late update! I promise I'll finish this before the episode airs!

"Kurt,are you sure this isn't a little...over the top?" Emma looked at herself in the mirror. Maybe letting Kurt do her make up was a mistake. Was it even legal to let a student into your apartment? Well, he was an ex student, she sighed as Kurt stood up.

"Nonsense, Miss P! You look great!" he grinned as she turned around to look at the back of her hair which Kurt had also done. It was curled lightly and it hung loosely around her face. Kurt had covered it in hairspray.

"Are you sure?" she asked looking at her reflection again. She was 32. Was she dressing like a teenager? This was Kurt after all.

"I'm positive. A Kurt Hummel never fails, Miss." he grinned. Emma nodded. She had to be confident. Maybe this prom would be better. Of course it would be, she was a teacher after all.

"So, Miss P, how are you getting there?" Kurt asked while he began to unplug Emma's curlers and put them on the cooling mat.

"I'm going in my car."

"Okay then."

"Why do you ask?"

"I thought you'd be getting a lift from Mr Schue or something." he flashed a smile while Emma raised her eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I was just thinking since Dr Howell isn't here and..."

Emma sighed. "I don't think it would be appropriate for me to discuss that with you Kurt."

"Miss P, you aren't my teacher any more. Consider me as a friend. Someone you can talk to."

"I'm not sure that is a good idea." Emma muttered under her breath.

"I might be able to help. I mean, I know you are a guidance counsellor and everything, but you need to follow your own advice."

"What do you mean by that exactly?" She asked curiously. Kurt began to speak.

"Well, you always give us advice on things, but you don't seem to do it yourself. Like you always say 'talk to him about it' and stuff, but in actual fact, you never seem to talk to Mr Schuester about your feelings for him. You keep in quiet. And I don't mean to be offensive or anything, but look. Mr Schue got you tied into two failed marriages with coach tanaka and Doctor Howell." Emma's mouth opened wide after Kurt finished his speech. He was so right.

"You. You're right." she managed to stammer while Kurt smiled.

"Maybe it's time for me to give you some advice, eh Miss Pillsbury? Or since we're friends now, I can call you Emma?" Emma was shocked by his forwardness but let him continue.

"Okay, I guess."

"Well, you love Mr Schue don't you? Why are you scared?"

"He cheated on me Kurt."

"But do you still love him?"

"Yes, but I'm scared he will cheat on me, hurt me again." she whispered. She couldn't cry, not here. Not in front of Kurt.

"I don't think he will Miss P. Sure, Mr Schue can sometimes be the dumbest teacher to walk the planet, but I know how much he loves you Miss P."

"What do you mean exactly?"

"The Schue Emo period."

"I'm sorry?"

"Around the time you got married to Mr Howell, he got really depressed. I mean really really depressed. I've never seen him like that in my life. Trust me, Mr Schue is like always hyper all the time. But then, that was really bad. He made us perform angst love songs, and I didn't very much enjoy his choice of work wear either. He always seemed to have bloodshot eyes, as if he was going to start crying any moment."

Emma's eyes widened. So this had been why Will was avoiding her. She had really done something like that to him.

"Although he was dating Miss Holiday, I was told by Finn that Mr Schue still has the hots for you. Apparently, he drunk dialled Miss Sylvester but it was intended for you ? Sounds classy."

"That was a bit embarassing." she admitted as she began to stand up from the bed.

"Oh Kurt, would you look at the time! It's almost time for me to go!" Kurt got up and grinned.

"Have a great time Miss P, I mean Emma." he smirked as Emma grabbed her coat and car keys from the side.

"Would you like me to drop you off home?" she asked and Kurt smiled.

"No it's okay. I'll walk. I don't want to delay you!" They walked down the stairs together and got to the front door.

"Bye Kurt." Emma smiled stepping out of the door to lock it.

"I hope you have a great time!" he replied, grinning. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He pulled it out of his pocket and scanned it quickly. "Ooh, it's from Blaine. He said he wants to meet me later. Guess I should be off."

Emma waved as Kurt turned to walk down the street. Now, it was time, she smiled to herself as she opened the door of her car.

-X-

"Have you got it?" asked Sam as Puck lifted up his hand to show the bottle of vodka in his hand.

"Yes, of course I have it." He rolled his eyes. "Artie's mum was making the punch. He just needs to bring it for us so I can put this in."

"I wonder where he is, the prom starts soon!" Mike whined as Sam shrugged.

"He said he'd be here soon. He text me."

"Sorry I'm late guys!" A voice from the other end of the corridor said. It was Artie. He had punch in his hand and Lauren Zizes was rolling him.

"Why didn't you tell me Puckerman? I wanted in."

"This is why I find her so hot." he smirked as he passed her the vodka bottle. She opened it and tipped some in.

"This will be really fun." Sam licked his lips and the rest of them nodded.

"I wanna be Mr Schue drunk. You know from that drunk dial thing? That would be so fricken hilarous." Puck grinned. Finn laughed.

"We were all sat in there like what the hell when that was playing haha."

"So, come on, let's go and take in there before anyone notices we're gone." Mike said. They all began to walk to the Gym making sure no one saw.

"Artie, Lauren you go in first. We don't want to make it look suspicious." Finn said and they all nodded. Lauren casually pushed Artie inside.

"Wow." he thought as he looked around at the Gym. It looked amazing. The Gym had been transformed into a magnificent party area. Colourful stars and musical notes hung from the ceiling and lights shined onto the dance floor. His eyes were immediately brought to Tina who was hanging up one of the last stars onto the ceiling. Wow, so this had been her, he thought as she grinned to herself admiring her handiwork.

"Wheels! Focus!" Lauren said under gritted teeth.

"Oh yeah, right." he shook his head as she pushed him to the table. He put it on slowly and smiled.

"Mission accomplished." Lauren smiled as Artie lifted his fist for a fist pound.

-X-

Will walked down the hallway on his way to the gym. Truth be told, he was actually really excited for the prom. More excited than half of the kids probably. He would never grow up, he smiled as he got to the door. He pushed it open and memories flooded back into his head. He had actually become prom king at his prom and Terri had been his queen. Why had such a good moment been ruined he sighed as he saw that the dance floor was packed with students. He couldn't see anything inappropriate going on so he decided to look straight for Emma. What was her dress like, he thought as he began to pass some students dancing very awkwardly.

"HEYY MR SCHUEEEE!" slurred a very drunk Rachel. Obviously Will didn't know that she was drunk.

"Hey Rach, having a good time?" he asked as Rachel smirked.

"It tastes like pink! IT TASTES LIKE PINK!"

"What does?" he asked confused. He was absolutely oblivious.

"This prom is frigging awesome!" she shouted happily while Will just raised an eyebrow and decided to go and look for Emma. It was absolutely packed with students. I could do with a drink, he thought as he saw the drinks table. He managed to push through the students finally managing to get somewhere. Slowly, he took one of the plastic cups and filled it with some punch. He took it and poured about half of the cup down his throat.

This is some nice punch, he thought while licking his lips. He finished the rest of the cup and went to pour some more. He finished the second cup too. Quickly, he felt energy rush through him as if he was hyper. Maybe I'll take one more cup, he grinned to himself as she went to find Emma.

Emma was sat in the corner sipping her first glass of punch. She found the taste interesting. She was not one to drink and didn't realise that it was alcohol. Then she saw Will in the crowd of students.

"Will!" she shouted and finished her cup. "Schuester!" she continued her sentence. Will swung around and waved.

"Em!" he exclaimed and tried to push through the remaining students to get to her. When he finally did, she jumped up and hugged him.

"Hiiii." she giggled excitedly. It was going to be very easy for her to get drunk.

"How are you?" he asked and she hugged him.

"I'm good." she grinned while he was caught off guard. She took another mouthful of her punch and grinned at him.

"Want to dance?" he took out his hand and she took it.

"Yes!" He ran out into the crowd of students with her right into the middle of the dance floor. They began to dance with each other to the fast beat of the music. She looks so amazing and cute, he thought as she twirled around and pulled him closer. Slowly, she began to come closer and bury her face in his neck. Her breathing down his hair was turning him on for sure.
"Let's get another drink." he said taking her by the hand and walking towards the table.

"Okay." she smiled happily as she walked along with him. Emma didn't know how she felt, since she had never felt like this before. Things tonight were certainly going to cloud her judgement.

-X-

Quinn was dancing alone. She felt as if she already had the title of prom queen, since she had a tiara on. She needed to talk to Puck. Miss Pillsbury had told her to, but she didn't know when it was the right 'moment'. Already, Puck had been doing some really inappropriate dancing with Lauren. Maybe he didn't feel the same, maybe the spark had gone. It was Beth's birthday soon and Quinn had been out and bought her some presents with the money she had gotten for her birthday. Some new toys for her to put in her buggy. Shelby had agreed to let her come over – she wanted Quinn to still be involved with the baby. Auntie Quinn did have a ring to it, she thought as she danced on her own.

"Looking for a partner?" a voice said and she looked up. It was Puck.

"Hey." she managed to say quietly. "Sure." He reached out his hand and Quinn took it.

"Where's Lauren?" she asked. Puck probably wouldn't be dancing with her if she was around.

"Lauren's not the type of girl to dance." he replied sadly still swaying with her. "We haven't talked in ages. How are you?"

"I'm okay, what about you?"

"I'm good, I guess." Puck wanted to mention Beth but he wasn't sure how.

"Do you still think about her?" Quinn asked softly. She wanted to know if he remembered.

"Everyday." he nodded slowly. "I haven't forgot it is her birthday either."

"Shelby said we could go around and visit." she whispered. "give her a present and just see her."

"I'd like that." he smiled. This was the Puck that she had always remembered. The one that she had fell in love with. Not the badass. The one who's heart was filled with the intention to be good in the world.

"I bet she's beautiful. Just like you." Puck smiled as Quinn's heart fluttered.

"Maybe she looks like her dad." she began to giggle as Puck raised an eyebrow.

"Our bad ass baby with a Mohawk? She's a girl!"

"Yeah. That doesn't mean she can't look like you."

"Puckerman, get over here!" a voice shouted behind them. It was Lauren who was sipping the punch widly.

"I'll see you later." he whispered and walked off leaving a very shocked Quinn stood on the spot.

A/N: Now the fun begins, lol. We have a drunk Emma, Will and Rachel. I could only imagine what's going to happen in the next chapter! ;D please review even if you have nothing to say. It will make my day. :)