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Updates: Every Sunday Chapters: 20-30 (tentative) Main Characters: Rachel & Jesse Location: New York, New York Time: Senior Year; October Rated: Mature
Long Bio:
It is hard to be so talented, in a place that doesn't understand the complete and utter strength that it takes to walk every day down halls that hand you slushies in the face, and if you are lucky it isn't followed up by a bucket of feathers to stick on your once supple/now sticky face. It is hard but Rachel Berry loved glee so much that she would endure the hate crimes and fight for the new directions; that is exactly what she was doing that night. Having gotten together with Jesse, the girl had planned to have an extravagant performance for Lima to get as much money as possible for the club for funds that needed to be resupplied but had yet to be awarded to them and instead to the Cheerios. What Rachel, and Jesse, would have never guessed, is that their lives would have been turned upside down from one man who had walked into their theatre as a duet was harmonized between the two of them. Will our two stars find themselves in the gold studded lights of Broadway, or will the town of New York suck both of them in..? First she has to say Bon Voyage to a club that has been there for her since the begining.
Prologue Excerpt:
Looking down at the stacks of hundreds that still needed to be folded, "Oh Jesse, I don't know…?" the sound of her voice trailed off at the syllables following her questioning tone. There was a hint of hesitation to the diva's voice as she looked from the work that needed to be done to the action that her body was so driven to do. He couldn't bribe her with a duet, could he..? Jesse couldn't be that devious. "I have all this stuff to do," she pulled her hair over her shoulder, running the soft of her fingers through the curls that danced around her angelic face—which was twisted into a confused air that lingered in her eyes and lips—but her words continued to fall, "These papers need to be folded and I don't see you helping me."
A light scoff, and Jesse had her arm, pulling her from around the table and closer to the stage, "Oh Rachel, don't give me that." He chuckled, "I know you want to perform this."
Pouting Rachel pulled at her arm, "But Jesse!" She whined lightly, the back of his perfect curled hair was the only thing she could see as he spun on his heels to pull her—gently of course—in a ruse to make her want to sing.
"Really." He turned, an amused smile lingering on his upturned lips. Her heart softened as Rachel watched him look her over, "Rachel don't tell me you would rather stand and fold countless pieces of paper, instead of singing. That isn't the Rachel that I know."
Jesse was right, the longing to sing was nearly overpowering the need to finish what she had promised to the fellow members in glee. "Once…?"
"One time"
There was a small pause as Rachel thought everything through, "Then I can get back to the folding,"
"Yes."
"And I won't be bothered at all."
His grin widened, "Well I can't promise that one, but I can promise that you will missing a wonderful opportunity if you decide to skip out on a duet with Jesse St. James."
Rachel's face fell into a smile and she laughed shaking her head and rolling her eyes, "Okay okay! Let's go."