I am pretty sure that you guys hate me and I am SO SORRY! This past year has been hell for me and I never had any free time. I have only a week until I go to camp for a month, so let's see what I get done! We are almost there I promise. I have two endings, but not sure which is better. I will try and update often until we finish. Short chapters to come, but at least that is something. As of always I encourage suggestions to benefit us all.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee because if I did Finn would have never forced Rachel to New York and left for the Army. They would totally be married right now and taking New York by storm. I totally cried like a baby when he asked her to surrender with him. But whether its a heart attack or heartbreak, just like on Broadway the show must go on.

ENJOY!


Rachel's Point of View

What was I thinking? Performing a song with Santana is only going to seem like I want to get one over on Quinn and Finn, but I kind of do, don't I? I wasn't needy like Finn had said, but I really want to show him that I was very independent. What the hell do I do? The old Rachel would have performed some sad sob song that expresses heartbreak and all that Santana and Kurt want is for me to pretty much tell Finn and Quinn to, lack for a better word, suck it. Maybe Santana and Kurt were right. I need to show them I am better alone without the drama of Finn getting to me.

Rachel got up and went through her normal morning routine and workout. She showered and got dressed in something Kurt approved and promptly left the house. On her way to school she picked up Santana and their costumes and rode to school as they practiced their duet over and over again despite Santana's objections. By the time they got there they fell witnessed to the awkward Fuinn make-out scene that occurred in front of the school until Santana made a snobby comment and they made their way to the choir room to drop off their costumes and props and quickly talked to Mr. Shue about performing. He agreed obviously without a clue of what their performance was really aimed at. Then they parted and Rachel made her way to her lockers.

She placed all her stuff in her locker except for her Calculus stuff and was about to close it when someone appeared next to her.

"Hey Rach, about this morning, um well I'm sorry if it bothered you."

"Finn, of course not." Rachel closed her locker and began to leave, but Finn followed her.

"Look I'm really trying to not make this awkward-"

"I'm not the same sad, pathetic, Needy girl I once was. I have since matured. Nothing you do with Quinn or whoever can bother me. I let go of all the childish dreams, where the hot jocky quarterback would sweep me off my feet and promise to never let me go and we'd ride away in the sunset. I learned the hard way that only results in heartbreak."

"You were the one who-" I can't believe him. It's the same argument all the time and I'm tired of it.

"Finn must we do this again. I hurt you I get it and I'm sorry, but get over it already. I have."

"Really, who got over it? If you are so over me why are you re-updating-"

"reinventing"

"-whatever, reinventing yourself? All you are trying to do is make me jealous by wearing shorter skirts and 's Britney Spears all over again. I thought we were friends again? " Rachel stopped walking and faced him.

"Do you really think I'm that low? Newsflash Finn, my life does not and I repeat does not revolve around you. You are the one who clearly isn't over me if all you think I do is always about you. Have you noticed that ever since I've changed, I haven't been slushied or left the room crying. It's because now I stand up for myself. I don't place my faith in the wrong person to protect me. I do it myself and that's a lot more I can say than when I was dating you." Finn looked hurt, but it wasn't up to me to protect him. He was supposed to protect me, but failed.

"Look Finn, it's time you got over me. I'm done with always being the second choice and then just kicked to the curved. I'm done with the tears, and nightmares. I thought we could be friends, but you don't understand the meaning of a friend if all you do is try and make me hate myself more than I already do, well did. Maybe it's better this way. I'm stronger and all I want to do is live my life and be who I am. Just pay attention during Glee club today."

With that Rachel left and made her way to class. She just couldn't get her mind of of Finn and what went down. Was she really over him? She sure told everyone that, but was she? Before she knew it, it was time for Glee club and she ran to the locker room where Santana and the Cheerios were ready and just awaiting her.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, I lost track of time and forgot to ask permission to leave early."

"Rachel, why are you crying." Rachel didn't even notice the tears until Santana's comment.

"No reason, We are going to be late until my incompetence."

"Don't stress it. Girls we need help." All the girls centered around Rachel and were very nice while helping her get ready. Soon her hair was done and make up applied and she was all dressed and ready.

"Let's go chicas." Everyone followed Santana and made their way to the choir room.

Santana texted Brittany who was inside to give the cue to Mr. Shue.

"Okay guys, today Rachel and Santana have a special treat for you. Girls."

The music began playing and the girls entered from both sides with the cheerios following them.

Rachel/ Santana/ All

Hot and dangerous
If you're one of us, then roll with us
'Cause we make the hipsters fall in love
And we've got our hot-pants on and up
And yes of course we does, we running this town just like a club
And no, you don't wanna mess with us
Got Jesus on my necklace

Rachel made her way to the middle of the choir room.

I've got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexyfied
So let's go-o-o (Let's go!)

They all moved in sync with Rachel and Santana leading.

Tonight we're going har har-har ha-ha-hard
Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours
We're tearin' it apart part-part pa-pa-part
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!
We're dancing like we're dum dum-dum dum-dum-dumb
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb
We'll be forever youn youn-youn youn-youn-young
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!

DJ turn it up
It's about damn time to live it up
I'm so sick of being so serious
It's making my brain delirious!
I'm just talkin' truth

I'm telling you 'bout the stuff we do
We're sellin' our clothes, sleepin' in cars
Dressin' it down, hittin' on dudes (HARD!)

I've got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexyfied
So let's go-o-o (Let's go!)

Tonight we're going har har-har ha-ha-hard
Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours
We're tearin' it apart part-part pa-pa-part
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!
We're dancing like we're dum dum-dum-dum-dum-dumb
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb
We'll be forever youn youn-youn youn-youn-young
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!

DJ turn it up (up up up up up up)
DJ turn it up (up up up up up up)
DJ turn it up (up up up up up up)
DJ turn it up (up up up up up up uuuup)

Tonight we're going har har-har ha-ha-hard
Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours
We're tearin' it apart part-part pa-pa-part
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!
We're dancing like we're dum dum-dum dum-dum-dumb
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb
We'll be forever youn youn-youn youn-youn-young
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!

Everyone applauded. The girls were given a standing ovation. Rachel's smile only intensified. Then without warning Finn jumped down from his seat and made his way towards Rachel. He quickly grabbed her chin and kissed her fiercely. Finn looked down at Rachel and smiled.

"You're right Rach, I'm not over you."

No one made a sound, that was until Quinn screamed and charged towards Rachel of course.


CLIFFHANGER! So like I said we are almost there, I really missed writing this story. I hope you guys enjoyed reading and of course leave suggestions if any. I plan on writing some tomorrow if I can.

Hearts and Kisses and apologies,

Starr

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