A/N: Thank you all so much for the positive feedback! You have no idea how much it means to me! I forgot how much I loved replying to reviews and stuff! Thanks for everything and I apologize for such a filler type of chapter!

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The four teens walked out of the Hudson apartment and walked towards Rachel's. Rachel was unusually quiet and this didn't go unnoticed by the guys.

"Rach, are you okay?" Finn asked with his eyebrows wrinkling in concern.

Rachel bit her lip as she put the key into the lock. They all waited for her to respond and continue opening the door. She tried to cover her face with her Cincinnati Red's baseball cap more, "I just don't think this will work."

She pushed the door open and they followed her in.

Mike asked as they all kicked off their shoes, "Why not?"

She shrugged, "It's kind of like trying to make Noah look like a decent girl."

"That was one time!"

Mike patted Puck's back as Finn laughed. Rachel rolled her eyes, "Besides, what's the point? They already think I'm some sort of freak or lesbian or whatever they call me now."

"Nothing wrong with getting some lesbian action on," Puck commented as they walked passed the living room that had several photos of Rachel at her different sporting events. She shoved him before leading them towards her room.

She sighed and opened the door, revealing the trophies she won with her various sports teams, awards that were labeled with titles like "most aggressive" or "best defensive player," posters of famous athletes, and pictures of her and the boys.

Rachel plopped on her bed as Mike shrugged at her, "You never know, this could be a good thing. Just be yourself." He gave her a reassuring smile, "No matter what, we'll always be your bros."

She smiled back with a small nod.

"So... this list says to make sure you wear different clothes," Finn said as he examined the list. He shrugged, "Why don't we check your clothes to see if you have stuff those other girls wear?"

Rachel just watched the boys from her seat on her bed as they looked through her closet. All three boys stared at the clothes with puzzled expressions.

"Why did they ask us to help? We're dudes." Puck moved the hangers back and forth, pushing her jerseys and hoodies to the other side. "Your dad's gay and Carole's a chick. They should help you."

"Do you have any other clothes besides these?" Mike asked. All that they saw in the closet were basically jerseys, sweatshirts, jackets, and shirts. On the shelves were her hats, beanies, shorts, and sweats.

"Check the dresser," Rachel offered as she pointed to it.

Mike opened the first drawer and quickly closed it. Finn's eyebrow lifted in curiosity as he walked towards the dresser and peeked as well. A light tint of pink reached his cheeks as he turned away. Rachel looked up at them with squinted eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Whoa, my little Jewish-American princess. I didn't know you wore bras." Puck picked one up and put it up against his own chest.

The heat immediately rushed to Rachel's face and she got up and grabbed the bra from his hands. She closed the drawer. "Okay," she said quickly. "That's enough. I don't need you guys looking at my um... Clothes anymore. I don't have anything to work with."

Finn sat down on her bed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Why don't we just try to improvise? Take your hat off and try to fix your hair."

Rachel took off her hat, exposing the frizzy hair that hung out of her low ponytail.

"Geez, you should really brush your hair." Puck laughed, "Did you get electrocuted or something?"

She whipped her head towards him and threw daggers with her eyes, "I wouldn't be talking if I were you, especially with that dead skunk on your head."

Finn and Mike sniggered, and Rachel stood up to grab a brush for her hair.

"Hey, chicks dig this," He replied cooly as he ran a hand over his mohawk. "Something to grab onto."

They all chose to ignore him. Mike leaned on her dresser and Finn watched as she tried to tame her brown unruly hair. "Wow, I haven't seen you with nothing on your head in a really long time."

After he commented he looked down at the list and back up at her, "Try losing the hoodie."

"I don't think that would help," Rachel started as she put her brush down. Mike put his hand on her shoulder, "It might. Come on, we're trying to help you."

"But-"

"Just do it," Puck said as he grabbed the football on the ground next to her dresser. He reminded her, "We're your bros, we're not gonna seriously make fun of you or do anything."

She look at Finn for approval. When he nodded with a small smile, she sighed and took it off, leaving her in a white ribbed tank top and sweats. "Now what?"

"That was a big change if you ask me," Puck said, not really looking at her as he continued to toss the football in the air.

"Why don't we go to the mall?" Mike suggested and she smiled at him with a nod.

"Where do girls shop?" Puck asked as he parked the car. They got out of the car and turned expectantly towards Rachel. She lamely offered a shrug as they walked towards the entrance of the mall.

Finn looked at the girls as they walked by them.

"Now isn't the time for us to check out girls," Mike joked as they continued to look around the mall.

Finn shook his head, "I was looking at their bags. Why don't we go where they went?"

When they walked into the store, they were quickly overwhelmed by all the clothes and women inside. Puck groaned, "Why are we here..."

Rachel bit her lip as she looked around, the boys following her every step. "I don't know what to buy. Can you guys pick out what you think is pretty?"

The three boys looked at each other with raised eyebrows as they mouthed 'pretty?'. The boys separated and looked for things. Within a couple of minutes they each found one item for her to try on.

Finn smiled as he handed her a flannel, "You can match me."

She grinned and accepted it. Mike handed her a bright blue v-neck and Puck turned towards her and handed her a pleather leggings, "Here."

Rachel looked at the clothes before walking towards the fitting room. The three boys trailed behind her and settled on the couch nearby.

"How many?" The worker asked without looking at her. Rachel was surprised by his flutey voice.

"Three."

Her eyes roamed over his sleek and slender figure before he turned around to face her.

"Oh my." He nearly dropped the card with the number 3 on the ground in shock. He blinked at her appearance and clothes before ushering her to a room. He asked carefully, "So what are you shopping for today?"

Rachel bowed her head in embarrassment. Her voice was quiet, "Just looking."

The boy eyed her suspiciously and Rachel sighed when she looked up at him. She tried to find the right words as she tilted her head towards Puck, Finn, and Mike, "My friends are trying to help me find my feminine side."

His eyebrow quirked, "Like a makeover?"

"I guess so." Rachel nodded slightly with her voice quiet.

He stopped walking and his thin lips curved into a sly smile, "I love makeovers. Please let me help you."

"It's fine." She shifted uncomfortably, "My friends are helping me, but thank you."

He rolled his eyes. "Do you really think that those guys can help you?"

"You're a guy-" Rachel started and he scoffed.

"Please." He paused, "What's your name?"

"Rachel," She said cautiously and he nodded with a smile. He took the clothes from her and walked back towards the counter he first met her at.

He hung them on the rack and Rachel followed him with a confused look. "But my clothes-"

"Rachel, sweetie." He laughed lightly, "I assure you I can help you find better clothes than those three can. I live for makeovers."

She chewed on her bottom lip. "I don't even know who you are."

He extended his arm and quickly introduced himself, "Kurt Hummel, pleased to meet you. Now please. I get off in like five minutes."

She sighed and caught Finn's attention, "Look, Kurt. I'm really flattered that you want to help me but-"

"Rach, is something wrong?" Finn asked as his eyes bounced from the pale boy to his friend. "We can just go to another store if he's giving you trouble."

Puck and Mike walked towards them, already tired of waiting on the couch.

"No trouble," Kurt smiled at Finn. "Just telling Rachel here that I can help with her makeover."

Puck handed Kurt the checklist Carole and Hiram made, "Thank the Lord. We'll see you later, Rach."

"Puck!" Finn glared at him before turning to Rachel, "Do you want him to help you?"

Rachel finally decided to give in, "I suppose I do. He seems to really want to help me."

The three boys looked at each other before Mike turned to Kurt, "How long will this take?"

"Not too long," He answered. "If she cooperates."

Puck pumped his fist into the air, "Sweet. Let's go check out some games and hit the food court or something."

Rachel sighed at that. She wished she could join them instead of doing this. Finn looked down at her and smiled sympathetically, "Call us if you need us."

She nodded with a sad smile. He flashed another smile at her before heading out of the store with Puck and Mike. Rachel sighed once more as she watched her friends leave.

Kurt finally unfolded the list and let his eyes scan the words on the paper. He nodded with approval, "We can certainly do this and more."

"And more?" Rachel asked with wide eyes.

A/N: Yay! Time for a makeover! Let's see how that goes hehe :). Hope you enjoyed it!