A/N: Thank you so much everyone! This chapter should be a bit longer than the other two, but that doesn't necessarily mean it's better. Enjoy nonetheless though! And special thanks to loveisjustasmileaway aka Lola! :)

"Kurt! This makes me look like a hooker!"

"A sophisticated, sexy hooker!" He corrected with a point of his finger.

It's been about a little over thirty-five minutes and Kurt has already done so much damage to the mall. It seemed like he knew exactly what she needed the moment they started. Surprisingly to them both, they clicked. Once Rachel got over the fact that she was getting a makeover from a stranger and Kurt realized she wasn't just some project to do but an actual person who needed help, it was easy to have a good time.

Kurt Hummel just graduated from high school, but he didn't get into the school he wanted so he was taking a break until he figured things out. She explained her situation to Kurt and though he didn't fully understand it, he didn't question it. While picking clothes and trying them on, Rachel and Kurt exchanged questions and small chat to get to know each other better.

While her lack of fashion sense is beyond Kurt, he truly did enjoy the feistiness of the brunette and fed off of her stubborn attitude. And although he would never understand sports the way she did, Rachel was intrigued by all of the new things he was introducing to her to and appreciated the company of a new friend. They enjoyed their playful jokes and banter.

"I'm kidding," He said with a roll of his eyes and handed her another skirt.

She whined, "Another skirt? We already bought three. Why can't I keep wearing my sweats?"

"There was a sale," Kurt explained, "And no. Now stop asking about those atrocious sweatpants and try this on."

She smiled at him despite herself and closed the dressing room door. She put it on like he said and stared at herself in the mirror. Her frizzed hair, ribbed tank, and this polka dot skirt. She thought she looked absolutely silly in all these dresses and skirts he made her buy and try on, but he kept complimenting her and gushing over every outfit so she couldn't help but get excited as well.

Kurt talked to her through the door, "You are such a diva. You may not look like one yet, but you've definitely developed the attitude long before you met me."

Rachel snorted and walked out with skirt and Kurt simply nodded with the same smile he's been giving her. She went back into the dressing room with a little laugh and came back out shortly after with her sweatpants back on. She answered her ringing phone as she and Kurt walked out to pay for the new clothes.

"Hello?" She smiled into the phone, "Yeah, I'm actually having a good- I'm not sure-" Rachel rolled her eyes and turned to Kurt, "How long will we be? My friends are asking."

He looked at the list in his hand and back at her, "I can give you a ride home."

Rachel looked hesitant, but before she could open her mouth Kurt nodded, "It's fine. We can get to know each other better."

She agreed and finished talking on the phone before walking up to the counter. After she paid, they walked out of the store. Carrying her bag of clothes and her bag of makeup in the same hand.

"Do you normally take strangers out for makeovers?"

"Never actually. There's just something about you Rachel. Maybe it's some weird diva connection," He smiles and replies to a text from his boyfriend whom Rachel discovered earlier goes to McKinley High as well. Blaine something. Maybe she'll meet him or see him at school one day.

She followed his lead towards the other end of the mall. She peeked in her bag of clothing as Kurt asked her his own question, "So, which one is your boyfriend?"

Rachel laughed loudly, "None."

"Is it the lumberjack?" He asked, ignoring her laugh and answer.

"I told you, none of them are. I don't have a boyfriend," She replied.

"It's the one with the mohawk isn't it."

"Kurt."

"Fine, fine." He said before he asked another question, "If you had to pick though... Out of the three. Who would it be?"

Rachel laughed louder than she did earlier, "None!"

"Oh come on," He turned the corner and walked out of the mall. "Just for fun, pick one... You'd pick Mike, huh?"

She followed him to the parking lot, a little thrown off by his use of his first name. This is the first time he's referred to one of them by their real names, "Actually, he's been seeing someone."

"So it is Mike?" Kurt asked as they walked passed a few cars.

"No," Rachel said and paused, finally giving the question some thought. "Noah is a great receiver, but Finn can throw a really good spir-"

"Stop speaking in your weird boy language," Kurt cut her off. "Who do you think is cuter?"

"I've never even-" He gave her a look and she sighed.

"Well, Noah has nice muscle definition," She said carefully with a hint of blush creeping on her cheeks. Her voice was quieter than before. "But Finn-" She stuttered, still shy about the new subject, "Finn is quite handsome, too."

Kurt smirked as though he already knew. He looked as though he knew that something was just waiting to happen. Before she could question him, they reached his car. He popped the trunk open for her to put her bags in before sitting inside.

"Hi, are they any openings?" Kurt asked into his iPhone before putting the key in the ignition. He paused, "Cassandra's fine, thanks. We'll be there soon."

"Who's Cassandra?" Rachel asked as he backed out of his parking spot. He turned the radio on and let it serve as background music for their ride.

"She's a stylist," Kurt says as he signals into the next lane. "She used to do celebrities' hair and makeup before."

Rachel nodded and stared out the window, already nervous. "So am I getting a haircut?"

Kurt turned right at the light and nodded, "Probably. We'll see what Cassie suggests."

"So does she still do makeup and stuff for celebrities?" Rachel asked Kurt turned into a parking lot. He parked and bit his lip a little.

"Not anymore."

They unbuckled their seat belts and exited the car. Rachel looked up at the salon before turning to Kurt, "Why not?"

He bit his lip again and laughed lightly. "Well, she kind of went crazy..." Kurt added quickly, "But she's okay now. Sort of."

Before Rachel could ask what he meant by 'crazy,' they walked through the glass doors and straight to the empty salon seat. He ushered her to sit down on the black chair as they waited for Cassandra.

A woman with blonde tousled hair and dark lipstick walked up to them. She was dressed in a black dress with black tights and heels.

"Kurt," She said as her greeting and he quickly went to hug her. "Cassie this is my new friend Rachel."

She turned to the girl in her seat and examined every inch of her. Under Cassandra's scrutinizing eyes, Rachel really wished she had her hat on right now. She averted her eyes towards the business cards in front of the mirror and next to the hair dryer. Cassandra July.

Cassandra July did not sugar coat anything. She was honest and pushed people to look their best and right now, she was going to do that for Rachel.

"Rachel, is it?" She asked, not waiting for an answer, "Those bushes you call eyebrows have to go. Although, it's distracting me from that nose so I'm going to have to give you some bangs. Maybe we'll go for a subtle ombré look, but we'll see if you can pull it off. We're going to need to do a lot of work to fix this mess." She stopped saying her thoughts out loud and called over a man who just finished washing a woman's hair.

"Brody," She called. "Get her eyebrows done, wash her hair, and then bring her back to me."

Brody nods. His muscles flexing under his tight black shirt and black pants. "Right this way."

Rachel panicked a little as she turned to Kurt. He smiled and told Cassie he'd be back and followed the two of them.

She laid down, waiting to get her eyebrows waxed. Kurt put her hand on her shoulder, "You'll be fine Rachel. It doesn't even hurt."

Rachel nodded and closed her eyes. She bit her lip and waited for him to rip her hair off of her face.

She opened her eyes once Brody finished and laughed when Kurt muttered that she was such a baby. They walked to the seat and let Cassandra do her job. By the time she was done, Rachel's hair was the softest it's ever been and her brown hair shined under the light. Just as Cassandra said earlier, she had bangs now that hovered above her tamed eyebrows, but they decided to keep it her natural color. She had some layers to frame her face and instead of hanging over her only to be hidden under a cap.

"Maybe ombré next time," Cassandra said as she finished styling her hair.

Rachel looked at her new hair and then at Kurt. She could have sworn he looked like he was crying but she smiled at him anyway.

He wiped under his eye, "Well done, Cassie."

"Thank you so much," Rachel said as she got up from her seat, ready to shake her hand.

Cassandra ignored it and simply nodded, she already knew how great she was. "I expect a generous tip," She said before walking away from her station.

Rachel paid and just like Cassandra said, she gave her a generous tip. She turned to Kurt, "You're lucky I don't usually shop or I wouldn't be able to afford any of this."

He shrugged and linked arms with her to his car, "I hope you had a fabulous time Rachel because I did."

She admitted, "I did, too. I hope I can call you when I need help with fashion or..."

He smiled as they let go, "You can call me for anything."

They buckled up in the car and continued talking about each other and their lives. Rachel would interrupt them briefly by giving him directions to her apartment, but they would still carry on with their conversation.

"You don't think my bangs will get in the way from my playing do you?" She asked as she pulled down the mirror, "I need to be able to see the ball when Finn throws it. Oh and can you imagine dribbling down the court with your vision blocked by your hair? I can't mess up my game."

He snorted, "No, I cannot imagine that. Your 'game' will be fine. I still can't believe they let you play with the boys. Do you go to the locker room with them, too?"

Rachel wrinkled her nose in disgust, "Of course not! It started as a temporary thing because they needed players, but I'm actually very good so they have to keep me. They've even considered me for several of their sport teams."

Kurt laughed and slowed the car down at the light.

"You probably could've been a placekicker, if you wanted to. You're pretty small," He made a face at her, kind of pointing out that she's smaller but Rachel pointedly ignored him and continued, "But it's quite common to have the kicker be the smallest of the team."

She then asked Kurt if this new look of hers was too much, but Kurt quickly shook his head. After reassuring Rachel many times that people would not make fun of her for her new look, they finally changed the topic as they did so many times today.

"I'm not wearing a skirt tomorrow at school, just so you know." She informed him, "Maybe another day."

Kurt tried to convince her that change was good but she didn't budge. They changed the topic yet again, and for some reason they were talking about middle names.

"Your middle name is Barbra? As in Barbra Streisand?" Kurt gasped. "And you don't even know who she is?"

Rachel sheepishly shrugged.

He sighed, "We will continue this conversation another time. I have a lot to teach you."

Rachel leaned over the armrest and hugged Kurt. She whispered before exiting the car, "Thank you so much."

Kurt handed her the list and smiled, "Anytime, diva." He waved at her before driving off and Rachel grinned at her new clothes and makeup. She's actually really excited to show her dad her new look and new items.

"Oh, bug! I can't say it enough! You look so beautiful!" Hiram exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of cutting your hair like this when you were younger?"

She laughed at her father as they finished their dinner together.

"So how do you like the idea of getting in touch with your feminine side?"

She shrugged, "It's alright."

Rachel didn't want to admit that it was actually a bit more exciting than she thought it would be because her nervousness was taking over. Sure she was used to the teasing, but can you imagine how people might react to her new look?

"You never know," Hiram grinned mischievously. "You might catch the eye of a boy you might like."

"Papa," She warned and rolled her eyes at him. She sipped her water. She could tell he's been waiting for this moment to come and she wonders why it's taken this long to notice. Hiram asked as he finished the last bite on his plate, "Is there any boy I should look out for?"

She shook her head, "No. There isn't any boy at all... May I be excused? Finn texted me about the new game he bought earlier."

Just as Rachel stood up, Hiram cleared his throat. "You know you can always talk to me right?"

She looked down at him with her plate in her hand, "I know."

He stood up and kissed her on the cheek. Rachel and Hiram washed the dishes together. She texted Finn that she'd just play with him tomorrow before heading to her room to look at her new things once again.

"Daddy!" Rachel called from the bathroom, "This shirt is too tight! I can't breathe in it! And these jeans! I might rip them!"

Hiram rushed to the bathroom only to roll his eyes, "Oh bug, you are so dramatic. If you weren't playing your sports I'm sure you'd auditioning for something in the drama department right now."

His eyes wandered to the new makeup scattered on the bathroom counter. He gave Rachel a smile as she struggled to get ready for school. This was the first time he's ever really seen her in the bathroom getting ready and it was quite amusing to him.

"You look lovely," He said. "Why don't you go next door to Carole? Maybe she can help you with your makeup?"

Rachel nodded and some of the panic washed away from her face. She grabbed her makeup and backpack before kissing her dad goodbye. He chuckled as he watched her walk to the Hudson's.

After three knocks on the door, Carole answered and smiled at her, immediately complimenting her on her new look. She gushed over Rachel's hair, dark skinny jeans, and a sweetheart cut top with thick straps. She ushered her to come in and they walked to her room, explaining that Finn was in the bathroom.

She helped her apply some mascara and lip gloss, "You look gorgeous, Rachel."

Rachel blushed and thanked her quietly and let her finish her light makeup before walking out into the living room to wait for Finn to take her to school. She hoped she didn't look too funny because Carole said she only applied a light coat of everything so that she would still look natural.

When the bathroom door opened, Carole called out before leaving the apartment, "Rachel's here, honey! I'll see you guys after work! Have a great day at school!"

"Hey Rach-"

He stopped when she stood up and turned to him. His mouth gaped open and his words failed him. His eyes caressed her long soft hair that was usually covered by a hat and roamed over to her blush covered cheeks. He eyes trailed down her neck to the sweetheart cut of her top which he and the boys recently realized was covered by a bra. Heat rose to his cheeks as he followed her curves that were always hidden by baggy clothes. His eyes wandered down her denim covered legs and-

"Finn?" She panicked, "Is this too much? Do I look weird? Should I go change?"

The anxiety rushed through her body as she waited for an answer. She still had time to grab some basketball shorts, a hat, or a hoodie to cover up, maybe a loose t-shirt.

He shook his head quickly as though he were trying to shake off some of his freckles, "N-No. You just look different."

Her brown eyes widened at his comment before he added, "B-But a good different."

She bit her pink lip as he motioned for her to leave the apartment and head to his truck. They walked in silence, both a bit conflicted. Finn tried to shake off what he thought was the feeling of shock, and Rachel tried to get a hold of herself. Shooting the winning basket with the entire school watching you was easy, but walking into school in a new outfit was hell for her. If Finn reacted this way, how was everyone else going to react?

A/N: Hope this chapter was cool! :). Let me know what you guys think!

Also! My birthday's coming up hehe sooooo I'm probs not going to update as quickly as I would. That's not a great excuse but... yeah hehe. Hope you enjoyed the chapter and have a lovely weekend everyone! :)