A/N – Thank you for all my reviews! It means a lot to me! Sorry if I have not updated in a while, I just started singing lessons and I'm now apart of this six week theatre programme, so I've been really busy!

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"No guys, it's called 'Give up the funk' but in parts you say 'Gotta have that funk' okay?" Rachel let out a frustrated sigh as she tried to teach Brittany and Finn the lyrics of the song. "Alright, just go," she dismissed them, gathering up her folder of sheet music. She sometimes wondered why she put so much effort into this glee club. Mr. Shuester should have been teaching Brittany and Finn this, but of course, he was busy with his divorce and no one else wanted to do it.

They were planning to funkify Vocal Adrenaline with a little number of their own, something they knew they couldn't do: funk. It was going to be immense, if only they actually put effort into learning the words and the choreography.

Rachel called her dads to inform them that she would be attending the local supermarket to get herself some more packs of herbal tea and voice spray. She couldn't risk loosing her precious voice in the next few weeks, it was what held 'New Directions' together. No one would verbally say it, but everyone knew that Rachel isn't replaceable, no matter how much they threaten her.

But, as she was driving, there was a thought irritating her mind, and that thought was: Jesse St. James. He was so rude to her, and even though she won't admit it, she has expected more from him, being such a talented performer. She thought they could bond over their talent and their struggles as future stars. She lost all the respect for him the moment his hurtful words left his lips, he was just another jerk that Rachel didn't need.

She pushed it to the back of her mind, where all of her problems were, as she pulled into the supermarket. She grabbed a trolley and idly began walking to the section where her voice spray is. But an overly excited voice made her dramatically slow down.

"Hey Mom! I'm so glad you called, because I just wanted to tell you the times for the showcase…" the voice trailed off, obviously listening to the other line. "Oh," the voice changed rapidly into a small, sad one. "But…what do you mean you can't?" the voice paused, "You promised," it cracked, before sighing, "Yeah, okay, fine, next time…okay," another pause, "bye," it whispered.

Rachel slyly walked slowly back to peek over the corner to see who the guy on the phone was. She silently gasped when she saw Jesse st. James closing his phone as well as his eyes. His face looked contorted with pain, and Rachel felt her heart wrench a little bit.

What was that, Rachel Berry? Jesse ISN'T a nice person, don't feel sorry for him! She reprimanded herself.

She still felt bad.

"Are you okay?" she asked before she could stop herself, cringing at the stupidity of the question. Not only was it obvious that he was not okay, she had also now blown her cover.

Jesse's head snapped up and he glared at Rachel, putting his phone in his pocket.

"What does it matter to you?" Jesse practically growled at her, putting a couple of red bulls in his trolley and pushing it past her, walking speedily away. Rachel followed, pushing her own trolley as well.

"I mean, you don't have to tell me, but its not good to keep feelings in, they just bottle up until one day, they explode, and you know a lot of teenage suicides happen from not telling anyone their feelings, and-." A hand covering her mouth stopped Rachel from her ramble. She looked up to see Jesse's incredulously confused face.

Once Jesse was sure Rachel had shut up, he slowly took his hand down (ignoring the little tingly sensation from where he touched Rachel's soft lips – not that he liked it or anything), and began to push his trolley away, slower this time, so Rachel didn't have to rush.

"That…that was my mom. Sadly, her and my father is stuck in a very important critical situation in the middle of Dubai, and they are unfortunately unable to attend Vocal Adrenalines show case on Friday. But it's fine since she promised that they would be there for regionals, which is good I guess." So what if Jesse twisted the truth a little, Rachel didn't have to know everything.

"Oh…that must be disappointing," Rachel murmured, quickly grabbing a pack of lemons as they walked, "I'm sorry," she paused, to look at him, but he was just looking at the floor with an unreadable expression.

When he looked up again, his face was blank. Rachel didn't like the blankness, it made her wonder what was going on in the middle of that curly hair.

"I guess, but what can I do about it? They have to do what they have to do, as do I. 'The show must go on'" he quoted, and smiled softly down at Rachel, turning them down to the medical section, which worked out pretty well for her. She found herself standing there for a split second, in awe at the sight of his smile. She quickly recovered and followed him.

When they both reached for the last voice spray, they hesitated – their hands almost touching. Rachel began to feel her heart speeding up. These feelings were confusing her. She hadn't experienced anything like this. Especially for someone shes meant to hate.

"Uh…take it," Jesse moved his hand away quickly, his eyes flashing with an emotion Rachel could not place. "…Yeah, I mean, it's not like my voice needs it, unlike yours," Jesse fumbled with his words, "I don't even know why I'm wasting my time talking to you," he walked away before Rachel could say anything else. She just stood there, speechless, and watched him speed down the isles.

She felt hollow as she bought the voice spray and the other items, nothing but Jesse on her mind.

What is wrong with him? She asked herself.

One minute he was all nice, and the next…he wasn't.

But she knew that what she saw of the nice Jesse was real…she just wasn't sure if she wanted to find out why he was being so defensive.

Did she want to keep feeling these feelings? Did she want to fraternize with the enemy?

She just wasn't sure.

A/N – sorry if it's a little short, I have homework to do:)

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