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Rachel's POV
Mr. Shue clapped his hands. 'Rachel, Jesse. Let introduce you to New Directions." He said. 'Mallory, Sarah, and Hannah, They're triplets." He informed us. 'Mike, Jonathan, Drew, Zack, Walker, Alec, Abbi, Kacie, and Diane." He finished. 'Hi guys". I answered. "Do you have any questions?" I asked. Twelve pairs of hands shot up. "Um…." I thought, biting my lip. Luckily Mr. Shue knew what to do. 'Rachel, why don't you tell us about yourself for starters." He gently prompted. I nodded. "Well, I live in New York and I am getting ready to open a new play called Sunday at Tiffany's."
Mallory raised her hand. "What song did you sing for your audition?' "I sang On My Own from Les Miserables." I stated. "Were you happy that you got the part?" Drew asked. Before I could answer Diane cut in. "Of course not. She gets the leads all the time. Dur." She said. "Well actually I was ecstatic. I had a horrible audition. So I was pretty happy I got it. " I corrected. "What happened?" asked Mike, his glasses slipping down the front of his face. "I was got in a car wreck on my way to my call back, well actually my cab got in a wreck, so I was late then the piano player got lost and messed up, and then I accidentally slapped the male lead." I said with a quick glance at Jesse as he snorted in amusement. Diane's eyes were wide. "So you slapped him?" she questioned pointing to Jesse.
Jesse's POV
I snorted when she said she 'accidentally slapped me. She heard me and smiled. But the girl with the small lisp, Diane didn't miss it either. "So you slapped him?" she questioned pointing to me. "I…I…. Well yes." Rachel stuttered out. "But it was an accident." I said pulling my face into a smirk, "It was!" Rachel said, turning to me. "It wasn't my fault you were behind a count!" Oh yes it was. I thought to myself. If you hadn't been covered in little pieces of glass and bleeding, I might have been able to focus on my lines instead of worrying about you. "I wasn't ahead. You were behind" I told her. She was about to say something when one of the triplets said, "Do you sing too?" Was she talking to me? 'Of course I sing." I said. "Will you sing for us?" Diane asked. She said looking at me with hope filled eyes. "I would love too," Diane started to clap and shushing everybody. 'But only if Rachel will sing with me." I said shooting her a look. She laughed. "Oh no St. James. I already sang." I started to pout when my phone went off. I sighed and looked at my phone. ' Rachel I will be right back. I need to take this." I told her getting out of the chair I was sitting in. "Okay." She said waving me away. I step closer to her, "Rachel…" I said She looked up at me. I immediately pressed my lip to hers. I gently cupped her face and rested my forehead against hers. "Don't go anywhere." I told her. She nodded breathless. I gently kissed her cheek and walked out of the choir room as my phone went off again. I let it ring as I walked to the parking lot. It went off…. Again. I roughly grabbed my phone again and flipped it open. "What Andrea. " I snapped.
' Hi baby." She giggled. "I am not your baby. " I told her. "Whatever, I just wanted to invite you to a Vocal Adrenaline reunion." She said. "Why?" I asked. "Because you're a star. St James". She replied. "Fine". "See you there babe. I will text you with details." She said as she hung up. " I am not your baby." I mumbled.
Shoot! What am I going to tell Rachel?