A/N: Hey Hey fellow Gleeks! I'm back! Did ya missed me? I missed you!

Survived the first week back at Uni with great grades! Woo. Celebrated it by killing some brain cells with the girls :P Kidding, kidding. Everyone drink responsibly and on the topic of responsibility, in this story I accidentally forgot to mention protection. In reality using a condom it is very important for both; the prevention of pregnancy, and sexual transmitted disease, so just keep it in mind that they are using it, we just don't see it. Thank you!

Chapter 6: Monday's Trouble

Rachel woke up with a startling start as the large star shaped alarm alarmed her to begin her day. With a groan, her hands reached for the offending noise and turned it off, before she sighed with content at the now quiet room. Just as she turned over, to sneak in a few more minutes of sleep, one of her dad's knocked on her door, advising her to get up or she'd be late.

Her muscles ached from the weekend's unexpected but very much welcomed exercise, and when she noticed her phone flashing Amber she grinned knowing that that was the designated colour she had picked for him. The butterflies in her stomach danced as she read the text message that simply said, 'Good Morning Beautiful.'.

On the way to work, Will sang to the radio happily. He had seen her the day before but he missed her as if they hadn't seen each other for years. When he reached the school grounds, he parked the car at his usual spot beside Emma and strolled out towards his office. School wouldn't start for another hour, which gave him enough time to prepare the exam papers for his senior Spanish class, where he'd get to see Rachel.

"Will!" Emma called when she saw him skip past her office. He looked smart, healthy and happy. He could get any woman he wants. Why go after a high school student? She thought. Was it because it was a taboo subject? Did the thrill turned him on? All these questions had swam through her mind since she had found Rachel's phone in his bathroom.

Will turned around and noticed the confliction in her expressive eyes. He wondered what the cause could be. "Hey Em," he waved awkwardly.

"Can-can I talk to you in my office?" she asked.

Now it was his turn to question her with his eyes as he slowly walked towards her, "Sure. But I don't have much time. Gotta set up the papers for my seniors final exam,"

"Will…what's going on? Are you okay? Do you need some help?"

Will laughed awkwardly not understanding the situation, "I'm not sure I follow,"

"This weekend? The girl at your apartment? Do I know her?" she licked nervously, not knowing how to approach the matter, "I-I mean I saw her pho-phone on your bathroom sink…I could have sworn I've seen that phone around. Not many people have golden sparkly stars covering their phones…"

Will swallowed soundly as he looked away from the counsellor. He had known Emma for years now, had developed feelings for her and now he considered her as a family member and the thought of lying straight to her face seemed like the impossible. But he loved Rachel more than he ever loved another human on this planet; the thought of not being with her was too painful to think. "I'm not sure I understand what you're implying,"

"Will?" she softly questioned him. She wasn't as clueless as people thought she was, she knew he was lying and that he felt pain while lying.

"Emma…" he tried to hide the plea in his voice, but failed.

"I'm busy. Can we catch up later?" and before she could respond he opened her office door and rapidly left. Will got to his office then slammed the door, before leaning on it. His eyes closed as he tried to keep him breathing under control. He cursed under his breath as he hit his head against the hard wood, hating himself for what he was becoming. Until he heard his phone ring indicating he had a message. It was from Rachel telling him about the extra short skirt she had on for him, and as much as he wanted to reply, he couldn't bring himself to it. He felt like he had no strength left.

The bell rang, indicating that school had started and as Rachel walked to her locker to retreat her books, she looked at Will's classroom and noticed he had his hands on his head as he sat on his desk. He looked stressed, and as she walked towards him to comfort him, Quinn called her name.

"Wait up," the blonde said, "are you ready for this test?"

Rachel nodded but kept quiet as she kept an eye on Will, worried that something had gone wrong. "I hope Mr Schue isn't too harsh with his questions," Quinn continued unaware that Rachel wasn't listening. As they reached their Spanish classroom, Puck and Santana arrived.

"I heard Mr Schue gave you a ride home." Santana commented, "did you give him a taste of berry milkshake after?"

Rachel looked away from Will and turned to Santana speechless. "Mr Schue also gave us a ride home too," Quinn quickly added. Rachel looked at the blonde with confusion, wondering why she had lied.

"Whatever. To be honest I was shocked you got into the club. You look like a 12 year old spinster. I suppose the big girl shoes gave you a lift. Did you enjoy seeing the world through an average sized height?" Santana laughed then turned around to enter the classroom.

"Your dad called me Saturday morning, asking to talk to you. They told me you told them you were staying at my house. However, that didn't happen, so it got me thinking…" Quinn whispered then raised her eye brow waiting for a reply.

"Mr Schue allowed me to sleep on his sofa until I sobered up, I was too drunk to go home Quinn." Quinn accepted the response and looked no further. More worried about the exam.

Both girls walked in to the classroom then sat next to each other at the front. Rachel's eyes drifted to Will and stayed there as she looked at the stress he carried in his shoulders. She was really worried.

"Good Morning Class. As you all know. Its exam time. I'd like you all to turn your phones off, place your bags under your desks and no talking." He said as he walked across the room to hand out the test papers. When he stepped in front of Rachel's desk, looked at her eyes for longer than needed before he placed the paper in front of her, he frowned when Rachel smiled at him.

"You can start now."

Rachel felt hurt. The way he had just looked at her was cold and detached. Nothing like the day before when he had held her and whispered words of love, she felt her emotions ride up as she stared at the space Will had been a mere moment ago. Everyone around her were now busy reading their papers to notice her blank gaze. What could possibly have happened from this morning to now? She knew that he had to keep himself composed at school, but that didn't mean he couldn't smile at her.

The way his eyes looked at her were angry…cold. Had she done anything? Did he change his mind and he didn't love her? He could at least have told her. "I'm so stupid," she murmured through tears.

"What?" Quinn whispered and looked at her.

"I can't do this,"

"It's not that hard Rach…"

"No, not this, I mean…."

"Quiet!" Will shouted at the girls. "Another word and you both fail."

Rachel looked up at him. His eyes looked distracted, angry and upset. The man she loved had changed so drastically. Why? Her mind screamed. It was too much for Rachel to handle and with a sob Rachel picked her bag and rushed out of the classroom. Will stood up and called her name.

"Drama Queen!" Santana murmured.

Quinn glared at the cheerleader. "Shut up Santana,"

"That's ENOUGH!" Will shouted.

"Are you gonna go after her Mr Schue?" Quinn asked.

"Last chance Quinn!" Quinn returned to her test. She was worried for her friend. She knew Rachel and Mr Schue had become close since Christmas. She had bumped into them once at a coffee shop a few months back on a weekend. They had been laughing as they watched a musical on their laptop, occasionally discussing whether to use it for glee, unaware of people around them. Quinn had never suspected them to have a romantic relationship, but she knew Rachel had a crush on their teacher. Had something gone wrong during the weekend? She thought.

Rachel ran until her legs could no longer take the pain and stopped as she reached the girl's bathroom. She brushed pass a student, not caring who it was and locked the door to a cubical. As she closed the toilet lid, she sat down and allowed herself to cry. She knew she had made a dramatic exit, and a part of her wouldn't blame Will if he ended their relationship considering the immature way she acted about this situation. But through her life, she had known and loved so many people that had left her mother, her best friends, even her dad's as they spent more time in trips than at home with her. Will would soon join the list. Her thoughts spun her head around, as she tried to fit all the pieces together. He had called her beautiful just that morning. The day before he had told her he'd stand by her. They had shared so much.

*** Flashback ***

"Let's call it a night," he told her, as they fell to the ground in exhaustion from their dancing. "I think we did good Rach. We will win for sure this time!"

Rachel grinned and nodded, "We sure will Mr Schue," her stomach groaned loudly, making them both laugh.

"Let's go eat," he told her, "I mean, if you want to."

"I'd like that,"

He smiled and reached for her hand to help her up. When she was on her feet Will still had his hand on hers as he stared at her mysterious brown eyes that had drifted to his lips. She wondered how they would feel on hers. Wondered how he'd taste. They stayed in their position for longer than they were allowed and when she looked at his eyes, she noticed how he too was looking at her lips. A blush crept up her cheeks, when she inhaled his scent. They we so close. Her stomach once again rumbled, affectively breaking their moment. They laughed nervously again and stepped back.

*** End of Flashback ***

Rachel heard a knock on her door and opened it without thinking and as she looked at the red haired woman, she felt envy. Will had once claimed he loved this woman. Did he still love her? Was Rachel simply a distraction?

"Rachel. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just worried for my finals," she lied.

"Then why did you storm out of Mr Schuester's class?"

"I-I…"

"I think we need to talk. In my office. This place is very unclean," Emma said in her sweet voice.

Rachel nodded and walked behind the guidance counsellor.

"So. What's going on?" Emma asked.

"Nothing. Like I said, the pressure of applying for college and finals are just too much for me,"

"Yes. College. You're off to college soon. I bet that's exciting," Rachel nodded, "What about Finn? You two are a couple right? How are you going to stay together?"

"We broke up months ago. He's dating Quinn and if we were a couple, we'd still manage a way." Rachel looked to the ground avoiding Emma's eyes.

"Well next time you find it hard to cope, why don't you give me a call? You are an excellent student Rachel. I'd hate to see you fail. Programme this number onto your phone,"

Rachel reached for her phone and added the number. Knowing that she would never call her, but giving the woman the satisfaction. Emma's eyes widened. She now knew for a fact that that was Rachel's phone she had seen at Will's apartment. The evidence was right there.

"I know," Emma whispered.

"Sorry?"

"I know about you and Mr Schuester and I think you should stop. Not only is this frowned upon, but he could lose his job and license to teach. You could lose your dream college if this gets out. You can be expelled from school. There is too much to lose for a fling Rachel."

Rachel looked at the woman in front of her in pure shock. It was such an uncharacteristic thing for Emma to say, which made it more shocking. Unable to speak, Rachel stared at Emma with her eyes wide. "Will is a good man. He doesn't deserve to lose so much, not after losing so much already."

"You're such a young girl. You're off to college soon. This won't last. How can it? He'll be so far away. You'll get blinded by the beauty of New York to come back to Lima."

"I love him," Rachel admitted through her tears, "but I love him,"

"Yeah. I can tell that he loves you too. This morning he was humming on the way to his office. I haven't seen him do that in a very long time, when I talked to him his eyes sparkled, but I saw some pain there too. He hates what he is doing, Rachel. He's beating himself up for loving you. It's against his morals to break the rules. Especially one as important as that, but he's doing it for you, and for what? A few more months until you move miles away?" the sweetness in her voice was gone. Emma knew this was hard for Rachel to hear, but she needed to know how.

"You talked to him? That's why he's stressed? You had no right to do that!" Rachel raised her voice.

"I know you're a faculty member at this school but, you had no right! You lost the right to decide what's best for him when you decided to get married to some else. You broke his heart and now I've managed to fix it, and you're telling me to just give up!" Rachel cried.

"But don't you see? When you leave to New York, you'll be breaking his heart too. You're only 18, he's 11 years older than you. You haven't even travelled the world yet. You've only ever seen Lima,"

Rachel wiped the tears from her cheeks angrily, "I love him. I'd choose a college right here for him. I don't need the best school to get into Broadway. I need my talent and Will by my side," Rachel got up to leave.

"If you love him, think about it further Rachel," She heard the guidance counsellor say before she closed the door.

To Be Continued…

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