A.N. #1 Sorry for the wait for this next chapter, I've been busy but I'll try to update ASAP * warning there is some Finchel, but its necessary for the story... Dont hate me!* Thanks for all the feedback everyone, you are the best. Love ya!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, if I did Rachel wouldn't have only applied to NYADA and Jesse would definitely still be in the picture somehow, and I'd be rich lmao. ;)
A.N. #2 There is a change or two in this from the SL obviously hopefully it'll make sense..
"Blame It On the Alcohol"
Jesse's POV:
There's a first time for everything. Today my professor (who also happens to be the head of the department) had requested a meeting with me after class, I thought it was to congratulate my amazing performance in the play; I couldn't have been more wrong. He tells me that my GPA was too low because of the missing homework, and that I wouldn't be able to make it up in time to get the credit for the quarter. He tells me that he wishes there was something that he could do because he believed and I quote that I was " An amazing talent that belongs on stage". Regretfully, that wasn't enough to keep me in school. I was heartbroken. I went to the dorms to pack up my things and get a plan of action for this next stage in my life. As I got to the dorms, I see Brent who just heard the news. "This is Bullshit! You're one of the best performers we've got!" Bret exclaimed as he helped me pack. "No its not, you called it weeks ago", I said in a matter of fact fashion. A thought creep-ed into my brain, This is the time to try to make it on my own and get back Rachel. I decided to get crash at one of my showchoir friends who lived off campus for a while and try my luck out here for a while until I could save enough to go back to Lima to win Rachel back. Together we would go to New York, the mecca of anyone who loved the theater or the arts and conquer it. We would have the epic romance that I had promised her nearly a year ago.
Its a struggle, I'm not going to lie. I didn't get the job at the restaurant that I had applied to before getting kicked out of UCLA. Thank God I had Brett, he had gotten my a gig at a local restaurant/bar as a waiter. It was a small place, but they had karaoke every Sunday, where sing at least once every week in order to keep my voice up and maybe get noticed by someone. All I need is an opportunity to be heard. I get compliments, but nothing ever comes of it. I think of Rachel every night, hoping that soon I would have enough to go see her and make all of our dreams come true...
Rachel's POV:
2 weeks ago...
"A party? Really Noah, that's how you plan to help me ' fucking cheer up' "? That doesn't even make sense to me. I count off my fingers, 1) Most of the Cheerio- Gleeks hate so why would they come? 2) I really don't want to see Santana 3) How would it make me feel better? Noah explained to me that it would help me loosen up and that I really shouldn't care about the Cheerios because "theyre bitches" and there was nothing I could do about that. He had a point. So I threw a party, I called it the "Rachel Berry Party Extravaganza". It was a fun party. At least it was for everybody besides me. Noah had brought alcohol, I tried not to think how he obtained it, as it was illegal. Noah handed me a cup, telling me that it was part of the party experience. I raised my eyebrows at his explanation, but I have learned over the years with Noah that you should never really question his motives, he always tries to do what's right for the people he cares about. I take a sip and asked me how it tasted. "It taste pink!" He laughs and says "have fun Berry!" After a couple more drinks I work up the courage to talk to Finn for the first time since the break up and he insults me. He has the nerve to call me needy! I decide to show him how wrong he was. I tell them everyone that we need to liven up the party with a game of spin the bottle. The bottle landed on me and Blaine, Kurt's crush from Dalton that he invited. We kissed, at first a peck, then after feeling his curly hair coming through my fingers, I was suddenly hit with a rush of memories of Jesse. I hadn't thought about him since that day with Finn, and I couldn't help it, I deepened the kiss with Blaine, thinking of Jesse and how I wished it was him. He reminded me so much of Jesse that when Blaine invited me to go out with him the next day, I couldn't refuse. Kurt was upset with me but I reasoned with him that if he wasn't gay in the long run it would be better for me to date him then for him to be infatuated with someone who wasn't fully committed. We met at the Lima Bean a week after our first date and I kissed him again, to see if I liked him or if I was using him as a replacement for Jesse. I didn't feel anything for him. He, thankfully, felt the same way. I went home that day and wrote a song for Regionals. I thought about Jesse and all the promises that he made to me and how far away that all seemed to me. How he haunted me in my dreams, how he accepted me for me and shared the same dreams that I did. The day of Regionals, I was nervous as I stood there and sang my song.
Call all your friends
Tell them I'm never coming back
'Cause this is the end
Pretend that you want it, don't react
The damage is done
The police are coming too slow now
I would have died
Call all your friends
Tell them I'm never coming back
'Cause this is the end
Pretend that you want it, don't react
The damage is done
The police are coming too slow now
I would have died
I would have loved y
I would have loved you all my life
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
Where have you gone?
The beach is so cold in winter here
And where have I gone?
I wake in Montauk with you near
Remember the day
'Cause this is what dreams should always be
I just want to stay
I just want to keep this dream in me
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory
Wake up, it's time, little girl, wake up
All the best of what we've done is yet to come
Wake up, it's time, little girl, wake up
Just remember who I am in the morning
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory now
You're losing your memory
The crowd was on their feet after our performance. I was so excited, that I didn't even care that we tied with the Warblers. We all hugged and Finn asked me who the song was about. I told him it was important because we won. I smiled, reveling at the thought that my idea of using original songs have gotten us a ticket to Nationals. I'm already thinking of new songs to sing and looking at my repertoire for Nationals, this is not a time to lose focus, even though most of the Gleeks will with Prom coming up soon...