What should I wear? How should I style my hair. It has been only a couple of minutes and Kurt and I searching through my closet to find appropriate apparel for the dinner. I stood, giving up on picking out clothes since I figured, Kurt would despise my taste anyways.

"Ugly. Dreadful. Horrible. Tacky."

One by one, a monstrous pile was being formed on top of my bed as I sat patiently.

"Finally!" Kurt exclaimed as he laid out two pair of clothes.

"Now you have to pick. You have a white and green spring dress that matches the season perfectly, along with a pair of flowery American Eagle heels. But to stand out, you can either wear this purple and pink polka dotted dress with your dolce cabana heels I bet you've never worn since I gave them to you."

"Well, to be on the safe side, I'd go with the second choice. It's a dinner I'm being invited to. If anything goes wrong, whites not the best backup."

"Good point."

He hung the other pair back up as I glared at the pile still atop my mattress. I cleared my throat, causing him to follow my gaze.

"Oh yeah, I'll help you put those up…later."

A knock was patted onto my door as I immediately started to panic. My mom still had no idea about my date. She poked her head in then slowly placed herself in front of my closet.

"What's going on in here?"

"I-I'm helping Rachel decide what to wear to our graduation party. Obviously none of her clothes are even close to prom apparel."

I rolled my eyes but he wasn't being completely awful at hiding the truth.

"Well it was either I pick out my own outfit and suffer the never ending critiques. Or have one of the top fashion icons at school help me."

My tone convincing as I stood next to Kurt, placing my hand lightly on his shoulder. He held his hand to his heart as he silently praised himself. It seemed as if relief struck my mom as she made her way back to the door.

"Well then, carry on. Make sure its appropriate."

The door slammed shut and we both sighed in relief. Not too bad for a person who barely pulled off, fainting in the middle of a classroom. I felt pressure against my chest as a hanger with my outfit was shoved into me.

"Try it on, I'll start putting up your clothes."

A couple of minutes later, I walked out of my bathroom and Kurt stared at me in awe. I twirled around, feeling like a preppy teenage girl. A side to me, I never intended on seeing. What a boy can do to a person.

"How do I look?"

"Like you were rejected from hell and fell from heaven."

I scrunched my eyebrows, only understanding the last part of the compliment.

"Well I'm gonna say that's a good thing and wear this tomorrow. Hopefully it doesn't come off to lesbian for his mom."

"Psh. Fuck his mom. She wouldn't know what gay is, even if she went on a blind date with Freddy Mercury."

I stood, staring down at my body. Now that I notice it. My body isn't half bad. My legs look firm and lengthy, which makes me look taller. Tummy tucked in and my chest lifted just the right amount to keep them from being shoved in every persons face I talked to.

"Its gonna be hard to not tap that with siblings and a mom around."

I slapped him in the arm playfully as I allowed myself to giggle at his crude comment.

"Well you should get going, its almost midnight and I don't want Burt worrying about you."

His eyed rolled as he grinned and made way to the door.

"Don't make a fool of yourself tomorrow."

"I'm not."

The door slammed shut as I plopped onto my bed, anxious for tomorrow to come just to get everything over with. Sure I wanted to meet his family, but his mom was kind of intimidating. Its as if I made one wrong move, my relationship with Finn would be terminated. And I hate feeling this way. That's why I'm stepping up. Finn's gotta know who he's with. And I Rachel Berry, don't take crap from anyone.

My hand repeatedly knocked on the wood, anxious for Finn to open the door. Unfortunately, a miniature version of him appeared instead. Noah.

"Finn! Your hot date is here!"

My eyes widened at his statement as an other boy, which I've seen around school, joined us. I'm pretty sure the one Finn's age, was Blaine. He had a leather jacket with a incredibly tight black shirt that exposed muscle. He was gay. I could tell by the way he looked turned off by me, and the incredible amount of gel in his hair that no one even uses anymore. For some reason, the suggestion that Blaine was trying to hide that fact, hit me. Only because of how he spoke to me.

"Hello, hello. You possibly couldn't be here for Finn could you."

It wasn't working, yet he had his charms. Maybe enough for Kurt to approve of. One thing Kurt doesn't like, is posers. Uncomfort came over me as Finn came to the rescue, sliding his two brothers to the side to welcome me in.

"Okay, jokes over. Leave her alone."

He gripped my hand and led him into his house. It was a marvelous entrance. A bright and gleaming chandelier hovered over the entrance where a spiral staircase stood. Comparing this to my home, suddenly made me a insecure, knowing I could never measure up to the greatness he ever had. It surprised me that they even had enough for a house like this, knowing they move every year.

His mother caught me out of my trance as we entered the dining room, where she was setting up the placemats.

"Rach!"

Getting quite used to the nickname, I smiled as she rushed towards me into a hug. As she stepped back, her eyes examined my dress.

"A little fancy for a dinner with your new friend, don't ya think?" she whispered, patting my shoulder. Why am I not surprised that Finn hadn't told her yet. We seated ourselves at the table with Finn on my left and his little brother Noah on my right. Carole and Blaine across from us.

"So Rachel, Finn told me that you write articles for the school's paper."

I blushed as his mom blew his cover. Obviously I'm a common topic to his family.

"Yes, I write them then let my friend Kurt publish them."

Blaine caught my attention as he dropped his spoon in his spaghetti bowl.

"Kurt as in Kurt Hummel?"

I nodded as his family caught interest of Blaine's suspicion. He flickered his eyes from side to side then slouched in his seat.

"He's the gay kid at school right?"

What a shame. Apparently his mother didn't know about his sexuality either.

"Yes, but I assure that he is an incredibly talented publicist and friend," I spoke as Carole glared at me throughout the rest of our conversation.

"Well wouldn't be that bad of a pair. Gays get along with other gays right?"

My spoon slipped from my fingers as she confessed something completely unnecessary for public speaking. Finn stiffened as his hand slipped into mine under the table. My jaw tightened as I didn't exactly know how to reply to that. I glanced over at his siblings who were obviously confused, but his mom kept specifying it to them.

"Is that why u didn't want to be noticed, because you played for the other team?

What has Finn told her? Noah's eyes lit up as he almost stood in his chair.

"You play sports?"

Totally oblivious to what Carole referenced to. Finn tightened his grip.

"About that mom.."

He tried continuing but got tongue tied so I decided to step up.

"I don't play for the other team. I-I'm straight."

Everyone froze at the table, especially Finn who was probably picturing the consequences in his mind.

"Of course you are, your body cant be diagonal," innocent Noah said as we were to shocked to pay attention to. A beeping went off in the kitchen and his mother silently exited the room. Noah poked my arm repeatedly till he caught my attention.

"We can play sports in my backyard later with Drizzle and Jack Daniels. I have two dogs back there."

"Really? I have dead corpses buried in the back of mine."

I took a sip of my tea and glanced back at Noah, his expression as if he was blown away.

"I like this girl."

I smiled as I noticed Blaine still giving me puzzled looks. I couldn't quite tell if he was checking me out or looking for evidence that I was lesbian, even though I'm a hundred percent sure I'm not.

"Why does our mom think your lesbian?"

"I'd like to know the same thing."

She appeared at the doorway of the kitchen, startling us as we all took deep breaths, knowing explanations were to come.

Another long update but should be shorter next time! How are things looking up for their relationship? Will we find out whats hidden behind Blaines act and probably sucked for a second date ill tell you that. :) Please Comment