Chapter Two

Does anyone else love weekends when you have no homework? Best feeling ever! Anyways, on to the story!

Oh, and not exactly sure if I need to do the whole disclaimer thing, but I'd rather not be sued, so you know, these characters do not belong to me…


"Doesn't that boy know how to knock?" my dad asked angrily after Jesse honked his horn in the driveway for the fifth time. "Has he ever heard of manners?"

"Dad, I told him to honk the horn. He doesn't need to come up all the way to the house just to walk back to his car a second later," I told him. I waved to Jesse through the screen door so he would know that I would be right there. Next, I rushed to the hall closet and pulled out my shoes.

"Well, he doesn't need to honk five times," Dad sighed. "Your curfew is midnight, okay?"

"Yes, Dad. I'll be back before then, no worries." I finished putting on my shoes and waved goodbye to my dad before I headed out the door and walked to Jesse's car. I opened up the door and climbed in the passenger seat.

"Hello, gorgeous. How was your day at school today?" he asked, placing a kiss on my lips.

My conversation with Noah flashed through my mind. "Uneventful."

He backed out of the driveway and drove towards town. We made plans to go out to dinner at a restaurant that had just opened. I had told Jesse that a simple dinner at Breadstix would have been fine, and he responded by saying that he couldn't look 'cheap.' I love Breadstix. Does that make me cheap as well? Jesse always seemed to be all about image. He would jump on any opportunity to make himself look better. Sure, we all want to make ourselves look good to some extent, but I was beginning to think this side of Jesse was more of a flaw. Jesse always had to look perfect. It annoyed me sometimes. What happened to nobody's perfect or perfection is overrated? Jesse clearly had other thoughts in his mind. The cover of Jesse really was perfect. Perfect hair. Perfect eyes. Perfect voice. He naturally drew everyone closer. However, what I have been realizing is that his insides are bare. I share everything with Jesse. My hopes, fears, likes, dislikes, and Jesse has never shared any bit of personal information. Anything that will make him look good is a new hobby of his.

So, why am I dating him again? Oh, that's right, because no one else seems to want me around. Well, Noah does at least.

I quickly shook the thought from my mind.


Jesse made us wait 45 minutes for a table at the restaurant because he just had to have a window seat. He claimed the restaurant might look more presentable if people saw him inside. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. And people think I'm high maintenance.

When we were finally seated it was nearly 8:30 and I was starved. I quickly grew a liking to the restaurant when I realize they had a vegan friendly portion of the menu. Most of the restaurants I go to require me to order something without the meat and I always get a glare from the waitress or waiter for making their job more difficult.

When the waitress came around to our table I ordered a salad for myself and Jesse ordered lobster. The waitress took our menus from us and left to go and place our food order.

"So, Rachel, how's the New Directions?" Jesse asked smoothly as he took a sip of his water.

"That doesn't seem like information I should be giving out to the enemy," I smirked, sipping my own water. "How do I know you can be trusted?"

"Seriously, Rachel," he said, refusing to play along. "I'm just trying to show some interest in your life."

"We're doing great. Thank you for asking," I sat back in my seat and stared at the floor.

"What's wrong, Rachy?" Jesse asked, taking my hand to get my full attention.

I pulled my hand from his and placed both hands in my lap. "Nothing's wrong. I guess I just envisioned tonight going better. Why don't we do something fun next time we go out? They opened up a karaoke bar downtown. We could try it out. Wouldn't that be fun?" I asked. "We've only ever sung a duet together once."

"Karaoke is for the untalented," Jesse said flatly. "I'd rather put my talents to good use. How about we go to the movies? I heard that Grease is playing."

"Okay. That sounds nice," I agreed. Sitting in a dark movie theatre wasn't exactly my definition of fun, but at least it was a musical.


"You're going to a wedding with Puck?"

I froze once I heard that voice. That ever so familiar voice that I used to love to hear.

"Finn." It was the only word I could manage to say at the moment. We hadn't exactly been on speaking terms ever since I got together with Jesse.

"You'll go on a date with Puckerman but you'll refuse to even look at me?" he asked.

"It's not like that," I said, taking a few steps towards him. "I have no interest in Noah. It's just a favor. Besides, I'm still with Jesse." He cringed at the name. "Finn, I care about you, I really do. We just… we don't belong together. We are toxic for each other. We bring out the worst in each other. We had our chance and now it's over."

"Rachel, I'm sorry. I screwed everything up with you and I couldn't regret it more," he spoke just as the bell rang.

"I'm sorry, Finn. I have to go." I turned on my heel and headed towards my class. My pace got quicker with every step I took towards my English class. I entered the room and quickly searched for an empty desk. Unfortunately for me, the only available seat was right next to Noah. I sat down and tried to avoid eye contact with him. Maybe he won't bother me.

"Hey, Berry, the wedding, it is next weekend. I'll give you more details later," he said to me. "Oh, and make sure you wear something short. I don't want it to look like I'm dating a prude."

I scoffed. "Your quite the charmer, Noah. I assure you that I will be wearing what I want without any suggestions from you."

"Come on, Berry, I've got a reputation to maintain."

"And going on a date with loser Rachel will boost your rep?" I asked, finally looking at him.

"I never said it would," he replied simply.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"Okay class!" Mrs. Peck walked in the room. "Let's get started."

I made one final glance at Noah before I turned my attention to Mrs. Peck. What was he up to?

Well, there's Chapter 2! I have school next week so I'm not exactly sure when I'll be updating again, but I've made it my goal to update at least once a week.

Please, please, please review! I want to know if you guys hate it and don't want me to continue or you guys want more and look forward to the next chapter!