"Well, everything that happened today was pretty weird, wasn't it?" Puck grinned. "I mean, you have this strange thing, that even not knowing you, you seem really special, and I think we all agree. Finn?"

"Yeah." he said with his particular but adorable voice. "It's true. You shine in your own way. I guess you want to be an artist?"

"I do." she laughed. "I'll be a successful singer one day."

"You're joining Glee Club?" Puck questioned.

"I was going to. But I heard quite despiteful things, what's your opinion? should I join?" Rachel asked, with a bit of hope Finn, or even Puck, would say they'll join with her.

"We didn't hear you sing." Finn smiled "But if you sing as special as you are, you should join."

"Why is everybody calling me special? That's really weird, I use to be called such different things in my other school. Please say you're not using me or something because I'll never be able to forgive you, guys." Rachel sighed.

"Don't you even think that." Puck warned. "Yes, it's strange, and yes, maybe we'd have had to wait to know you more, but you have a spark, besides, you really know how to make a first impression."

"I do?" she laughed.

"Totally." Finn grinned. "But we should talk about, you know, Je-"

"The unnamable. We should never pronounce his name." his friend smiled to Finn. They were really friendly with Rachel, too much to ask. She had known them for less than ten hours, and they were already the people who said the nicest things to her. Not even Blaine, her best friend from the other school, treated her like that. Ever. They were just the type of people you know they won't disappoint you, even though she didn't even know about them. Well, she just thought they liked parties, but maybe they were only throwing one because they wanted to make a first impression too, that'd work.

"Right. The unnamable." Finn corrected himself.

"Guys, you shouldn't do this. You don't know him. He's such a dick. He would doo anything to get what he wants, whatever it is. Trust me it's not a good idea. I'd rather hide all these bruises than get more." she broke down into tears. Again.

"Rachel. This is serious. You're only 16 and you've already struggled too much. The unnamable must be punished, in any way. I don't trust you when you say you don't want revenge." Puck said. "I mean, sorry, but I really can't believe it."

"Okay, you're right I want revenge, but I don't have the necesary tools."

"Well, you have us." Finn said gently.


After some more discussion about all the pro's and con's about their revenge, Puck took her back to her house, place when they hugged and promised not to tell anyone about anything.

When she was immediately in her house, she practically ran to her room. She sat on her bed; her head was spinning. She considered taking another shower, but she decided better not. Her fathers were out, so she ordered some ice cream and watched a movie. She didn't feel like thinking, because she knew there was so much to think about. She preferred just sit down on her couch and watch Twilight. She fell asleep in the middle, and woke up to a whole different situation. She was now sleeping on what it seemed Finn's room, and he was there, grinning and waiting for her to wake up.

"Good morning, my little star. How'd you sleep?"

Rachel was really confused, she remembered really well sleeping at Twilight, with an empty pot of ice cream on her lap. How did she get there?

"Rachel, baby, please answer, are you okay?" Finn seemed really, really worried. Wait... did he just called her baby? Now everything was a lot weirder. What the hell had just happened? How did she get in there? Just when she was opening her mouth to answer, she went back to her couch. She was sweating again, and luckily her dads were still not in the house.

"I think I am officially mad now."


On the next day, after a boring class with a teacher who's name was not remembered by Rachel, she went to Emma Pillsbury's office to talk about her recent dreams.

"Well, tell me more." the ginger smiled.

"There's nothing more to tell you." Rachel said politely after telling her the whole situation.

"Well, strange dreams are very common in teenagers, you know?" Emma explained. "Usually people in dreams are people who have any type of connection with you. Crushes, family, friends, even enemies."

"Maybe because Finn and I are f-"

"Or maybe because you like him? Otherwise, you wouldn't have dreamt of you two being a couple, or him calling you sweet nicknames."

"Well, maybe I have a slight crush on him." Rachel was very embarrassed of talking about this stuff with a teacher. "But you need to swear you won't tell anyone."

"I never do, sweetie." Emma smiled. "I never do."


"Are you nuts?" Puck asked Rachel when she told her about all that happened in Emma's office. "You didn't tell her about my crush with Quinn, or did you?"

"No, you know I'd never do that" her voice revealed some fear.

"Yea, you're right." Puck apologized. "But seriously, I don't think I'd trust in Mrs. Pillsbury."

"Well, I don't trust her either, but she guessed, maybe I'm really obvious, but I don't wanna make him think I hate him."

"Well, you are not that obvious. In fact, if I didn't know I'd barely suspect anything, don't worry." he smiled.

"Thanks." she greeted. "I guess I need to wait for tomorrow's party..."

"We. We need to wait." he corrected.

"Yes, you're-" Rachel wasn't able to finish her sentence. Quinn was running down the corridor, with her mascara ruined, and wet eyes. Pretty much like Rachel the previous day. She didn't even stop to look at her friends, she just kept on running, and never looked back.

"Quinn!" Finn screamed from behind her. He was running too, but he wasn't crying.

"Dude." Puck stopped him. "What the hell?"

"I just... I don't feel like I felt the first day I saw her. I... I broke up with her." he mumbled.


(A/N): Sorry for not updating, I was in a short holiday. I appreciate reviews, faves and follows ;))) jk. But really, I'd love if you'd leave one. Ideas for next chapter? Haha.