After picking Santana and Brittany up, Kurt drove straight to the club. Rachel knew she deserved to have fun for one night, but she deep inside, she still had a little guilt feeling, which was totally normal, because 39-year-old women shouldn't go to clubs. Then, why did it seem right with Santana, Brittany and Kurt? Probably because they looked younger, and also because they didn't have any children. Still, it seemed just wrong for Rachel. But she needed it. Desperately. And she decided everything would go away with a couple of drinks. Kurt noticed his friend was worrying over something, because he asked her:

"Is there anything going on in that complicated mind of yours?"

Before answering, Rachel looked at the back-seat, where Santana and Brittany were sitting. They were too busy giggling and kissing each other, so she decided she would tell her best friend what was going on.

"I'm just not so sure this is the right thing..." she whispered.

"You're kidding, right?" Kurt rose and eyebrow "I have a lot of friends to introduce you to, and I'm sure as hell you will have a great time, now stop worrying about everything, dumbass, we're going to have a lot of fun today!" he said, making her smile widely.

"Thanks, Kurt."

"Another drink?" Santana asked Rachel. They'd been drinking for almost three quarters of hour, and Rachel was already feeling the effects of the alcohol in her body. Because, who doesn't want to throw up after five drinks of cherry vodka?. She shook her head no, denying her friend's offer.

"Hey, beautiful, I've never seen you before here." someone grabbed Rachel's hand from behind, and gently made her turn around. The guy was super hot for being 37, and there was almost no signs of alcohol in his breath, which meant he was really meaning what he was saying.

"Oh, no, this is my first time here." Rachel giggled for no particular reason, making him laugh at her innocence. She had almost no experience in parties or in drinking, let alone flirting. She had never dated anyone but Finn, and never went to a party like this, due to her early pregnancy. She sighed, rembering her life after the kids. She had to quit everything she loved. Everything. She loved them, of course, but she didn't like what she had to go through only because a mistake… a big mistake.

"What time is it?" Rachel zoned out of her daydream and asked the charming guy for the time, not even wanting to know.

"11:10." he said and Rachel squealed in excitement. He looked so confused, that she had to explain him that they were supposed to make a wish at 11:11. Kurt and her strongly believed that anything you asked for at that time became true. She slipped her phone out of her pocket, and opened the clock app, which told you the seconds too.

11:10:38

Close. So close. Less than 30 seconds.

11:10:41

She saw her friends coming closer to her, and she made a gesture to indicate them to come closer. They all sat down, and holded hands. They looked like total assholes, but they had done that ever since they were 20. Santana's expression revealed embarrassment, but she knew she had to do that for her friends.

11:10:59

Finally, it was the time. Kurt smiled, and wished for something stupid. Brittany wished to meet a unicorn, thing that would certainly never happen. Santana didn't even bother to wish something. The stranger guy who was flirting with Rachel wished to sleep with her. After he had done that, he leaned closer to her.

"Make a wish." the boy whispered in Rachel's ear. The brunette closed her eyes and hoped for the thing she wanted the most...

"17, again."

"Ugh. My head hurts." Rachel complained when Kurt pulled into the parking lot of his flat. It was already 3AM, and they had had a long night. Rachel had kissed the stranger, whose name was John, but refused to sleep with him after he had told her about the enormous list of girls he had fucked, and Kurt had met a guy who turned out to be pretty weird. They danced like crazy until 2:30, time they left the club, then dropped Brittany and Santana in their house, and went right where they were.

"I know, you drank too much." he laughed. He hadn't drunk anything, of course. He was the assigned driver for that night. Rachel hit him on the shoulder with the remaining strength she had. He laughed harder at her attempt of hurting him, and she sighed in frustration.

They got out of the car and went upstairs. Kurtl lent her a t-shirt and a pair shorts. They looked terrible on her, but she didn't care. After all, it was 3AM and she didn't feel like arguing about what she should wear to sleep.

"You can sleep on my bed if you want." he told her. Rachel nodded in agreement, and went upstairs. Once she found a comfortable position on Kurt's luxurious bed, she covered herself with the white and soft blankets and closed her eyes, remembering her wish.

(A/N): Hey! I'm gonna let Ashley and Charlie kind of out for the next few chapters, but I'm planning a very big comeback for them! lol. Please review if you liked it, and if you didn't comment a suggestion! (not rudely, of course). Maybe I'll do a double update today… who knows.