Here I am again. Hope you're still interested in this story... This chapter is small because I'm busy at the moment... Have fun reading!
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Rachel
The next day, Rachel is trying to leave school to go home when Puck jumps into view.
"Hey, hot jew." He grins.
She frowns. "Well hello, Noah. What do you want from me on this awful tuesday?" She asks.
"Hmm, I just want to ask some subtle questions... Are you into girls?"
Rachel flinches. What is that for a question?
"Ehh, well..." She begins, confused.
"That's a yes, then. Next: What do you think of Quinn?" He interups.
Rachel frowns. "Uhh, I don't know?" She answers.
"Do you think she's pretty?" He looks at her with an odd expression which Rachel can't quit place.
"Uhh, well, she's one of the prettiest girls on earth, but everyone can see that, right?" She answers slowly. She almost asks it to herself. It's normal to think that way about Quinn, right? There's no way anyone CAN'T see that. They must be blind. No, even a blind person can feel Quinn's prettiness, she's sure of it.
Puck grins. "That's all I have to know, Berry."
He walks away, still grinning. There are some strange things happening today.
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Kurt
Kurt just fixed his hair good enough to go home properly represented, when he hears the voice of the most unexpected person behind him.
"Kurt. Just the man I was looking for."
Kurt turns around in surprise.
"You're talking to ME?" He asks Puck.
"Well, you're the only one at this school with the name Kurt, right?" Puck says.
"That's not the point. The point is that you never said a single word to me in three years." Kurt dryly answers. He wants to walks away but a hand stops him.
"You're not walking away until I said what I have to say." Puck commands.
Kurt turns around frowning, now facing him again.
"For your information: You don't have any power over me. But okay, I will listen. Because you asked so nicely." He says sarcastically.
Puck grins approvingly. "You're buddies with Rachel, right?" He asks.
Kurt frowns again. Damn, he hates frowning because it will cause wrinkles but he just can't help it. He really needs a facelift after this day.
"I wouldn't call it a friendship, but we don't hate each other..." Kurt answers.
Puck nods. "Close enough. I need you to send Rachel to Breadstix tomorrow at 7 'o clock in the evening. Can I count on you?" He asks.
Kurt shakes his head in confusion. "Wait, what? Why would I send Rachel to that place?" He asks.
"Let's just say it's a blind date." Puck shrugs.
Kurt's eyes start twinkling. He absolutely loves blind dates. He likes the dressing up for the date part the most.
"Can I give her a make-over?" He begs.
Puck frowns.
"Rachel needs a make-over, that's for sure. She manages to dress like a grandma and a toddler at the same time. As long as she's not looking like a sad clown hooker again, sure." Puck answers thoughtfully.
Kurt's smile grows. "I will not disappoint." He says to Puck, before walking away with a grin plastered to his face.
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Rachel
A lot of people suddenly want to talk to her and it confuses her. Right now, it's a beaming Kurt, who says a lot of things Rachel can't understand because he's rambling like an idiot. Even faster than she normally talks.
"Kurt, you're rambling really fast. I don't understand a word." She sighs.
Kurt's smile turns into a frown. "Ow. Well, I take you to Breadstix tomorrow at 7. And I'm giving you a make-over beforehand, to make a long story short."
So suddenly Kurt wants to go out as friends? She recalls the moments Kurt called her an annoying diva, a little brat and a spoiled loud-mouth. "So we're suddenly friends?" She asks with a scowl.
"Oh, Rachel Berry, we've always been friends, right?"
It sounds forced and fake. "Okay. You know what? Let's do this, then." She groans.
Kurt claps enthusiastically in his hands. "I expect you to come to my place tomorrow at 5 'o clock, then. Oh and bring your animal sweaters." He adds.
"Wait. You want me to bring ALL my sweaters?" She asks confused.
"Yup." Kurt casually says.
"Uhh, well, okay. But what are you gonna do with them?" Rachel looks suspiciously at him.
"You'll see. But you'll feel better afterwards." Kurt says.
"So you're not going to do something bad?" She asks.
"Nahh, of course not." He grins.
Rachel frowns but shrugs. "You'll see me tomorrow, then." She states.
Kurt smiles. "Yes! Okay!" He yelps happily. Rachel rolls her eyes.
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Rachel
After school, she sees she received a message. From her stranger. Well, that's a long time ago. Rachel frowns.
Rabbithole17: I've never forgotten about you. This situation is just really hard for me.
Broadwaystar0110: That you can't say who you are?
Rabbithole17: Being in love with a girl.
Broadwaystar0110: Oh...
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Rachel's heart flutters. Her stranger still loves her.
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Rabbithole17: My parents won't accept it.
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This makes Rachel think about a conversation she had with someone once, but she can't quite place which one.
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Broadwaystar0110: But do you accept it yourself?
Rabbithole17: I don't know. This is just so confusing. And scary.
Broadwaystar0110: I know. I mean, I have two gay dads, but that makes it even worse. It's so stereotype for the daughter to be gay too, you know?
Rabbithole17: You're not stereotype...
Broadwaystar0110: I still don't know if this is all just a joke. I mean, I'm nothing special. I'm just an annoying girl who everyone hates.
Rabbithole17: You're so much more than that... And if this was a joke, I would've done something a lot sooner than this, right? Graduation is two months away.
Broadwaystar0110: And then I'll never hear of you again. I never even saw you.
Rabbithole17: Oh, believe me, you saw me a lot of times. And all of those times were awful. You're not going to miss me.
Broadwaystar0110: I'm going to miss the REAL you, then... So, I know you well?
Rabbithole17: You know me but I'm a whole different person in real life than I am here. It's a miracle that you never actually said that you hate me.
Broadwaystar0110: I know it when people hide in real life. I can see right through them. Even in the meanest people, I see something good. Most of them are just scared of something. Maybe to get hurt.
Rabbithole17: I don't deserve you. That's a fact.
Broadwaystar0110: Every person can change.
Rabbithole17: I want to change for you.
Broadwaystar0110: Do it, then. Show me the real you. Be a good person.
Rabbithole17: I'm scared.
Broadwaystar0110: And you'll stay scared till you let it out. I won't judge you if I know who you are.
Rabbithole17: I can't survive another person I love being taken away from me. And I know you don't want me, I'm an awful person.
Broadwaystar0110: You're stuck with me. I'll never leave you alone if you only gave me the chance to love you.
Rabbithole17: Can you be in love with someone that's fake in real life?
Broadwaystar0110: I know how you are behind your computer. And I like that person. I love the real you.
Rabbithole17: I'll try, okay?
Broadwaystar0110: Please, try your best.
Rabbithole17: I'm going to do it. I'll be the person you want me to be. Or, like I said, I'll try.
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Rabbithole17 is offline. Rachel sighs. Who is this person? Who is her stranger? She says she's awful to her. It must be a cheerleader, but which one? Every cheerleader is horrible to her. Every single one. They've all thrown slushies to her, although there are three cheerleaders in particular who throw the most. But her stranger being one of them... That's ridiculous. But she'll find out. She'll love her stranger, no matter who it is.
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This was it... Review, follow, please :)