Rachel hurried up the familiar steps of William McKinley High School and headed straight to the choir nationals were now tanned and looked as though they hadn't gotten enough sleep. One face in particular stood out however. She had seen this face before, which was true. But she hadn't seen it in her choir room.

"Hey Rach!" Blaine Anderson said, walking across the room to give her a hug.

His hair, his skin, he's out of his blazer! She thought. Last time she had seen him like this she had kissed him and almost ruined her friendship with Kurt. Rachel hugged him back but quickly ran over to sit by Finn, whom she had been dating over the summer. She glanced around the room. Quinn and Noah, that can't be good. Mike and Tina look happy, as always. Oh! Britt and Santana seem to be together…San must've come out. Where's Zizes? Artie looks terrible! He probably never got over Brittany. Oh gosh, Mr. Schue is wearing a Journey shirt!-

Her thoughts were interrupted by a shove. Finn had pushed her a little too hard and out of her chair, he never did know his own strength.

"Oh, geez! Sorry Rach!" he said bending down awkwardly to help her up. She gave him a forced smile and smoothed her skirt.

"Okay Class! Since it's the first day back I'm going to give it to you to come up with a duet. Song of your choice. We'll sing Friday." Mr. Schuester said over the whispers of the New Directions.

Rachel bit her lip and looked at Finn. He simply nodded and continued his conversation with Puck of how hard it was to get into Quinn's pants.

Where was I? Oh yeah. Kurt and Blaine don't seem to be sitting by each other. They must've had a fight. Why is he even here? Didn't Blaine go to Dalton, like, yesterday? That's weird. I wonder what they're fighting about…I should probably go ask Kurt. She thought. She glanced over at Kurt and saw him having a full blown conversation with Mercedes, probably about his fashion choice, which just happened to be the same cardigan she was wearing. Her eyes wandered around the room until they fell on Blaine, who saw sitting alone staring at the ceiling. She would go talk to him now while there was nobody around, to try and make things less awkward.

"Hey." Rachel said pulling a chair over next to Blaine's.

"Hello Miss Berry." Blaine said merrily as he ran his fingers through his uncombed, hair gel free, curly locks.

"So who are you singing your duet with?" Rachel asked him biting her lip.

"Actually, I don't know. Lauren will be here later, I saw her in the office when I dropped off the last of my paperwork. That makes me the thirteenth member, otherwise known as the one without a partner." He said, giving a weary smile.

"Lucky thirteen…"

Should I tell her? I don't know…would Kurt want me to? I don't think he wanted me to tell anyone I was questioning my sexuality. Then again, if I were to tell anybody it would be Rachel. She was the one who made me question it in the first place. Damn, she's a good kisser. Blaine thought, running his fingers through his hair a few more times while doing so.

Nervously, Rachel smoothed her skirt and scooted up closer to the edge of her seat. She glanced at the clock.

"Hey, do you think you might want to come over tonight?" Rachel blurted out. "Finn's going to be at Puck's and my dad's are out of town. I'll be kind of lonely." Her heart raced as the words left her lips.

"Yeah! Sure, I'll come over!" Blaine said enthusiastically.

"Don't you have to tell Kurt?"

"We've been having some issues, I'll explain later." The bell rang and the first glee club meeting of the year was over.

"Ugh!" Rachel yelped as she threw almost every skirt she owned onto her bed. She rolled her eyes and walked across the room to have a good look at them all. Her mind raced as she narrowed down her choice. She held a short black, ruffled skirt up to herself. It was a considerable amount shorter than the skirt she already had on but she gave herself an approving nod anyways. She folded the rest of her skirts neatly and placed them back in their drawers. She pulled on a light pink tank top and smoothed out her bead spread.

DING DONG!

Rachel jumped at the sound of the doorbell. She stopped in from of the hallway mirror on her way down the steps.

"Hello!" Rachel said swinging the door open and smiling.

He looks even better than he did at school! Blaine had traded his khaki pants for a pair of old jeans and his sweater vest for an old rusty colored tee shirt.

"Hey Rach! You look nice!" he said as he took off his sneakers and shut the door.

Rachel smiled and ran upstairs to her bedroom. Blaine followed almost immediately. Rachel sat down on the small couch at the end of her bed and looked up at the door. Blaine walked into her bedroom and sat down next to her.

Oh my gosh, that skirt. Aw, her smile. It's killing me. I cannot wait to tell her. I need to know her reaction. What if it's just me? What if this is all in my head? What if I gave up Kurt for nothing?

"So I-" Rachel started but was cut off.

"I have something important to tell you. Do you remember in Glee club today if I should've asked Kurt if I could come here and I'd explain why I didn't have to later? Well it's later. I need to get this off my chest. The reason me and Kurt have been fighting is because I've been questioning my sexuality. I think I may be bi, not one hundred percent gay. I told Kurt and he totally went off on me." Blaine said finishing with a gasp of air. Rachel jaw dropped.

So he may be bi now? I may have a chance with him? Poor Kurt…I'm being selfish! Blaine was Kurt's first!

"Well…say something!" Blaine whispered touching Rachel's hand.

Why isn't she talking? WHY ISN'T SHE TALKING? Did I say something wrong? Does she not like me? What? I feel like a complete idiot! Why did I ever tell her? Stupid, stupid, stupid! Blaine though back to the last time he'd been here, in Rachel Berry's house. That glorious game of spin the bottle.

"Blaine. I've got something to tell you too. Do you remember when we kissed? At my party? Well when we kissed I felt something special, very special. Even more special than when I kiss Finn. Something me and Finn don't have and I never knew how to describe it. I was embarrassed about it to be honest. But I think I know what it is now, Blaine." Rachel said standing up. She moved swiftly over to her bed and lie down. Blaine's heard turned slowly as he watched her, biting his lip.

"I think I know too." Blaine stood up and walked over to Rachel's bed. He looked at her for a second then ran his fingers through his hair. He climbed onto her bed and looked her in the eyes. They were still, eyes locked on one another until Blaine spoke. "Fireworks."

He leaned in closer and closer until their lips almost met. He bit his lip and laughed. "I've never done this before." He backed away and lie down on this back.

"It's okay. I'll show you." Rachel said, moving on top of him. She looked into his eyes and ran her fingers through his hair. His hands rose until they surrounded her face. They both leaned in, their faces becoming closer and closer until finally their lips met.

This is it. This is what I don't feel with Finn. These are the fireworks that he was talking about, the ones he felt every time he kissed Quinn. This is what it feels like.

Rachel Berry, this is what it feels like to be close to Rachel Berry. How can Finn be blowing her off to play video games with Puck right now? How could he rather be doing that than this. Maybe he doesn't feel what I'm feeling right now when he kisses her.

After at least a minute the two broke apart. Rachel bit her lip and Blaine smiled up at her. "So, this is what I've been missing?"