"So, for Sectionals we will have a duet, a solo ballad, and a group number. " Shelby announced, "For the group number, I decided we should do 'Another One Bites The Dust' with Jesse with lead vocals. The duet will be between the leads and the ballad will go to Rachel."
Giselle sneered. Since Rachel came, she stole everything from her: Jesse, her popularity, and her lead. She deserved the lead and Jesse and she is not letting Rachel keep everything that belongs to her for a long time. Rachel can have Jesse and her lead for now, but she shouldn't get comfortable.
"For the ballad, I nominate On My Own. Another One Bites The Dust was released in 1980 and Les Miserables was the top Broadway show in 1980." Rachel chipped in. "And it's a song I'm well prepared for."
Shelby nodded and agreed. "Is everyone okay with that?"
Everyone nodded and murmured in agreement. They were scared of what Rachel was capable of.
Okay, then. Rachel and Jesse, why don't you go to the recording studio and think of ideas for a duet? Everyone else gathers on the stage. Let's start learning the choreography.
"Do you have any ideas of some duets?" Jesse asked Rachel. Jesse focused on looking on music sheet collection in the recording studio. Rachel didn't say anything to Jesse. Which was pretty peculiar. Jesse looked at Rachel to hear a response but Rachel just looked away towards the stage where the rest of Vocal Adrenaline was learning the choreography to Another One Bites The Dust.
Rachel was acting a little strange since this morning. Well, it was natural since Rachel had some doubts on her feelings. Her feelings about Jesse. After their duet that morning, Rachel starting developing… feelings for Jesse, feelings that shouldn't be there. She was in love with Noah. She was dating Noah. She was only at Carmel for her mom. She had to stop distracting herself with Jesse's annoying and egotistical personality, and his inability to work with other and his amazing voice and his deep blue-green eyes… Rachel mentally cursed and scolded herself. She slapped herself on the forehead.
Jesse, startled a bit by the sudden action of Rachel, slightly jumped out of his seat. "Ummm..?" Jesse started talking cautiously. "Are you alright?" He studied Rachel a little, seeing her thinking about her answer.
"Yeah. I mean yes. I am alright. Fine. Okay." Rachel ranted nervously. "Why wouldn't I be? I'm alright. I am just fine." Jesse was apprehensive how to react next. He didn't know Rachel that much. Even though, he was falling for her.
Rachel, not wanting to continue their current conversation, changed to the topic. "What did you say while ago?"
"I was asking if you had any suggestions for duets." Jesse repeated with a tone with slight annoyance.
"Oh yeah. Sorry. A lot is one my plate. Never mind about me." Rachel really needed to practice acting around Jesse. "Since the previous songs are from the 1980s, we could do a duet from the 1980s? Or a bittersweet duet? Because the other songs have like a bittersweet sound to them?"
What about We Got Tonight, Kenny Rogers and Sheena Easton version?" Jesse offered. Rachel jumped out of her seat.
"Perfect! How about we practice after school?" Rachel said excitedly. Her thoughts caught up to her and she added. "If you aren't busy," she paused "And I actually, might have something."
"Nope. You aren't sweetie." Shelby interrupted "Jesse, you're not busy either, right?" Jesse responded with a no. "It's settled then! And Rachel, Santana's here."
Rachel had a confused and surprised look on her face. She raced out the door to meet Santana.
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"Hey, Satan!" Rachel chirped cheerfully. Happy that her best friend decided to visit her.
"Hey, Rachel." Santana replied with a sour face. Rachel smiled slowly faded away. Santana would answer with "Hey, Bitch!" or something. Rachel knew that something is wrong.
"Santana? Is something wrong?" Rachel worriedly asked.
"Puck slept with Quinn. She's pregnant."
Hey, guys! Angela here! Sorry for not posting this story for a loooonnnnggggg time! Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter! How did you like the cliff-hanger?
