This is my first Glee fic with a Rachel/Finn/Quinn love triangle. Although I am a Finchel shipper, this story starts off with Finn and Quinn being together. And by the way, this may be cactegorized as Glee, but this story is A/U and does not follow the storyline in the series because here Rachel and Puck are siblings - which is crucial to this storyline. I hope you all like it and enjoy reading it as much as I did. And do not hesitate on leaving me reviews/comments/opinions at the end.

Chapter One

*Rachel's POV*

Okay, so it wasn't like I was desperate — yet. I mean, there had certainly been other times when I had ended a relationship just weeks before some major social event. On the other hand, New Year's Eve was not just any social event. It was the event — at least for the month of January. And Lima, Ohio is not really overflowing with single great–looking men. I wasn't worried — yet. Always one to take control where I could and leave the rest to God, I decided to go shopping.

I had gifts covered for family and friends, but there were parties and events associated with the season that demanded at the least a new pair of shoes, and at the most a dynamite jacket to freshen up one of my signature little black dresses. And that didn't even begin to address an outfit for New Year's Eve.

Mid–December in Ohio can be either spectacularly sunny, even balmy, or it can be bone–chilling and damp with a low cover of clouds that seems destined to collapse under its own weight. Monday was of the bone–chilling variety, and damp had turned into actual drizzle. I often volunteer at my church, not only because I've been a member there since birth but also because my best friend, Quinn Fabray, is the director of adult programming. In my actual life — career wise — I am an aspiring actress and a freelance party/wedding/event planner.

I pull on my butternut leather jacket and newsboy cap and head down the hall to Quinn's office to let her know I'm off to the mall. Not that this is a destination that interests her in the slightest — usually.

"The mall?" she says and reaches for her coat. "Great. I'll come with you." Quinn cinches her trench–coat belt and pulls on a really hideous knit beret.

Quinn and I know each other very well. We've been friends so long that we are closer than most sisters I know. We can finish each other's sentences and we always know when the other one is happy, sad, mad or holding something back. This — as you will see — will come in to play later, but I digress.

"You don't do malls," I remind her.

"Only when forced," she agrees as she stuffs various papers and other items into the leather suitcase that she truly believes is a perfectly acceptable purse.

"Oh," I reply — a light dawning. "Of course, you also need something spectacular for New Year's Eve, in case." Things are looking up. I am always more than willing to play personal shopper for Quinn when it comes to clothes, which is quite a surprise for most of our friends since I didn't really have a good fashion sense back in high school. But people change, and that includes fashion don't you think? And it seemed like Quinn now lacked the fashion sense she had when we were younger. Maybe it's because she's always too busy with work and all the community programs she goes to.

Quinn is pulling on gloves that match the hat. I try not to shudder. "No," she says, laughing. "It's Finn. I have no idea what to get him and time is running out and…well, I've completely drawn a blank and you've known him longer than I have."

This is true. Finn Hudson, Quinn and I have been friends since Finn and his family moved in across the street from me when I was in elementary. Within a month, Finn was like another member of our family — always in and out of the house or sprawled in one of the club chairs in our family room watching sports with my dads and older brother. He took Quinn to our junior prom — at my suggestion. And they both dated in senior year and went to the same university.

But ever since Finn graduated and returned to Lima ready to change the world, he and Quinn have been seeing each other. I was seeing Jesse St. James at the time and it was natural that Finn and Quinn would double with us. Then — long after Jesse was history — Quinn and Finn stayed together while I moved on — and on and on.

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