Summary: "She was getting fat. It was absurd, confusing, and quite bump in the metaphoric road." Blaine/Rachel.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoy this and please read and review! I recently began watching Glee and I absolutely love this, Blaine, and his amazing voice. This is set several months after "Blame It on the Alcohol" and Blaine has already transferred to McKinley.

Get It Right

She noticed that her stomach was swelling. She was getting fat. It was absurd, confusing, and quite the bump in the metaphoric road. A performer who was fat was not going to get the best parts on the Broadway stage, was not going to make friends and become popular in high school, and not going to reunite with Finn Hudson. She frowned, twirling in the mirror. No, that pooch was not going to work at all, but first she would have to carefully consider what had caused it and eliminate that from her life. She had not been eating more than usual, and even if she did her strict vegan diet would not fatten her as she was. Also, she had been getting more and more exercise due to the increasing number of Glee practices and her own personal practices while preparing for NYADA, which she was obviously going to be accepted into any day.

Still, none of this gave her reason for that swelling in her stomach.

"The truth of the matter is that I ordered a skinny peppermint mocha and this is clearly a peppermint mocha." Rachel Berry held out her cup towards the barista with an open mouth and incredulous expression. How could someone make such a mistake? She let out an impatient huff, upset that her morning had been stalled by such a foolish mistake. If she did not have her skinny peppermint mocha, a holiday must-have, and get to school at exactly 7:45, there was going to be some considerable consequences. Thankfully, the barista apologized fluently, provided her with a coupon, and quickly fixed her mistake, providing her with the right drink.

It was exactly 7:32, giving her enough time to get to school at 7:45, if the stoplights were all green and there was no traffic. She walked with rapidity to the door, only to be stopped by a hand on her shoulder. She quickly imagined one of those murders on those horror movies that she never had time to watch. She quickly positioned her mocha to a position where she could splash it at the person's face, giving her time to scream and run away. When she turned around however, she only saw Kurt's friend. His gay friend. She smiled, ignoring the knowledge that the last time that they were in a coffee shop together he had severely damaged her ego and hurt her self-esteem by declaring himself gay after she had kissed him quite impulsively. And hurt her feelings, to be honest. She had just known that they had chemistry, and he was one who could compete with her vocally, leading to an intelligent match.

"Rachel, right?" Blaine Warbler asked with a smile, "Hey."

She was too distracted by his bright, white perfect grin to respond for a moment. "Blaine Warbler," she said even though she knew who he was.

"You know my last name is not Warbler, right?" He asked with a laugh, seeming genuinely happy to run into her, which confused her. She most likely did not like to be confused, so for a moment, a tiny frown appeared on her face before she was able to banish it away.

She shrugged at his question, then, replying, "Semantics." She knew that the clock was ticking and it was most likely 7:38 at the least, but Blaine Warbler or Anderson was smiling at her with his breathtakingly gorgeous smile and she figured that the apocalypse was not going to appear if she did not reach McKinley High at 7:45. Plus if it did, she was going to be with her (almost) perfect match and that would be just fine. Somehow his smile could make it all better, anyway.

But she was late to school and even though she left the coffee shop with a plan to meet again tomorrow at the same time, she was not sure she could handle the stress of going through that again. In the hallway though, Blaine waved when she looked his way and she walked through the halls with a smile upon her face. She guessed that if she was late, at least she had a good reason to be, although she did not see the frown that appeared on Kurt's face.

She walked by the lunch line as she normally did, carrying her carefully prepped vegan lunch to the table that she normally sat at with the New Directions who cared to sit with her, or ignore her while she sat with them, when she smelled the most delicious, appetizing thing. She cut in line between two of her fellow classmate, curiously looking for what that delicious smell came from. She found it almost immediately. She turned her nose up at it instantly, but her stomach growled anxiously for it and she yearned to have it. She quickly returned to her table. She was a vegan, yet she had found herself wanting three day old meatloaf. Disgusting. Inexcusable.

She did not notice the frown that Kurt gave her or the look in his eye from his position at the table down from her, only soon to be distracted by Mercedes. Instead she watched Finn and Quinn from across the room, so close, so together with jealousy and want. She frowned and returned to her eyes to her meal even though she did not quite feel like eating anymore. When she looked up again, looking for anything to focus on except Finn and Quinn, her eyes found Blaine from his position down the table. Kurt was whispering something to Mercedes, grinning and giggling every so often, looking at some person with an unfortunate style across the room. Blaine seemed to be left out so he sat bored, looking almost uncomfortable next to Noah. His eyes met hers and he made faces and grinned, brightening her day. She laughed to have Artie, Tina, and Mike, the only people who were around her look at her strangely. She ignored them instead returning faces at Blaine making him laugh. Her day had been brightened twice by him. She would have to make it up to him sometime.

The next morning, she arrived at the coffee shop to see Blaine already sitting at a table. Her heart jumped to her throat. She grinned at him. He stood up, offering her a coffee. She accepted it was a grateful "thank you" even though she knew that it was likely one that she did not like. He smiled at her, no rather grinned, in a heart melting way that reached his eyes. Suddenly, she frowned and he looked at her with an odd expression. She dropped the coffee, putting her hand to her stomach, vomiting all over Blaine's cardigan and awful, yet adorable in its way, bowtie.