Fan Fiction

Every night the same old dream, so good Rachel Berry hates to open her eyes. She knew how much she wanted it and knew she had what it takes. Rachel wanted to run away to New York and finally get to sing ‘Don’t Cry For Me Argentina’ on the real Broadway stage.
Rachel rolled over in her bed to turn of her alarm clock, 6:15, she got up and ran on her treadmill towards her goal; New York. “What’s the point?” she thought. “Kurt’s already started auditioning, Santana’s already started working on an album and I’m just Rachel, waking up early every morning to work at an ice cream parlor with a trouty mouth” She felt like it would never happen, but she knew it would

One Year Later

“Here I am again” Rachel smiled.
“It’s pretty nice, isn’t it?” Asked a familiar voice.
“Jesse?” Rachel asked turning around.
“In the flesh” he answered/ “So, what are you doing here?” he asked her.
“Making my Broadway debut” she told him. “Oh my god, I’m freaking out inside. I mean, you, Broadway, life!” Rachel was overwhelmed with all these good things.
Jesse looked at her then said “Maybe I’ll see you around sometime.” He kissed her on the cheek and walked away.

That night Rachel got to her hotel room and looked around. It wasn’t the nicest place ever “But I’m going to have to make do” she mumbled to herself. She woke up the next morning at her normal time and got ready to go rehearse for her first Broadway musical.

She arrived exactly at 9:00am, she was in sweats and a tank top ready to dance. “Hello, Rachel, I’m Tod, I’m sure you’re excited to get started, but first I’d like to introduce you to your love interest, Mr. Jesse St. James” An old, tall, awkward man welcomed Rachel.
“I know” Rachel told him.
“You know?”
“High school friends” Jesse interrupted.
“I’m sure” said Todd, confused.

It was opening night and Rachel was freaking out, Kurt and her dads were out i the front row supporting her, but Rachel found it kind of nerve racking.
By the last scene Jesse had to kiss Rachel, he leaned in and Rachel followed, he kissed her and they both felt fireworks. The curtain closed and Jesse whispered “I’m so sorry I ever left you, Rachel”
She nodded and leaned in for another kiss.

Kurt and Rachel’s dads met them backstage. “Great job, Rachel!” Kurt said. “Your voice was stunning, I must admit, and Jesse- I have nothing.”
“Well, Kurt-” Jesse started.
“Take care of her, she’s our only one, don’t want to screw her up!!” One of Rachel’s dads said.
“But we approve” her other one said.