Glee.

Eighteen: Choke.

Rachel walked down the school corridor...

Rachel's Voice-Over: "Deep in space, there are giant interstellar clouds. Most of them just float through the universe content to be balls of gas and space dust, but there are special ones. Maybe they collide with a supernova or are just made up of something extra amazing, but one day they just get too big for the nebulas they're in, and with the sheer gravitational force of their awesomeness, they become a star. My NYADA audition is this week. All of the singing and dancing lessons and hours spent until late into the night practicing my Oscar acceptance speech in a mirror are just about to come home to find a purchase. My fiancé couldn't be more excited or supportive. I have some simple rules when I'm getting ready for a big performance. Firstly, no milk makes you too phlegm. Secondly, no doorknobs... they spread infections. So do kisses. So what if I have some superstitions too? I never step in cracks, and sometimes I walk backwards, and everyone I see becomes a metaphor for the things that could stop me."

Later that night, Rachel stood in the mirror...

"You're a star, Rachel Berry, and in two days from now you are going to shine so bright on that stage that the sun is going to cry with envy. You know when your time is, and it's now." Rachel says.

Finn was in school, walking over to Puck...

"Hey, listen, man... I overheard you talking to that sophomore girl yesterday." Finn muttered.

"Whoa, back off, dude, you've got a fiancée. Plus, I called dibs on all chicks whose boobs aren't done growing yet." Puck said.

"Not that, okay? You guys were talking about graduation. Dude, hear me out. I know you've got your pool-cleaning business and everything, but even if college isn't your thing, it's still important to graduate. You gotta think ahead. Who knows, maybe one day you're gonna want to clean the White House pool or something." Said Finn.

"I appreciate the brovention, but I just told her that, so I can get a sympathy pants massage. I'll be getting my diploma right next to you. I'm doing well in the auto, metal, and wood shop. All I've gotta do is pass Mrs. Doosenberry's European Geography test, and I can graduate." Puck says.

"Yeah, but how are you going to do that?" Asked Finn.

"I got a plan. I may not be too good at world geography, but I'm real good at female geography." Said Puck.

A few minutes later, Brittany walked over to Tina, Sugar, Santana, and Mercedes...

"You guys, I just went to my first student council meeting, and I found out that we have another prom this year. As president, I need to come up with the theme. I'm thinking if we do alien abductions, we could set up cornfields and probing booths." Brittany says.

Ashleigh was standing by her locker, leaning against it, talking to Blaine when she saw Shannon's eye.

"Looks like Mr. Beiste went all Chris Brown on Mrs. Beiste... what happened? Did Coach Cooper put the smack-down on you 'cause you wouldn't let him be on top?" Santana asked, looking around the group.

"Excuse me." Ashleigh said, looking at Blaine and walking over to Santana. "What did you just say?"

"Nothing. It was a joke." Said Santana.

Roz stood a few feet behind Ashleigh.

"Didn't sound like a freaking joke, Santana? You think maybe he could've hit her? Did that ever cross your small-sized brain? Are men hitting women funny to you?" Ashleigh asked.