June, 2015. (the next day)
Rachel plopped down into the cab and quickly gave the driver her street names. This was just what she needed, a big event to hectically prepare for to take her mind off things. Also, one of the benefits to being a manic depressive was one night you could be crying hysterically for no reason at all and the next morning you could be perfectly fine.
Rachel grabbed her phone from her phone and began quickly dialing Kurt's number.
"Hi darling, what's up?"
Rachel breathed a sigh of relief when he picked up.
"Please tell me you have no plans for tonight?"
She tapped her feet impatiently. She was already running way late for her hair appointment.
"Well," Kurt started ambiguously, "Justin and I were planning on seeing the Avatar sequel tonight, but if you offer me something better to do I might be willing to reschedule."
Rachel smiled, "How about a charity benefit gala at the Met?"
"Oh I am so there. But why, may I ask, is the invite so last minute?"
"Roger's out of town, and I completely forgot about it until about twenty minutes ago when my hair stylist called me to ask why I wasn't at the salon and I remembered I had scheduled an appointment specifically for this thing."
"Oh dear," he responded, "That's never good. But you can always rely on Kurt to the rescue. Which reminds me, if I may be so bold, can I ask how things are going with you and your former flame aka my brother by marriage?"
Rachel began tapping her foot even more nervously.
"Things are great. Really great. We're friends. That's all. Just good friends. But not too good obviously, we're just the perfect medium amount of friends.."
Holy moses, she had totally overdone it..
"Rachel Berry you better tell me what's going on right this instant. Did you two sleep together?"
"No!" she screamed so loudly that her cab driver sent her a dirty look.
"No," she repeated in a quieter voice, "We just kissed, okay?"
"Oh sweet lord and baby jesus.."
"It was a mistake alright? Don't worry I'm already in the process of denying its occurrence to myself. So let's just not mention it ever again.."
Kurt remained silent on the other end of the line for a bit. Finally he spoke again.
"Rachel, have you ever considered listening to his side of the story?"
She reddened, wasn't Kurt supposed to be on herside?
"Why would I do that? I only became, quote on quote 'friends' with him so I could get through this job. But I never planned on letting the remnant emotions of high school Rachel Berry come up again, and I definitely never wanted to hear 'his' side to the story. Four years ago Finn Hudson broke me, plain and simple, and he's lucky I'm even tolerating him at all right now."
"I don't know," Kurt sounded uncharacteristically unsure of himself, "it just seems to me as if talking it out would help you guys move forward, whether to become genuine friends, awkward acquaintances, or whatever, but at least you guys would know where you stood. Right now it just makes everyone really uncomfortable to see you guys acting as if you don't have a seriously loaded history."
Rachel thanked her stars when she saw her salon come into view.
"You just don't get the situation Kurt. Anyway, I have to go, I'm at my stylist's. Meet me at my place at 7?"
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Teen FictionRachel and Finn try to begin new lives as they leave both Lima and each other after graduating high school. But their attempts to move on are futile, and certain relationships just can't be avoided when they're meant to be.
