hanging by a moment (jesse, emily and rach)

[rachel berry]

I didn't feel like going home after school today. My dads wouldn't be back from work until about six o'clock so I had a few hours to spare. But when I pulled my car up outside another school, I was full of disbelief. Why had my mind driven me here of all places? I killed the ignition and got out, shutting the door behind me and heading into the school. There were only a few people around and most of them looked like members of the audio-visual club behind for some sort of group meeting. No one recognized me, luckily, but all of Vocal Adrenaline knew who I was and I wouldn't be safe here if I saw one of them. So why was I heading towards the auditorium? It was their territory, not mine. I kept telling myself that as I pushed open the doors to it, but I had been fortunate. For some reason, the freakish soulless show choir who never rested weren't practising. I found a seat in the rows of chairs and just sat there for a while. Maybe Ms Corcoran would come in and I'd get to see my adopted half-sister. I could play with her for a while, if Shelby let me, and relay the news to Noah and Quinn. I was pretty sure they were interested in how Beth was. My mom might want to do a duet with me, if I asked her, and I could let some of the inside pain and grief out in song. I wasn't sure what we'd sing, but she would know. She wasn't the coach of the country's best glee club for nothing. But what if she didn't come? What if it was someone from the group itself? Someone who hated me. Jesse.

I hadn't even prepared myself for what might happen if he came. I knew he was the reason I was here, because I was so pathetically hung up over him. But if he came into the auditorium he might be with friends. He might feel pressure to be awful to me again. I put my feet up on the chair I was sitting on and hugged my legs closer to me, resting my head on my knees and closing my eyes. If I was honest with my self, I wanted nothing more than for him to hold me close and kiss me better. But admitting that was the reason I was never honest with myself, I didn't like hearing the truth. It was bitter and painful and shameful. I'd started now, however, and I didn't intend to stop. This place was so empty and it felt like a metaphor for my life. Deserted of people, of love, waiting for Jesse to return into it. I was so in love with him it physically hurt, and no one understood. No one in New Directions, they were all too biased. They wouldn't let me talk to him because they remembered what had happened last time, when they had advised me to stay away from him and I had defied them. I couldn't talk to my dads because they'd bring my therapist back like it was the answer to everything. If I talked to Seth he'd just go quiet and awkward. Suddenly, I was very thirsty. But the tears on my cheeks and eyelashes were enough to tell me this wasn't thirst, it was sadness. I was miserable and I didn't know how to stop it. Coming here had been a mistake, I realised, so I got up off my chair and took a deep breath, running for the doors again, staring at the ground to hide my tears, even when there was no one here. I had to leave. But just as I was about to get to the doors, someone walked in and I crashed straight into them. "I'm so sorry, I-" Looking up to see who it was, I stopped talking. It was him. Before I knew what I was doing, I had my buried my face in his chest and wound my arms around him. "You came." I whispered, as if I had invited him here. It felt so good to be close to him again.

Tagged;; Jesse and Emily
Status;; Completed!
Words;; 702 without code
Muse;; Medium. I'm tired, sorry.
Notes;; The guys is Jesse, btw. xD. Josh, you next? Makes sense
Outfit;; I'll make a polyvore at sometime
Lyrics;; "Another Day" from Rent
©: Taiyou-Ai of Caution 2.0

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[Jesse St. James]

"A dream is something that fills up the emptiness inside. The one thing that, you know if it came true, all of the hurt would go away."

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"Who am I to break this young girl's heart?/How the mighty rise and fall/I will not be beaten/You have yet to see me shining, shining/I wont take this lying down/I will not be beaten
You have yet to see me shining, shining."

- - -


Jesse did not like the Vocal Adrenaline auditorium, for many reasons. It wasn't calming or home, like the New Directions auditorium was. It was full of stress, loneliness and all sorts of other negative feelings. Ms. Coccran berated them and tore them to shreds in this room. She worked them after hours, running the numbers over and over again. This was a place full of blood, sweat and tears. This was a place where everyone expected him to be the very best, expected him to carry them into victory. And if he failed to do so, people would give him the cold shoulder. He didn't like being here during school hours, much less during after hours.

He pushed the door open and looked around. He had forgotten his school bag somewhere. It wasn't in the ballet room or science class. It wasn't in the lost and found or in the art room. It wasn't even in the cafeteria. He had looked everywhere. This was the only place it could be. He was startled for a moment, as he thought he heard Ms Coccran's voice in the hall. Thankfully, however, it was only one of the secretaries. He was about to turn around to begin his search when someone ran into him.

"I'm so sorry, I-"

He knew that voice. He'd know that voice anywhere. He'd know it in a crowd. He looked down, his eyes wide. "Rachel?!" Was this a dream? How many times had he wished that she would come to this very place and tell him that she'd always loved him and always would. Or was she here for a different purpose? Was she here to tell him that she hated him and would never forgive him? Was she here only to tell him to stay away forever?

No, none of those seemed right. She hadn't asked him to come nor had she even come during school hours. This was something completely different. He wondered if, perhaps, she came here for the same reasons he often visited the New Direction's auditorium. Maybe she missed him or found solace here, although, he couldn't imagine why. Or, perhaps it was just that this auditorium, like McKinley's, was the only way she could still be connected with him. He only hoped that was the case.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, thoroughly surprised. He looked down at her. Her eyes were filled with tears.

"You came."

Within a moment, she had collided into him, throwing her arms around him. He didn't understand what she had said, but he didn't care. He wrapped his arms around her tightly. He wouldn't let go. Not if you promised him the world. He sang a little lullaby in her ear and kissed her on the forehead, rocking her back and forth.

Tag: Rachel and Emily
Song: Shining- Kristian Leontiou
Notes: The song above, Shining, is SO perfect for this scene. Also, just general Jesse/Rachel at the moment. haha.

[wynnie everdeen]

you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESIST
J U S T T A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D
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I had come into the light and sound booth after school because I'd left my favorite pair of sunglasses here. That's when I saw her walk in. She looked around, then took a seat. Ms. Rachel Berry. I narrowed my eyes at her, placing the sunglasses back on my head. She was here for Jesse- I knew she was. Hadn't I told him? Warned him he was no good? Insisted that she was a McKinley spy and that I could be the one for him? I could give him more than her. And we both knew it. 

And, as if on cue, she stood up and ran into none other than Jesse. I rolled my eyes as they hugged, and he rocked her back and forth as if she was the baby she dressed like. I sighed through my teeth, leaning on one elbow to watch them through the window. I began to tap my fingers, one by one, along my chin as I planned the best way to ruin this little reunion.

I wanted Jesse for myself. No, I did not love him. I wasn't particularly attracted to him either. But Jesse St. James was the star of Vocal Adrenaline- and that made him the most popular kid in school. While I had little talent in singing, I did want to move up in the ranks of the social structure of Carmel. And the girlfriend of the most popular? It rockets me up to second most popular. Besides, to have him with that disgusting dresser Berry whose hands were almost the size of her mouth would be a disgrace to just about the whole school. So, you see, I'm doing it for his own good. That much should have been obvious.

So, I pulled my mind back in from it's wanderings and squinted my eyes on the couple. She was still crying. God, how old are you? I wanted to shout, but held my tongue, biting on my lower lip. I figure Jesse will respond best to the 'nice girl' approach. Innocent enough and just looking out for him like the friend I've been claiming to be. The friend I told him I was when I convinced him to drop the deadbeat and come back to Vocal Adrenaline.

And she came back to him in her desperation and he let her crawl back with open odds. God, I was disgusted. Pretending to gag, I turned and admired myself in the mirror. I straightened the bow on my little gray dress, smiled winningly and took the stairs to the auditorium two at a time.

As I entered the big room, I beamed at them. "Oh hi guys!" I gushed. I saw you come in and thought I'd say hi. Umm...no offense, but why are you here? I mean, this is Carmel territory. And you're in New Directions." at the last words, my voice hinted of malice and I glared at Rachel openly.

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[emily jordan]

i want the world to see what you mean to me, --------------------------------

I admit, I wasn't really the nicest person to start with, but today was a world record. I was in an incredibly bad mood and the littlest thing was making my head spin. I wanted to sing. If this were a musical, I would have broke out into song right there. But I couldn't do that because the teachers would freak out and screech while flailing and pointing towards the auditorium. I didn't really want to go there in case Ms. Corcoran was there. I didn't want her to decide that because I was there, she would drag me up and make me sing. I wanted to do it of my own accord, not because she wanted some entertainment. I was very entertaining, though. Then again, I had come to school after hours for a reason, I didn't just hang around because I had nowhere else to go. My father had a meeting so the house would have been empty. I did wish that it wasn't just me and my dad sometimes, though. I missed my brother way too much but I had to come to terms with the fact he wasn't coming back. Ever. I still hadn't grasped that he was dead. I'd told myself he was just on a long road trip and wouldn't be home until I'd forgotten all about him. That would be impossible, though. I could never forget about my own brother.

I stopped walking down the hallways, biting my lip and then deciding where I would go. Maybe I should go to the auditorium anyway, even if she was there. I sighed, moving my hair from my eyes and then walking towards the auditorium. I stopped when I saw Jesse push the door open. I grinned lightly. Ever since he'd humiliated Rachel, I'd found a certain attraction to him. I didn't want to date him and I wasn't in love with him, it was more the thirst of wanting to humiliate Rachel Berry even more. I didn't like her for many reasons, the main one being she wasn't in our school or Glee Club. I wouldn't get him, I knew that. But if I could convince Rachel Berry that he didn't love her then I would have her sorrow in the palm of my hand. Of course, her overprotective brute of a football player, Noah Puckerman, would have something to say about it. I'd always thought there was something going on between them. I knew he'd spoken to Seth before. Ugh. Seth. Another boy who was attracted to Big Nose. I didn't see the attraction, myself. I didn't think she was pretty. She was just mush in baby clothes. Hadn't anyone told her she dressed like a five year old? I bet they didn't just so they could laugh at her.

I was about to walk towards the doors when I saw someone else. Wynnie. I rolled my eyes, following her inside and then clearing my throat. Why was she in the auditorium? She wasn't a part of Vocal Adrenaline and she certainly wasn't going to mess my chances of degrading Rachel Berry. Or steal them, for that matter. I pushed past her, glaring at her for a second before looking over at Jesse and Rachel. "Oh, please, Jesse." I laughed, putting my hands on my hips. "Oi, Berry, you don't belong in our auditorium. Go back to your farm." I said simply, looking at Jesse and then rolling my eyes. He could do so much better anyway. "Thanks for last night, Jesse." I winked at him. Nothing happened last night, Rachel didn't know that.


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[rachel berry]

As he held me, I could hear his heart beating. A little faster than usual, which I hoped was a good thing. I never imagined I'd be this close to him again, but it was so comforting. When he began to sing in my ear, and I could feel his chin resting on my neck, my stomach suddenly went weak. A fluttering sensation. Butterflies. He had such an effect on me and I'd almost forgot it. I stepped away a little, moving my hands down to hold his gently in mine, looking up at his face as a small smile crept on my face. "I came here for you." I told him quietly, whispering as if someone else would hear, even though there was no one else in the auditorium. We were all alone. I moved closer to him again and put one hand on his cheek, standing on my toes and pressing my lips to his for a few moments, sinking back down onto the balls of my feet and looking up at him through my eyelashes. I was about to snuggle back into his arms when the doors open again and I instantly let go of his hands. I didn't recognize the person, she hadn't been at the party (or at least I hadn't seen her), and she wasn't in Vocal Adrenaline either. I guessed that she went here though, it made sense. But I didn't like the way she looked at him. It was lustful and it kind of made me want to go over there and slap her hard across the face for having such thoughts about my boyfriend Jesse.

But I didn't do that of course, instead I just raised my eyebrows and looked down my nose at her (despite the fact she was taller than me). Jesse liked me, not her. Not anyone else. Me. It would always be me. I was his soul mate. When she knew who I was I was a little surprised, seeing as I didn't know her. But then again, everyone probably knew me at Carmel after I had dated Jesse. I bet all the girls were itching with jealousy. I was concocting a good reply to her when the doors opened again. I looked over my shoulder to see who it was and my eyes narrowed when I saw Emily. Seriously, could this get any worse? Actually, knowing my luck, Andrea Cohen would be coming through them next. "Oh, please, Jesse." I smiled to myself, she was envious. I could tell. She wanted him all to herself and she wasn't going to get him. "Oi, Berry, you don't belong in our auditorium. Go back to your farm." I wasn't quite sure if she was calling my house or McKinley a farm, but I didn't appreciate either. I wasn't Heidi. Just because I didn't live in Akron didn't mean I was riddled with poverty. "I actually came here to see my mother. I hear she's still coaching. And, being an only child, I was curious to see my adopted sister. Plus, Quinn and Noah were asking after her and I was the only one with the courage to come here." I told them with a smug smile. Noah and Quinn hadn't actually asked me to come look for Beth, but they didn't have to know that. They didn't have to know anything.

This situation was awkward. I had come here to seek comfort in Jesse and people had walked in on us. I wasn't sure how to react, like I wasn't friends with Jesse and I still hated him, or show off the fact that he still had feelings for me. The idea that he had been playing me had been thrown out the window when Emily had been caught off guard and looked shocked when she saw us together. So I decided to go for the latter and I put my hand back in his again, looking at the jealous pair with a superior gaze that I had mastered with my years on the stage. But when Emily spoke again, I tensed a little and looked from her to Jesse, my eyes showing the disgust that I was trying to suppress. Maybe she was lying. She wanted to break us apart. Or maybe she was the one telling the truth and he was the one lying. Lying like when he had pretended to love me. "Jesse?" I said, my voice breaking a little as I looked at him. I didn't want to let her get to me, but the fact of the matter was that Jesse wasn't a virgin and I was. He'd probably had sexual relations with every girl in Vocal Adrenaline and who was I to guess that they would have stopped while he was pining over me. He was probably out celebrating the fact that he was single again. But I wanted him to reassure my that she was lying. That he would never dream of sleeping with someone else when his heart belonged to me. Keeping a tight grip of his hand I looked back at the two intruders with a glare.

Tagged;; Jesse, Wynnie and Emily
Status;; Completed!
Words;; 855 without code
Muse;; High, but putting it down on the post was hard xD
Notes;; This is awful, I apologise
Outfit;; I'll make a polyvore at sometime
Lyrics;; "Another Day" from Rent
©: Taiyou-Ai of Caution 2.0

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[Jesse St. James]

"A dream is something that fills up the emptiness inside. The one thing that, you know if it came true, all of the hurt would go away."

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"Who am I to break this young girl's heart?/How the mighty rise and fall/I will not be beaten/You have yet to see me shining, shining/I wont take this lying down/I will not be beaten
You have yet to see me shining, shining."

- - -


"I came here for you."

The whispered words left him breathless. She was seeking him out. He had kept his distance, except for when they had seen each other at the bowling alley. The closest he had gotten was to sit in her auditorium. It was the closest that he had ever felt allowed to get to her. But, perhaps, he thought, he should've tried harder, fought harder. It didn't matter now, though. He would keep fighting for her, if he had to. Although, by the way she was acting, it didn't seem like he would have to.

She stood closer to him, her cool breath on his face as she looked up at him. He could barely breathe. How many times had he dreamed of this but thought it impossible? She put a hand on his cheek, sending shivers down his spine. How many times had he told himself that he would do anything to just touch her again?

Suddenly, their lips met. It was a gentle touch at first, but as he leaned down, it deepened a bit. It took him a moment to comprehend this situation. Before, he had taken their kisses for granted. They were dating, so it was a common thing. But, it was only after they were forbidden that he had realized how much he would miss them, how much he desired them.

The auditorium doors opened and Wynnie entered. He had never liked Wynnie. She wanted to be the popular, it-girl. She flirted with him so often that it was almost embarrassing. But, he ignored her. She was just another girl who was trying to use him because they had something he wanted. They all seemed to think that he would go after them, just because he was single. He wouldn't do that to Rachel. His heart would always belong to her.

He frowned at her. "What are you doing here, Wynnie?"

The doors opened again and this time, Emily appeared. She was another girl who flirted with him often. He found their manipulations a turn-off. Since when did people think that he was the type of guy who would screw anything that walked, even if he knew that they were using him? He had enough self-confidence to know that he didn't want that.

"Thanks for last night."

Last night? Was she out of her mind? Nothing happened last night, except for what happened every night. He sat at home, watching television and having a bowl of ice cream. He had no real friends, so he didn't even need to leave the house. But, obviously, she was trying to psyche Rachel out. For whatever reason, both Emily and Wynnie were hell bent on trying to get Jesse, both for their own personal gain. Rachel had never done that to him. And, he believed, would never do anything so selfish to him, or to anyone.

"Last night?! You're crazy, Emily." His face was a mix of anger and sadness. Why? Why did this have to happen? Just when he had a chance again. He turned to Rachel, his face softening. He had to fight for her. This could not end this way. He would do whatever it took to convince her. "No, Rachel. Nothing happened. Emily is just trying to break us up. I wouldn't...I couldn't do that. Please, Rachel. You have to believe me."

Tag: Rachel, Wynnie and Emily
Song: Shining- Kristian Leontiou
Notes:

[emily jordan]

i want the world to see what you mean to me, --------------------------------

I wasn't too happy that Rachel Berry had just suddenly shown up here and decided that she wanted to talk to Jesse. The way I saw it, if he really loved her, he wouldn't have done those things to her. If this was really love, he wouldn't have broken eggs on her face. Heck, he wouldn't have even broken her heart. If he was truly in love with her and they were meant to be, they wouldn't be here anymore. Jesse would be at New Directions or not in the Glee Club anymore. If a boy in McKinley High, not that I'd ever fall for someone in WMHS, but if a guy in New Directions quit the Glee Club to prove they loved me, then I'd be there in no time. That was true love. Giving up something that meant a lot to you just so it makes your other half happy. But no, that wasn't the case with Jesse and Rachel. He'd degraded her, hurt her, broken her heart, humiliated her and she was still after him. I could tell she loved him. Lots. This was the only reason I was trying to bring her down. Jesse may have loved her but he didn't show it like she did. He'd never shown his feelings much, anyway. Not to me, that is. Clearly he'd opened up to Rachel, though. Otherwise they wouldn't be hugging right now. It made me feel sick, to think that they were going to lovers again. It made me more determined to bring her down. I wasn't jealous, no way. I just wanted to sleep with Jesse because he was the only guy in Vocal Adrenaline that I hadn't done the dirty with. Well, that I knew of. Unless someone was hiding from me.

I wasn't a whore, but I wasn't bothered who I slept with. Why should I be? If I wanted to have fun, I could. I thought if I'd done something terrible like.. got pregnant then maybe my brother would come back to tell me off. Maybe I'd see his face, even if it was only in my head. Just him telling me I was stupid and that if he were here, none of this would have happened. I frowned at myself, blinking away the image of my brother from..that day. I focused back on Rachel and Jesse, shaking my head at them. Rachel had nothing on me. She didn't put out for Jesse. I would and I'd show him a thumping good time while I did, too. I almost threw up when she said she'd come here for him. I shook my head, laughing lightly and then looked at Wynnie when Jesse said her name. I raised my eyebrows at her, scoffing and then turning my head back to face Jesse and Berry. I smirked at Jesse and then walked closer to him, putting my hands on his shoulders and shaking my head. "Oh, don't you know it, baby." I grinned, kissing his neck softly and then pulling away from him to look at Rachel. "Now, I don't like you, Rachel. But he's hurt you once, who's to say he wouldn't do it again?" I sighed, biting my lip and then putting my best sympathy face on. Those drama lessons had paid off. I was pretty good at lying, I did it most of the time.

Break them up? So they were official, then? I laughed at them words and then rolling my eyes, putting my hands on my hips and then looking at Rachel. I raised my eyebrows and then shrugged. "Then maybe get her house number? Or ask Noah and Quinn to come themselves?" I shook my head. "Anyway, you just said yourself, you came for Jesse. So put a sock in it, deary." I scoffed, glancing back at Jesse for a second. Shelby clearly wasn't here anyway, so why was Rachel still hanging around? She didn't need to be. She could go home and then come during school time. Then she could be sure that Ms Corcoran would be here. I guess I was glad she was here so I could do what I was doing right now. I sighed. "Yes, Rachel, believe him like you believed he loved you. Get crushed again, fine by me. Don't say I didn't warn you." I shrugged again, looking from Rachel to Jesse and back again.


735 words. <3. posted this before madi 'cause i'm going away. <_< <3

[rachel berry]

I knew there was a reason I hated kids from Carmel (Seth and Jesse aside), apart from the fact that their show choir was our competition for the spot at Nationals. They all seemed to be sex-obsessed, soulless, scheming jerks. I hadn't said much to the blonde, but I could tell from the way that she looked at Jesse that she was into him. Who wasn't at this school? Maybe Seth didn't want me to be with Jesse because he had a crush on him. I bit my lip slightly to stop myself from laughing at the idea. Seth might like some stereotypically 'gay' things, but I couldn't imagine talking to him about which guys were hot and which weren't. The whole hypothetical situation was very comical, I might have to mention it to Sam next time I saw her. Maybe she'd see the funny side too. Jesse opened his mouth to talk and I looked up at him, waiting to see what he had to say. He was just asking the blonde what she was doing here, thankfully. Did he say her name was Wynnie? Seriously, who called their kid Wynnie? It was a noise that horses made. I squinted my eyes slightly when I looked at her face, trying to see if it held any equine resemblance. She could have looked like a foal when she was born. As I was observing her facial features, something was clicking in my mind. If she wasn't in Vocal Adrenaline, why did Jesse know her? Was she his friend? Was she more than his friend? I needed to stop being so paranoid. She looked like a dumb blonde anyway, and she was already named after a cartoon bear. She had her own problems to deal with (most of them honey or hay related, I presumed).

Emily Jordan on the other hand was a bitch and a half. She had no conscience, it appeared. Sure, I'd heard of her family issues. Her brother had died or something, but that was no excuse, surely. Finn's dad had died, and he was pretty much as soft as butter. Kurt's mom had passed away and he was still friendly. Quinn's parents had kicked her out when she was pregnant, and I thought she was one of the best friends I could have had this summer. And my biological mom wanted nothing to do with me as a mother. I was fine. I didn't go around with my tongue in everyone else's mouth and my legs spread wide for anyone. I didn't steal people's boyfriends, apart from what happened between Quinn and Finn. But that was completely different. I had told him what he deserved to know, it wasn't fair that she had to lied to him about the dad of Beth. But she had forgiven me and she was my friend. That was what mattered. Emily was just desperate to get herpes it seemed, or maybe she just wanted everyone else to be miserable like she was. I was all set to ignore her insults and teasing, until I saw what she was going to do next.

I swear, if I hadn't got better self-control, I would have punched her.

What the hell had she done that for? Jesse's frantic begging suddenly turned into Japanese, I couldn't understand anything he was saying. All I could see was Emily sucking his neck like some blood-thirsty vampire prostitute. I was blinkered with rage. I tore my hand from Jesse's and looked from him to her, my hands on my hips defensively. I wanted the ground to open up, and drop both of them into a pit of fire and pain. But she could be lying. She was probably very talented at that. But then again, who was I to trust Jesse, just like she was saying? He was a heart-breaker. He was a pathological liar and he got a kick out of gaining my trust and then losing it. Or at least, that was how I saw him now. I had to say something but I knew if I opened my mouth all that would come out would be a string of insults, and that was what Emily wanted. I looked at Wynnie but she wouldn't be much help, she wanted to be popular and Emily could probably help her with that, she was the rising star in Vocal Adrenaline. Not that she'd have anything on me of course. I was unstoppable. With that in mind, I shoved down all the rising anger and fury, swallowed it and made sure I was calm and collected before I spoke. "Is that all you can get now Emily? Seriously, if you didn't just lose all your dignity by giving a guy who doesn't give a crap about you a lovebite, you're definitely going to lose it at the Invitationals. Getting up there with your mediocre voice and your lack of theatricality will be an embarrassment." I said to her. But it wasn't bitchy enough. Before I knew what I was saying, a snide comment had slipped out, "So if I were you, I'd put your tongue back in your own mouth, close your legs and get some vocal lessons. Maybe then a decent guy will be interested in you" I raised my eyebrows a little and flicked my hair over my shoulder. I hoped she wouldn't beat me up. I really couldn't get on a stage with a black eye, that would be awful. I was kind of hoping Jesse would stick up for me and 'win me back'. Or at the very least, fight for me a little more. His hopeless begging wasn't the most flattering of attempts. Although at the end of the day this was all my fault. My fault for being so naive and trusting as to think Jesse wanted me instead of all the sexually active bitches in Vocal Adrenaline. For believing that he had really loved me and wanted me back. I sighed almost inaudibly and looked down at the carpeted floor.

Tagged;; Jesse, Wynnie and Emily
Status;; Completed!
Words;; 1005 without code - holy crap lol.
Muse;; Decent!
Notes;; Sorry Madi, I want to get the post moving along
Outfit;; I'll make a polyvore at sometime
Lyrics;; "Another Day" from Rent
©: Taiyou-Ai of Caution 2.0

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[Jesse St. James]

"A dream is something that fills up the emptiness inside. The one thing that, you know if it came true, all of the hurt would go away."

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"Who am I to break this young girl's heart?/How the mighty rise and fall/I will not be beaten/You have yet to see me shining, shining/I wont take this lying down/I will not be beaten
You have yet to see me shining, shining."

- - -


The happy ending, all the hopes and the dreams, were slipping away slowly. They were like sand through his grip. He'd lost Rachel before and worked ever so hard to get her back. Now, finally, he had her again and things were right. But, nothing ever seemed to go right. As soon as he'd had her, he was loosing her. It was like sand slipping through his grips. Both Wynnie and Emily would try to sabotage the relationship. They both wanted him and they would be cruel to Rachel. He felt almost powerless. She finally had gotten back to trusting him, if only a little. This could break them forever.

He barely knew either of them, only that both had an unhealthy obsessions with him. And both had been after him for a while. It was good to know that he was nothing more than a meat of popularity to be tossed among the hungry dogs who only wanted to use him. It began as flattering and was ending as frankly upsetting. It was annoying and frustrating. As much as Jesse tried to ignore it, nothing ever seemed to change.

Emily walked up and kissed him on the neck. He shoved her away. "Emily. What are you talking about? What are you playing at?"

His first instinct was to check on Rachel, who had tore his hand away from hers. Their relationship was currently so delicate that he couldn't bear to loose it again. He couldn't read her face, but it was clearly not good. He hoped she would be passionately angry, furious at the two girls. He hoped she could tell that they were lying. He wouldn't go for girls who treated him like that. He didn't deserve that and the both Wynnie and Emily knew he wouldn't disrespect himself like that. Perhaps thats why they wanted him. Because they couldn't have him, they wanted him that much more. The exhilaration of the chase wad better than the catch itself.

"Is that all you can get now Emily? Seriously, if you didn't just lose all your dignity by giving a guy who doesn't give a crap about you a lovebite, you're definitely going to lose it at the Invitationals. Getting up there with your mediocre voice and your lack of theatricality will be an embarrassment. So if I were you, I'd put your tongue back in your own mouth, close your legs and get some vocal lessons. Maybe then a decent guy will be interested in you."

He was slightly proud of his Rachel. She was standing up for herself more than she used to. He was glad that she wasn't so eager to believe them. But, of course, she was a great actress. It was what she did for a living, practically. It could've been a show that she was putting on. And what a show it was. When Rachel did something, it was always spectacular and theatrical. Full of emotion, of passion. She could fool anyone. And she did it with style.

He stepped between Emily and Rachel and turned to the latter., his brow painted with worry. "Listen, Rachel. She's lying. I promise."

Tag: Rachel, Wynnie and Emily
Song: Shining- Kristian Leontiou
Notes: Sorry that this took so long! And, also, sorry that it's short. And I love your new signature, Steph!