Friday - Free-For-All

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Glee, Jesse/Rachel, one year from now

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A year from now, New Directions will win Regionals.

Jesse will tell himself that the reason he's sitting in the audience is to see his old classmates again, see them take home another win, (hoping the new lead is not as good as him, but good enough for Vocal Adrenaline to win.) Not her. It's definitively not for her.

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College was not as Jesse had expected. In LA he was a big fish, but in a very huge pond. There were lots of other boys with the same talents as him. But he worked hard and soon got the respect and social standing he deserved.

Rachel Berry had not often crossed his mind. Only when he heard a Madonna song would his thoughts stray to the girl with the warm brown eyes and the best voice he had heard in ages. Perhaps what he missed the most about Rachel was how good their voices had been together. Singing with her had been some of the most fun times he had had in high school.

But he did not think much about Rachel. He just would not let himself think about her. And if there was one thing Jesse St. James was good at (besides singing) it was self discipline. You did not get as good as he was by not pressing yourself, keeping yourself in check. No one thought it was fun to get up at 6 am on a Saturday morning just to work out and sing a few high notes, before getting a few hours more sleep. But Jesse did that; every day since he was twelve. Whatever it took, he would do it, because Jesse was going to be a star.

So training himself to not think about Rachel Berry hadn't been all that hard. Not really. But sometimes things would jolt him, like Hello playing on the radio, and he would spend several minutes spaced out thinking about Rachel and how her kisses had been the best he had experienced. How her soft hair had felt when he ran it through his fingers. How nice it had been to hold her hand.

He heard New Directions won Sectionals and Jesse smiled and knew it was probably thanks to Rachel. She was too good for that school, and that horrible show-choir. Had she gone to Carmel, she would have been queen. He would have made sure of that.

Vocal Adrenaline won their Sectionals too, of course. When Andrea sent him an email asking him if he wanted to come see them at Regionals, he agreed at once. He was more than curious to see how they got on without him. Shelby had left too, and Jesse wondered if the new director was good enough.

When he entered the concert hall, Jesse looked around. It took him a minute to realize that he was looking for her. He had to shake himself and remind himself that she was not important. She was bad history. Besides, she probably hated his guts. He would, had she done the same to him.

Still, when the curtain goes up, and she steps out on the stage, more radiant and more beautiful than ever, Jesse knew he came for her.