Fic: Happy Days Are Here Again - 15/18
Title: Happy Days Are Here Again - 15/18
Pairing: Rachel/Finn, Strong Rachel/Kurt friendship. Rachel/Dave friendship
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Rachel Berry has a secret she wants to reveal but is far too afraid to do so.
Warnings: Transgendered Character, Transphobia,
AN: Previous chapters can be found here.
I am so excited for prom. Finn and I…well, actually I have made most of our plans. He let me because well, he's like most guys when it comes to dance stuff. He doesn't really know how to do any of it and I don't think he really wants to. To everyone's surprise, Kurt is going with David. They're still very tentative with each other, given their past, but Kurt's eyes got all big and he got all excited when he realized he and Dave could stick it to the homophobes who are getting scary when it comes to the former bully.
"He's scared," Kurt tells me, sitting down across from me at the lunch table. "I don't really blame him, honestly. He's not only dealing with homophobia, but the people who act like he's betrayed them."
"I've gotten that a few times lately," I admit. "As if people give all of their secrets away to the people they meet in passing at school."
He shrugs. "I'm still so excited for prom."
"Me too."
We get ready hours before the event itself. I know that Kurt wouldn't have it any other way. He looks fantastic and has decided to wear a kilt as a further fashion statement. I have chosen a dress that Kurt assures me is lovely. "You look beautiful, Rachel," he says, helping me do my hair. "I will bet you my life savings that Finn's jaw hits the floor the moment that he sees you. He's going to flip."
I shrug and look at myself in the mirror. I am proud of what I see. "I don't know about that Kurt, but thank you."
"Did you hear the rumors that Finn's going to make Prom King?" Kurt asks, looking at me curiously. "How would you feel to be dating royalty?"
I laugh at that. "I dunno," I say. I'm not big on stuff like Prom King and Queen. It doesn't appeal to me because even though it would give a nice boost in popularity, it is also extremely shallow. "I'll be proud of him if he makes king, of course, but it doesn't matter. Is it stupid of me to say that I hope Quinn doesn’t get queen though? I know it is."
"Not really," he says. "I think that level of jealousy is natural."
I don't know if it's jealousy, exactly. Well, yes it is. As fake as she claims to be, Quinn has always been this image of the perfect girl for me. I can't help hope that someone else gets the position if my boyfriend is elected king. Not Quinn, the unobtainable girl.
When Finn arrives, his reaction is similar to what Kurt describes. He stands in front of me, looking handsome his tuxedo. He smiles, looks me up and down and his jaw does drop a little. "Rachel," he says, "you look absolutely beautiful." My heart jumps up and down in my chest but I try to keep it under control. I smile at him and he takes my hand, before giving me my corsage. It matches my dress perfectly, so I am under the assumption that Kurt helped.
"Do you mean that?" I ask, before I can stop myself. I know that sometimes I come off to Finn as very insecure but I can't help myself. These things just come out before I can handle them logically. I take a deep breath. I look away, embarrassed.
He kisses me, which is a better answer than a simple yes. I kiss him back and look into his sincere eyes. You can see so much looking into someone's eyes and Finn is incredibly gentle inside. I hug him tightly and we head out to go to our junior prom. It's more than I can ask for and yes, I am so happy.
The prom is beautiful, even if it is in the gym. I can't help smile the moment that Finn and I enter. It is cheesy, using every eighties movie cliché, but it's perfect. I hold onto Finn's arm and walk around until we find some of our friends at a table. Dave and Kurt are there. Dave looks pale and a little mortified, but I'm sure that Kurt's presence is calming. Kurt is good at that. "How are you guys doing?" I ask.
"Not bad," Kurt says. "Did his jaw drop?"
Finn laughs at Kurt's words. "Yes, yes it did," he says, looking at me with a smile that can only be described as adoring.
"How are you doing Dave?" I ask.
The boy nods slowly, an awkward expression on his face. "I'm fine Rachel," he tells me. "Nervous, but it's okay."
We have so much fun. Finn and I dance several times and he doesn't even step on my feet. Figgins invited the glee club to sing a few songs, so we provide a little bit of entertainment as well. We are surprisingly well received, which leads me to believe that people are too far caught up in their prom to hate on us. I don't think anything is as amazing as dancing with my arms around Finn, caught up in him.
I am not too caught up to notice David and Kurt dancing, which I find adorable. "He's pretty good," I mouth at Kurt over Finn's shoulder. Kurt nods. David is one of those people who is going to continuously surprise us, I think.
The prom announcements come at eleven-thirty. I watch good-naturedly. Figgins looks disturbed as he reads the card in his hands to himself. He looks cornered, like he does not know what to do. "I'm afraid the King and Queen ballots have been inexplicably gender reversed," he says. "Your Prom King is Miss Rachel Berry and your Prom Queen is Mr. Kurt Hummel."
I pause and stare. Finn looks at me like he expects me to react. It is obviously a prank and the ballot box was obviously stuffed in a take that to the McKinley Alliance. I look over at Kurt, who is shaking his head into Dave's shoulder like they're best friends, rather than hesitant prom dates. He looks close to tears. "This is ridiculous," I say, loud enough for everyone to hear. "It is obviously a prank against the McKinley Alliance." I hold my breath so that I do not cry, but I feel the tears threatening to prick through.
I walk over to where Kurt and Dave are standing and grab Kurt's hand. I look around me, enraged. "Whoever pulled this prank, own up to it. Principal Figgins, I assure you that someone competent like Coach Beiste can help you recount the votes. Meanwhile, Kurt and I are going to take the next dance because you all suck. The McKinley Alliance is the only hope of equality in this stupid town."
The Principal looks shocked at my outburst. Coach Beiste is already running up to his side. I know that I won't get in trouble. I grab Kurt and put my arms around his waist. Tina, bless her soul, who was slated to sing the next number, starts into it with the band. I dance with Kurt, unafraid of anything. I can't be afraid of anything.
Quinn and Finn are announced as the "real" Prom King and Queen later on, but I cling to Kurt, feeling that even if it was negative our club has made a difference.
Pairing: Rachel/Finn, Strong Rachel/Kurt friendship. Rachel/Dave friendship
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Rachel Berry has a secret she wants to reveal but is far too afraid to do so.
Warnings: Transgendered Character, Transphobia,
AN: Previous chapters can be found here.
I am so excited for prom. Finn and I…well, actually I have made most of our plans. He let me because well, he's like most guys when it comes to dance stuff. He doesn't really know how to do any of it and I don't think he really wants to. To everyone's surprise, Kurt is going with David. They're still very tentative with each other, given their past, but Kurt's eyes got all big and he got all excited when he realized he and Dave could stick it to the homophobes who are getting scary when it comes to the former bully.
"He's scared," Kurt tells me, sitting down across from me at the lunch table. "I don't really blame him, honestly. He's not only dealing with homophobia, but the people who act like he's betrayed them."
"I've gotten that a few times lately," I admit. "As if people give all of their secrets away to the people they meet in passing at school."
He shrugs. "I'm still so excited for prom."
"Me too."
We get ready hours before the event itself. I know that Kurt wouldn't have it any other way. He looks fantastic and has decided to wear a kilt as a further fashion statement. I have chosen a dress that Kurt assures me is lovely. "You look beautiful, Rachel," he says, helping me do my hair. "I will bet you my life savings that Finn's jaw hits the floor the moment that he sees you. He's going to flip."
I shrug and look at myself in the mirror. I am proud of what I see. "I don't know about that Kurt, but thank you."
"Did you hear the rumors that Finn's going to make Prom King?" Kurt asks, looking at me curiously. "How would you feel to be dating royalty?"
I laugh at that. "I dunno," I say. I'm not big on stuff like Prom King and Queen. It doesn't appeal to me because even though it would give a nice boost in popularity, it is also extremely shallow. "I'll be proud of him if he makes king, of course, but it doesn't matter. Is it stupid of me to say that I hope Quinn doesn’t get queen though? I know it is."
"Not really," he says. "I think that level of jealousy is natural."
I don't know if it's jealousy, exactly. Well, yes it is. As fake as she claims to be, Quinn has always been this image of the perfect girl for me. I can't help hope that someone else gets the position if my boyfriend is elected king. Not Quinn, the unobtainable girl.
When Finn arrives, his reaction is similar to what Kurt describes. He stands in front of me, looking handsome his tuxedo. He smiles, looks me up and down and his jaw does drop a little. "Rachel," he says, "you look absolutely beautiful." My heart jumps up and down in my chest but I try to keep it under control. I smile at him and he takes my hand, before giving me my corsage. It matches my dress perfectly, so I am under the assumption that Kurt helped.
"Do you mean that?" I ask, before I can stop myself. I know that sometimes I come off to Finn as very insecure but I can't help myself. These things just come out before I can handle them logically. I take a deep breath. I look away, embarrassed.
He kisses me, which is a better answer than a simple yes. I kiss him back and look into his sincere eyes. You can see so much looking into someone's eyes and Finn is incredibly gentle inside. I hug him tightly and we head out to go to our junior prom. It's more than I can ask for and yes, I am so happy.
The prom is beautiful, even if it is in the gym. I can't help smile the moment that Finn and I enter. It is cheesy, using every eighties movie cliché, but it's perfect. I hold onto Finn's arm and walk around until we find some of our friends at a table. Dave and Kurt are there. Dave looks pale and a little mortified, but I'm sure that Kurt's presence is calming. Kurt is good at that. "How are you guys doing?" I ask.
"Not bad," Kurt says. "Did his jaw drop?"
Finn laughs at Kurt's words. "Yes, yes it did," he says, looking at me with a smile that can only be described as adoring.
"How are you doing Dave?" I ask.
The boy nods slowly, an awkward expression on his face. "I'm fine Rachel," he tells me. "Nervous, but it's okay."
We have so much fun. Finn and I dance several times and he doesn't even step on my feet. Figgins invited the glee club to sing a few songs, so we provide a little bit of entertainment as well. We are surprisingly well received, which leads me to believe that people are too far caught up in their prom to hate on us. I don't think anything is as amazing as dancing with my arms around Finn, caught up in him.
I am not too caught up to notice David and Kurt dancing, which I find adorable. "He's pretty good," I mouth at Kurt over Finn's shoulder. Kurt nods. David is one of those people who is going to continuously surprise us, I think.
The prom announcements come at eleven-thirty. I watch good-naturedly. Figgins looks disturbed as he reads the card in his hands to himself. He looks cornered, like he does not know what to do. "I'm afraid the King and Queen ballots have been inexplicably gender reversed," he says. "Your Prom King is Miss Rachel Berry and your Prom Queen is Mr. Kurt Hummel."
I pause and stare. Finn looks at me like he expects me to react. It is obviously a prank and the ballot box was obviously stuffed in a take that to the McKinley Alliance. I look over at Kurt, who is shaking his head into Dave's shoulder like they're best friends, rather than hesitant prom dates. He looks close to tears. "This is ridiculous," I say, loud enough for everyone to hear. "It is obviously a prank against the McKinley Alliance." I hold my breath so that I do not cry, but I feel the tears threatening to prick through.
I walk over to where Kurt and Dave are standing and grab Kurt's hand. I look around me, enraged. "Whoever pulled this prank, own up to it. Principal Figgins, I assure you that someone competent like Coach Beiste can help you recount the votes. Meanwhile, Kurt and I are going to take the next dance because you all suck. The McKinley Alliance is the only hope of equality in this stupid town."
The Principal looks shocked at my outburst. Coach Beiste is already running up to his side. I know that I won't get in trouble. I grab Kurt and put my arms around his waist. Tina, bless her soul, who was slated to sing the next number, starts into it with the band. I dance with Kurt, unafraid of anything. I can't be afraid of anything.
Quinn and Finn are announced as the "real" Prom King and Queen later on, but I cling to Kurt, feeling that even if it was negative our club has made a difference.