Glee Blaine Rachel Novels & Stories

The ceiling cracked and caved in, and dust and debris fell all around. “Thank you, Frank,” Gabe whispered to the heavens. Outside, Rachel, Prue, and Dean watched in horror as the gym imploded. Smoke billowed from the doors. Rachel broke into a run. “NICK!” Dean caught her. “Rachel—wait!” From the smoke, two silhouettes emerged—Nick and Gabe. The group ran to meet them, tears and laughter erupting as Rachel threw her arms around Nick, kissing him deeply. Gabe looked to the idol, then to the rising sun, and smiled.

[Hey, I have something interesting to tell you. [What is it?] [I saw Gwen.] A photo was sent alongside Caleb's message. [I was visiting a friend in a small town down south, and I ran into her in an alleyway. I recognized her, but she didn't seem to remember me. We passed by each other in the streets, but I didn't stop her either. All I did was take this picture of her.] Rachel froze when she saw this, then clicked on the photo. It was indeed Gwen. She was wearing a beige floral dress, her hair spilling across her back as she made her way down a cobblestone street, holding a blue umbrella. She was just as slender and elegant as Rachel remembered her.

She would leave it at that. His wife, Rachel, was short, with long blond hair, and a store-bought bosom. She was playful, with full lips and deep green eyes. According to Chelsea's conversations with Brian, Rachel enjoyed playing both sides as much as she loved watching the action taking place. Brian was more into the action than being a spectator. He wanted to fuck, plain and simple.

he said. Zane looked up at Tyler with big, curious eyes. "Rachel, this is Tyler, a close friend of mine," she said. Rachel smiled warmly. "It's lovely to finally meet you, Tyler," she said. Tyler grinned. "The pleasure's all mine," he replied. Roslyn continued. "Rachel is Chris's girlfriend," she added. Tyler's eyes lit up with recognition. Roslyn and Tyler strolled through the serene garden, the soft moonlight casting shadows on the winding path as they walked beneath the starry night sky.

"Yeah. Came in for a steak and spent most of the time staring at the door, like he was waiting for someone. Wonder who it was?" Inexplicably, Rachel felt her heartbeat just a little bit faster. That night, she'd told him where she worked. Could he have come to see her, that day?And if he did, who was the blonde hussy, all over him right now? She didn't have a chance to mull over the answers to her own questions. As soon as Buck walked away. Galen walked over to her.She folded napkins, to appear busy. "Hi Rachel. " "Oh, Galen,"she said, trying to sound as cool as she could. "I didn't see you. "

she said, laughing nervously. There was a minute’s silence and all we could hear were the voices of other people speaking in the distance, the sound of spoon scraping plastic, Rachel’s loud slurping, and Leah’s exceptionally bad eating manners. Jade would laugh inaudibly anytime I glared at either Rachel or Leah, and as I said before, this is the first time I’d ever seen these two warming up to someone else apart from us. It wasn’t just because she was going through the same problem we were, or her awkwardness, but I had a feeling that they would have been drawn to her either way… perhaps even me.

Rachel said excitedly. “Um…hello.” Naomi responded looking confused. “How are you?” “I’m good. Not to be rude, but who are you?” “I’m Rachel. Rowen’s girlfriend. Where is he today?” “You mean ex-girlfriend. He has a mate.” “Oh….I…..” “Can we get our drinks please?” I asked firmly. “Oh…..uh….ye….yes sorry.” Rachel stuttered when she saw me. After taking our orders, Rachel left quickly. I shook my head, and looked back at my menu. I looked up when I heard Gina giggle.

Glen laughed as he slid down into the murky water, tape measure in hand. "You know, Rachel is pretty keen on you," Brent said to the open air as Glen slid under the dock to measure the boards he would need. "Bonnie told me last night that if you were to ask Rachel out, you'd get a definite yes. Just sayin'." "She told you last night, huh?" Glen repeated as he worked, the Indian River up to his chest. "I didn't know you went out with her last night. Why would you waste time with her talking about me?" It hadn't surprised him that Brent and Bonnie talked about him, however. Most days, they wound up at the Royal Chef for lunch, and each time, it was the same thing—Glen took a seat while Brent h

Jabal smiled at Rachel. “Maybe.....I feel kind of nervous tho” Quinn appeared in front of them facing Rachel and glaring at her. “You really think you would get the female lead” “Jeez! don’t you think always showing up in front of me is stupid” Rachel rolled her eyes. “Wha...What!, I am getting the female lead whether you like it or not. You can’t just come from nowhere to take my spot” “Get out of my way. you are spitting your saliva on me” Rachel said and Quinn gasped.

"We've got this. We're sharper, cleaner, and we don't look like a pack of Pepto-Bismol bottles." I snorted, the tension breaking for a second. "Just focus on your counts, Chel, and for the love of God, don't look at Aiden while we're in the pyramid." Rachel’s cheeks flushed knowing I had caught her right there, I knew she was crushing on him. The Cheer Chicks finished their routine and everyone clapped for them. "And now, give it up for the Glitter Girls!"