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Rachel "I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need I don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I just want you for my own More than you could ever know Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is... you," Rachel sang softly. The first flakes of snow were falling outside the windows of the choir room. That was one of the few things Rachel loved about living in Lima. They almost always had a white Christmas. But Rachel wasn't sure she could ever enjoy another Christmas again. She began the next verse. "I won't ask for much this Christmas I don't even wish for snow I'm just gonna keep on

You wake up first, like you always do, disentangle yourself from her as quietly as possible, pull on a pair of boxers and a tank top you find on the floor and walk across the room to find the bag you carelessly tossed aside the night before. You find it hidden behind the bright green oversized armchair in the corner that you hate but she love, and you dig out your pack of Djarum Black Cappuccinos. You grab your lighter, open the sliding glass door and step out onto the balcony into the crisp morning air. You light the cigarette and inhale deeply, feeling the burn in your throat before breathing out a stream of gray smoke. You know you really

HOMOSEXUAL TENDENCIE "I heard about your homosexual tendencie." Quinn turning quickly, thought Rachel will receive a whiplash. "What the hell are you talking about Berry?" the blonde asked with a tone poisonous. "I think you like girls," answered the little diva, Quinn rolled her eyes. "Where did you get that atrocious lie?" "I can not reveal my source, but I'm sure I told the truth." Quinn nervously looked around and realized that being a loser has its advantages, one of them was that nobody pays attention. "So what will you do if it's true?" "I thought to offer friendship and support when needed." Quinn smiled for the supply of Rache