rachel barbra berry, 16 year old sophomore at mckinley high, president of the drama club and leader of the new directions with my best friend, brody weston.
when i'm not busy leading us to championships, i'm usually in dance class or vocal lessons or attending one of the 23 clubs i'm a part of, all in my attempts to get into nyada come graduation and make my start to broadway.
Brody: But what if he ends up not being?
Rachel: Then...I don't know.
Rachel: As long as I still have you, though, I'll survive.
Brody: That's what bothers me so much about your thing with Drew.
Brody: He's not... Rachel, he doesn't love you. And he's not going to if you sleep with him. I just think he's going to hurt you.
Rachel: I'm not going to get hurt, Brody. I promise. I'm being careful. I'm not daydreaming about him in class or doodling his name in my notebooks or anything. He's sort of the exception that makes the rule, I guess.
Brody: No, that's not what I'm asking. Is he better than me?
Rachel: I don't know if I'm really the best person to ask. It's different, but so are your motivations. You're not kissing me because you want to. He is.
Rachel: That sounds wrong.
Rachel: You're very, very good, and I like kissing you, a lot more than I had ever imagined I might. But I love you too much to have any real primal attraction to you and I don't really care about Drew, so all I can think about with him is the physical aspect. With you, I'm more emotional.