Who says you can't date your step-brother?

In this story, Finn and Rachel have never met before and they won't exactly be fond of each other in the beginning but it'll get there so be patient and enjoy. Follow me on my Role-play twitter account, msbrowdwayberry.

Chapter One: Games

Rachel stood in her room with her arms crossed firmly across her chest, looking out her bedroom window at the car pulling into the driveway. She knew it could be none other than Finn and Carole Hudson who will be soon sharing her house and her father. Rachel wasn't too happy about her new step mother and step brother. First of all, she'd only ever met Carole once and never even seen Finn before. So who did her father think he was allowing these strangers to move into their house with them and live with them? It wasn't fair; what if this Finn was a complete slob or worse, some ugly acne kid that liked to pop his pimps on people just for fun. The thought of someone actually doing that made shivers run down Rachel's spine.

The car finally made it completely into the driveway and Rachel waited at her bedroom window in anticipation to see what Finn looked like. His mother got out of the car and started to make her way to the front door where Rachel's dad stood to greet her with a sweet hug and simple kiss. Their relationship kind of made Rachel swoon a bit on the deep, deep inside. She turned her attention back to the car to wait for another person to get out of the car, but no one did. This made Rachel tilt her head in confusion. She could have sworn that Finn was coming with Carole today. Maybe all this freaking out she's been doing all week is for nothing and Finn went to live with his dad. Rachel smiled widely at the thought of not having another sibling who could steal the spotlight away from her; the spotlight that she's had for seventeen years.

She walked out of her room and down the grand staircase where Leroy and Carole stood talking. "Ah, Rachel there you are," Leroy said with a bright smile on his face. "You remember Carole." He gestured to Carole who stood next to him with a warm smile.

"Of course I do," Rachel replied politely. "It's very nice to see you again Carole." She studied Carole carefully while her father was telling her something that was probably important. From the looks of it, Carole was an okay suit for her father. She seemed to have everything Rachel would look for in a woman to introduce to her dad.

"Rachel? Did you hear me?" Leroy said, snapping Rachel out of her gaze on Carole and forcing her to face her father again. "I said I wanted you to go and help Finn with the boxes in Carole's car."

Rachel Berry doing manual labor? Excuse me but doesn't he know that it's her day off. She didn't even notice that he said to go and help Finn, once she heard him talk about helping and lifting boxes she tuned out and only nodded in response to her father, walking out to the car. She saw that the trunk was wide open and one of the side doors was open as well. How many boxes were there even, and her father expected her to do this all by herself while he got to snuggle with Carole. Hell no. Rachel started to storm off back to the front door when she heard something break. By the sounds of it, it sounded like something glass and the noise came from behind the car, by the trunk. She slowly made her way back to the trunk of the car and saw a small picture frame. The glass on the front was shattered so she picked it up carefully. Looking at the picture she automatically pointed out Carole but not the guy next to her.

"Watch out for the broken glass, you might get cut." Rachel looked up from the picture to spot the very same guy in the photo. Only this man was much, much more handsome than the one in the picture. Rachel didn't know it yet but the man standing in front of her was none other than Finn Hudson.

"Are you Finn? Carole's son?" Rachel asked, looking up at him. She felt like she was straining her neck looking at him. How tall was he? She couldn't even see his whole face from the angle she was looking from. Rachel took a few steps back and was finally able to let her neck relax.

"Yeah, and you're Rachel. My mom has already told me about you and your dad, shown me pictures. You know, mother things." He rubbed the back of his neck somewhat awkwardly. Was he afraid of Rachel? Did he think she was ugly? God she hoped not because she thought he was gorgeous.

"Yeah, mother things. So, I'm here to help you with these boxes." Rachel said, looking to her right to see tons and tons of boxes piled into the trunk of his mother's car. She groaned inwardly and made a note to herself that her dad was going to pay for this someway.

"Oh great," Finn smiled and patted her back softly. "Well good luck." He said before he started to walk off towards the front door, leaving Rachel with her mouth hung open. He just left her. He really just left her to take in all these boxes by herself.

"Excuse me?" Rachel replied angrily, storming over to a smirking Finn who was waiting at the doorway looking at her. "You are kidding me right? You expect me to take in all these boxes?" She watched as Finn started to walk back over to her until he was about a foot or two in front of her. She found nothing attractive about his face now. Right now all she wanted to do was punch his stupid face in. Rachel stood there, not backing down from her ground with her hands placed on her hips and her eyes narrowed up at him. The only thing that was going threw Rachel's head was when was he going to wipe that stupid smirk off his face.

"Oh what, the princess doesn't want to take in a few boxes?" He teases her, noticing how Rachel doesn't find any of this amusing what so ever and knowing how much he is going to love living with her now. "Afraid that a little manual labor will kill you?" She couldn't even find the right words to form to properly scold this idiot. Rachel knew she would hate him, and now she has a perfectly good reason to. "And I wasn't going to make you take them all in; I just wanted to see your reaction."

Rachel watched as Finn walked back to the trunk of the car, grabbing two or three boxes and walking back inside. She decided that it was her turn to have a little fun with him. I mean, who says that she can't play little jokes on him too. So, she waited until he was preoccupied in the trunk grabbing more boxes to take into her house and quietly ran inside. She walked into the living room where Carole and Leroy sat, laughing and talking about something that Rachel could care less about unless it was about her. She hardly doubted that. Leroy noticed Rachel standing their and looked at her confused, stopping his conversation with Carole for a moment.

"Rachel, why aren't you helping Finn with taking the boxes in? I thought I asked you to do that." He asked with a raised eyebrow. Rachel let out a soft sigh, taking a seat on the couch across from Leroy and Carole, looking out the window at a struggling Finn.

"I tried to daddy, but he said that he had it and that he didn't want my help with taking them in. I guess he just wants to do it on his own, you know." She said sincerely, looking back over at her father who was wearing a questionable face but an understanding Carole.

"Alright, as long as you didn't just leave him out there to do it himself." Rachel shook her head at her father's statement. She hoped that Finn would keep his attitude up. She really enjoyed beating him at his own game. "I'm going to give Carole a tour of the upstairs. When Finn is done bringing in all the boxes tell him there's lemonade in the fridge."

Rachel nodded as Leroy and Carole got up off the couch, hand in hand and walked upstairs to begin their tour of the Berry's household. Rachel leaned back into her couch in victory. She so had Finn whipped, after this stunt she pulled he was going to be in her pocket and maybe even a slave fore her every wish and need. Rachel looked over at the front door to see a very aggravated Finn. He set the boxes down and shot Rachel a look that could kill her. She only smirked in response though.

"Oh hey Finn, how's bringing in the boxes?" She stood from her spot on the couch and walked into the kitchen, still able to see Finn as she went into the fridge, grabbing a glass of lemonade.

"Shut up Berry. You were supposed to be helping me. It's hot as hell out there and I'm working my ass off." He said as he placed the boxes down next to the others he brought in. Rachel walked other to him, sipping her lemonade threw a straw and nodding.

"It sucks to lose at your own game doesn't it?" She said looking up at him with such an innocent face. She batted her eyelashes slightly which only made his eyes roll.

"Whatever, I only have two boxes left and you know what, it got done ten times faster than if your lazy ass would have helped." Finn smiled and laughed at her expression from his statement. She had the most offended face on, but he left to get the last of the boxes to see anymore than three seconds of the face.

Finn came back in; a small line of sweat was coated on his slightly bulked arms and his forehead. He placed the boxes down and sighed, finally being finished. Rachel stood in the doorway of the kitchen, observing him while she continued to sip on her lemonade.

"Oh, there's a glass of lemonade in the fridge for you." Rachel said sweetly, stepping out of the door way to let Finn by. She watched with a small smirk as he walked to the fridge and opened it, looking confused.

"Where is it? I don't see a glass of lemon-" Finn didn't even get to finish his sentence before he turned to Rachel. She sipped the last of her glass empty.

"Oops, I think I accidentally drank your glass. I am so sorry Finn." She replied sarcastically, placing her empty glass in the sink.

Rachel turned on her heal and made her way back upstairs to her room. She was so proud of herself for the way the played today. Beating Finn at his own little childish game made Rachel think that she was the boss of the house, that she was still number one. Only little did she know that a lemonade less Finn downstairs was planning his on form of revenge on the tiny brunette. Rachel sat upstairs in her room, looking threw her new Broadway catalog while Finn made himself lemonade and plotted a way to take down Rachel.

That's Chapter one of my new Fanfic. I hope you guys like it and I will try and get the next chapter up as soon as I can. I will not leave this story out to die, I will finish this one and it won't disappoint.