Yeah this is my first time writing fanfiction, I don't know if I'm very good or whatever so yeah read and review maybe i'll continue it!
Thanks to Taylor and Jenna for the betaing! Thanks to tumblr for the idea, sigh.
Nah I don't own glee or whatever.
Finn walked through the halls of McKinley High School with all eyes on him. He was wearing his leather jacket, some sweater his brother got him, and dark washed jeans. Why everyone was staring at him was beyond him, he thought he looked pretty presentable. "Damn, I forgot about that," he murmured as he saw his busted lip and black eye through the trophy case he walked past. Before you get the wrong idea, Finn wasn't the bad guy, he didn't bully people…well not anymore. You see, Finn needed to keep his reputation as a badass. His best friend, Noah Puckerman, already had that title, but Finn was more like his sidekick in badass land, backing him up in fights. Puck had been acting weird, though, ever since he started dating that Fabray chick. That girl was just as badass as him; she was captain of the Cheerios, but then she cut her hair off, dyed it pink, and got a tattoo. She was perfect for Puck, and he was fucking whipped. Since Finn wasn't too fond of being a lone wolf, he was now the one that started the fights. He ended them of course, you still gotta have your pride.
As he kept walking he felt someone run a hand down his arm. As he turned around, he saw Cheerio Santana Lopez. "Shit." Finn and Santana dated a long time ago. Yeah he lost his v-card to her, and maybe he had loved her, but Finn wasn't the one with all those fucking feelings and shit. He was more of a "Hey, I like you let's fuck" type of guy now, after chicks screwed him over. "What do you want Santana?" he scoffed at her. He didn't really like Santana. Yeah she was still super hot, but she got on his nerves.
"Come on Finny D, you're looking a little bored. Why don't you meet me in the janitor's closet in five?" She said, with those flirty eyes. Her mouth was doing that hot smirk again, but this time he wasn't going to fall for it. He didn't have time for her, he had class to attend, he hasn't attended American History in a reeally long time-sometimes he forgets he even has that class. "Um, no Santana, thanks for the offer though. Maybe if you ask Brittany, she'll say yes. Bye now!" Finn gave her one of his signature douchebag waves and left. Oh yeah, he can say no to Santana Lopez. As he kept walking, someone called his name. He whipped around rather fast, hitting something, a person, a small person. "Oh my god I'm sorry-are you okay?" he asked as he helped the little person stand up. At first all he saw her long hair. Oh, it was a girl, a small girl. She looked up at him, anger in her eyes. She was wearing some white tank-top, a small jacket-not leather, but it could pass as if it was, flats, and an awesome bracelet. She looked pretty damn badass.. She looked at him right in the eyes. "Wow her eyes are so pretty," he thought. He could feel himself getting lost in them.
"Look I'm sorry for bumping you." He said, still holding her arm. As soon as he realized how long he had been holding her arm, he let go.
"Yeah of course you are. Look I know who you are, Finn Hudson, the douchebag of the school. Please, just don't ever touch me again, or even look at that me for that matter!" She said as she started walking away. Rachel wasn't gonna admit that she used to have feelings for the kid. Her cousin Noah had told her about him, how he treated girls and shit-she wasn't gonna mess with this guy; she wasn't gonna deal with all this crap.
She felt something grab her arm. She spinned around and was met face to face, well more like face to chest, with Finn Hudson. "Okay, what's your deal with me, Berry? Yeah I know who you are, I've talked to you before. Now I need to know what you have against me-or this is gonna be harder than it needs to be." He said. Rachel was kind of turned on, just kind of. His whole badass act was way better than hers. "Look Hudson, I want nothing to do with you, that's it. Now if you let me go we'll be good, okay. Got it?" She said, trying to get out of his grasp.
"Hmm, no I don't think so. Look I like your spunk, and I do feel bad for bumping you, so um how about I take you out tonight Berry-Chinese maybe? I'll meet you there at 8," he said, winking at her, trying to use his charm. Finn wasn't the one to go out on dates, and he had no idea why he even asked her, but he did. For some reason he actually wanted to go out with her. This feeling was weird, beyond weird. She scoffed "I'll see if I got anything important tonight. Maybe I have other guys lining up at my door-now let me go!" She said. "A little harsh," he thought to himself even though he knew he liked it. He quickly came up with a reply he knew she would love. "Haha okay sweetheart, see you at 8."
"In your dreams!" She screamed as he walked away.
"I Hope so!"