This is my first time doing this, so if it is totally awful, cliche and predictable, please dont hurt me.
So, I got the idea for the begining of this when I was sitting in bed...eating a tub of frosting.
Disclaimer: I do not own glee, but if I did, I would be one happy camper!
Rachel POV
I look at that goddamn tub of frosting and think how stupid this is. I saw an ABC Family movie where a girl ate a tub of frosting after she got dumped and it made her feel better. It just made me feel sick, and fat, and ugly.
Damn you Betty Crocker for making this so delicious, yet so fattening and sickening.
Damn you Finn for dumping me...again.
I thought 6th time was the charm. But sectionals are soon, and we ALWAYS get back together by sectionals. I check my phone again, no calls or texts. Maybe I could call him, or would that seem too desperate? Then it rings! Thank goodness!
"Hello?" I say in a hopeful, possibly desperate voice.
"Hoping for Finn?"
"You know me too well, Kurt"
"You will get back together before sectionals, it always happens..." he trails off, puzzled by the thought. It almost seems like someone plans this.
"But I don't want to wait for sectionals! I want him back now!" I sob into the phone.
"Get yourself together! You don't need to waste your time on him! You are too talented for him!" Kurt said. This was our usual break-up routine. He dumps me, I cry, Kurt tells me he isn't worth my tears, and then 'BAM!' we're back together right in time for a glee club competition.
Personally, I was getting sick of this cliché, sit-com relationship. A more dramatic, twilight-like relationship would be more fun.
"I know, I know…" I replied to something I have heard more times than I would have liked to.
Finn POV
"Man, I'm done with her! That's the last time we break up, I swear," I say, still trying to convince myself. 'But maybe I should all her...' I think. Then as soon as I think it, I shake the thought from my brain.
"Damn, dude. I dunno how you guys have been together as long, well as many times as you have. I could hardly survive that week we went out...but she is one hot Jew...if you don't mind me..." Puck went on, as I just decided to zone him out.
"But maybe I should call her...ya know, just to see if she's okay..."
"That's a bad idea, bro. I know what'll help you! A lady, some booze! Yeah! Whaddya say, man?"
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and that is what would help you, Puckerman, not me."
"Fine then, what do you want to do? Sing about your feelings?"
"Umm...no? Well, maybe. I think I wanna go find something to sing in Glee club."
I know it was short, and kind of awful, but hey, it's a start. Now all of you out there! RATE AND REVIEW! Then, I will want to make a second shapter, and maybe it will be good:) (but I'm not making any promices)
