AN: So this is my very first fanfic that I have written, sooooo be gentle please :)

This story is gonna have a couple different POV's so don't get mad if it isn't just all about Noah/Rachel (there will be a lot of them. Promise)

Finntana intrigues me, so I might explore that a little bit? Not sure yet. It depends on what you guys think, so let me know ;)

Santana sat in the corner fuming. They were all so freaking perfect. Puck was probably the only one who maybe (maybe was a fucking understatement) understood. But then again, he was basically in the exact same position as she was. She glanced over at him and found him watching the Golden Couple just like she was. Rachel and Finn. Her Finn.

The entire group was assembled in Mike's basement for one last shebang before Kurt officially joined the enemy. It seemed like every body had paired up; Mike and Tina were snuggled together on the floor next to Blaine and Kurt, Brittany was sitting comfortably on Artie's lap (when the fuck did that happen?), Sam and Quinn were sitting on the couch holding hands, Mercedes had brought her new boyfriend Marcus along, and then there was them.

The stars of the show. The voices that were going to take them all the way to Nationals (or so Mr. Shue obviously thought) . Sure, they seemed perfect on the outside, a strong steady relationship. True love, and all that other bullshit. She knew better. She saw the cracks. She figured that Finn had more than likely lied about still having his V card. He had practically had a panic attack when she had brought it up to him at the wedding. But what was she supposed to do? She knew him. She knew what he wanted. Hell, she wanted the same fucking thing. To be on top (not like that you pervs...ok, maybe a bit like that). They could rule. Sam and Quinn wouldn't even stand a chance. She could have head cheerleader, he would be quarterback again and things would finally go back to the way they were supposed to be. And she saw the chemistry between Man-hands and Puck. Fuck, Rupaul was the only one who seemed to care when the idiot got himself thrown into Juvie. Oh, yeah. There were cracks all right. Huge ones.

She finally tuned back into the conversation when she heard her name being mentioned. "Yeah, Brittany's right. Santana and Puck are basically the sex-a-holics of the group." Finn laughed out. Everybody chuckled along with him. "What are you loser talking about?" she asked. Finn spared a glance at her when he responded "Well Britt was just explaining to Blaine and Marcus how certain people in the group are. You and Puck are the sex addicts." Santana smirked when she realized the she finally had the perfect opening to tell everyone their dirty little secret. Smirk still intact she looked Finn in the eyes and said, "Well, you would know all about that. Wouldn't you Finn?" Everybody froze. Rachel turned to Finn, eyes wide. "Please tell me you didn't." she almost whispered. When Finn looked away and didn't say anything, Rachel got up from the love seat with tears brimming her eye lashes and all but fled up the stairs.

The room immediately erupted into chatter, everyone wondering what exactly had just happened. Nobody saw the nod Puck sent Santana's way and the fact that he quickly followed the pint sized diva up the stairs.

Let me know what you think and if I should continue :)

M