The title is a lyric from Taylor Swift's song 'Speak Now'

Authors Note will always be at the end

I do not own Glee

He wakes up, same as always. He makes his coffee, same as always. He goes to work, once again, same as always.

His life is pretty boring.

Finn takes the usual drive to Mckinely High, a little excited to see his kids. He loves teaching, especially when the end of the day comes and he gets to coach the Glee Club.

Weird, right?

Who would've thought that Finn Hudson, the golden-boy, would end up right where he started? He really likes his job, though. Puck laughs at him every time he says it, but that doesn't change how he feels. He cant help himself. He had to take the Glee Club position when he found out Mr. Schue was retiring. He had already been working at the school - a history teacher - and decided to convince Ms. Sylvester (the new principal after Figgens retired) to give him the job.

Thank goodness she doesn't hate the Glee Club anymore.

She's just happy they keep winning (they sort-of became the 'Vocal Adrenaline' of show choir, and have been winning nationals for the past six years - when he and the rest of New Directions won for the first time).

And that's why he looks forward to his job.

His kids are awesome, though. They, like, make him feel like he's worth something (he refuses to mention that a certain brunette used to make him feel that, too).

He enters the school, waving hello to some of his co-workers. He whistles as he walks down the hallways, because he is in a relatively good mood today. He makes his way to his office, and begins to lay out his plans for the day.

It's pretty boring today, considering his history classes have tests today. Time whizzes by, and next thing he knows, he is in Glee Club rehearsal. He smiles as his kids talk, loving that they all put aside their differences, sometimes. He's had to stop the occasional fights, but, other than that, they really are special. He watches as Denise, a pretty blonde-haired girl, struts her way to him.

"Mr. H, I have several ideas for us and our impending trip to Regionals. Shall I share them with you?" she holds out the folder to him, and, God, she reminds him of Rach - of her - so much. He laughs and shakes his head.

"That's okay, Denise. We are just going to have some fun this week. We literally just won sectionals. No need to worry about Regionals right now." he smiles. She huffs, but manages to smile back. She takes her seat and he makes his way to the front of the room, ready to teach his class.

"Bye Mr. H! See you Monday!" Melissa Harding yells from the door.

"Bye Melissa." he says as he packs up his stuff. He shuts off his lights and locks the door. He heads back to his car, and drives to his apartment. It's a little apartment, but a quality one at that.

His stomach grumbles as he pulls into the driveway. He walks up to his apartment, and unlocks the door. He opens up his cupboards, and shuts them when he realizes he has no food in them. He opens the fridge next, but quickly closes it when there is no food. He groans as he grabs his keys again, making his way to his car. He heads to the grocery store, wanting to just buy his groceries and leave.

He makes his way down the aisle, not really sure what to get. Kurt usually does his grocery shopping, but Kurt's on vacation with Blaine. Why? He doesn't even want to know.

He is pretty much piling stuff into his cart when he hears humming. It's really pretty, and it sounds so familiar. He walks slower, trying to listen where it's coming from. He turns the corner to where the cakes are, and it's like a slap on the face. He knows that brown hair. He knows that tanned body. He knows her.

She looks up, and the humming stops abruptly. They are both standing there, staring at each other, in the middle of the grocery store. He feels like a teenager again, like she has this affect on him. Her deep brown eyes are wide in surprise, and he takes a tentative step forward.

"Rachel?" he lets slip. This seems to bring her out of whatever trance she was in.

"Hi Finn." she says, a small smile forming on her lips.

"You cut your hair." he blurts out, and he wants to smack himself. She giggles.

"Why, yes I did. Thank you for noticing." she says as she touches her shoulder-length hair, and he feels like he's being sucked into the black hole known as Rachel Berry.

"It, um, looks good. How are you?" he asks. She moves closer, so she's not blocking the aisle way.

"I've been good. Ive been on Broadway, you know," she beams at him and he smiles. "Not any big roles, but soon." he smiles really big for her.

"Rachel, that's great. I'm so happy for you." she smiles again.

"Y-you always told me I would make it. You always believed in me, even when I doubted myself." she's really serious now.

"I've always known you were a star." he replies, quietly. She stares at him, and he thinks that she may kiss him, but she shakes her head.

"Enough about me, what about you? How are you, Finn?" she asks, another smile on her face.

"I'm good, not great, but good," she nods her head in understanding. "I work at Mckinely, as a history teacher, and as the Glee Club coach." she grins widely at him.

"Finn! That's wonderful! I would love to come give my expertise sometime!" she says and he laughs, because she is just the same.

"I really missed you, Rach." he says and she gives him a small smile.

"I've really missed you too, Finn." they share this moment, before he breaks it again.

"So, why is Broadway Star Rachel Berry, in Ohio?" she laughs and rolls her eyes at him.

"I am actually in town for a few months, until July," she says, looking at some of the cakes. She looks up at him..

"I, um, got hurt about three years ago," her eyes widen, and he tries to backtrack. "Not like seriously injured! I'm not like mutated or anything, either! I just got shot in the arm," her eyes get even bigger. "I'm fine, though! It just doesn't work as well as it used to." he finishes and she looks like she's about to burst into tears.

"Oh, Finn!" she throws her arms around him, and he chuckles as he hugs her back lightly. "I am so sorry. I-I had no idea at all. I would've sent you a basket, or a card, or something! Kurt didn't even tell me." he laughs at her.

"Rach, seriously, it's fine! I'm okay," she looks at him disbelievingly. "I promise." she finally accepts that and sighs.

"Whatever you say." she rolls her eyes. He's about to say something, but he's cut off.

"Finn? Finn Hudson?" he turns to where the voice came from. Sam Evans is bounding his way over to him with a smile on his face.

"Sam? I haven't seen you in forever!" he says as he knuckle touches the blonde.

"I know! It really has been a long time!" he looks past him to Rachel, and gives her a grin.

"You knew Rachel was back in town, too?" he asks, when Sam pushes past him to go to her.

"Finn-" Rachel's starts, but Sam cuts her off.

"Well, yeah, since we came here together!" he laughs. He gives Rachel and Sam a weird look.

"Like, as friends?" he doesn't really understand what's going on.

"Finn," he turns to look at Rachel. "Sam is my, um, fiancé. We are getting married in July." she holds out her finger, showing him the huge engagement ring resting on her finger.

Hello people of fanfiction! Welcome to my first story!

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