A/N: Hi. So, I kind of don't like the Finn/Amanda pairing. However, I thought it was only fair that I should at least try to write a story for them. Tell me if it's any good.


Smoothies

The hallways of Winter Park High School were lined with tiny lockers, too small to fit in all of the ridiculously large textbooks the students were assigned to. On each side were doors, leading to whatever torture (aka class) the victim had been placed in.

One of these hallways, often referred to as the Foreign Language hallway, was a fond hang out area for two particular students.

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is!"

"Is not."

"Is too."

"No way." Finn said, shoving a handful of M&Ms into his mouth. "A smoothie is not a type of food." He was standing next to a bulletin board advertising various after school activities, and alerting them of events such as a basketball game or a bake sale.

"Oh, really?" Questioned his girlfriend, Amanda. She stared absentmindedly at the numbers printed on each green locker—there were three labeled 521 and none labeled 522. "And why not?"

"Because!" Finn responded. "It's all liquid-y! You swallow it whole, you don't chew it. It's totally a drink." He said this with bits of M&Ms still stuck in his mouth, causing Amanda to cringe slightly. She loved him, of course, but would it kill him to have a little better manners? Though as far as she knew, all boys her age were like that.

"'Liquid-y'? Really, Finn?" She asked, one eyebrow raised. "Still, it's blended fruit, and fruit is solid. So, it's food."

"But you put milk and juice in it." Finn argued. "So, it's a drink. Plus, do you ever people say, 'oh yeah, I love to eat smoothies'? They say 'drink.' Why? Because it's a drink." He finished the last of the M& Ms, throwing the empty wrapper in a nearby trash bin.

"Okay, fine." Amanda conceded. "I guess you're right."

"Of course I am." Finn replied, grinning smugly.

"Oh, wipe that look off your face." Amanda told him. "You won an argument about the correct classification of smoothies. It's not that great of an achievement."

"Says the sore loser." Finn answered, still smiling. "Just admit it-I'm awesome." Amanda rolled her eyes at him, not even trying to stop herself.

"Sure you are." She responded, her voice filled with doubt.

"Hey! I am!" He told her indignantly. "I did win the argument, after all." Amanda leaned against the wall and laughed.

"So? That's the only time you've won one between us!" She pointed out. Finn frowned.

"I still think Deathly Hallows Part One was better then Part Two." He muttered. He looked at his girlfriend. "You know what?" He asked her.

"What?" She questioned, curious.

"Now I really want a smoothie." Amanda let out another laugh.

"Yeah, me too."