This new house was so, big. Finn wasn't used to it, he missed his closet. He thought of his old house and slowly turned onto his side, confused and angry and sad. He didn't want to be here, with Kurt on the other side of the room, he wanted his mom to be happy, here with Burt, but most of all he wanted to know what to do about Rachel.

He had been so unfair to her, when they were 'going out' and he dumped her all of a sudden just because she was annoying and insane, that's what he liked about her. He had come to that conclusion, told her and she turned him down for that Jesse kid on Vocal Adrenaline. Then that drama sunk into the whole club, he thought when that was going on that Rachel was what he had wanted but now he wasn't sure.

Rachel had changed from crazy to caring, sure, but she had a whole new being about her, she just wasn't Rachel anymore. It seemed crazy but Finn was sure that he liked crazy Rachel better.

There was a thump from across the room and Finn lifted his head to look at the alarm clock next to his new bed he had gotten last week. 4:55. There was a slow thumping up the stairs and the light from upstairs turned on, followed by a quiet door closing.

Finn sighed and shoved his head back into his pillow, why did Kurt have to wake up so early? Finn woke up at 5:55, which was still early but, not as early as Kurt. He tried to close his eye and fall back asleep but it was tool ate, the only thing he could do was drift in and out of his thoughts. He pushed the large comforter off of him and slid like a lump out of bed.

The room was flooded by the dim light from upstairs again and Kurt's light footsteps started down the steps. Kurt stood in place, "You aren't usually up this early." Kurt said quickly and quietly, turning on the lights.

Finn winced at the bright room, and he looked at Kurt, confused. How was his hair always so… perfect? He grunted and slammed himself back onto the bed. "I'm still tired."

"Sorry, if I woke you." Kurt said, heading to the bathroom in their room.

Finn processed his word for a second and said "No, I was already… awake, if that's what you want to call it."

Finn and Kurt had already established that Finn was not a very socially intelligent person in the morning- or whenever he was tired- So Kurt just shrugged and closed the door. Finn stared at the ceiling and felt his consciousness slowly slipping away.

His alarm clock buzzed through Finn's ears and he shot up in his bed. He looked around, the clock still buzzing. He reached to his alarm and hit the off button. He walked to the bags of clothes that he still hadn't unpacked and started rooting through them, eventually finding a brown short sleeved shirt and faded blue jeans. He quickly put on the clothes and ran up the stairs.

He walked into the kitchen, while quickly running his fingers through his messy hair, not caring enough to go through the elaborate process of combing it with an actual brush. Kurt was seated at the tabled with a bowl of frosted flakes sitting in front him- this to Finn's knowledge was the most sugary thing that Kurt would eat.

He rooted through the cabinets and grabbed a bowl and spoon and the cereal box. He poured the cereal and grabbed the milk.

"That milk's stale." The sound of Kurt's voice cut through the air, making Finn jump. He pushed the milk away and grabbed the only other jug in the refrigerator. Kurt responded to Finn's twitchy behavior by saying "Don't tell me you didn't know I was here."

Finn grunted and said "I saw you… just didn't really-" His voice trailed off.

Kurt laughed, shocking Finn more. Finn searched through his mind, wondering if he had football practice today… he concluded with himself that he would ask Puck.

Finn ate the rest of his cereal quickly and laughed. "I could really use one of those vitamins that Mrs. Scheuster gave us."

Kurt laughed, slowly unsure of what to say to a tired Finn. "Yeah…" Their conversation died once again and Finn stood up, pushed his chair in and said "So, how's Sam?"

Kurt coughed, startled by the sudden question. "Sam's fine, you know still trying to tell his parents about me."

"Yeah I heard him stressing about that during football practice." Sam's face flashed through his head and a sick feeling raised in Finn's stomach. Finn and Sam had never gotten along and him joining Glee Club had only strengthened their hatred.

"How's Rachel, she seems… different." Kurt said, picking up his school bag and opening the door. Finn followed him out and waited for Kurt to lock the door.

"Yeah, I don't know she's not acting the same. It's weird, I don't really like this new Rachel." Kurt's eyebrows pushed themselves together.

"Why not?" He paused and said "I think everyone else likes her better now, she's a lot less bossy and easy to interact with."

Finn sighed and said "I guess so. Can you drive today?"

Kurt laughed and said "I'm not letting you drive when you're that tired, especially not with me in the car."

"So that's a yes?"

"Yes, Finn, that's a yes." Kurt laughed, opening the driver side door of Finn's small car. "I miss my car." He whined, to himself.

"What?" Finn asked quietly.

"Nothing." He said, with a sigh.

Finn looked out the window, throughout half of the drive. He woke himself up by blaring his ipod, between that and the radio he knew he couldn't fall asleep. He sighed when the car started slowing down and he saw the huge line of traffic in front of them. He looked over at Kurt, frowning, his eyebrows pulled together and Sat up straight in his seat. He took the ear buds out of his ears and turned off his ipod.

He looked back out the window and caught a glimpse of the dark blonde hair. His face scrunched up in anger and stared. His skin, just a couple shades darker than Finn's, was flawless. His eyes were green and pierced right through anyone. He turned around and caught Finn's gaze, his face scrunched the same exact way that Finn's had, then his eyes wandered over to Kurt and his expression softened, he didn't even look like the same person.

He looked back at Finn and attempted to mouth 'get Kurt.' Finn shook his head subtly. He scrunched up his face again and turned to his steering wheel. His car's horn went off, sending a shockwave throughout the entire area that their cars were in.

Kurt turned to find the source of the noise and his eyes settled on Sam. He smiled and whipped out his phone.

Finn looked around quickly and spotted a police car "Kurt, texting while driving is dangerous. There's a cop right their."

Kurt looked around, confused and spotted the car and cursed mildly under his breath. "Well, we're not moving, I'm sure he'll understand." Kurt said, looking back at his phone.

"Do you really want to take that chance, we're already going to be late for school." Finn, tried to sound nonchalant but failed, almost miserably. He looked back over at Sam, who started staring at Kurt.

Kurt closed his phone and asked "Why do you care so much?"

Finn thought for a second, leaning his head against his fist. "I don't know…" He said quietly. The car in front of them inched forward and Kurt followed. The rest of the drive was smooth, Kurt followed Sam the whole way to school, determined to get there when he did so they could talk before they went to different classes. Finn remained quiet, stared out the window and listened to the radio, not able to fall asleep.

Finn opened the door of the car and walked away as Kurt ran over to Sam, he watched them walked passed the group of jocks and headed to Rachel's locker. The halls were full of talk about everyone getting there late, because of the traffic. Finn found Rachel, putting her bag in herlocker and getting out some new books.

"Hey Finn!" She said, the only thing that proved she had barely changed and that this was only a faze was the fact that she was still always over exited to see Finn, and that had always been his least favorite thing.

He sighed and said "Rachel, can I talk to you?" he asked.

She searched his eyes for some sort of clue to what they were talking about and her expression turned upside down completely. "Sure, Finn, what is it?"

He looked at her and said "Ever since we won sectionals, you've been acting different."

She closed her locker and said "If you mean that I've been acting more calm and collected, I'm sorry, but I thought that that was what everyone wanted." She said, confused.

"Everyone but me."

She looked down and said "Well, Vocal Adrenaline isn't going to regionals, we actually have a chance at winning this year."

"We didn't win last year." He stated.

They started walking toward their first class, English. "Well, that's because Ms. Sylvester was a judge, she won't be this year."

Finn sighed and said "We were pretty awesome last year, you can't honestly still believe that she convinced Olivia Newton John and Josh Groban to not vote for us, they probably voted for who they wanted. We need to concentrate on regionals."

"Finn, you're so confusing." She said, "I thought people liked it when I was quiet."

"I don't, and if you're going to continue to act like a completely different person, then we're through." He raised his voice, and a flashback of last year, before the whole Jesse drama had happened. He didn't want a repeat of that but if she was going to act like this then there wasn't any reason for him to like her.