Rachel's POV
I walk down the halls as the students part like the red sea, my high pony swishing with every step i take, my snug cheerios uniform causing every boy to stare at my legs. Although i'm used to people staring, people tend to when you're head cheerio and the most popular and prettiest girl in school, i mean who wouldn't want to stare at me? I look ahead and see my best friend Santana standing at her locker, flirting with some cute senior. I strut up to her, and the boys head swerves in my direction. "Do you want to go on a date with me?" he said without hesitation, how sweet. "ugh, as if, now go." I say to him with my sassy attitude when he scurries down the hall, trying to save himself from further embarrassment. "Its so unfair how every boy in this school wants you, although its hard not to want you" I hear Santana say, laughing. "Well unfortunately for them i only have my eye on one certain individual.." Noah Puckerman. Also known as the quarter back. Also known as my boyfriend. I know its cliche, the head cheerleader and the quarter back, but we're in love...kind of.
Finns POV
It's only 8am and i've been slushied 4 times...this must be some kind of record or something. "Oh finn...that's the fourth time today! You got to start wearing a raincoat to school" My friend Mercedes says to me, whilst the rest of my glee club friends laugh at her remark which i didn't find funny, like a raincoat? That would make me look even more stupid and then id get...i'm getting off topic. Anyway, glee club. It may not be the coolest club in school, but like its not at the bottom of the social feed? Oh who am i kidding of course we're at the bottom, even the kids who pick there ears then eat the wax are higher than us...i know, gross. But i like glee club, and i like everyone in it. Oh right, whos in it...okay so there's me, Artie Abrams who's in a wheelchair, Kurt hummel who wears more female clothes than male clothes, Mercedes jones, the "diva", Tina, the one who stutters, and Quinn, the christian girl who always seems to be staring...at me...ugh. So i'm talking to Kurt and he's talking about some new waterproof clothing or whatever and that's when i see...her...Rachel berry. Possibly the most beautiful person on this planet, no, defiantly the most beautiful person on this planet. I watch as everyone parts ways as she does her sashay down the hallway which always tends to be in slow motion. I see as everybody stops and stares, but who wouldn't stare at her? Her cheerios uniform is showing off her tanned, toned legs...woah. Okay i admit it, i'm totally in love with her, although i've never actually spoke to her, apart from that time she slushied me and called me Frankenstein but that's progress! "I hate her...she thinks shes so much better then everyone else because she's head cheerio! Yeah she's pretty but she's a total bitch." Mercedes snarles. "I don't know...she let me borrow her pen once...but then told me to keep it cause i probably put a disease on it or something, but its the thought that counts...and she is really pretty, i would think i was better than everyone if i looked like her." Quinn says kindly. "She may be all kinds of smokin but shes a devil, the other day her and her friends threw pee balloons at me and i couldn't even run away!" Artie admits. "I don't know...there's something about her...maybe deep down shes actually kind?" I suggest. "yeah d-d-deep down in hell" Tina jokes. I'm still staring at her. crap i need to stop staring at her before she thinks i'm weird, but then again she already thinks im weird...that's when her boyfriend puck comes up and starts making out with her...yeah that's all the motivation i need to look away.
