All right guys, that's enough for today. Mr. Schuester said, right after the school bell rang. Reminding Finn he only had two more classes left then he could go home. God he couldn't wait, it's not that he didn't like school, it's that he hated it more than anything.

But lately it just seemed as if it had gotten so much worse, he liked his girlfriend, actually he kinda thinks he loves her. That it until two months ago. Mr. Schue found marihuana in his locker. How the hell it got there he still had no idea, probably Karofsky or one of the guys idea of a prank. It wasn't funny though, now he was forced to be in the Glee club. Why joining the Glee club would make up for the drugs he didn't understand, but he figured it was cause being in Glee is such a punishment.

Maybe in another would he would have really loved Glee, it was kinda fun and he liked to sing even though he wasn't that good. Mr. Schue was awesome, and surprisingly a good performer. He's own dancing sucker, he thought about practicing at home but there wasn't enough space in his room, so he dropped it. Being in Glee itself wasn't bad, it was the rest of the school that was his problem. Being in Glee means you're a loser, and being the quaterback and all, it was interfering with his rep.

Puck and Karofsky had made it their mission to get him to quit. He couldn't quit, Mr. Schue would report him to the police, plus he might like it a little. What had been the biggest surprise to him was that Santana had been pretty cool about it. Yes, she had freaked out when he first told her and practically yelled his ear off, about how it social suicide, before storming out, causing everyone to stare at him.

She had come back the next day and apologised, saying if it was really what he wanted then she would support him. He hadn't told her about the whole drugs in his locker thing. It hadn't been his, so why should he tell her about it.

After he'd been in the club for about a year, they had done this performance in front of the whole school. He had been sure they rocked, but of course no one agreed with him, except for Rachel. Rachel! Where to start? Well for startes he and Puck used to make her life miserable, she was one of these teather geeks, with big dreams. After hearing her sing, he couldn't blame her, she was amazing. Finn had never heard anyone sing like that, even though it was a girly thing to admit, it had touched something in him.

Yes, she was crazy. She talked a lot more than she was supposed to, and to be honest he kind of checked under his bed at night, to make sure she wasn't hanging out under there. Buuuuut, she might also be just a tiny bit hot, just a little bit. So always there incredibly short plaid skirts, and sweaters. But the skirts, man they were short. She had amazing legs to, very tanned and they always looked really soft. Part of him wanted to lean over and touch them, but of course he didn't.

He had a girlfriend, for crying out loud. Santana Lopez, she was a cheerleader and if Rachel's skirt were short then Santana's weren't there at all. She often made this small jump with her butt, when she was walking away from him causing him to see her underwear. That is if she was wearing any, she usually wasn't. At first Finn thought it was kinda of gross, but after they started dating he freaking loved it. Easy access!

Being a 16 year old teenage boy, his hormoned where going crazy. Scratch that, his entire body was going crazy. And it didn't help he had a hot, sexy girlfriend who loved to tease him. He used to date Quinn Fabray, captain of the cheerios and president of the celibacy club. Dating the president of the celibacy club was not exactly a good idea when you're a teenager, there was nothing to find there.

Santana on the other hand. It's not like she was some slut, yes she had slept with a lot of guys before, but she wasn't like that, not anymore. They had been going out for 3 months, until he got her to bed. He was actually pretty happy about it, being a virgin then, he needed a little time. When they did get to that part however, it was like this animal side of the two of them was let loose. It was probably their hormones and being in love and the whole high school thing, but they went crazy.

He had been a little shy in the beginning though, to be honest he was really really insecure. She was so excerienced and he had just come from the president of the celibacy club, to say he had any experience would a huge lie. Quinn wouldn't even let him touch her breast. But Santana helped him out of his comfort zone, placing her hand on his upper thigh in class, moving it even further up, flashing herself to him, sending in dirty pictures and texts. That and A LOT of practice, helped him get much much more comfortable. They spent a lot of time in the janitors closet.

They sort of had this thing going, teasing each other in class. It had even gone so far as for him to finger her in class, under the table. They had been so close to getting caught, when Mr. Schue had asked Santana a question and she had to answer in front of the whole class. Finn probably should have stopped but he didn't, he liked seeing how she bit her lip and struggling to find her words. And of course that meant payback, at the back of class in Biology while watching some movie about whales. Her mouth wrapping around him, everytime he came she began again. He'd had to fake a headache and go to the nurses office to sleep for an hour, his legs just wouldn't carry him.

Yes, him and Santana were good, so why couldn't he get Rachel out of her head. After they had performed at in front of the whole school, he had asked her to help him with his singing. She had of course said yes immediately, he knew she had a crush on him, it was kinda obvious. It didn't really bother him, a lot of girls did, just kinda comes with being the quaterback.

They were in the auditorium, alone. And after a couple of minutes of practicing, he got really thirsty, singing always made his thirsty. Anyway she'd set up this picnic, with airplane cups. And they...sort of...had...this...moment where they just stared at each other. Finn knew that moment, if was that moment in the movies where the guy kissed the girl. He hadn't known what to do, so he did nothing. That is until she said he could kiss her if he wanted to, without really knowing how he said he wanted to.

Next thing he knew, he was lying on top of Rachel Berry, lips pressed together. He was surprised when she parted her lips, but gladly reciprocated, tasting her. God her tongue was so soft, and tasted like strawberries, Finn loved strawberries. She moved her left leg, bending it at the knee and letting him settle in between, when he felt himself pressed against her, he could feel him self getting a little to excited. He's quickly made up an excuse and ran out of there.

Ever since that day, he just couldn't stop thinking about her. He'd even found himself staring at her in class and Glee practice. But it wasn't until he accidentally thought of her while jerking of, he had to ask himself the question. Was he in love with Rachel Berry? No it couldn't be. Could it?

"Ready to bounce Hudson?" His best friend Noah Puckerman asked him. He looked up at the teenage mohawked boy, when Puck shaved of his hair he couldn't remember, not precise. Sixth or seventh grade. He had been so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn't gotten up from his seat.

"Absolutely." He said, as he gathered his stuff.

"Hey dude did you see that Hummel kid's face? I swear it was so funny, seriously man you should have seen the look on his face when he fell." Puck said, laughing while he was talking. Finn didn't really know what to say, he liked Kurt he was okay. It wasn't exactly Finn's favorite position, being in Glee with the same kids he bullied and pushed around just two months earlier.

"He went like this." Puck said again, as he recreated Kurt's fall. Doing it in slow motion to get all the face expressions correctly, Finn couldn't help but laugh, it looked really funny. As Puck was walking backwards, still pretending to be Kurt he didn't even see Rachel. And accidentally walked into her, making her drop her books.

"Shiiit, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" Puck said, as he backed away a coupld of steps, towards Finn.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it." Rachel said, back. Somehow Rachel had the ability to forgive everyone for everything. Even after everything he's done to her over the years, she had just forgiven him immediately the minute he stepped into Glee rehersal. "Hi Finn," she said, looking over at him, with a smile that made a tingling feeling spread through his body. He sat doen on the table behind him.

"Hey Rachel." He said back. But instead of starting up an intire conversation, she turned to Puck.

"Hey Noah." Wait a minute. Rachel knew Puck? How did he not know this?

Before Puck could answer he interrupted. "You two know each other?" He said, his face wrinkled in confusion.

"Yeah, we go to the same church," Puck said, looking at Finn who just nodded. So Rachel was jewish.

"Well I better get to class, it was nice seeing you guys." Rachel said, with her sweet voice. Before any of them could say another word she turned around and leaned forward, picking up her books. When she leaned over her pink, fabric panties were revealed. And Finn immediately felt his pants tighten.

Without saying a word she left, and Finn wondered if she didn't know they had just seen her panties. She probably hadn't thought about it, she didn't seem like the kind of girl who would flash her underwear to strange boys.

"Wooooow..." Puck said, his voice sounding lusty, as Finn felt jealousy course through his veins. "Did you see that?"

How could he not, did Puck not see the small bulge in his pants. Okay that was gross.

"Ohhh, yeah.." He stuttered in answer.

"I'm gonna burn in hell for what's going on my head right now. Ready to go?"

"No, that's okay I think I'm gonna stay here for a while I really hate Math." Finn said, anything would work as an excuse right now, the last thing he nedded was to walk down the halls with the image of Rachel's panties and the tightening in his pants.

"Okay, see you around." As Puck left, Finn was alone in the room. The second Puck left, he tried to get rid of his boner.

"Dead kittens! Dead kittens! Mail mand! Mail mand! Mom's scream when I hit the mail man!" Nothing worked, no matter how much he tried he couldn't get Rachel's panties of his head, her brown smooth legs, his running his finger up them, all the way to her...STOP IT FINN! GET A GRIP! Fuuuck! As he looked up he saw Santana walking past the class room with Brittany. Bingo!

He ran towards the hallway, yelling her name once he reached the doorway, she immediately stop and turned around. Nodding for Brittany to leave.

"Finn is everything okay?" She sounded corncern. But as soon as she was withing touching distance he grabbed her by the arms, and pulled her into the class room. Closing the door behind him, he pressed her against it. Nipping and sucking at her neck.

"Finn what's going on?" She said with a giggle, as she burried her fingers in his hair.

"Oh baby I just can't help it, you look so good today." He said, pulling away from her neck to glance down at her, his voice as flirty as possible. Well it wasn't exactly a lie, Rachel might have started it but he wasn ending it with her, and he didn love her small skirt.

"Oh yeah?" Santana said, and she rubbed herself up against him, feeling the bulge in his pants. "I see." She chuckled, as she ran her fingers along his chest before resting at his pants.

He reattached his lips to her neck, running his hands up her tights, and squeezed. He knew she loved that. Her fingers found their way into his pants and he let out a small groan when she wrapped her warm fingers around him. He could feel himself throbbing, he needed more. Right now!

"Baby!" He said, encouring her to continue, and she did. He burried his head in her hair, breathing against her skin as she began moving her hand up and down. As he ran his hands all over her body, Rachel's image occurred for his eyes, her legs, her creamy legs. His fingers all over them, all the way up to her pink panties, his mouth against the hem of them, pulling them down and replacing them with his own body.

As Santana moved her hand faster up and down him, he couldn't help it. It just happened, he imagined Rachel's tiny hands in Santana's place.

"Ra.." He moaned, immediately regretting it as Santana's hand stopped. Shit, come up with a good excuse, like right fucking now Hudson! "Rat," wtf? Rat? But it was the only thing he could come up with.

"What?" She asked pulling away from him.

"I think I just saw a rat?" He said, not even believing himself, as he waited for Santana's punishment. He was expecting a slap, probably even a fist, but instead she pulled away from him, opening the door.

"Oh my god! A rat, that is so gross, I'm going to Figgins right now. This is a school, not a fucking sewer. And just like that she was gone, he could hear her freaking out in the halls, but right now he didn't care to go console her.

What had just happened? Had he just imagined being with Rachel while his girlfriend was jerking him off? He think he had! God he needed help.