"Hey, Santana, wanna hear a joke?" my best friend and secret crush Finn asked.

"Sure," I replied, smiling weakly. Finn's jokes were always really pathetic, but I always pretended to enjoy them anyways. I would do anything for Finn.

"Why did the turkey cross the road?" he asked me.

"Why?"

"Because the chicken was on a break!" he shouted, and cracked up, spitting chicken pasta out of his mouth. I blushed, scooting down in my seat as all the other tables looked over at us.

We were in college, and while Finn was training to be vocal coach, I was getting my law degree. We were best friends and did everything together. There was a group of us that were at the same college and went around being labeled 'The Fivesome.' There was me, Quinn, Brittany, Finn, and... stupid, stupid Rachel. She was with Finn. Of course, she didn't know about my secret crush on him.

I hated her.

Of course, Quinn and Brittany knew that I loved Finn, and we isolated ourselves from Rachel. Finn was the peacemaker between the two of us and that stupid little girl. He knew we hated her, but he didn't know why. I refused to tell him, refused to ruin our friendship.

"Why do you hate Rachel so much?" he asked me. I jumped, flustered by the question.

"Because, um, she's annoying," I lied. She was annoying, but that wasn't why I hated her so much.

"She's really nice," he told me.

"Yeah right," I replied, rolling my eyes. Rachel was a bitch. I was sure she knew I liked Finn, as she acted all flirty and pathetic when I was around them, and smirked at me when he kissed her and she saw me watching them. Me, Quinn, and Brittany were in the same dorm together, and Rachel was in the dorm next to us, unfortunately. I was sure she had heard me, Brittany, and Quinn talking about Finn one night.

"So, do you want dessert? My treat."

"No, thanks," I replied, putting a hand on my stomach. "I'm huge and fat, I don't need any more fat."

"You're not fat," Finn told me. "You're beautiful." My heart fluttered when he said that, but then I thought, "If he thinks I'm beautiful why is he with Rachel? He's such a user!"

"Nah, it's okay," I said. "I have some work to do, anyways."

"Bye, are you going to the party at the sorority party tomorrow night?" Finn asked.

"Oh, yeah, I'll be there. I totally forgot about it!" I said. It was a party between the girl sorority house and the boy sorority house. Even though none of 'The Fivesome' were part of either house, Finn and Quinn were friends with some of them, so the five of us got invited to all the cool parties.

"Bye, Finn," I said. I stood up and walked out of the restaurant.

"So, what should we wear to the party?" Quinn asked. She was standing in front of the closet, her hands on her hips.

"Hmm." I took a yellow sundress off a hanger. "You should wear this," I told Quinn, handing it to her. "It's really pretty with your blond hair and green eyes."

"Thanks!" Quinn said. I took a pink off the shoulder sweater with a big ass pink heart on it and a pair of tight jeans out. "Here, wear this." I threw it to Brittany. "It looks hot on you!"

"Thanks!" Brittany said, jumping off the bed and running to the bathroom. "What should I wear?" I asked.

"Hey, you can wear my blue dress," Quinn suggested, handing it to me.

After we had changed into our clothes, I settled in the chair in front of my mirror. I was trying to think of the best way to do my hair and makeup when Brittany and Quinn walked over to me, both armed with brushes, clips, and makeup.

"What are you guys doing?" I asked.

"We're going to do your hair and makeup," Quinn answered. "You need to look beautiful if you want to ruin Rachel and get Finn."

"Cool!" I said, and for the next hour, Quinn and Brittany did my hair and makeup.

"Awesome!" I said, looking at myself in the mirror. I was ready.

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