This takes place three months after "Sectionals"

Mr. Schue entered the room, which signaled the start of rehearsal. "Hey guys, I've got a new assignment for you today" he smiled. I groaned.

I'm not very good at homework and that kinda crap, never have been and probably never will be. "Come on Finn this will be FUN!" Mr. Schue

emphasized the fun. "Here's how It'll go. I'll call you up and you'll pick a name out of the hat" he gestured to the hat lying on the piano " I'll call

up a guy one by one and he will pick out a girls name, then you will each write a list of the top ten things you like about them and give it to them

on Friday. Got it?" "Why?" Puck asked. "It's February 9th Puck" Mr. Schue chuckled. "So...,the point?" Puck asked. "Friday is Valentines Day"

Puck groaned loudly. "This will be FUN" Mr. Schue smiled "Mike, get up here!" Mike slowly stood up and plunged his hand into the hat. He pulled it out and opened the scrap of paper. "Brittany" he read. "What?" asked Brittany. "I got your name" Mike said slowly and clearly. "Oh,

okay" she said then went back to talking with Santana. "Puck" called Mr. Schue. Puck let out a theatrical groan and pulled out a name slowly.

"Tina" he said then rolled his eyes. Tina sighed. "Kurt" Kurt flounced up to the hat and got "Mercedes" He walked back to his seat and him

and Mercedes high-fived. "Artie." Artie rolled up to the hat and pulled out "Quinn" Both Quinn and Artie made a face. "Finn." I gulped I could

get one of two people. Rachel or Santana. I really did like Rachel and writing the list would be easy for her but what if I let something slip.

Santana would be difficult. I didn't know her well and I think she's a bit of a snob. I reached my hand in slowly, and pulled out.... "Rachel" I

called. Rachel smiled and nodded at me. My stomach did a flip. "Number one, her smile" I started the list in my head. "So Matt and Santana"

Mr. Schue said. Then the bell rang. "Have the lists in by Friday!"

There's chapter one. Fanfiction has malfinchtrition. It's quite sad. Puckleberry makes me gag. Period.

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