By the time glee rolled around, Rachel was feeling better about what happened that morning. She had full confidence in Quinn and trusted her with everything she had. If Quinn said things would get better, then things would get better. Quinn, however, was having doubts it would. She couldn't help but care what people thought of her. She was raised in a home where image is everything.
Rachel looked over at her girlfriend, smiling. She smiled back. Her smile was dull, but at least it was there. She couldn't stop thinking of how badly she wanted to hold Rachel's hand, but couldn't. How she wanted to put her arm around her, but couldn't. How she wanted to tell everyone she was falling in love with Rachel Berry... but couldn't. Glancing around the room due to extreme paranoia, she noticed that nobody was even looking at her.
"New music!" Mr. Schue exclaimed, walking into the room with both hands full of sheet music.
"About damn time," Puck said quietly enough so only a few could hear. He was less than thrilled over the piece they had been working on.
"How do you all feel about Rent?" Mr. Schue asked the group.
Puck rolled his eyes and slumped down into his chair, Rachel let out a little squeal flooded with excitement and Kurt went into a ramble about how it better not be 'Seasons of Love' because "it is so overdone."
"Alright, so let's begin," Mr. Schue said as he passed out the sheet music.
"Mr. Schue?" Finn grabbed his attention while taking the music out of his hands.
"Yeah, Finn?"
"Before we start..."
He paused and glanced at Rachel before returning his eyes to his teacher.
"I have a song to sing," he said quickly, swallowing immediately after the words poured out of his mouth.
Mr. Schue smiled at this. He loved when they did solo projects. It showed him how much they really enjoyed glee club.
"Great! The floor's all yours, Finn."
Finn stood up, trying to calm all the thoughts in his head. As he took the center of the floor, his hands began to slightly shake. He gave a nod to Puck, who grabbed his guitar and sat down on a chair near the piano.
He looked back at Puck and smiled a little, telling him he was ready. He began to strum.
"Ooh, I need your love, babe. Guess you know it's true. Hope you need my love, babe, just like I need you," Finn sang, looking directly at Rachel. He was too nervous to look at anybody else.
Quinn had a disgusted look on her face as she followed Finn's eyes to Rachel. It wasn't hard at all to figure out who this song was for. Her eyebrows furrowed as she clenched her jaw shut.
"Hold me, love me. Hold me, love me. I ain't got nothing but love, babe... eight days a week."
Rachel smiled at Finn, trying not to be rude but she was growing uncomfortable. She didn't harbor any romantic feelings for Finn. It had been a while since she had. Shifting in her seat before glancing at her girlfriend, who was obviously upset over this, Rachel smiled. She knew jealousy would get the better of Quinn. She was just waiting for the moment when Quinn would do something about it. The blonde was now glaring at Finn, hoping he would notice and stop. But he didn't notice a thing. His eyes were still planted on Rachel which pissed Quinn off even more.
As he continued to sing, Quinn became livid. Finn's eyes were glazed over with lust, or at least it appeared that way to her. Really, he wasn't doing much wrong, but to Quinn, it was like he was undressing Rachel with his eyes. This had to stop.
Quinn looked at Rachel, almost waiting for approval to pounce. Rachel just smiled and with that, Quinn shot out of her seat.
"Enough!"
Finn stopped singing. Puck stopped playing. Rachel stopped breathing.
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[Sorry it took so long for me to put this up. More is obviously coming! :) Love you all!]
