It had started many months earlier when Finn first started Spanish lessons with Mr Schuester. Before then he hadn't really noticed him. Sure, he had seen him in the corridors or chatting to Coach Tanaka in the locker room, but he had never really noticed him properly. And there he was, stood at the front of the classroom, speaking a language that Finn didn't understand a word of, yet both looking and sounding so dreamy that Finn had to pinch himself. It was at that moment that Finn knew he was in love. And it terrified him. Mr Schuester, Will, he found out later after asking around, was a teacher, and a male teacher at that. Finn was not gay. He knew that. I mean okay it was nice at the end of football practice when the other boys got changed and Finn could see their chests, but that was just admiring their muscles, nothing more. He may not currently have a girlfriend but that didn't mean anything, just that none of the girls in school really took his fancy right at this moment.
Finn stared forward at Mr Schuester taking in every word he said, determined to understand the stupid language if it killed him, to impress Mr Schuester. Why couldn't he have been smart? It would have been so much easier to be one of those kids that picked up stuff straight away without having to think at all. Finn knew he was going to have to work seriously hard at this. Hey, maybe Mr Schuester could tutor him? That was an option, right? One on one time with Mr Schue? Sounded good to Finn.
But no. This wasn't going to happen, he reminded himself. He wasn't gay therefore he wasn't in love with a teacher. Even if he was gay then what sort of fool falls for a teacher in the first lesson of the year anyway? It would all be fine. Finn just needed something to take his mind of Mr Schue, that's all. Like maybe a girlfriend. Hey, maybe he'd ask Puck about the cheerleaders. Puck always seemed to be down with the cheerleader gossip. Maybe one of them already fancied him, that would make things easier. Or maybe Puck would have insider knowledge about which one would be easiest to bed. Actually, scratch that. Not sure he wanted to bed anyone right now. Well, anyone who isn't Mr Schue anyway.
For Will it started later than that. He hadn't noticed Finn properly until he heard him sing. Before that, all Finn was to him was another mediocre student in his Spanish class. But the moment he heard Finn sing in that shower he was captivated. It was as though there was a string pulling him towards Finn. It didn't even occur to him until afterwards that Finn would have been naked. And that it would have been very awkward if he had been seen watching Finn. All Will wanted was for Finn never to stop singing. He knew at that moment that he would do absolutely anything to get Finn into glee club. He spent the whole night tossing and turning in bed, the sound of Finn stuck in his head. In the end Terri got so fed up of him that she kicked him out of bed to go sleep on the couch. It was cold in the sitting room and Will grabbed his jacket off the back of the chair for warmth. It was then that he discovered the marijuana in the jacket pocket. What Will thought of next was possibly the darkest thought he had ever had. He didn't sleep at all for the rest of that night as his conscience battled against his desire for Finn to be in the glee club. He would do it, he decided at 5 in the morning. He would do it and Finn would join glee club and he would enjoy it and then Will could tell him exactly what he did to force Finn to join but by then Finn wouldn't care, in fact he would be grateful, and they would both laugh about it. It was the right thing to do, Will reasoned, knowing full well that it wasn't. This was his first step onto the slippery slope otherwise known as Finn Hudson. Things could only go downhill from here.