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Chapter 2 -

Rachel walked through the school gates. She looked awful. Her hair was in big clumps and sticking out everywhere, make-up smudged, clothes' were wrinkled and she smelled awful. She hated Finn, and the guy who was with him. She thought his name was Puck but didn't want to guess because when she found out for sure, she was going to make their life's a hell. She didn't know how, but she was.

She heard the distant sniggers and pointing from the students as she made her way through the corridors. Yes, she looked ridiculous and she didn't blame them because if it was turned around and somebody else was in this situation, she'd probably laugh and compassion for them. She tried to ignore it, focusing straight ahead.

"Who wants' cotton candy!" somebody shouted from the crowds gathered around her staring. This caused everybody to burst out in laughing fit's. Yes, my hair is funny she thought, rolling her eyes. On the way up the stair's she met Jacob, the guy in the year who wore his hair and look every day. He'd asked her out last year and she'd said no and ever since he'd stalked her, saying things like "I love you" and "be mine". It was creepy.

"Hi Rachel, I love what you've done with your hair" he commented. Of course he did, he had the same friggin hair.
"Thanks, Jacob" she said sweetly and turned around to walk into the school, Jacob following closely at her side.

Rachel made the way to her locker, nudging past more whispers from the passing cheerleaders. This was going to be a long day. Then she spotted him, sucking face with Quinn next to her locker, disgusting. Not only did she hate Finn but Quinn made every situation worse. The queen bee, she thought she was better than everybody.

Rachel walked up to the locker, blanking the both of them but it was hard to not notice her. Almost immediately, Quinn started to laugh.

"Nice Look" she said, her cheek's rose in a smile.

"Oh it's special needs boy and his muse, the lovely Koala" she returned with a smile before trying again with her locker combination. She hated the lockers, it took at least a few trys to get it open and when it did open, it made a loud rusted noise. At least it was practical.

"My name is Quinn, you geek" she reminded her, thinking she had actually forgotten her name.

Rachel's locker opened and she turned back around with raised eyebrows.

Finn piped in, looking at her with a compassionate face.
"I'm sorry about this morning that puddle just drove right up in front of us" Quinn laughed and wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's waist. EW.

"That's okay, please don't apologize. I understand" Rachel replied.
"Oh?" Finn asked, looking shocked.
Rachel continued, "Yes, but chew on this, while archetypal outsiders, such as myself, rarely fit comfortably into high school environments, this, is as good as your life is going to get. The big football star and his vacuous cheerleader girlfriend"
"Head cheerleader" Quinn reminded her before Rachel nodded her head and began the rest of the conversation, "Because, let's face it, the old grey matter isn't exactly top range now is it Hudson?" she pointed out, pointing to her brain.
"Huh?" Finn asked, he had no idea what she was talking about. He looked at Quinn who had the same expression on her face.
"So you'll end up with a job in spatula world with your dad and probably marry Quinn here. But soon you'll start drinking to numb this aching feeling inside"
Okay, he had no idea what she was talking about. He listened in, she was smart so maybe he could try and work it out somehow. Unlikely but possible.

"And you fast forward a few years and you're a drunk, fat, depressed guy at a bar talking about the good old days..." she was still talking.
"Whilst you're little wife, who's looks and stuff have incidentally went to doo-doo"

Quinn gasped, she just told her she'd be ugly. She looked at Finn for support but he was listening. She couldn't believe this geek was talking to them like this.
"She's propping her own self-esteem by indulging in squalid sexual encounters with your friends behind your back" she nodded, slamming her locker.
Finn was shocked, Quinn would really do that?

"What friends!" he asked.
"I'm guessing most of them, cya" she said juggling her books and walking away. Finn faced Quinn with disgust.
"You'd really do that?"
"She's a geek, she can't see the future Finn, I'd never do that" she spoke stroking his arm.
"I hope not" he muttered, giving her one final kiss as the bell went and jogging to class.

Computing was first. Finn and Rachel were in the same class and by some strange coinsdence, they were sitting right next to each other. Miss Bidermeyer was on her talk about the structure of the screen and showing us all how browsers work. Rachel decided quickly to go into her bag and grab some notes. You could never have too many. She leaned down unzipping her bag.
Finn noticed Rachel leaning down and leaned over to her side to her keyboard and entered a website. She'd freak, he thought and smiled.
".com" he entered and went back to his monitor, chewing on his pen.
Suddenly the sounds of people's sexual experiences popped up on the monitor. It was unpleasant. Rachel was too busy looking through her note's to not notice at first but the whole class were staring at her when she did.
She gasped; words couldn't find her lips. She tried frantically to turn it off but every time she clicked, dirtier ad's popped up.
"It's Rachel, she's looking at a porno" the girl's from the other side of the room whispered.
"Miss Bidermeyer, I can explain" she began but the teacher cut her off, "That's quite ok Rachel, but you might want to omit that page from your reference list" she said raising her eyebrows.
Rachel nodded silently, as the teacher walked away.
Finn laughed frantically beside her, high-fiving Puck on the other side of the class. Rachel was horrified, this was the worst day ever.

"I tried on the most amazing dress for the dance" Quinn declared, walking hand in hand with Finn down the corridor. They were going a historical trip but Quinn wasn't part of the class so she was walking him to the bus.
Quinn continued, "Think Beyonce's wow factor meets Gwen Stefani's off-kilter individuality. The whole things, very Madonna" she smiled, gazing at Finn. He nodded, not really caring, but to show her that he was listening. "Sound's hot"
"Now, I think Armani would be good for you. Stylish yet understated, so you look good but you don't abstract attention from me. Okay?" she finished. Finn stared. He knew Quinn was the boss in these type of things so he didn't want to argue. He was just about to reply when Mr. Quinn called him from the bus. He had to go.
"Mr. Hudson, if it's not too much trouble" Mr. Quinn said, holding the register with his hand raised.
"Just a minute" Quinn shouted and leaned in to kiss him. It was a great kiss.

They got to the museum around 12, had lunch and then went into groups looking at what interested us. Around 3, we all met up again in the 'treasures of meso America" section.
Mr. Quinn was standing beside a statue, describing who it was and how it played a part in history.
"Now take a look at this odd-looking fella" Mr. Quinn said amusing himself, "Tezcatlipoca, the ancient Aztec god of sorcery. Associated of course, with the notion of destiny. Now Tex here, has got an interesting resume. He was the god of night, lord of the smoking mirror, a shape shifter, a powerful SOB"

Finn and Puck had lost interest halfway through the conversation. They were laughing at a nude statue of a woman, not too far from the side of Tex, as you called him.
"Mr. Hudson, do you think i can have your attention, or doe's Mr. Puckerman have something particularly interesting to say?" Puck stopped rolling the nipples of the statue along through his thumbs and turned around.
"My guess is unlikely" the teacher finished. Rachel smirked, she loved when Finn got into bother. It reminded her of who was the better of the two.
"Okay time is short people, I want you to pair off once more and take in the rest of the remaining exhibit yourselves" Mr. Quinn said. "Remember Research, Analyze and...
"Describe" the children replied together.
"Very good" Mr. Quinn finished, watching the children pair off once again. Rachel went back to Jacob, who she had been paired with last time. It was better than being by herself but his conversations couldn't get any duller.
"No wait" Mr. Quinn shouted and everybody stopped. "Mr. Hudson and Mr. Puckerman won't be pairing up, too much immaturity" he pointed out. Finn sighed, was he supposed to walk around himself.
"Mr. Puckerman, you can pair off with Jacob here and Finn, you with Berry" Rachel went to object. No way, but Mr. Quinn had already walked on with the rest of the group.
Finn came up to stand beside Rachel in front of the Tezcatlipoca statue.
"So you checked out any good porno sites lately?" Finn mocked, he loved annoying Rachel, it was fun.
Rachel avoided the question. "I cannot believe I'm stuck with you, i hope i don't breath in any retard germs" she crossed her arms, proud of her comeback.
"Let's hope I don't get any pencil-neck, virgin disease" Finn replied.
Rachel didn't know what to say. "Get stuffed" she finally said.
"Oooo" Finn said, pretending to hurt.
"I hate you!" Rachel said.

"That's because you secretly want to have sex with me" Finn let out.
"HA" Rachel exclaimed whilst Finn raised his eyebrows, being the typical full-of-himself guy he was.
"When I do decide to surrender the flower of my womanhood, I had always imagined it would be with someone of my own species"
"There is nobody else in your own species, except maybe Jacob" Finn laughed.
"You are such a moron. You really think that the revolves around rap music, football and having out with the right crowd? Lucky for you I have bigger goals, Broadway.
"You know what? You make me sick. You think you're so different to everyone else"
"Different from" Rachel corrected. "What" Finn asked, confused.
"You said different to, the correct phraseology is different from" she smiled.
Finn rolled his eyes. "Thanks for that information. Now I can say you're no different from any other geek, who walks about with books instead of friends with zero chance of being a mega star, and know that you won't have to open your big, fat mouth to correct me"
"Neanderthal"
"Spazz"
"Toad"
"Skank"

The disse's drifted between the two of them.
"You know, I should pity you, but I can't. I hate you too much. I'd rather cut off my own legs with a rusty knife than ever be anything like you" Rachel let out.
"Ditto" Finn said, unsure of what to say.
"Ditto?" Rachel laughed at his reply, how childish.
"Ditto" Finn repeated.
"Double Ditto" Rachel spat, she couldn't believe she was sinking her vocabulary to his level.
"Double, double Ditto times a thousand gazillion trillion" Finn barked.
The air around them grew smoky and they looked around at the statue and the rest of the room. The room felt breezy and cold and then it stopped. They turned back around to face each other.
Rachel was speechless. There was a child in front of her with the vocabulary of a 2 year old. How could she beat that? He's just bring himself lower and lower"
With one final look, they both pushed past each other, walking in opposite directions back.

Finn was just out a shower. He was now doing the usual, rocking along to his music and putting on some deodorant. He took his towel off and slipped into a fresh pair of boxers before hopping into bed. He didn't understand the point in pyjamas. He saw pyjamas as girl's clothes, not guys. He hit the light switch with his football and it clicked off. He then leaned down and muttered something to the bulge in his pants.

Rachel said goodnight to her Dad's and her Cat. She got into her bed and turned the light off, tomorrow was going to be a long day. She had a talk on the Greatest Living American and she had it all planned out in her head. She smiled and sank her head into the pillow, falling into a deep sleep.

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