A/N Got alerts from my story and im really happy (: Thank you so much! Enjoy! Dont own anything Btw~
Winter Break, here i come.
"Hey there's a line" Finn said with annoyance in his face to this woman who just decided to skip the whole freakin' damn line that I've been waiting in for 30 min. Who the fuck does she think she is? Just because she's dressed in like business work attire doesn't mean she's the president of the United States.
Rachel turned around and saw a very tall, 6ft 3, man with a cute spiked hair style that was messy all over looking out at her with the word 'annoyed' written all over his face. The minute she made eye contact with this, well she wasn't going to lie, handsome stranger, she got lost in those caramel filled eyes and felt this weird feeling of warmth around her body that certainly wasn't from the coffee steams next to her.
"Yeah man ,you tell her!" Finn turned around to see about other people agreeing with him. Losing eye contact with the very attractive bitch on front of him. She was pretty, okay. No, she was breath taking. 'What the fuck are you doing ' Finn thought to himself. 'She's just another work bitch' Yes. Her chocolate eyes, her dark brown luscious hair, olive skinned face, and bangin' body maybe somewhat magical to him but he knew that this girl was trouble.
"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry . I'm just late for work" Rachel said not really trying to get into an argument with these people. She needed to go. Now.
"Yeah, works a grind. But we all got some place we need to be" Finn said to the woman's back. The nerve of this woman.
Rachel turned around to face this guy again. She checks this guy up and down and spots his helmet clipped to his side. She's found her insult. Perfect. " You know, I think what I'm late for, is a little more important than your bike-messenger- delivery thing." She smirks and was about to get her coffee when he talked again.
Finn couldn't believe this woman. Was she a joke? " WOW! Well, number one, I'm not a bike messenger" He smirks at her. "And number two, I didn't think you New York princesses came down here." He says with a matter of fact. He's really enjoying what he's doing. The look of anger and annoyance in her face. Its hot. And he likes it.
Rachel scoffs "And what makes you think I'm from New York?" She asks getting really annoyed now.
"The outfit and attitude" Finn states easily.
"Well, genius. I'm actually from the neighborhood. Born and raised" She says sharply and turns around to get her coffee.
"Could've fooled me" He says smoothly.
Rachel turns around ready to burst at this guy " You know, I don't think that would be a very difficult thing to do."
Finn laughs. 'Where is bitch going with this?' He thinks. "Are you always such a little sweetheart in the morning?' Finn says wanting to prove a point sarcastically.
Rachel still looking at him, but now with her coffee in her hands is ready to end this guy for good now since he made that sarcastic comment to her with that smile of his that gets her nerves. "Only when confronted with Jerks like yourself"
Finn couldn't believe this woman. His mouth hanging open because he definitely wasn't expecting that to come out from her big mouth. Everyone around Finn was 'Ohhh'ing' and saying 'Are you gunna take that!' Of course he wasn't.
"Oh, that hurt. That stung" Finn says pretending to be in pain and laughing with the other people around him.
Rachel with once last look at him, she smiled a but evil smile at him and flipped her hair and walked away.
Leaving Finn in the line still curious about Little Miss New York Princess.
Rachel walks inside the mall after her coffee shop encounter. She still can't believe she did such a thing. She needs to forget about that issue and especially him. Something about him, it brings her to him. She doesn't know what it is but, she doesn't like it all.
With that out of the way, she comes to the center of the mall where the contest will be held and already sees at least 30 guys out on the stage preparing for their intro. They're from all shapes and sizes and ages varied from 20 to 50. She couldn't believe this was actually happening. People where going to do this.
"I can't believe at actually at work today!" Quinn says looking around and inspecting every guy that was at her sight. "There are so many hot men!"
Rachel, Blaine, Kurt, and Quinn are sitting at the judges table in front of the stage ready to start the show before things go out of hand.
"Okay. So, guys, we have one camera crew, thanks to our gust panelist TV host Mercedes Jones." She turns and sees that Mercedes sat herself next to Rachel ready for the show .
"Oh yeah girl" she says and high fives everyone on the table.
"Remember. We are looking for someone who has the sex appeal of Brad Pitt and someone who as the spirit of Santa Clause" Rachel states with pride and hope that they understand this event to her.
The clapping and whistling begins. A line of men start lining up in the stage and the show begins.
"OK, guys, you'll have 60 seconds to show us you have the looks and personality to be Western Ohio Mall's new Sexy Santa." She speaks to them in the mike. "Now remember, only three of you will make it to the final rounds. You have to give a great first impression" Rachel smiles at them really excited to see what's coming up for her. "Oh, and good luck"
The cheers and applauding fill the room as men come up and perform their random and weird impressions. The first man about 30 years old comes up and is only wearing his jacket with no shirt on. The music starts playing and he starts dancing sexually only to get the attention of Kurt and Blaine. Rachel see's that they are recording the men who please them. She laughs that the guy in front of her and the reactions of everybody.
The next 10 men do the same things from ripping shirts open, sexy dancing, and coming up shirtless and cat walking around the stage. Comments from the judges are from 'He looks like a jungle cat' from Kurt and various 'Yeah, YEAH'S' from Quinn.
The audience seems to enjoy every single one of the men there and Rachel really thinks that this might be her key to he promotion.
The old man who came up to show his Santa belly (Literally, he drew Santa on it) finished his somewhat pleasant show and existed the stage. Rachel thanked him and called "Next" to the mike and brought her attention back to her paper, not seeing who came up the stairs.
With still looking at the paper in front of her, she asked "Uh name?'
"Finn Hudson"
Finn came up the stairs and took the mike from the guy and came face to face with New York Princess. Well more like face to head because she was still looking at the paper. She was frozen in place.
Rachel looked up and he saw him. The only guy that wasn't left her mind since the morning. She was trying to hide the smile that was trying to appear on her lips. He was so awkwardly adorable just standing there. 'Rachel, stop it.' she thinks.
"Ohh, he's a cute one." Quinn says disrupting her thoughts.
"Yeah" was all that Rachel managed to get out. Rachel had to brace herself for a very bumpy ride.
