A/N: Whoo-hoo! Chapter Two! Ya! ... Enjoy the chapter.

Thanks To: Mixedbreedgirl, dante4everfan, princessgleeky, 888Marshmelow, et11414112, Nicole Mc, noro, hanna-jennifer, imagleek1234, and musicallygleek235 for reviewing! You guys all rock my socks off! And as a side note to Nicole Mc: I din't say I didn't like it, I loved it, it was just... weird...

Disclaimer: I doubt the owner of Glee is in middle school.

I studied the list in my hands, knowing I needed to hurry or else Rachel would come back and find me staring at the list. I decided to tuck (Or shove. It doesn't really matter, as long as it's out of Rachel's sight.) it away in my backpack, but not before looking at the first bullet on the list:

*He must be tall.

Check. Thank God Rachel didn't put, like, "He must be blonde" or "He must be Irish" or something. I'm not sure what I'd do then... maybe bleach my hair and embrace my Irish side (not that I have one...)? Anyway, hight was not an issue for me. And if Rach wanted a tall guy, she had one. Three cheers for achieving something on the list without actually doing anything. Next bullet

*He must be sweet and caring.

Sweet and caring? I could totally do that. Piece of cake! Light, padding footsteps signaled that Rachel was coming back upstairs, so I shoved the list into my bag again and continued flipping through sheet music.

She entered the room, smiling her usual 100-watt smile, carrying a bowl of popcorn. Her flowery skirt billowed around her like mist... I think I've been singing too many love songs.

"Hey. I couldn't find anything else, so I hope you like popcorn!"

She put the bowl down on the bed in between us, and glanced at the stack of sheet music. Cocking her head (so that all her hair did that little bouncy thing I love), she looked at me with question in her eyes.

"Find anything?"

Jumping out of my trance, I glanced at the sheet music hurriedly, remembering why I was here in the first place. Mr. S, hard Glee assignment. Grabbing the first song I saw, I held it up to Rachel and grinned.

"I, uh, thought maybe I could, um, do this?"

Rachel looked at my choice, then to me, then back to my choice skeptically.

"Finn, are you trying to tell me something?"

Blushing, I looked down at the title of the song. It was titled Popular. Well, I'm popular, right? I mean, why couldn't I do this song?

"Finn, have you ever heard the song? Or even read the lyrics?"

I was talking out loud? Crap. I tend to do that a lot. Especially around Rachel... huh.

"I agree with you, you do think aloud much more than needed. Perhaps you should start thinking before you think... if you get what I mean. Anyway, since it's clear that you've never heard this song before, I think it's only proper I preform it to you before we decide you really do it."

I was doing it again? And what did she mean, I needed to think before I thought. It was almost as confusing as that time Quinn told me I needed to learn to learn. I didn't sleep for days over that statement... I was interrupted by the fist few note of a song beginning to play, and I watched as Rachel began to work her magic.

Whenever I see someone less fortunate than I,
And let's face it, who isn't less fortunate than I?
My tender heart tends to start to bleed.
And when someone needs a makeover,
I simply have to take over!
I know- I know exactly what they need!
Follow my lead...

About a minute into the song, and I saw why Rachel had given me a WTF face when she saw it... geez, I'm glad she didn't go ahead and let me do it... What exactly is the point to this song, anyway? A song about a girl tutoring a girl on how to be pop-uuu-lar? What kind of messed up musical was this for? I though you either had it or you didn't...

"Finn, again with the thinking out loud thing!"

Again? I sighed, and looked back up at Rachel. God, she was beautiful. No, not even. They're gonna have to come up with a new word, just for her. I really hoped I'm not thinking aloud again...

"I guess this means I'm back to square on again, huh?"

Rachel smiled and walked over to the stack of music. Rummaging through, she pulled out a couple of sheets and proceeded to pick out scroll through her iPod until she found the song she was looking for.

"You said you wanted to do something for your Dad, right?"

"Y-yeah. I, just, miss him, and I want to do something in his honor."

"Well, then, I think I have a song that'll match nicely"

The first few notes rang clearly through the air, as Rachel started to sing.

No more carefree laughter
Silence ever after
Walking through an empty house, tears in my eyes
Here is where the story ends, this is goodbye...

She continued on singing, until the last few notes faded off into the air. She looked down at her feet, then back up at me, exhaling a big breath I didn't know she was holding.

"The song's called 'Knowing Me, Knowing You'. It's by ABBA. As soon as I heard you wanted to do a song about your Dad, this came into my head."

I smiled sadly, remembering my Dad. The song was perfect. I told her so and we practiced for the next hour until I remembered I told my Mom I'd be home for dinner.

"Oh, geez, Rach. I'm sorry, I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow?"

Rachel nodded smiling as I walked out of her room.

"Oh, and Finn?"

"Mmm?"

"There are more descriptive words than 'beautiful' I suggest you widen your vocabulary a little bit... But, thanks. That was really sweet."

"Right... You're welcome,"

I walked down the steps of her house and into my car before my brain fully processed what she said.

Wait, what?

Well, at least I have sweet down...

A/N: If anyone hasn't seen/heard Popular, it's a song in Wicked sung by the lovely G-linda. Here's the link to the video: .com/videos/watch/video/popular-christina-decicco-wicked/-231775010824?q=popular%20wicked
Or you can just look it up on YouTube... whatever you want...

Happy Saturday!

~Queen