Had a lot of fun writing this chapter. As you will realise, seeing as this is AU, some aspects of later episodes after 3x5 will be used in this story. E.g. Finn already knowing that he hasn't got the football scholarship earlier, hence Santana saying it in the previous chapter. Warning: Finchel in this chapter. Also Finn bashing.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything, though I would love to own Santana and Rachel...

The tiny diva storms down the hallway, a confident swagger in her step. Her arms swung with purpose and determination in her eyes. She spots her target at a nearby locker.

A bright smile spreads across her face, as she came to a halt in front of the boy, "Tonight," she spoke assertively, wrapping her arms around his slightly pudgy torso.

The boy looks down at Rachel, "Tonight? Are you sure?"

Rachel nods, "Yes Finn; one hundred percent. Tonight, you will make me a woman."

A happy smirk grew on Finn's face and his eyes widened in joy, some would call it the 'Gassy Infant Look.' Finally, I can get further than just touching her boobs. "Awesome. Why don't we have a date around your place? Your dads will be gone right?"

"Yes Finn that sounds lovely." I've made my decision Santana, Finn is my future.

The pair continues to gaze into each others' eyes, failing to notice a pair of hardened cocoa-bean colored orbs piercing into them.

"Sanny? What's with you and Rachel?"

The girl in question turns towards the tall, blonde dancer, "Nothing Britt-Britt. Just trying to stop the midget from making the biggest mistake of her life so far."

Brittany giggles, resting her head on the Latinas' shoulder, "I think that it's cute that you are jealous of Finn."

The Latina chokes on her own spit, looking at the blonde with wide, disbelieving eyes, "B! What the hell are you on about? One: why would I be jealous? Two: jealous of Finn? Three: WHAT?"

Brittany rolls her eyes, "Don't be silly San, I can see all that Unlikely Sexual Tightness you have going on with Rachel."

Santana sighs, "Unresolved Sexual Tension B."

She claps gleefully, "See S? You're admitting it!"

The Latina can't help but smile, "Don't ever change B," she says wrapping an arm around her best-friends shoulder.

The blonde looks towards her confused, "Why would I change San?" Her eyes widen in excitement, "Will I turn into a duck? A robot? A robot duck? That would be so cool!"

Santana laughs affectionately, "Take a quick nap Britt, before all the losers arrive."

"Okay…San?"

"Yeah Britt?"

"If I was a robot duck, do you think I could blend in with the other ducks at the pond?"

Santana Lopez is fuming as she sat up in the risers, staying down at the vomit worthy 'Finchel.' Her lips were curled up in a disgusted sneer as she bore holes into the back of Rachel's' head. I mean seriously…Finchel? It sounds just as puke-worthy as it looks. Anyone else and it would be better….Cherry, hell, even Pezberry. Not that I'd want to get all up on that.

"Without you…"

"Well done Rachel, that was a truly beautiful rendition," Mr. Shue praises.

The Latina sarcastically claps, "Well, I gotta say, you totes blew that song out of the water. Even if it was just another song and this meeting wasted where you wave your relationship with the man child in our faces."

"Santana!" Mr. Shue shouts in offense.

Rachel rolls her eyes as she walks away from Finn and over to her seat, "It's quite alright Mr. Shue, I'm sure one day Santana's jealous comments will be ignored."

The Latina snorts, "Puh-lease midget, I haven't got anything to be jealous about. I've already a piece of that mountain of fudge you call a boyfriend, I still have nightmares."

Finn is just about to open his mouth in a retort, before he can, Kurt cuts him off, "While your verbal smack down as been highly amusing, can we leave now?"

Mr. Shue sighs; another meeting cut short, "Sure guys see you next week!" I can spend some time with Emma.

"Finn! I cannot believe how much this tastes like real meat! You must have searched for ages trying to get this recipe."

Finn curses under his breath then speaks up, "Of course, you're vegan, so I wanted to make the effort," He smiles.

The tiny diva beams back in return. Finn mentally pumps his fist. She doesn't need to know that's real meat. Hopefully she doesn't ask for the recipe. Oh man, she's talking, I need to listen, I wish we could just skip this bit and go to her room.

All throughout the date, Rachel has been giving him flirtatious grins and rubbing her foot on his leg. He couldn't wait to get to the 'main event.' He had been with Rachel for so long and finally he was going to get some action, he was going to deflower Rachel Berry. Tonight. In her bed.

After another five minutes of mindless chit-chat, they finally finished their meal and cuddled up in front of the fire.

Rachel couldn't think of anywhere else she'd rather be. Yes, she is nervous about what was to come later on, but she knows she loves Finn.

They were just about to lean in to kiss, when they hear the front door open, close and then laughter coming from the people who walked in.

Finn looks at her confused, "Uh, Rach? You said your dads were gonna be out."

She looks just as confused, "That's what they told me honey."

They both stand up from the couch just in time to see Rachel's dads round the corner with mysteriously joyous grins.

"Ah Rachel, Pumpkin. Sorry to interrupt your date but we bumped into somebody at Breadstix who was quite upset that you canceled rehearsal time with them for Finn here," LeRoy Berry speaks, throwing his leather jacket over the back of the couch.

"Who?"

"What rehearsal time?"

Hiram Berry moves to the side, revealing a distraught Latina.

"Santana?"

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