Finn walked into his college classroom. New class, new people. He liked Music theory. He could deal with music. The desks were set in partners. He looked for a familiar face from his other classes. The face he found almost knocked the wind out of him.
"Santana Lopez?" Finn asked. Santana looked up at him.
"Finn. Wow. You go here?" She asked. She seemed slightly friendly and slightly bored. So not much had changed. That was good.
"Yeah. Uh, can I sit?" he asked. She shrugged. He sat next to her, feeling incredibly self-conscious but relieved. Some guy Finn knew came over to talk to him.
"Dude who's the girl?" he asked.
"She's uh… we went to high school together Mitch," Finn said. Santana is now listening, making sure he says the right things about her successful high school career.
"How'd you meet?" Mitch asked. Mitch was majoring in psychology AND Marine Biology. So the psychology major in him made him addicted to human nature, reaction and connections.
"I was football captain and basketball team. She was a cheerleader with…uh my friends sister," he lied about the last part. He didn't want to bring up Quinn. Or how she cheated on him with his best friend. His best friend also happened to be Santana's boyfriend when he got Quinn pregnant. The more Finn thought about it, he realized how he and Santana pretty had the same fucked up web of high school romance.
"Ah. You two were popular. The ideal kids," Mitch said. Neither Finn nor Santana corrected him that actually Quinn had been the poster girl while Santana had been the girl who went to when you were in the mood. Mitch went to find a seat.
"You know, I'm kind of shocked that you're in music theory," Finn said. Santana let her hair fall in her face and turned to look down at her notebook.
"Yeah. I'm kinda thinking about majoring in music," Santana said. Finn felt like he should say something more. He didn't. Santana felt as unapproachable as she had in high school. The teacher walked in. Finn turned his attention away from the girl that still scared him shitless. He felt the boys in the room settle their gazes on her. Maybe if they were better friends Finn would've cared. Instead he hoped she didn't mind it.