Wow, I suck. Like I really, really suck. I haven't written anything in like a year. But it's summer now and god knows I have no social life, so hopefully I will have much more time!
There's some naughty language in this chapter. And, actually, I'm just going to make that a warning for the rest of the story. There will be naughty language.
(And apparently Jeffs last name is Sterling? Oops. But unless I get complaints about it, I might just keep warbler…..)
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"Fuck." Finn hissed, "Fuck"
He knew it was a bad idea for his mom to send him to the grocery store. He totally knew it. But did she listen? Of course not.
Because walking around in jeans, a hoodie (with the hood up) in June wouldn't cause any suspicion. Of course not. Honestly, he looked like the stereotypical under-cover celebrity. When you see someone walking around dressed as he was, and then add on dark designer sunglasses, they definitely look like they could be somebody.
But then again, he'd been fine until he ran into the oversized twelve year old.
My god what the hell is she wearing? Is that some kind of sweater or something?
Fucking Ohio.
But he had a situation to deal with.
He sighed, "Okay, how much money will it take to keep your mouth shut?"
She frowned a little as he pulled out his wallet. He paused a moment before sliding out a twenty. He wiggled it in front of her face and cocked an eyebrow. "How's that?" he said.
"Excuse me," a woman's voice piped in behind them. Finn turned around before thinking better of it.
Holy shit that's a dude.
"you're a part of the second biggest boy band on earth and you're offering her twenty dollars to keep quiet? I'd say fifty or beat it."
"Kurt!" The girl hissed. "I-I don't want your money, Mr. Hudson." She stuttered. "I won't tell a soul."
"Yeah? Well, we'll see about that. My manager will probably be in contact with you by the end of the day and he'll want both of you to sign confidentiality agreements. Names?"
The girl was still frowning. "Rachel Berry."
"Kurt Hummel. My fathers a congressman, if that makes anything easier."
"Yeah, thanks. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to leave before I run into any more situations."
"Wait!" Rachel quipped up just as he started to turn around. "Could I see you again sometime?"
God, absolutely not.
"I can't really go out in public more than necessary. I'm sure you understand."
"I have a very private yard." She said, "And we've got a pool and everything."
"I'll consider it." Was all he said before he turned heel and left.
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The car ride back was silent.
After they'd been sitting in Rachel's driveway for a good five minutes, Kurt sighed. "Are you going to get out or should I just cut the engine?"
"I just met Finn Hudson."
"Yeah…" Kurt said. And he was unfriendly and just a bit rude.
"Kurt," She squealed, "I just met Finn Hudson! I wonder what he thought of me! Do you think he liked my sweater? Oh, I hope I don't have coffee breath. How does my makeup look? Do I have anything on my face? He was in a vegan grocery store; maybe he's vegan too! Do you think…"
As Rachel rambled on, Kurt pulled the key out of the ignition. He was likely to be there for a while.
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Okay so I know this is super short and everything but I just needed to get something up! Tell me what you think
xoxo
