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How am I ever supposed to focus on Biology again? Not that I paid that much attention before, I mean science isn't really my thing, and Rachel always has worn tight shirts and super short skirts that demanded most of my attention. But now, I actually know what's under that little checkered skirt beside of me. And I like it a lot.

It doesn't even matter that she's been scowling at me every few minutes since the beginning of the period for not taking any notes. I've tried a couple of times, but then I catch a whiff of her awesome raspberry shampoo, and I can' just not get kinda caught up in it, which isn't weird at all, Rachel says it's normal to be attracted to the way someone smells. Then when she writes, her hand catches my eye, the way she grips her pencil. That makes me think of her gripping other things while my hands are in secret places and, well yeah, I'm pretty much not getting anything done today. Maybe she'll let me copy her notes later? No, that'd be just as bad, I'll just copy Brittany's sometime, she always has really good notes. Problem solved, back to staring at Rachel.

I sound like a total douschebag for thinking about it, and I really really hope Rachel doesn't have her psychic chick powers on so she can't hear my thoughts…I always knew Rachel was talented, I've never heard anyone sing as well as her, or talk as fast as her, but I never realized just how talented her mouth really was. That first time she, well, used her mouth on me…oh God she's scowling again. Think about biology, kittens, banana bread, nothing inappropriate going on up here…

Whew. Anyway, Rachel does the most epic things with her mouth. That first time, I didn't think it could get any better than that. Ohh man was I wrong. She does these things with her tongue where…

"Finn, you're drooling. You're not sleeping with your eyes open are you?"

Way to go Studson.

"Sorry, no I'm awake."

"Good, pay attention, how are you going to pass the quiz tomorrow, you've been spacing out the whole period?"

"I'm a little bit distracted Rach." Dropping my hand to her thigh, toying with the hem I watched her blush, a small smile playing on the corner of her mouth. That's my girl.

Ring!

"I feel just terrible for being so detrimental to your education Finn, maybe you should come by later today so that I can make it up to you." She smiled playfully, standing up from her chair not bothering to even pull down and adjust her skirt.

"I think that's a great idea."

My life isn't over, I haven't lost my swag. She'll call eventually.

God my woman symptoms are returning.

Its 8:00 and Rachel still hasn't called to let me know that she wants me to come over to share notes. Maybe I creeped her out with all the staring and drool today.

It's not like it's that big of a deal, she doesn't have to call if she doesn't want to. It's perfectly okay if she changed her mind and decided that she doesn't want to see me, she's not exactly my girlfriend, I don't think. It's like our relationship status is this gray area neither of us have brought up yet. I want her to be my girlfriend again, you know, if she wants to be, but I won't push her. I'm not that guy.

I'm the guy that sits in his room staring at his phone like I can make it ring with secret brain powers, and wondering if all this obsessing is taking away from my manliness. Flinging myself backwards on my bed in a very Rachel-ish way was not exactly the most masculine defense, so throwing one more look at my phone that just refuses to ring, I give up. If she calls, she calls. I don't care.

But I'll take the phone in with me, just in case.

Ring Ring Ring!

Rachel? It's 11:00, why would she be calling now?

"Hello?"

"Finn! I'm so sorry about today, I should've called but Daddy completely forgot that next week is their anniversary and he drug me to the store all evening in search of the perfect gift. I left my phone at home or I would've called, I'm really sorry."

So she didn't forget about me, I knew I hadn't lost my swag.

"It's cool Rachel, I got pretty busy anyway." Busy staring at my phone wishing you would call me, and questioning my man-card.

"I was really looking forward to getting to spend time with you today."

"I was too Rach."

"I miss you" she breathed.

"Um, I miss you too Rach."

"How much?"

"Um, I don't know, like a lot?"

"I was thinking, since we didn't get to hang out tonight, maybe we could, try something. Over the phone."

Holy Cheesus. Is she saying what I think she's saying?

"What did you wanna try Rach?"

"Well as you know, I did try to touch myself before and it didn't exactly work out. Since I know what it feels like now when you do it, maybe I'll be able to simulate your actions and accomplish it myself. While you do the same."

Rachel Berry wants to have phone sex with me. Best. Night. Ever.

"Okay."

"Okay. How do we start?"

"I don't know I haven't exactly done this before Rach."

"Right, well I'll start. What are you wearing?" she asked in all seriousness.

"My Star Wars boxers. What are you wearing?" I asked, pulling myself and starting to slowly stroke.

"Aren't you supposed to say something sexy?"

"I thought you liked my Star Wars boxers," way to shoot a man down when he's up.

"Of course I do, but for the purpose of the activity you could've said something like 'my satin, navy blue Calvin Klein's' or something."

"I don't have any satin navy blue Calvin Klein's."

"That's not the point. Never mind. I'm wearing a cream tank top, with my pink bed shorts."

"Don't those shorts have strawberry shortcake on them?"

"Yes, they're my favorites."

"How is that any better than my Star Wars boxers?"

"Finn, you're making this difficult! Are you even, you know, touching yourself?"

"Yeah, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"How does it feel?"

"I don't know, not the same…I like it better when you do it. I honestly feel kind of awkward."

Even though I was starting to get somewhere, it's like I can feel her uncomfortable waves through the phone (psychic powers I tell you.)

"Rachel, maybe this was a little out of our skill level."

"You're right, it seemed like a good idea at first. I wanted to go through with it. I'm sorry Finn, again."

"We'll get to it eventually, until then; well we can have fun preparing." Hearing her smile through the phone I grinned, tucking myself back into my boxers and oddly enough feeling completely satisfied.

"If you still want to, I promise you can come over after school tomorrow. I think I have even more to make up to you now." My smile doubles in size at her playful tone. This is the Rachel I love, happy, comfortable, mine.

"You say the words, and I'm there."

"Goodnight Finn."

"Goodnight Rach, I love you."

"I love you too."

I know, I know, I'm such a tease! The idea of failed finchel phone sex was just too funny to pass up! There will definitely be an update soon, I can't just leave them hanging!

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