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Anyway here's Chapter 4.

School that week was odd for Rachel Berry. I mean sure he had been on her first double-date, actually her first date. But whenever she saw Finn in the corridor he just smiled, he didn't talk or anything. Had she been dreaming it? Were they even friends? He still came to glee, although now with his annoying cheerleader girlfriend, as well as other cheerleaders and football players. Meaning she spent even less time with him than before.

She was walking to class when she saw, in slow-motion Finn being slushied by other football members. Quickly as she could she grabbed his hand and led him to the girls' bathroom. Luckily Rachel was always prepared for an event of this magnitude and grabbed a towel from her locker on the way past. Even more luckily there was a chair in the bathroom that Tina had used only yesterday for the same purpose.

"Thanks for this", Finn smiled up at his rescuer.

"It's fine."

Rachel was still confused about what their relationship was, and the fact he wouldn't talk to her in public because she was a loser.

"Hey", he pulled her hand that had been rinsing her hair. "Is something on the matter? You seem a bit distant- you still on for Friday?"

"I don't know are you?" Rachel sighed as she started to dry his hair. "I don't get it, if we're friends..." Finn started nodding his head. "Well if we're friends you don't always act like it. Here alone your fine, but in public where people might see you talking to a loser you...ignore me. So I'm sorry but I don't know if I want your friendship if all you do is ignore me. Like now, would you have done the same for me? Probably not. So see you around."

With that Rachel picked up her towel and walked very quickly out of the bathroom, leaving Finn slightly stunned. One of Rachel's many talents was that she could talk extremely fast, which meant it took Finn twice as long to register what she'd said. He couldn't believe what a jerk he had been and the fact that Rachel knew him so well already, something which would scare many but made him feel closer to her.

For the rest of the week he was on high alert for ways he could make it up to her. He found the ideal opportunity when on Thursday, Rachel too was slushied. The first thing he did, well after punching the guy in the nose, was to steer her in the direction of the girls' disabled bathroom, knowing not many used it. He got his clean gym towel and sat her down in front of the sinks. The plan seemed good at the time, but now he was here with a wet Rachel and he had no idea what he was supposed to do. He started washing her hair, something completely new to him. Who knew that girls hair was so soft and shiny, and smelled of strawberries, he certainly didn't.

"You've never done this before have you?"

"Er no- I mean I've washed my own hair, obviously, but no one else's."

He managed to get most of the slushie out of her hair, as she stood underneath the hand-dryer. However she was still picking blue clumps out of her jumper, making it look technicolour.

"I hate this stuff, I look awful." She looked so helpless, Finn realised he was still gazing at her.

"I have an idea...I have a clean jersey in my locker...you could wear it with your skirt?"

"Really? I mean would you want me to be walking around with your number on my back? What would your friends and Quinn say?"

"I'll just tell them the truth- besides they're the ones who did this to you. Give me a minute."

Finn practically ran to his locker to retrieve the jersey. Rachel muttered a thank you as Finn shouted after her.

"Hey! Is it um true that Quinn...teases you?"

Rachel turned to face him as he rested his arms on her shoulders.

"Teasing...wow ok, well we're not friends no, and she does happen to draw pictures of me on the bathroom walls- which aren't realistic in any way. But she's done it for the past couple of years. It doesn't really bother me anymore, her looks won't last forever and while I'm on Broadway she'll be with eight children, all with numerous fathers and...sorry! But in answer to your question no it doesn't bother me."

"Well it bothers me". Finn stared angry that Quinn would upset Rachel like that. He stood in the bathroom a long time after Rachel had left, thinking about things.

Rachel walked down the hall feeling quite pleasant in Finn's jersey, although she wasn't quite sure why. As she stopped at her locker to find her books as she felt a presence next to her.

"What on earth are you wearing?"

Rachel shut her locker to find her best friend staring at her new shirt. Kurt was all about fashion, you just had to walk through his room which was strewn with Vogue magazines.

"Oh! Well I got a slushie to the face, so Finn lent me his jersey."They walked to the car-park, where Kurt's car was waiting for them.

"Right...you know you could have asked me, I always keep a change of clothes in my locker."

They parted ways for the night, but as Rachel got out of the car, and Kurt drove off, she saw a flash of blonde in front of her. Standing in the middle of her drive stood a blonde girl with hands on her hips, bearing a flash of anger.

"Quinn, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Moving to the door, not letting her nerves get the best of her.

"Don't play games with me short stuff. How dare you go parading in front of the entire school wearing my boyfriend's jersey! I mean you seriously think he'd prefer you to me? So listen and listen good- stay away from my boyfriend."

Looking at Quinn Rachel finally understood something that no one else could see about her.

"You don't even like him do you?" Realisation creeping across her face, "You like Noah Puckerman...I've seen the way you look at each other..."

With that Quinn slapped her around the face, quickly fleeing the scene to her nearby car, taking one moment to look back on her actions.

Of course Kurt received the full details of the encounter the following day. Sadly for Rachel as much as she tried she couldn't wipe the red mark off the side of her face.

"And you still have a mark on your face. If you allow me to try some of my make-up...There! I wonder if you could sue her...Anyways so my house after glee?" Kurt tucked a strand of hair in its rightful place behind his ear.

"Oh tonight? I cant...I have to stay in with my dads- what with it being a Friday and everything..."

Rachel tried to put her acting skills to the test as she lied to her best-friend who looked at her sympathetically.

Alter rehearsal Rachel waited around for Kurt and Finn, who would give her a lift home. After which Finn would be over for his singing lesson.

She was a bag of nerves. Her dads were going out, meaning she was walking around the house trying to distract herself until the moment Finn arrived at eight pm.

"Hey." Just a word from this boy could make her head spin.

They walked to her room where her pink jewelled keyboard was sitting on the bed ready, one of her preparations for the lesson. Her room he noticed was kinda cool. I mean sure it had loads of teddies on the bed and shelves, but she also had a ton of musical posters. He felt oddly comfortable.

She helped him reach the high notes and practised a few songs for upcoming rehearsals. She was pleased at how well Finn was doing, and how amazing his voice sounded. At ten they stopped rehearsing to have a break, which included drinking green tea- something that Rachel swore would help the throat, although Finn wasn't so sure. After a day of school Rachel went to change and take off her make-up, as Finn inspected the various posters and pictures on the walls. Many of Rachel with Kurt and Mercedes. Walking back into the bedroom she had forgotten all about the red mark on her cheek.

"Thanks for helping me tonight- I mean you're so good at it."

He had moved closer to her on the bed and Rachel was suddenly aware of his proximity.

"Your real pretty Rachel."

As he leaned closer, Rachel's mind raced thinking about this moment that she had only dreamed about every day since she had met him. However nothing happened. Opening her eyes she found him starring at her with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Rach, what is that?" He was now cradling her right cheek.

"It's nothing", she whispered but he still didn't remove his hands or his eyes.

"Tell me who did this to you". Now he was also holding her hand.

"It was just this girl...she just hit me...jealous probably", offering a small smile which sadly still didn't convince him.

"It was Quinn wasn't it. She did this to you." His jaw had now tightened and his eyes were narrowed.

"Yes- but it wasn't that bad. I mean yes it hurt but it was quite dramatic", keeping a light tone in her voice.

"What happened Rachel- tell me." She had never seen him so angry before, his face white with rage.

"Well Kurt dropped me off and she was standing in my driveway. Anyway she started talking about you and I, and herself...And I said something she didn't like and she, hit me."

Finn suddenly stood up letting go of her hand in the process and walking to the door.

"I gotta go I'm sorry but I have stuff I need to sort out. Listen...be careful", caressing her cheek before running out of her bedroom door, leaving Rachel stunned.

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