A/N: YAY SO HERE IT IS! CHAPTER 4! I'm so excited to have this up finally. I was dying to update. Every now and then I write little scenes on my phone and then cut it together to make a chapter, and there's some pretty good stuff coming to don't stop reading. :) Thanks for all the positive reviews and I promise there's more Jealous Rachel coming in the next chapter, maybe. Please r/r, check out the one shot I posted last weekend called "Pillow Talk" its more Finchel than Fuinn, so don't freak out. And um... well, I'm sorry I took so long to write this! Goodnight y'all. Oh! and tell your friends about this if you like it. :) haha.

So, Rachel definitely had a pending conversation with me. She texted me as soon as I got home, which worried me. I kind of looked around everywhere… made sure she wasn't hiding under the bed. Sometimes I worry. I once found a baby monitor down there with the initials S.S. on it… I don't even want to know. Anyways, so yeah, she texted me. Which is weird, because Rachel never texts me, ever. Well we used to text all the time, but know she's with Jesse and he's probably the only one she ever texts.

Rachel: Finn Christopher Hudson, what was that?

Me: What was what

Rachel: …. you making out with little Miss Jennifer Lopez (who btw doesn't have any real talent, it's all auto-tuned) at Breadstix. that's a family environment, Finn !

Me: I didn't see you freakin out when jesse was all lovey dovey. whats the big deal anyways, ANA (that's her name btw) is just a friend. she'd been helping me with math, so I took her out to dinner 'cause my grades have gotten better so

Rachel: Just a friend? you don't look at her the same way you look at one of your "friends", Finn. one of your friends is Tina… Mercedes… Lauren. you looked at her like something else

Me: Like what?

Rachel: like you used to look at me

Me: you're with jesse now

Rachel: ik, but I thought we were friends

Me: exactly…. friends.

It had been a week since the Breadstix incident, and Ana had "postponed" or "cancelled" their study sessions for the week. She was so embarrassed! She crossed the line in a major way. She didn't even know if he enjoyed it or not. She was mortified. How could she look him in the eye ever again? Plus, he achieved his goal of getting Rachel jealous, so she was probably back in his arms by Monday. The thought sickened Ana to her core. She wasn't a jealous person, but she'd do whatever she could in her power to be a little more like Rachel. Maybe she'd cut the meat out of her diet… straighten her hair more… she realized she was being ridiculous, so she pushed the thought out of her mind.

"Nice turn out," Ana said to her best friend Lilly, opening the locker room door to look out at the gym to find about three people in the stands. They had a game today against John Adams High School, their rival team.

"How come people don't come out to see us?" Lilly complained, "we're so good. And, I want people to see my skills, yo."

"Oh my god, Lilly, how many times do I have to tell you not to end every statement with 'yo'?" Ana laughed, returning to the locker room. They were going to start warming up soon, and Ana hadn't put on her basketball shoes yet. The rest of the girls on the team were looking around for balls to warm-up, and they weren't really succeeding.

"Ugh! Damn these boys on the basketball team. They suck! I'm positive that I left three good balls here last time," one of the girls whined.

"Guys, c'mon. They're not that bad," Ana said, defending the team, but mostly defending Finn, although its been a few days since they had spoken.

"Ana, they all suck. They think we're all lesbians. And, I mean, whatever, it's the stereotype, but I don't judge any of them for being morons and culturally inept beings."

"Just check the office or something. I'm sure Coach Duggan won't mind, yo—sorry," Lilly said, giggling. Ana smacked her with the back of her hand. Their relationship was an interesting one. They smacked each other, they told each other everything, they were texting almost incessantly. They were best friends. Ana never liked getting close to anyone (hence the way she was forcing herself to get away from Finn), but Lilly was sort of an exception. They shared the weirdest thoughts, like how afraid they were of losing their virginity to the wrong guy, or how weird it would be if they didn't recognize anyone at their 10 year reunion. They were so close, and their relationship was almost sisterly. They were also the two star players of the team. They kind of could act like total divas if they wanted to, because they've been champions every single year in their division thanks to them, but Ana never let it get to her head, because she knew that everything you had one day could easily be taken away the next. Lilly, on the other hand, let herself be proud.

After the two girls were alone in the locker room, Lilly confronted Ana. "So what's the deal?"

"What do you mean?"
"You were pretty quick to defending the boys' basketball team…"

"Yeah, so?"

"What's going on with Finn? That's what I wanna know… you were all excited about him taking you out… you never told me anything afterwards," Lilly said, fixing her long blonde locks into a high ponytail in the mirror.

"What ever happened to McKinley athletes having each other's backs?"

Lily stared at her.

Ana sat down and began tying her shoes, "I wasn't 'all excited.' I was just looking forward to the opportunity to see him outside of the school setting. But uh, nothing's up. I mean, I haven't seen him in a while… we don't exactly run in the same circle so…"

Lilly turned around, crossed her arms, and stared at her, "Ana, I know you. What's the big deal? Weren't you tutoring him? I know for a fact that you don't just stop tutoring people. I mean—"

"He's in love with someone else, Lil. That afternoon when he took me out, yeah, I thought he was actually interested in me, but," Ana sighed, pain in her eyes, "we were there to spy on Rachel Berry and her new boyfriend. And then, oh god. It's so embarrassing."

"What was embarrassing?" Lilly asked, intrigued,

"Well, I was kind of… I don't know! I was kind of angry that he was using me, but at the same time, Lil, I couldn't help myself! He wanted to make her jealous… so I kissed him. And it worked, she came by the table faster than I-don't-know-what. He's just so beautiful, you know?"

"Ew, he's like a giant."

"I know," Ana said dreamily. "His dark, squinty eyes; his crooked smile; the way he cocks his head to the side and stuffs his hands in his pockets when he's a little embarrassed… and he's not a total jerk, you know? He's super humble. You'd think he'd be all high and mighty, but he isn't. He's—well, he's in love with someone else, so. I'm trying to deal with that. He's tried contacting me, but if I don't have an NHS meeting, or practice, or SAT Prep, I just make up an excuse not to be able to go. I feel bad, because he was really improving his grades but… I think he thinks I'm some easy choice. I don't want him to have to settle for little old me. He deserves Rachel." Ana stopped herself, realizing she had already said too much.

"Oh my goodness, you love him. Ana that's adorable! You usually never go there."

"Lilly! Don't be stupid. That's probably the dumbest thing you've ever said."

"Dude, I'm taking AP Psych, you know. I know these things. And it's okay to have feelings for someone… they're not all going to let you down. Well, okay, some of them will, but you're going to find that special someone sooner or later, I'm sure of it. You're such an awesome girl."

"If I'm so awesome, then why doesn't he want me instead of her? She's beautiful and dainty, that's why."

"Hon, if you aren't beautiful and dainty, I don't know what is. You're every boy's dream girl, they just don't know it yet. They all think that they want the Santana Lopezs of the world, but they really want the full package, and baby you've got it."

"Right, whatever. Thanks Lil… c'mon, we have to warm up," Ana said, sighing, feigning to ignore Lilly's comment. Was it love? Nah. I mean, lust? Maybe. The way he carried himself made her go weak in the knees. Maybe she just really liked him. But, she could deal with it. She had a lot of things going on, so she was sure she'd be just fine.

She walked out on the court and got in the line. The John Adams girls had arrived, and their respective coaches were talking. It was Ana's turn to practice a three-pointer and she missed it. The ball bounced to the backside of the court, near the entrance. Lilly laughed at her, and Ana stuck out her tongue. She jogged over to the ball and someone was holding it out for her.

"Thanks," she said, not even noticing who it was. She tried to take the ball from the big hands that she recognized immediately and wouldn't let go. "Finn… what—what are you doing here?"

"I came to see you play. Look, I'm really sorry about what happened and—when we kissed, I felt like we were connected. And, my heart beats really hard when I think of you and I—I miss you."

"RODRIGUEZ, GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" Coach Duggan yelled.

Ana looked at Finn and he handed her the ball. She tucked it under her arm. "Thanks for coming. It means a lot."

He nodded and she ran off. The game began.

Ana couldn't stop thinking about what Finn said, but she couldn't let it ruin her game, especially when she was playing with the John Adams girls.

I never see her around school and she hasn't tutored me since that day at Breadstix. I knew I should have chewed some gum or something before. My breath might have sucked and maybe that's why she had been avoiding me. I decided to go to her game. I asked Coach Beiste for a copy of the athletic department's calendar, and they had a game scheduled for this afternoon, so I went for it. It took some guts though. But, I went. And, I told her what I had to say: that I couldn't stop thinking about her, that I missed her. No lie, I thought she was going to slap me. But she just looked really sad, almost let down. She sighed. I could tell she was surprised when I said that. She probably thinks I came back just to get in her pants or something. I don't even think about that. Okay, so maybe I do, so what? But, that's not the reason I came back. I think I really like her. Every time I drift off in math class, I think of her. My grades are slipping. I need her back. I didn't mean to use her. I'd never want to use her. I mean, I kind of used her. The truth is I regretted it from the moment the words came out of my mouth. I should have taken her out under better circumstances not involving Rachel and Jesse, who are still going strong by the way, and strangely, I'm okay with that. They're always having PDA sessions in Glee and, normally, I'd be super jealous… but the guilt of using Ana pretty much cancels out any other emotion I've ever felt in my life. Because I start thinking of her smile, of the way she walks, of her eyes when I get something she had spent a while explaining to me. And now, that I'm here, watching her play, it hits me harder that I have feelings that I can't deny any more. She's perfect. Her small body and the way her uniform hugs her body.

And her number.

Number 5.

That's my number.

There she is, right in front of my eyes, the full package.