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Sorry that last chapter was a short one, it was more of a filler.
et1141412: Totally I think the same. The love I felt towards Sam during duets has officially gone. I heard some spoilers for the prom episode about him, maybe that might make me like him more. As for Puck, I want him to at least talk to Quinn. I'm not a hard-core Quick shipper but I do like them together. She was never good with Finn. Never. I'm not going to get into that because I've already expressed my feelings towards Fuinn on my other fic.
Rachel's POV
As I closed my locker, I turned my head to the right to see a Big Quench cup approaching me at a fast speed. Here we go. My eyes instantly closed at the sight of the slushie. I stood there, waiting for the freezing ice to been exposed to my skin and start to drip down my clothes slowly. In that split second, before the slushie drenched me completely, was the worst part of getting a 'slushie facial'. The waiting. You know it's an inevitability but you just don't know when it will happen. That split second when you change the way you think. You don't think it's an inevitability, that maybe you wouldn't get slushied. It might have been someone else. That's the moment when many open their eyes to feel the sting of the ice-cold beverage. Of course, I knew better than to do so. I learnt from experience.
After the initial shock of the cold sensation, I turned back towards my locker, hearing the sinister laughter of the jocks fading into the background. I grabbed my spare clothes and made my way towards the toilets, yet again. This must have been the third time I've gone to the girl's toilets to change out of my sticky clothes today. They must be trying to see how many slushies they can throw at me in one day. Well it's a good job I have a week supply of clothes in my locker and in another one I rent. The use of the rented locker is solely for my spare clothes. Nothing else. It's quite sad that I rent a locker out just to keep some clothes I need as a result of merciless bullying by students at a 'higher level' on the social ladder than me. But then again, that is my life here at McKinley.
I emerged from the door, holding my cold sticky clothes, when I heard my name being called. I tried to find the source of the sound but the halls were too crowded from when I entered the toilets, to see the person calling me. So I ignored the sound. If it was someone wanting me, then they would of come up to me by now. They must have been calling after someone else named Rachel. It is quite a popular name after all, especially after Friends the t.v show.
"Listen up Manhands." Quinn ordered as she slammed one hand on the locker next to mine, while I placed my dirty clothes into my locker.
I looked up at her to see her with a stern facial expression set upon her face. "Yes?"
"I just wanted to tell you that you need to stay away from Finn. Stay well away. Got that dwarf? Finn doesn't need a little munchkin like you; he doesn't want to be bullied."
"I know he doesn't want to be bullied. No one does."
"Exactly, so leave Finn alone because he doesn't want to be bullied, meaning he doesn't want to hang around with you, RuPaul. Capiche?"
"Yes." I nodded slightly as a smile crept onto her face, breaking the stern look she had before.
"Good. I'm glad you understand." Quinn lifted her hand from the locker before brushing down her Cheerio uniform. "It's what's best for him." Quinn told me just before she spun on her heels and strolled down the corridor.
She wanted me to stay away from Finn?
Easier said than done but I'll try.
Finn's POV
"Hey Finn." Quinn beamed up at me as she walked up to me.
"Hey Quinn." I smiled back before carrying on, walking to find Rachel. "How are you?"
"Good, you?"
"Yeah. Hey." I turned around to face Quinn. I really shouldn't be asking her this but I really needed to know. "Do you know where Rachel is?"
"Rachel?" Quinn asked, looking disgusted that I even asked her where she was. "Rachel Berry? You mean dwarf? Munchkin?"
"Yeah."
"Why would you even ask me that?" Yeah I really shouldn't have asked her. "Rachel Berry is definitely not my friend so why would I know where she is?"
"Sorry, I just wanted to know where she is. I kinda need to talk to her about something."
"Why? It's not like she's going to even talk to you." Quinn muttered.
"What? Why wouldn't she talk to me?"
"Because she's staying away from you. Didn't you know that? She's keeping her distance from you."
"Huh? No."
Quinn sighed as she placed her hands on her hips. "Berry is avoiding you. As in keeping away from you. Not talking to you. Not speaking or looking at you. Do you get what I mean now?"
"Huh? Wait why and how do you know?"
"Well, RuPaul told me. I was making my way towards the home ec rooms, when she popped out of nowhere and told me to tell you that she wasn't going to talk to you anymore. I would of told you but I thought you knew, anyway I asked her why and she said something about a kiss or something. I mean I was practically on the floor when she claimed you and her kissed. Honestly why does she have to lie like that?"
Oh, shit. I stared at Quinn, who was laughing, in shock. She didn't think me and Rachel kissed.
"Anyway." Quinn continued. "I then heard that the two of you kissed and I was angry but then again what can you expect from Berry."
"Huh?"
"Well I mean she used to be predictable but then trying to come on to you like that? Man she must be desperate for any human contact, that she throws herself on you. Not that you are someone who shouldn't have people throwing themselves at you. I mean I would." Quinn winked at me making me feel really uncomfortable. "But the fact she's throwing herself at people now. Wow. Berry really has become unpredictable."
"Quinn you do realize that it wasn't Rach-"
"Honestly I just don't see what her problem is. Anyway, I'm guessing it must be because she regrets every moment of it, so she's not talking to you anymore. Sorry Finn."
"Ermm…no…it's ok. I-I just need to go to Mr Schue. I need to give him this essay, it's overdue."
"Oh ok. Bye." Quinn pulled my arm down as she tiptoed and kissed me on the lips.
"Ok, bye." I quickly pulled back and began walking in the opposite direction as her.
Whoa, what the hell happened there? Quinn kissed me. Me. Finn Hudson. I-I- what the hell? I didn't even know we were good friends, now we're at the kissing stage. Which is boyfriend and girlfriend isn't it. I mean she kissed me on the lips so I'm guessing she thinks we're dating. But I don't want to date yet. I want to settle down at the school. I-I don't even know her that well. She doesn't even know me that well. Why is she kissing me? Maybe I gave her signals. But what? I rarely talk to her and if I do, it's only the basic friend conversation.
Urghh…whatever happened, just forget about it Finn. Leave it. Deal with it later. Right now you've gotta deal with the first kiss you had at this school with Rachel. Why isn't she talking to me? Why is she avoiding me? Quinn must have got it wrong, like how she got the signals wrong between her, and me if there were any. No, Rachel wouldn't do that. She would want to talk it out, right? She would want to talk, not avoid me. Whatever, I need to hear this from Rachel There's no way she would do what Quinn said. Not without a good reason. What? I haven't known her long, yet I'm making, what's the word…assumptions that's it, assumptions about her. I don't know her or do I? No, I haven't known her long, but then that doesn't mean that you don't know them. Urghh this is too confusing. I need to speak to Rachel.
I turned the corner and scanned the corridor to see Rachel, walking alone, carrying some books.
"Here let me help." I offered as I took some thick books from the top of the pile.
"Oh…ermm…it's ok. Just put them back Finn." Rachel tried not to make eye contact with me, which was really weird.
"No it's ok."
"No Finn just give me them back." Rachel stopped walking and faced me, her eyes still not looking up at me.
"Why can't you look me in the eye?" I asked, bending down a little so I was just only a little taller than her. More near her eye level.
"Ermm…look I just want my books Finn. Please give me them back."
"Why? So you can rush off to your next class and ignore me for the rest of my life?"
"What? No. I just want to get to my class."
"Rachel just talk to me. Is this because of what happened earlier?"
"I-I." Rachel stuttered, gazing down towards the floor.
"Rachel why can't you look at me?"
"I just can't." Rachel muttered, still looking down at the floor.
"I know you're avoiding me. So why are you?"
Rachel sighed before lifting her head upwards towards me.
"Because, it's what's best for you."
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