A/N: This is unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine and if there are any inconsistencies, let me know. Also, idk if I should really still continue this bc nobody seems really interested so I just kind of gave up but someone messaged me to try again and so here I am. Haha. Tell me what you think. ;)

Finn enters the halls of McKinley High with the same gloomy aura surrounding him. Ever since Quinn broke out the news of her pregnancy and Kurt threatening to tell his mom about it isn't really helping. And on top of that is Rachel asking for his help. This isn't exactly how he pictured his high school going.

On his way to his locker, he spots a familiar brunette wearing a pantsuit! A freaking pantsuit. And big pearl necklaces and earrings and wow she looks old. Like old old and definitely not hot old. Finn is struggling to hide his laughter but she twirls around and there's that tiny ribbon at the back of the pantsuit and he just lost it. Other people were looking at him with funny expressions but he doesn't care. He's been feeling so down that this was just something to let out his frustration. But really, who the hell wears freaking pantsuit in high school. And a bright blue one at that. Somehow he feels like that was his responsibility so he heads for her. He leans in closely.

"When I told you to be more mature in your choice of clothes, I didn't mean it to be a boring fifty year old attending a PTA," he whispers very subtly.

Rachel turns to him with a very confused look. "Finn, I'll have you know that this is a very fashionable item of clothing. I got it from my aunt and she says it passes as mature."

He just wants hide himself in second hand embarrassment for Rachel. "No," he says firmly. "You said you wanted Puck to like you, right?" This got her attention. "Mature meant wearing something sexy. That's what Puck wants. That's what will draw him to you. If you choose to wear this, he'll only laugh in your face."

As if on cue, Puck walks in, clapping Finn in the back quite hard that he flinches. "Yo Finn, 'sup man?" Finn only offers a curt but polite nod to him and then his eyes travel from Finn to the girl beside him.

"The fuck are you wearing?" He gives her once over and Rachel would have appreciated but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that he clearly dislikes it. Finn just gives Rachel an i-told-you-so look and she huffs at being proven wrong.

And all of a sudden some cheerio passes by them and twirls around purposefully making her already short skirt fly up in the air, sending flirty smiles at both Finn and Puck. While Finn just smiles politely at the girl, Puck was another story. His head follows the direction of the girl and only turns back once she was out of site.

He shakes his head trying to get back to reality but a smirk still breaks out and speaks, "holy shit, man, those skirts are crunchy toast"

Finn rolls his eyes at the "puckness" of it all and Rachel suddenly becomes very conscious of what she's wearing

"Later, dudes. I gotta hit that hot piece of ass."

He was gone before either Finn or Rachel could answer.

"He called me dude," she suddenly blurted out. "Finn, he called me dude. Do I really look like a tranny? Oh God."

She closes her locker very slowly and when Finn looks at her, her lips are wobbling and it looked like she was about to cry and he swears she really is the most dramatic person he's ever met. He holds her arms again and rubs it up and down in comfort but she's still trying to curl up and Finn didn't really want to make a scene in the corridor.

"Maybe Quinn is right," she says softly with a hint of whimper. "I do look like RuPaul."

Finn thinks hard. He's heard that name before but he doesn't think it's from school. And suddenly remembers seeing that RuPaul dude while surfing channels a while back and she literally looks nothing like the guy—girl whatever. And he can't believe his own girlfriend would say something like that. Before he could say anything to comfort her, the bell rings and he realized he hasn't gone to his locker and so his mind was diverted again.

Rachel doesn't say anything anymore and walks away from him.

She was almost succumbing to her insecurities. She can't let that happen. She's fought against it so long and it wasn't going to get in her way. She wasn't going to let it.

She can't believe following Finn's advice in dressing mature didn't work. Aren't they supposed to be best friends? Isn't he supposed to know this? She suddenly feels betrayed. He probably told her what Puck hated the most so he can laugh at her.

It was the end of the day when she sees him again walking out of school and she's absolutely fuming. How dare he purposefully make her embarrass herself in front of Noah. Well technical it wasn't his fault but she needed someone to blame, you know?

"Finn Hudson!" She calls him loud and clear that the nearby schools would've probably even heard it.

He turns around only to see the same tiny girl wearing a bright blue pantsuit only this time her brows are scrunched, her nostrils are flaring and her fists are balled up at his. She's obviously mad. He knows he's not quick to catch up on things but he literally doesn't know what this is about and he can't remember doing anything at all.

"I am going to tell everybody, every single one of the student in McKinley High that you are capital G-mmfdfbjh"

He uses the hand not holding over Rachel's mouth to wipe a sweat on his eyebrows because he caught her mouth just in time before she spills it out in the open. He looks around them and luckily, nobody seems to be in vicinity so he drags the struggling Rachel out of the school.

Rachel was still struggling but given his size and hers, it was just futile so she just lets him drag her and he's almost carrying her because she doesn't actually feel her feet touching the ground but then they were in the parking lot before she knew it.

He releases her and quickly questions, "What is your problem?"

Still annoyed at being held captive by the giant man, she crosses her arms in front of him and staring him down. "What is your problem?" She retorts back.

"My problem-what?!" he says obviously confused.

She rolls her eyes and Finn thinks she is extremely infuriating. "Oh don't act like you don't know what you did."

He just shrugs. "I really don't know what."

Then he immediately launches at him, pointing a finger and poking at her chest, "You made fun of me! You know Noah hated girls wearing pantsuit and you made me wear one! I cannot believe you purposefully do that. Was it fun, huh? Did you have a good laugh? I thought we had a deal."

Finn's head is reeling and he can't believe the nerve of this girl to blame everything on him. He tries to collect his thoughts as best as possible before replying.

"Okay first of all Rachel, what I told you is that you dress more mature because that is what Puck wants and you were the one who decided on wearing the freaking pantsuit. Second, I did warn you, didn't I? I told you this morning but again you insisted that it was "fashionable" according to your aunt. Seriously, who takes clothing advices from their aunts? Third, it wasn't as much a deal as you blackmailing me to get what you want," he says proud that he was able to make his point and he could see Rachel absorbing everything he just said.

Wow, he's never been very good at expressing himself and he constantly found himself being able to in front of her. Still feeling proud that he's left her speechless, (hah! take that! he made the Rachel Berry speechless.) he walks away from her and to his car ready to leave.

When he's buckled safely in his car, he remembers to text Quinn because she hasn't seen her today and the last time they talked wasn't really talking. It was her breaking the news to him and him breaking down and Kurt finding him and Kurt blackmailing him and-gaaaah. How did his life get so complicated.

"Are you really sure about this?" Rachel asks for like the fifth time now and she still hasn't come out of her bathroom. Finn is growing impatient.

He gives her an affirmative answer again. "Would you please just come out now so that I can maybe, you know, actually see it?"

But Rachel is still skeptical. It's not something she would really be comfortable wearing especially in school but she wants this and she wants Noah's attention so she can do this.

"Just a minute," she shouts back still not taking her eyes away from herself in the mirror. She takes another deep breath.

Finn groans upon hearing her response because just like the question she's asked, she's also said that five times now for the last fifteen minutes or so. Giving up on making Rachel come out, he lets his body lie back down the mattress and he can't help think just how much bigger and softer her bed was compared to his. He sinks back and relaxes his whole body until he felt himself getting more and more comfortable and slowly falling into a slumber but then he rolls over and roughly wipes the sleep off his face with the heels of his palms.

Imagine the shock Finn felt when he heard his phone ringing really early in the morning. He ignored it at first thinking it was his alarm and it would eventually stop soon. It did after a minute and he rolled over to his left thinking he had approximately 30 minutes to spare before it starts the incessant ringing again. It's not much time but he figured if he just closed his eyes once more then...

Something has changed within me/ Something is not the same/I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game/Too late for second guessing/Too late to go back to sleep

His head was fuzzy and he did not exactly get a good sleep the previous night what with all that's happened. He continued to ignore it and adjusted his hands so that it's under his heavy head. It stops but it starts again after a few minutes.

Something has changed within me/ Something is not the same/I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game/Too late for second guessing/Too late to go back to sleep

It suddenly dawns on him that this is not his alarm but a freaking song is playing from his phone. He doesn't even know this song much less remember adding it to his playlist. Finn growls and finally gives in. He grabs his phone beside his lamp to check on it.

Rachel Berry * calling

He furrows his brows in confusion. Since when did he have her number on his phone? And since when were they on speaking terms? And why is she calling in the.. he glances at the time on his phone.. six freaking am in the morning. Isn't she like aware of the rule that nobody is ever allowed to call anybody before 10am regardless of their relationship and in this case they aren't even friends to begin with. Oh right. Well if you count being blackmailed into helping her earn a date with his douche of a best friend, Puck. Honestly, he really doesn't get all this fuss about bad boy image.

He slid the phone to the left and turned the loud speaker on before dropping it back beside his face and closing his eyes again. "Uh, hello?" he greets groggily.

"Finn? Why did it take three calls before you finally picked it up? Don't tell me you are still asleep! It's a school day, Finn! Shouldn't you be getting ready? Anyway, I hope you don't mind that I programmed my own number on your phone so that it'd be easier for me to contact you anytime. Also I took the liberty to personalize my own ring tone so you would know specifically that it's me whenever I call and you can answer immediately."

Finn immediately regretted putting it on loud speaker because her tiny, squeaky voice just filled his ears first thing in the morning. He makes all these inaudible noises and pulls his own hair because, just because he's so freaking frustrated with his life which caused him to tune Rachel out as she keeps mumbling blah blah blah.

"Rachel," he cuts in a little sterner than he's actually meant. "Haven't you ever heard of the rule of not contacting someone earlier than 10am even on weekdays?"

"Oh um.. not exactly," she says a little quietly this time.

"So you're telling me all of your friends have so much energy in the morning? Well sorry to break it to you, hun but not everyone can be like that especially not me so can you please wait until later to call me again and we can talk about whatever you wanna talk about. Just let me get some much needed sleep."

Silence.

She doesn't say anything for so long that he has to look at his phone to check if she's still on.

"I-I," she stays tentatively. "I don't have any friends."

Well shit. Finn thought because how do you respond with that. He suddenly felt guilty for showing no concern for her but can he really be blamed? It's six freaking am! And before he could make her feel even worse, he hears her clear her throat and then she spoke in a very very small voice which wasn't very usual for her, Finn guesses.

"Um, I'm sorry. What time is it proper to call your friends then?"

He feels like this Rachel girl is guilt-tripping him but then again he doesn't know a thing about her and she just indirectly referred to him as her friend and it felt like a responsibility for him. He felt the hesitation in her voice when she used that word and he actually feels sympathetic. Maybe she just actually needs a friend and yeah, Finn could give her that, at least he thinks so.

But if it's going to be like this everyday, being called early in the freaking morning to help her decide which outfit was gonna make her more noticeable in Puck's eyes, then he's having second thoughts.

He finally hears the bathroom door open and Rachel comes out of it.

"I thought you were gonna spend the enti-" he perched up on her bed once he's fully taken in her appearance. He felt his jaw drop because Rachel Berry is wearing a really short skirt, a really tight white blouse tied at the middle exposing her toned stomach, the top buttons undone and a red bra peaking out of it paired with her usual knee socks. To top it all off, she's braided her hair in two. In short Rachel Berry looks exactly like Britney fucking Spears. The same Britney fucking Spears he'd had a secret crush on when he was ten. The same Britney fucking Spears he'd had his first boner with and he could definitely feel something below his belt right now.

He hasn't commented and he just looks like he has to pee or maybe poop, Rachel observes. Rachel looks at him expectantly and Finn is struggling to hide his boner from him and shifts lightly on the bed.

"Well?" She asks and twirls around. She fucking twirls around as if it wasn't bad enough that she's wearing a super short skirt and he sees her pink cotton panties. You can't blame him. He's a guy, he can't like not look at it but it doesn't in any way help his problem below.

"No," he says a little bit strained because of his small problem (if he's going technical, it's actually quite a big one)

Rachel looks shocked and offended. "What do you mean 'no'? Is this still not hot enough to get his attention? I mean I already altered this skirt to make it shorter, see?" She touches the hem of her skirt and lifts it up, making Finn's eyes go wide. Is she like trying to kill him or something? "And you said she was a boob man so I wore something that would help push mine up a bit and left the button undone," she says bending down on his level and cupping her breasts making it look bigger and Finn is now sure Rachel is determined to kill her. Is she throwing herself at him? Because he doesn't think he can really resist especially if it's someone as hot as her. And then he remembers he has a girlfriend and he shouldn't be thinking about this.

He doesn't notice when she's sat beside him and now he has a perfect view of her breasts and her skirt rides up and fuck he couldn't take it anymore that he felt himself explode, beside her on her bed. Closing his eyes in complete and utter embarrassment of what just happened.

Rachel notices Finn has her whole face scrunched up. "Finn? Are you okay? Are you still mad that I woke you up really early?"

He sees her looking up at him with concerned eyes and then his eyes dart again to her breasts. Damn it. She needs to change or he's gonna have another one.

"No," he says struggling to find the right words when he could feel himself wet. He's so thankful that his pants are freaking thick. "It's just that what you're wearing would be too much of a change for you and he would immediately notice and think you're just one of the school slut and then you'll end up to just be another notch in his bedpost. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Truth be told, Finn just doesn't want anyone to see her like this. Call him selfish or whatever but he knows how everyone will react and he doesn't think he likes it. Not one bit.

Surprisingly, Rachel doesn't put up much of a fight and just nods her head in agreement. "So what do you suggest then?"

"Come on. Go change in your normal clothes and we'll go to the mall."

Rachel looks taken aback and her eyes grew wide as she spoke. "The mall? Now? Finn, we have school and class starts in thirty minutes. And the travel time from my house to McKinley is exactly 13 minutes and if the old lady down my street beats us on the street to get her groceries today, it's going to take us 17 minutes because she drives approximately 20 miles per hour which means we'll arrive there 13 minutes before class starts and I'll be late on being early. Do you understand?"

Finn just looks confused. Well, his normal look to be completely honest. He shakes his head profusely. "Sorry, you lost me at school there and now you've wasted two minutes of precious shopping time with your speech. I have to go home to umm... change because I haven't actually showered when I came here."

Lies.

" Now run along and change out of that... thing."

Rachel can't believe she's at the mall, shopping for clothes, on a regular school day and class hours with a friend. Everything about it sounded wrong like it wasn't supposed to be in the same sentence ever but here she is with Finn Hudson, school quarterback of all people. She feels giddy all of a sudden. So this was what people meant when they say that doing something wrong is fun.

"So do you go to Kids section or?" he half jokes and Rachel nudges him in the ribs a bit pensively because she doesn't know how he'll react. Who is she kidding anyway, she's swatted him with her arms multiple times now and look he hasn't ran away yet.

That's because he can't.

Sometimes the voice in her head can get annoying too so if people complain about her being annoying, try being inside her head and let's see how long you could go without killing yourself.

When he sees the trademark half-smile that he flashes her, she knows they'll be fine and she grabs his wrist and leads him down the kids section.

"Woah woah," Finn bemused as Rachel started scanning the racks. "I was totally kidding but..." Rachel's face breaks out into a playful smile. "I know. I was playing with you."

She then unceremoniously grabs him by the arm and Finn felt her small hands close around his bicep and it was warm and nice so finds himself smiling dumbly as he trails after her.