Force in Fists

Her confident and determined steps echoed through the school hall; her chin up; and her eyes focused only to the front. Her hair was waiving lightly on each side of her head; her middle long jean-skirt tight around her perfect body. She seemed like the queen.

And everyone in the hall made space for her to walk through.

Rachel did not notice the sudden respect coming from all eyes around her, nor did she notice the same eyes following her and just waiting for what was going to happen next.

And soon enough all eyes would be satisfied.

The determined girl finally noticed the person she was looking for; and like it always did, her walking became only faster.

Finn on the other hand did not notice her; he was laughing and talking with his football friends next to his locker. He wore that satisfied expression as if he accomplished something really good. The tall boy did not see or hear Rachel until she stopped right in front of him, her eyes threatening to kill him.

''You broke into my Facebook account?'' she asked with a loud, but controlled voice that indicated the suppressed rage underneath the surface. Finn's football friends already realized that it would be a good idea to vanish from Rachel's sight – which they did, but there were still hundreds of eyes waiting for the explosion.

Finn smiled at Rachel, but then rolled his eyes and sighed: ''Rachel! Are you making fun of me? Cuz' shit is not funny!'' he told her, his expression annoyed as if he was talking with a stupid person.

People around them tensed up hardly awaiting for the girl's reaction. There was complete silence.

''Yeah, I looked into your account and I was shocked that you flirted with every guy possible! What are you trying to do, Rach? Suddenly chatting with everyone like it was the most normal thing in the world – and with Evans! I mean, ok, I get it – you two 'did not sing to make me jealous', I believe you-'' he actually quoted that and made a face. ''-but your FB is, like, full of talking! And you have 589 friends? Pfff… Please. You can't have friends. You're not able to have them. I'm not blind. I know that you're up to something.''

Someone gasped loudly from the crowd and had, for a moment, the attention of everyone in the hall. Sam tried really hard to stay invisible, but his hand over his mouth and his shocked expression gave him away in an instant.

Rachel glanced at the blonde for a moment, but looked at her ex again. Her posture was still confident and mighty. Finn blinked at her in confusion after he realized his words did not have an impact on her.

''You think I am unable to have friends on my own? That I'm a zero without you? And that I'm still trying to prove something to? Are you out of your mind?'' she asked and for a few seconds, the tension was cut by a loud snort and laugh, which was soon muffled by a hand, but not fully stopped. Of course Puck was dying there on the side, trying to not cry while laughing his ass of, but Finn could only glare at him.

''You broke into my FB account; read all my conversations with my friends, which had nothing to do with you; and you have the guts to accuse me of pinning after you?'' her voice became louder, which is why Puck's laugh also died out.

Finn already did not know what else to say to her; the girl tried to make him responsible – and that was something that never happened to him.

''Come on Rach! I'm your ex! I know you! You're a very strange girl; and if people try to be your friends, there really must be something wrong in their heads!'' he told her loud and clear that everyone heard – the clenching of fists around the pair was also pretty loud.

''I'm the only one who can understand you and I tell you now that what you're doing is really stupid.'' More gasps echoed through the hall, but Rachel's expression was the same as in the beginning.

''I mean, who wants to talk about Broadway and Musicals? I listened to you, but believe me – I did not hear a single word you told me. You really think anyone else would do that? I'm a nice guy, but most people in here are not.'' He sighed in desperation as if what he was doing was the hardest thing in his life; and he did not notice the crowd of people getting nearer.

''You're cool Rachel when you don't stand out.'' He smiled at her and brushed his knuckles against her cheek. ''But the throne of this school is mine, and by chatting with people you won't get any more attention as you did till now. I'm in charge here, and I have people behind me – so stop whatever you are doing and leave everything to me; I know how to do it; people listen to me.'' He pulled his hand back and sighed. ''And that's how it should be. That's how it will be.''

Finn grinned at Rachel, satisfied that he was able to give her such a long speech. He looked around, but meat angry stares, glares, and clenched fists. As confused as he was, the boy looked at Rachel again, only to receive a cold smirk.

''Well, if I'm such a burden to you, you won't mind to deal with the consequences of your words. Have fun.'' She sang, made few steps to the side and gave free pass to the roaring, screaming and blood-thirsty crowd of raged teen-agers to hurl themselves on the one and only Finn Hudson, the king of the school, who could only let out a scream of horror that terribly resembled a girl's squeak.