Here's the third chapter of my story, its longer than I expected it to be, and I understand my portrayal of Sue is not very accurate, but I do not possess the amazing writing ability the creators of glee posses, so I didn't get her character very well.

The next day Finn woke up earlier than he ever had before. He had stayed up till late the night before planning what he thought was the perfect football practice for his new team. After he showered and put on his best sports gear, he entered the kitchen to cook himself some pancakes to fuel himself for the long day ahead. Butterflies fluttered in Finns stomach, he hadn't been this nervous for a very long time, and the smell of pancakes always helped him calm down.

Five minutes later Finn was engrossing himself in pancakes pilled one on top of the other. His nerves were slowly starting to settle down.

"Thanks for making me some Finn!" Puck shouted as he entered the kitchen, dressed in his sports gear for the day.

"Make them yourself, you lazy arse!" Finn shouted back, throwing the remaining contents of the pancake mixture at him. Puck caught the bowl with skill, not spilling a single drop.

"I see the schools not paying you for nothing; you've still got some skill." Finn complemented.

"Of course I've got skill; I'm the Puck-myster!" Puck bragged.

"Anyway man I need to thank you, Mr Schue told me what you said to him. I really appreciate it." Finn told him.

"No problem, you know, I'm horrible to you, but I'll always have your back." Puck said, as he poured the pancake mixture into the pan.

"Ok, enough of the love fest fill me in on my football team. Are they any good?" Finn asked.

"They're ok. Shannon did the best with them that she could, but they haven't got much hope. They just don't have the right attitude. Most kids are like that nowadays. But I'm positive you will be able to inspire them, you've never had a problem with that." Puck informed him flipping the pancake.

"Yer I guess. What are the teachers like? Do you think they will like me?" Finn asked.

"Is Finnessa worried he won't make any friends?" Puck teased.

"No, I just want to know about them!" Finn shouted at him.

"Honestly, I don't really know that many, I've never been a people person. I don't go in till after lunch most days, but Mr Schue is making me come in earlier now as he says i show a lack of commitment or something. I know Miss Sylvester still works there, and she's as mean as ever. Miss Pillsbury is still the guidance counsellor; she and Mr Schue are dating again i think."

"Really you don't know very many? To be honest that doesn't surprise me, anyway eat your pancakes and then we can head of to work."

BREAK!

After arriving at school Finn headed straight to the main office to get his full run through of what he is expected to do, Mr Schue said he would meet him there straight after first bell. Still students ignored him as he walked through the corridor, they obviously didn't know who he was yet. Finn headed straight to the main office, and asked the receptionist for his paperwork. Apparently he had to fill in some important forms. Great this will take a while! After getting halfway down the first medical details form Finn felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Excuse me sir, are you lost again?" asked an innocent voice. Finn turned around to see the young girl who had helped him find Mr Schue's office yesterday.

"Ohh no, thank you. I'm just filling in some forms. Hi, I'm Mr Hudson the new football coach." Finn said introducing himself.

"I'm Becca Miles, it's nice to meet you sir, I'm glad you got the job. You seem to nice to be a football coach." The young girl confessed.

"What do you mean?" Finn asked puzzled.

"It's just that Miss Beiste always seemed intimidating, and Mr Puckerman always seems so angry, like he doesn't want to be here. Then there's Miss Sylvester, who's just evil. You seem nice and cheerful, different." Becca explained.

"Don't worry about Mr Puckerman; he's not angry that's just his face, and thank you, its nice to know i look cheerful. I'm really scared actually." Finn said. He wondered whether he should be telling this young girl all this. She is a student after all, but he didn't see any harm in it/

"I'd be scared as well; those football boys are all horrible." Becca complained.

"Aren't all teenage boys." Finn joked.

"Yes I guess so" Becca said laughing. "I have got to go to my music lesson Mr Hudson; I hope to see you again sometime." She said.

"ohh you take music, i used to do some music when i went to school here, are you in the glee club?" Finn asked curiously.

"Glee club? Whats that? I don't think our school has one." Becca said confused.

"Ohh" Finn said just as confused as the young girl was. "Well, have a good day Becca."

"I will do Mr Hudson, I hope you like it here. You're a pretty cool teacher." Becca said, and witht hat she skipped off to her next lesson.

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Five minutes later Mr Schue came and greeted Finn, he explained to him that practices were Tuesdays and Thursdays after school, and he could add more training to the list as he saw fitting, also he was permitted to teach a few P.E lessons each week.

"Mr Schue can I ask you a question?" Finn asked.

"Of course Finn, ask away."

"Well, I was just taking to a student Becca Miles, and she told me there isn't a glee club at school anymore, I was just wondering why that was," Asked Finn.

"You see Finn; the glee club went strong a few years after you left. When I became Principal I was so excited to see how far I could push the glee club. But after a few years, no more students felt like joining, and when my last members graduated i was left with no one in the club. I tried re starting it back up a few years ago but no one was interested. I kind of gave up hope after that." Mr Schue explained to Finn, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"That's such a shame, I wonder why no one wanted to join" Finn said.

"Same reason when you were at school, it's not considered cool. Seems students these days aren't as gutsy as you guys were." Mr Schue told him. "It's a shame no teachers would try and start it back up again, well I better be of Finn, I will see you later to see how your getting along." Mr Schue said, hinting to Finn massively. But Finn did not take the hint.

"See you later Mr Schue, now I've got to find my office." Finn said cheerfully.

BREAK!

First, second and third period passed before Finn even realised what time it was. He was so engrossed in his plan for the training session that evening. Finns phone rang from his pocket, playing the tune to 'Don't Stop Believing' he had never got over that song; it had been the start of the happiest times of his life.

"Hello?" Finn said, answering his phone.

"Where are you man we were meant to meet up for lunch? I feel like an idiot sat on my own in the teachers lunch room." Puck complained through the phone.

"Ohh god, what time is it" Finn said looking at his watch. He realised he was ten minutes late. "Sorry man mi lost track of time, I will be there in a few minutes, if i can find the room." Finn apologised

"You better!" Puck said hanging up on him.

Finn basically ran out of his room, shoving his lunch in his bag and attempting to find the teachers room. He walked past what seemed like hundreds of doors but none of them resembled the room they had once sang Christmas carols in. Students were on their way to their lunch time activities or heading outside to eat their lunch, and in the distance he saw a group of footballers all huddled around a small shaking figure. Finn ran up to them and barged into the centre of the circle to find Becca, showered in blue and purple slushie.

"What is going on here?" Finn shouted at the footballers.

"None of your business that's what." A tall brown haired footballer shouted at him. Finn was still taller than the boy, but he was slightly intimidated.

"What makes you think you have the right to bully other students." Finn shouted back.

"Erm, since were footballers and she's just a stupid music geek." The footballer told him "Who are you anyway?" the footballer cockily asked.

"Who am I? I'm the new football coach, your new coach." Finn said loudly.

The boys face went pale white.

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't know, I-I-I..." the boy stuttered.

"Don't apologise to me, apologise to the young lady you have just publicly humiliated." Finn said looking down at Becca who sad tears streaming from her eyes.

"Erm, yer sorry," the boy said.

"What your name?" Finn asked.

"Danny Perkins Sir," the boy said.

"Well Mr Perkins, we have not got off to a very good start, let's hope your performance tonight makes me think twice about kicking you of the team, now go away." Finn said proudly, he knew he had won this argument. All the footballers quickly scuttled off, leaving Finn and a sobbing Becca alone in the halls.

"Are you ok Becca?" Finn asked worried.

"Yes sir, it's not the first time it's happened Becca assured him.

"Are you sure, I know how much it can hurt when this happens to you, I had my fair share when I went to this school." Finn confessed.

"That's the most I've ever been hit by" Becca said, cheering up slightly.
"Four footballers, that's it" Finn joked " When I went here me and my girlfriends were hit with one from every single jock in the entire school in one go." Finn told her,

"Really ouch!" Becca exclaimed.

"Now you go clean up and enjoy the rest of your lunch time." Finn told her.

"Thank you sir," Becca said, and she quickly hurried into the nearest girls toilets that she could find. She was quickly becoming his favourite student, even if she was one of the only ones he had really talked to.

Finn ran the rest of the way to the teacher's room, aware of just how late he was. When he arrived he was slightly panting, and he saw Puck sitting at a table closest to the window.

"Sorry imp late, I ran into a bit of trouble in the halls" Finn apologised.

"What kind of trouble?" Puck asked.

"Ohh just some idiot footballers throwing slushies a poor student, as per usual. I came in shouting at them and when i told them i was their new football coach they looked like they had seen a ghost." Finn laughed.

"Way to go man, I bet it was Danny Perkins and his mates. They are horrible, I don't think even think Dave Karofsky was as mean as he is, and he was a nasty piece of work." Puck warned him.

"I've got my work cut out for me I guess," Finn said.

"You sure do," Puck told him.

Puck and Finn carried on talking for the remainder of lunch, about how much things seemed different but yet exactly the same as when they were at school. Neither of them noticed a tall short haired blonde woman wearing an Adidas tracksuit approach them.

"Well if it isn't Finn Hudson, I never thought I'd see you again." Sue Sylvester said.

"Hello, Miss Sylvester, or now I'm of equal authority to you I guess I should call you Sue." Finn said, trying to stand up to him.

"All I wanted to say is that you better shape up that football team of yours, they are embarrassing, my Cheerios cheer for them and then they go an embarrass them, and me, by losing every single game they play, it seems a lot like when you were at school."Sue mocked.

"You bet I will I plan on cleaning that team up and sorting it out, I have practice tonight where i will be..." Finn started to explain.

"Whatever, I'm bored of you know, I'm going to go and shout at some misguided teenagers." Sue interrupted, and with that she walked off.

"She still scares me, and I've been working here for six months" Puck confessed.

"I can't believe she still works here, I'd of thought the school governing would have intervened by now" Finn said.

"I think they tried, she scares them as well," Puck answered.

"Anyway I'm not going to let Sue Sylvester ruin my first day at my new job; it's going great so far. I was wondering, would you come with me tonight to my first practice, I guess most of the football players are on the basketball team as well, "Finn asked.

"What do you want me to come for?" Puck asked looking horrified at the idea of spending an hour with students when he could be at home watching TV.

"I don't know, just because i don't think they will respect me straight off. If your there they might listen more," Finn suggested.

"Ok whatever, but you owe me!" Puck agreed.

A few minutes after that the bell went signalling the end of lunch, and Puck and Finn both went off to their afternoon activities.

BREAK!

Straight after the last bell went, Puck was waiting for Finn outside his office door. Finn walked out the room carrying a massive stack of papers and a football. Puck took the stack of papers out of Finns hands, as he looked like he was shaking so much he would drop them any second.

"Calm down man, their only teenagers!" Puck demanded.

"Yes, and do you remember what we were like as teenagers, I do, loud, angry and thought we knew everything," Finn worried.

"If any of them give you hell, all you have to do is threaten to kick them of the team, it always worked when we were younger," Puck reassured him.

They walked together to the boys changing room where Finns new team were awaiting his arrival. When they reached the door Finn stood outside starting at the peice of wood for about twenty seconds.

"Ohh hurry up man!" Puck said, pushing him through the door. "Don't chicken out now"

Finn hurried through the door, to be greeted by about 20 boys, some wearing a McKinley football strip, others simply wearing their sports kit. They all turned to face Finn as he walked in.

"Erm, hello I'm Coach Hudson, I'm your new football coach, I will be taking over from Coach Beiste," Finn said nervously.

"No shit!" Shouted a blonde mop haired teenager, who looked a lot like Sam.
"Hey, shut up man, let him finish!" Danny Perkins the kid who Finn shouted at earlier told his friend. Danny looked at Finn and smiled. "Carry on sir."

It was obvious Danny was the ring leader of the group, everyone would listen to him.

"Thank you, well I was just saying that I'm your new coach, now everyone out on the field in five minutes." Finn finished.

Most boys in the room got up and exited out the door onto the field, the remaining few punished getting ready. A small but handsome boy walked up to Finn, his hair was slightly bronze shaded.

"Hello sir, I'm Zack Parker, It's nice to meet you," he held his hand out for Finn to shake it. He took it causally, in case this was some trick he was trying to pull on him.

"Nice to meet you, what position do you play?" Finn asked.

"I'm our kicker sir" Zack replied.

"Thought so, well get out on the field so practice can begin." Finn instructed him. Straight off Finn could tell that Zack wasn't like most high school jocks, he seemed to nice.

BREAK!

After an hour of gruelling football, Finn returned back to his office to pack up for the day. Puck had left for home already; Finn told him he would catch the bus as he left all his stuff in his office. On his way out the school, he thought he would take a detour to go look at the old choir room. Finn went in and sat down, just taking in his surroundings. It didn't look like any lessons were taught here. The decorations were exactly the same as when he went there. Sitting there he could imagine his old glee club sat there, he could see Kurt and Mercedes chatting about some stupid fashion thing, Santana would be sat at the back with Brittany, explaining something really simple to her. He could see Puck sat with Quinn showing of on his guitar. But most importantly he could see Rachel sat next to him, young Rachel, Rachel as he wanted to remember her. She held her hand out and he took it. He could so easily get lost in these simple memories but he knew if he allowed himself to the consequences would be sever. He tried as much as he could to not think of Rachel Berry. Today had been hard, walking past the places that reminded him so much of her: her old locker, which now was occupied by some other stupid teenager, the auditorium door where they shared their first kiss. So many places he tried to avoid. Finn just sat there basking him his emotions, suddenly he heard footsteps at the door.

"Mr Hudson, what are you doing here?" he heard the voice of Becca ask.

"I need to stop running into you Becca," he joked. "I was just seeing what this room looked like, I spent so many hours here when I went here," Finn told her.

"I wouldn't have expected you to be the musical type sir," Becca said.

"Ohh you bet, I can sing for sure, and I play a mean drum solo," Finn told her. "What are you doing here anyway?" Finn asked.

"I'm just waiting for my music teacher; I have after school classes with her three times a week. If i ever want to be on Broadway I have to put full effort in." Becca said, which made Finn chuckle.

"What's funny sir?" Becca said sounding slightly offended.
"Ohh nothing, it's just, you sounded a lot like someone I used to know." Finn confessed.

"Would you like to sing with me sir?" Becca asked.

"Me, Ohh no I shouldn't" Finn said.

"Why, I never turn down an opportunity to sing with new people." Becca said.

"Becca, I'm sorry I'm late, I had a detention I needed to sort out with a student." A voice said, one which Finn guessed was the music teacher. What he didn't expect was to recognise that voice, he would recognise that voice anywhere. He heard that voice every night in his dreams.

"Rachel?" Finn said, turning around to face her. She looked exactly the same, her hair still styled the same way, dressing basically the same way she had ten years ago, only slightly more grown up. He looked into her deep brown eyes, one million questions flashing through his head. What was she doing here? How was she? Why did she decide to break his heart into one million pieces?

"Finn," Rachel shouted, sounding slightly confused, shocked and happy all at the same time; and with that he ran out the room, leaving behind a stunned Rachel and a confused Becca.