A/N: Guys, I'm a fail...I did the number in the last chapter without telling you who was singing what. Puck was doing the singing, Mike was rapping, so Puck was doing, "I've got the magic in me..." part, you get the point.

A/N: Sexy? Really? *spoiler alert* Gwyneth did not have to sing with Brittana, they just wanted her to sing so they stole Brittana's spotlight. Santana was perfectly capable of singing that song. No teacher would be able to dance like that with students and not get fired, as well. Animal was pretty sexy though...highlight of the episode. But not enough Rachel. And RACHEL IN THE CELIBACY CLUB? NOT OKAY. She's trying to be old Rachel again. Old Rachel walked out on the Celibacy Club and called it a joke. She doesn't believe in celibacy. She has the same attitude toward it that Holly does: it's a noble option, but unrealistic. When did Rachel become Quinn, and Quinn become Rachel? Speaking of Quinn...NO NO NO NO NO! FUINN IS A FAIL. HOW DARE FINN BE THAT STUPID! You heard her Finn, all she wants is her shiny crown and popularity. But I loved the promo for the next episode. Quinn being a complete bitch to Rachel and making her cry. That's the real Quinn, isn't it? I hope Get It Right makes Finn realizes what a jerk he is. Maybe he and Quinn do deserve each other. They were both mean, him less so, and only cared about there popularity. Something made them change, made them nice (well, Quinn just played the victim, she was only nice to a select few on certain occasions), then they turned back to being horrible. They're going to grow up, get married, live paycheck to paycheck, fight all the time, Finn will still be secretly in love with Rachel, they'll break up, Finchel will go through its ups and downs, and eventually they'll just have to get together. Does that sound familiar. FINN AND QUINN ARE WILL AND TERRI! RACHEL IS EMMA! Not perfect, and maybe her obsessiveness is kind of annoying, but he loves her. Nevertheless, I think I've lost all hope for Finchel. Ryan Murphy is just too much of an idiot. He's already destroyed his beautiful creation. Glee started out as an uplifting show about outcasts. Now it's about a club with only football players for the guys, mostly cheerleaders for the girls, hairography, random dances that everyone magically knows, it's too commercial. I'm starting to think that Ryan Murphy hates Rachel. But I do trust Ian Brennan, and I trust Brad Falchuck. I'm losing hope...but not all of it

A/N: Sorry about the rant.

A/N: FACEBOOK FIC ALERT!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did, it would make sense and not contradict itself so much

Finn POV

I felt kind of bad for Quinn at first. I mean, when she was pregnant, at least for the beginning of her pregnancy, I was the guy who saw her cry and held her. I mean, I was also the guy she lied to, yelled at relentlessly, and gave the blame for knocking her up. I mean seriously, who was she to yell at me to get a job when it was Puck's brat? I guess the Quinn I ever wanted to know was the vulnerable one. I never cared about the other sides of her personality, so I didn't pay any attention. The only thing that mattered was that I was comfortable with her, and my reputation was sky-high. She said that was all that was important, and it was cool. Convenient. It worked.

But then…then Rachel came along. God, she was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I mean, she was creepy and stalker-ish when I first joined, but once I got to know her, she was this amazing, nice, wonderful person. She cared about my feelings, she tried to help me, and she was a diva, but a nice diva. Even when the club was always saying how sick of her they were, she would still be dancing and smiling along with Tina, and Mercedes, not Kurt, but whatever. We were a family, and you just had to love everyone in your family. You didn't have to like them, but you had to love them. Rachel was my best friend. She was my shoulder to cry on. Then the Cheerios came it was suddenly all about winning, and Quinn never let me out of her sight. But we were still cool, everyone was just great. I life when I told Rachel that the club missed more than her talent, but I could never say it was the same without her. It's like she was our mom. She made up practice and we hated her for it, but she was also really awesome. I don't know when everything changed.

I guess I did screw up when I dumped her for Santana and Brittany, and I was a jerk for accepting their offer when we were still dating, and I did kind of throw it in her face a little, but she was annoying! Quinn was always so mellow; we only made appearances together at parties and stuff, and then go our separate ways. With Rachel, I had to really work with her. And coming off of babygate…I shouldn't have jumped into it with her, but I did. Because I loved her, even then. It was just the natural thing to do. But how did that give her permission to get with St. Jackass? Who was he compared to me. I mean, sure, he was really nice to her and romantic and told her that she was amazing and stuff, but I was just right for her, y'know?

I was pissed when he broke her heart. I mean, dumping a girl for their popularity? Who does that? Well, I mean, okay, so I admit that it wasn't right for me to do that either, but still. It's harder when it's your decision. That time, we didn't just fall together. She had some time to get over him, and she made the first move. Maybe that was why we worked. She made the first move, she controlled it. Rachel loves controlling things, yet our relationship always seem to be up to me, and she went along with it. It was weird.

I guess she was just too different from Quinn. I always felt like it was so weird for her to share her opinion about our relationship and what I did and how it made her feel, because Quinn just treated me like I was arm-candy. Until the pregnancy, but that was just guilt making her feel like she needed to be a better girlfriend. And even then she was pretty much the same way! Rachel would tell me that I made her feel insecure, and I would flip out like she was trying to tell me what to do. Like she was being like Quinn. I didn't know how to handle her.

Maybe I should have told her about Santana, but I was too afraid of what she would do. I was terrified of her breaking up with me. What would I do without her? And I was proven right; she did break up with me. And then we made up, and it was amazing. She really knows who she is, and we really were something special. I loved her the way people love each other in movies. The way my mom loves my dad, the way Mr. Schue love Miss Pillsbury but won't admit it. The way I never loved Quinn. God, why did she have to go and screw everything up? Why would she make out with Puck? Did she realize how angry that made me? No, angry wasn't the word. I was hurt. I was hurt more than anything else I had ever felt in my life I didn't know I could feel that much hurt. She says she has insecurities, well I have my own. Rachel is beautiful, and talented, and such a great person inside, maybe jocks can't appreciate that but the people who are worth her time, the smart, caring people just like her, they will realize that. She deserves so much more than me. Her making out with Puck was like telling me that I wasn't good enough. I should have been there for her. I should have comforted her. But instead, I drove her to Puck's overly muscular arms and wrote my own fate.

It was easier than I thought to get over her. It had been ingrained in me that popularity is what matters, and I couldn't even look at her without hot rage bubbling up inside of me. I just had to focus. It killed me when she sang with Puckerman. When she sings…she's even more amazing. She's just out of this world. Why should Puck get to sing with her? It should've been me, and we would've been all lovey dovey and then we would have made out after school. And that song…I guess it was kind of a wake-up call I ignored. All the feelings I had suppressed came rushing back up, but then I was so busy with everything else I didn't have time to give in to them.

When Quinn kissed me…it was so perfect. Not the kiss and how it felt, but convenience wise. It distracted me from what was really going on. I was trying to focus on moving on and being popular again, she was the perfect way to do that. I never thought about Sam. He was my friend, but I just didn't think about his feelings, or care. Just like how I didn't think about how Rachel would react to the Santana thing. Why didn't I ever think? Now I've lost Rachel and Sam.

I felt fireworks with Quinn, but that was nothing compared to how I felt with Rachel. Fireworks were cool and stuff, but they were what you saw when it's a cold night and everyone is really cold, but then the fireworks start and suddenly you're distracted and happy again. But then they fade and everyone just wants to go home. With Rachel, it was this intense burning feeling all throughout my body. Like there was this slow burning fire in me. It was both warm and comforting like a fire and really really hot, like Rachel when she gets all angry and starts ranting. The way she leans forward a little with her hands on her hips…wait, what am I thinking? Point is, kissing Rachel was just incredibly right. Kissing Quinn was just good because it was forbidden and she was really hot.

I couldn't pretend it wasn't true anymore: I love Rachel. Sure we fight all the time and we're the most irrational couple in the world, but I love her. We shouldn't work, but we do.

I, Finn Hudson, am in love with Rachel Berry.

Quinn POV

My life is crashing down around my ears. Who were they, those stupid Glee losers, to stand up to me, Quinn Fabray? I may not be the head cheerleader on the outside, but I'm still her on the inside. This school is all about labels, and Rachel is a loser. I am not. Who does that stupid, loud-mouthed Jew think she is? I mean, she's hideous; I'm gorgeous. She sounds like a screeching whale; my voice is phenomenal. She is a terrible annoying piece of trash; people love me. I was better than her in every way. So why do all my boyfriends seem so much happier with her? And then, Mercedes insulting me like that! She was in my delivery room with me, I lived with her, she was my best friend while I was pregnant. For while I was abandoned by the Cheerios. How could she forget our bond? I saved her from anorexia. Too bad Rachel doesn't go anorexic; she needs it…seriously, what did all my boyfriends see in her? I'm the head Cheerio again, I'm popular, I'm hot, but they keep on going for her instead! As though she's better than me! What did she have that I didn't? I'm the same girl I used to be, I'm not the pregnant girl anymore, I'm the real me, I am!

"Mr. Turnblaad, may I please go to the ladies' room?" I asked pleasantly but forcefully. He nodded and I walked calmly into the hallway, quickly breaking out into a run once the coast was clear. I locked myself in a bathroom stall and collapsed onto the toilet seat, too stressed to be germaphobic. I grasped my stomach, imagining it swelling up. I could feel it all again: the kicking, the hormones, the loserdom, the vomiting, it all just came rushing back to me. Sam had just thrown me aside, I couldn't even look Finn in the eye anymore, it was just all too much. And it's all her fault. All of it is Rachel's fault. If Finn wasn't so…distracted by her I wouldn't have been seduced by Puck. He was supposed to be the one who told me I'm not fat. He wouldn't have been any help, he was completely useless all the time, but still. It's all her fault, and she's gonna pay.

Kurt POV

I could not hang on any longer. I needed information. Finn won't say anything, but from what I gather he's back with Quinn. Great. Now Rachel was going to be heartbroken instead. She can say that she's moved on, but every time she sees them together she'll fall to pieces. I smiled at the thought of her. She was a diva, but she's not cruel. She's actually really sweet. Always nice to Quinn. Well, she used to be. Not anymore, but who could blame her? Knowing Rachel she would probably even vote for Finn and Quinn as Prom King and Queen. Sure I used to hate her, but I just couldn't help but develop a soft spot for that annoying blabbermouth. I meant what I said after Jesse egged her-she's one of us. Well, one of them…but enough with the philosophy. I need information, and I need it know.

I logged onto Facebook.

Kurt Hummel is in serious need of gossip people!

Mercedes Jones likes this

Santana Lopez Here's the rundown ladyface: man-hands and big-lips are totally getting it on, Quinn's the Queen Bitch again and the club turned on her, Finn and Quinn are quits and the whole club is totes Team Rachel. Excuse me while I vomit.

Mercedes Jones Here's the real version: The club got tired of Quinn's ungrateful bitchiness and stood up to her. That's all. Oh, and Frankenteen is MEGA confused over which girl he wants

Kurt Hummel Wait a sec, Sam and Rachel? Is Samchel an item?

Artie Abrams Yep. They were even holding hands in the hallway and being all gross and whatnot

Kurt Hummel You're kidding!

Santana Lopez I wish he was

Kurt Hummel But I thought you were dating Sam!

Santana Lopez Eh, whatevs. Mistress is so much better than girlfriend. Not that Sammy Boy would ever cheat on his little Berry Cake

Kurt Hummel Please tell me you just made those nicknames up

Rachel Berry Yes, she did, and can you please not discuss my love life? I am perfectly happy with Sam and he's a terrific guy. That is all.

Mercedes Jones Ooh, you got Diva mad!

Santana Lopez and Artie Abrams like this

Brittany S. Pierce Muahua I am Brittany's cat! First the diary, now the online communications!

Kurt Hummel Umm…what the hell?

Brittany S. Pierce I told you guys that my cat is out to get me.

Rachel Berry Brittany, you just proved it's really you

Brittany S. Pierce No I didn't. We're wrestling for the computer

Mercedes Jones I don't think it's Brittany

Kurt Hummel How could it not be Brittany?

Mercedes Jones Look at the spelling

Artie Abrams She's got a point

Rachel Berry …

Rachel Berry has logged off

Santana Lopez likes this

Finn Hudson Nothing is going on with Quinn and I, Santana. I'm not confused

Santana Lopez About this. You're not confused about this. Don't even try and convince us you're not confused, period.

Finn Hudson Shut up Santana

Kurt Hummel No fighting on my Facebook page

Sam Evans Why are you guys gossiping about Rachel and I?

Santana Lopez We're thirsty for knowledge…

Kurt Hummel Don't finish that sentence

Santana Lopez Quench the thirst

Finn Hudson Yeah Evans, what is going on with you and Rach?

Sam Evans Don't you dare call her Rach, Hudson, she told me anything. Could you be anymore of a hypocritical jackass?

Finn Hudson Watch it Evans. You don't know anything about Finchel!

Sam Evans Oh, sure I do. By the way, if your girlfriend gets insulted by someone, you stand up for them, you don't laugh and tell her that they're right!

Finn Hudson She was irritating me!
Sam Evans By telling you, completely innocently, that you make her feel insecure?

Kurt Hummel Okay, break it up

Santana Lopez Damn, Hummel, this was gettin' good!

Sam Evans has updated his status

Sam Evans is in a relationship with Rachel Berry

Finn Hudson has logged off

Poor Finn. I shook my head. They may be the most dysfunctional, annoying, mismatched, obnoxious couple in the world, but they were meant to be. Finn may be an idiot, but he really did love her. I went downstairs to bring him his warm glass of milk. I'll talk to Rachel in the morning. She can say that she's happy with Sam, but I don't believe that for a minute. She's being appreciated with Sam, but she's not happy