So, this chapter has a fair amount of cheese… but hang in there, it gets better later, I promise!
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Mr. Schuester lacked focus when he was teaching Spanish. Whether it was his ongoing divorce, his rumoured courting after three different women, or just Glee Club distracting him, Kurt didn't know. He also didn't particularly care- Schuester's inability to concentrate made Spanish class five times easier. Also, it allowed Kurt to use his cell phone in class without him noticing, which was a good deal as far as Kurt was concerned.
"Class is boring," he texted to Mercedes as the rest of the class "worked" on their sentences. Less than five seconds later he got a response from her reading, "I feel you there."
That was the extent of their text conversation. Kurt didn't particularly feel like keeping it going. It was a lazy Tuesday for him- so lazy, in fact, that he was only wearing a Ben Sherman sweater and trousers. Even if it was imported from England, this outfit fell into the category of casual.
"Is everyone done?" Schuester asked from his desk. The class didn't really answer, they just somewhat groaned. "All right," he continued, "Just turn them in here. We're moving on."
The class hesitantly placed their notebook papers in the basket, as did Kurt. When the class had returned to their seated positions, the teacher spoke again.
"I'm going to partner you up," he said, with a chorus of moans following him, "And you're going to ask your partner a question, and they'll answer you, and then you'll switch, etc., so we can practice our questions. I know it's easy, but this is Spanish I, we're taking things slowly."
A cough or two amongst the class.
"All righty then. Gina, you go with Brittany. Tessa, with Carter. Bobby, with Dyllon." The students got up and walked to their directed partner.
"Okay, Simon with Joan. Kurt, you go with Finn…"
Kurt's eyes widened. Finn was unaffected. As the teacher continued naming off students, Kurt slowly stood and walked to where Hudson sat, at the end of the table.
"Finn."
"Kurt."
Kurt sat.
"I really don't want to do this," Finn said.
"We have to. Schuester said."
"I don't really think he'd care if we didn't…"
Kurt sighed at Finn's lack of enthusiasm, but he understood it. He didn't want to do this exercise either, but it was an opportunity for Kurt to talk to Finn, and even if it was in Spanish, he still wanted to. They hadn't really talked since Kurt asked Finn to help break up their parents, which didn't work out.
"You go first then," Finn groaned.
"Fine. ¿Cómo fue tu día?"
"What does that mean?"
"It means 'how was your day'."
"Oh. Bueno?"
"…Your turn."
Finn looked away briefly, and then spoke.
"……Cómo fue tu día?"
"You're supposed to ask a different question."
"Uhh…"
Finn tapped his pencil in thought. Kurt waited patiently. This boy is almost too dumb to function, he thought. It's probably the cutest thing I've ever seen.
"Whatever," Kurt said, "It's okay. Mi día está saliendo bien."
"Ah," Finn smiled, "Thanks."
"You don't know Spanish at all, do you?"
"Not really, no."
Kurt sighed, but then he saw an opportunity. He looked around to make sure nobody who did know Spanish was listening.
"¿Te quiero mucho?"
"…What does that mean?"
I said I loved you. I just said it like a question.
"It means, 'what color is your shirt'."
"Oh. Uhh…" Finn looked down at his green t-shirt. "…Rojo?"
"No."
"…Azul?"
"Try verde. Rojo means red and Azul means blue. Verde means green."
"Oh," Finn looked down, slightly ashamed. Kurt felt bad.
"It's okay," Kurt said, a slight smile blossoming on his face, "At least you answered in Spanish."
Finn looked up at Kurt's smile, and Finn smiled a little too.
"Thanks, man."
"Sure. So… your turn."
"Oh. Uhh…" Finn struggled to think, and then laughed under his breath. Not being able to think of anything, he spoke, "¿Te quiero mucho?"
Kurt tried to suppress his laugh.
"Gris."
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"Okay," Schuester said, "Since we only had five people perform their song yesterday, we're having the rest of you go today. And I'm not taking volunteers."
Groans.
"Nope, none of that. You're all going. And Artie's first."
Puck and Finn assisted Artie in getting on the stage.
"I don't know why you're doing this to me, Mr. Schue," Artie said, jokingly, "But I'm singing a song by The Faces."
Artie grabbed an acoustic guitar and started a recognizable riff, D, Em7, G…
"Poor old Granddad, I laughed at all his words, I thought he was a bitter man, he spoke of women's ways…"
Finn Hudson sat between Rachel Berry and Mike Chang. He shuffled in his seat uncomfortably- these auditorium chairs were always a tight fit for his six-foot-three-inch frame. He looked to the left of him, at Rachel, who was watching Artie blankly.
"They'll trap you when they use you, before you even know, for love is blind and you're far too kind, don't ever let it show..!"
I like this song, Finn thought, it's kinda true. Most girls I like end up shooting me down.
"I wish that I knew what I know now, when I was younger, I wish that I knew what I know now, when I was stronger…!"
Like Quinn. Quinn lied to me… and Rachel, even after I apologized, she just went off and found another guy. Damn.
"When you want her lips, you get her cheek, makes you wonder where you are…"
And I still like her. Rachel. And Quinn, too. Gah, why does this stuff always happen to me?
"If you want some more, but she's fast asleep, leaves you twinkling with the stars…"
Maybe this is good, though. Maybe I should take a break from relationships or whatever. Finn studied Rachel's hands in her lap. And sex with Santana was completely unsatisfying. I don't even know why I agreed to that.
"Poor young grandson, there's nothing I can say, you'll have to learn, just like me, and that's the hardest way!"
Finn rubbed his nose and rose his eyes from Rachel's lap to Jesse's testy eyes. Oh god. I didn't even realize I was looking… there… er… Finn looked away abruptly. God, I'm so stupid. He looked down the aisle to the right, avoiding Rachel and Jesse's direction completely.
"Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la, yeah…"
At the right end of the aisle sat Kurt, between Mercedes and Tina. Finn found himself looking at him, and Kurt felt Finn's eyes. He looked over slowly to lock eyes with Finn, and then looked away briskly.
"I wish that I knew what I know now, when I was younger, I wish that I knew what I know now, when I was stronger…!"
Artie finished with the guitar, and the song ended.
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I kind of have a thing for classic rock, as you might have noticed. But variety will come, I promise. Also, I thoroughly enjoy that song, even though I abhor Rod Stewart.
I know Spanish! I didn't even have to use google translator! My Spanish teacher would be so proud (not really)!
Ooh La La is by The Faces.
And I don't own Glee. Tragic, I know.
Hope you enjoyed =)