Why did I pick Rent? I don't know. Please don't kill me. It's a good group song.

xXx

"Five-hundred, twenty-five thousand six-hundred minutes…"

Leave it to Rachel to pick a song from Rent.

Finn sang tenor. But he wasn't really focusing on performing. His mind was distraught with memories of the night before. He knew he was right, but he couldn't help but feel bad for Kurt. I mean, he was crying, Finn thought, And I kinda just… yelled at him. That can't be what a good friend does.

"How do you measure, measure a year?"

Kurt sang alto, which was extremely high for a boy. However, he could care less. It was in his range, after all. But, like Finn, he also wasn't focusing on performing. And again, like Finn, most of his thoughts were with the previous night. He also felt terrible. I was so insensitive. And Finn was right, I was selfish, Kurt reckoned, I shouldn't have pushed all of my stupid, petty, family issues on him. I'm the one who needs to deal with it, not him.

"In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee, in inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife."

I should just stop thinking about it. Kurt probably has.

I should apologize to Finn.

"In five-hundred, twenty-five thousand, six-hundred minutes, how do you measure a year in the life?"

I mean, he seems as confident as ever.

I feel so awful. He didn't deserve that.

"How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love…"

But, at the same time, he doesn't seem himself.

Everything he said was right. I was a stupid, foolish brat.

"Seasons of Love...!"

God damn it.

God damn it.

"Good job guys!" Mr. Schuester said, cutting off the music.

"But Mr. Schuester, the song isn't over. I mean, we're not even halfway finished," Rachel protested.

"Yeah, I know Rachel. We'll finish it later. Just calm down."

Rachel huffed and crossed her arms.

"We'll work on this more tomorrow, nice practice guys! Have a good rest of your day!"

Kurt went to grab his bag. Rachel rushed up to Finn.

"Hello Finn."

"Um. Hi. Where's Jesse?"

"He is ill with the flu, unfortunately."

"Oh."

"I was wondering if you would like to further practice our solos in this song with me."

"Right now?"

"Yes."

"Uh, I was gonna go home…"

"Please Finn?"

Finn shrugged. Might as well. She can distract me.

"Sure."

xXx

"In truth that she learned, or in times that he cried, in bridges he burned, or the way that she died…"

Finn was having troubles hitting the high note at the end.

"Finn, we worked on this note. You've hit it before."

"I'm sorry, I'm just distracted."

Rachel sighed. "Well, stop being distracted. Focus."

"Don't tell me what to do!"

Rachel repelled slightly and said, "Calm down."

"You have no idea what I'm feeling right now."

"Well," she said, walking up to Finn, "Maybe I can help you."

xXx

Kurt couldn't believe how much he was worrying. In fact, he was worrying enough to leave his midnight blue Alexander McQueen pasmina. He had already prayed for forgiveness from the tragically expired designer, so hopefully he forgave him. But he was still ashamed.

Kurt also had no idea how to react when he looked through the window on the door of the choir room and saw Rachel and Finn kissing. He should have guessed it, though, really. He had upset Finn. Finn was trying to forget. And, naturally, he was forgetting via Rachel. She was a sucker for him, despite her being with Jesse or not. Kurt decided he'd be the bigger man. He'd go in there, get his scarf, and leave. It's not like he could just leave it.

But, something made him weak. He couldn't do it. His hand caressed the door knob and he willed with all his might to just open it. But he couldn't. He looked up and through the window to surprisingly meet Rachel's eye. They broke their kiss, and though Kurt couldn't hear anything being said, they had a brief conversation. Rachel said something, and Finn turned around to see Kurt. Embarrassed, Kurt fled, leaving his precious, three-hundred-dollar silk scarf behind.

xXx

"What are you doing?!" Finn said, pushing Rachel out of her kiss, "You're with Jesse!"

"You seemed down… I just… figured…"

"You kissed me because I seemed down?"

Rachel didn't respond. Finn didn't know why he was reacting this way. He usually wouldn't mind a make-out session to help out with an issue he was having. But today, at this moment, it just didn't feel right. He saw Rachel's eyes flicker to the door nervously. He turned around to see Kurt standing at the door. Fantastic.

Kurt ran away. But why had he come back?

"I'm sorry Finn," Rachel said. Finn sighed.

"It's all right, Rachel. Let's just… never talk about this. Ever."

"Okay," Rachel agreed, and then left without another word.

Finn had a terrible headache. He pressed on his temples, and then looked up to see a dark blue scarf draped over the back of a chair.

xXx

Uneventful. Maybe. I mean, fairly eventful. Whateva. The next chapter is going to be good though.

Seasons of Love is from ze musical Rent, aye!

And Glee isn't mine ;-;