Aww, your Quinn hating reviews just make me laugh. :) Thank you so much I love all of you. Ahhh I'm so happy I get to watch Glee on my birthday XD Well my birthday is on Wednesday but… if I watch it live, it will be two in the morning here. Ahh well, doesn't matter whether I have school the next day…
Laylita83: I heard that too. I'm not sure whether it's a 100% reliable but if she does then I hope she realizes what a bitch she is and get with Sam or Puck :)
SWACGleekFreak: Totally.
WestmeetsEaston: Same, Finn and Rachel sexy times are never a problem with me ;)
"Finn? Is that you?" Rachel squinted her eyes, before blocking the sun out by placing her hand on her forehead. "Oh, hey Finn. W-what do you need from me? Wait, shouldn't you be in a class right now? Ermm…Spanish right? Mr Schue? Shouldn't you be in there right now?"
"Well, shouldn't you be telling me the truth? Y'know something you promised me you would do." Finn shrugged as Rachel furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
"Finn what are you talking about?"
"You being a liar."
"Finn, I honestly do not have a clue about what you're talking about."
"Why, because you have so many lies you can't keep track of them?"
"Finn." Rachel started as she closed her textbook. "Look, please stop accu-"
"No. You know what? I thought that you lying to me about Jesse was bad, but this. This was much worse."
"What did I li-"
"You and me, Rachel. How you found a condom wrapper." Finn told his ex girlfriend, who fell silent as soon as the words flowed from his mouth. Rachel stood up, facing Finn, and sighed, she knew it was a matter of time. It was an inevitably.
"Finn how did you even find out about that?"
"Like I would tell you, you see I trust my sources unlike you."
"Wait I never told anyone…except-"
"Look, does it matter? You lied Rachel. To me."
"Finn can I-"
"Just what can you say to that? You lied to me. Me, Rachel. I thought that no matter what happens between us, we could at least be honest with each other. I mean what the hell? D-did you not feel the same way? Was it just something I assumed you would do too? I just don't understand how you could think that it was acceptable. How you could so easily decide not to tell me-"
"Easily?" Rachel repeated as she interrupted Finn in mid sentence. "You think that it was easy? Like it, was one of those decisions that I don't even have to think that much? Finn, I contemplated about telling you or not, so many times. I thought that if I told you, you would run away from me. You would want nothing to do with me anymore. I-I just thought that after how you reacted to us in the same bed, if you found out, I thought you would freak out and not talk to me. Avoid me."
"But that still doesn't make up for you lying to me. About something as important as this. I-I just don't know what to believe. Bottom line is that you lied to me Rachel and I know I've lied in the past but never has it been on this kind of level. Sorry but I- actually I don't know how I feel right now. I mean you've lied to me before but you always come out with the truth instantly, I guess this time was different."
"Finn you have-"
"I think that I need to be alone right now. Just to take in what happened." Finn informed his ex girlfriend as he turned around and walked away from her, slowly approaching the wide field in front of him.
Rachel didn't say another word, she just sat back down, but instead of continuing with reading her textbooks, she watched Finn walk further and further away from her. His figure gradually getting harder and harder to make out, until he was nothing but a small shadow in the distance.
"Can I talk to you?" Rachel asked her friend Quinn, who was in the auditorium reading some sheets of music.
Quinn's head shot up at the mention of her name, before giving a smile to the brunette, who was fast approaching her. "Rach, how-"
"Don't Rach me. You told Finn. Don't even deny it."
"I wasn't going to." Quinn's sweet smile that was planted on her face was replaced by a smirk.
"H-how could you? I thought that we were friends. That you actually liked me. I guess that was just a silly delusion of mine."
"Sure was." Quinn replied. "Look, I don't know why you're so upset. He was going to find out eventually. The truth will always come out remember. I just made the whole process faster."
"More like you stirred between me and Finn. You got in the way of us. You've created a wedge tha-"
"Actually, you created the wedge between you and Finn. Like I said, it was going to come out anyway."
"I- just how could you?"
"Do you know how this story plays out? I get Finn, you get heartbroken."
"How can you even say that?"
"You and Finn may of woken up next to each other naked, but we've done the deed and we were both a hundred percent sure we did."
Rachel felt her eyes stinging. She tried to ignore it, push past it, but she couldn't. The tears were filling her eyes up too much. They were threatening to pour downwards. Just one blink. That was all that was needed to let the tears come cascading down her cheeks. One blink. The pressure of trying not to blink was too much for her. Rachel shook her head slightly in disbelief of Quinn's comment. Not believing for a second that it was true. Though, it didn't matter how much she refused to believe it, there was a part that was already accepting this, as the truth.
Rachel tried not to, but as soon as the tears began to trickle down her face, she had to leave the room. She had to leave Quinn feeling happy about herself.
"Just do it!"
"No way, Quinn."
"Why not?" Quinn asked as she placed her hands on her hips. "You said you were going to be nice to everyone."
"Actually, I said I was going to be nice to Jews only." Puck informed the blonde as he leaned against his locker. "It's going to have to cost you."
"God, you're disgusting. You sell yourself?"
"Sell myself?" Puck repeated, mockingly placing his hand over his heart, as if her words pierced through his chest, straight to his heart. "You make out like I have sex with people if they pay me."
"You do don't you?"
"What? No. Sex with the Puck maestro is always free." Puck smirked at the blonde, before winking at her. "But favours on the other hand. Unless you're a Jew, it requires some of the green."
"What?"
"A favour from the Puckasarus doesn't not come cheap. That's how it is baby."
"You know, only sad and troubled people refer to themselves in the third person. Like the Beiste or…well, you."
"Actually Quinn. Only winning people refer to themselves in the third person. Like the Beiste or…well, me." Puck joked, as he stood straight.
"Fine. I don't need your help." Quinn rolled her eyes before spinning on her heels and walking in the opposite direction.
"You know you'll change your mind." Puck called after her before opening his locker.
"Hey, is it ok if I come in?" Finn asked his ex girlfriend as he knocked on the door to the practice room.
"Hey, yeah of course it is. Come in." Quinn smiled at the quarterback as she made a hand gesture urging him to enter the room. "Come sit. You look awful."
"Yeah, well I haven't had a great day today." Finn informed her as he sat next to her.
"I gathered. So what happened to you after you stormed out of Spanish? Mr Schue called after you and nearly ran out of the class too, trying to get you back."
"I went to look for Rachel."
"You did?" Quinn asked as she closed the textbook in front of her. "W-what did you say?"
"I asked her, how could she do it? How could she lie to me like that? How could she hold back on information like that?"
"And what did she say?"
"Just how hard it was for her to decide not to tell me about it. That she was doing it for my own good."
"Did you say I told you?"
"No." Finn replied as he faced his ex girlfriend. "But she kind of sussed it out, so she might come up to you at one point. Just to let you know."
"Oh. Ok. I'll prepare myself for it. So how are you feeling?"
"Angry. Confused. I just want to back in time you know." Quinn laughed slightly at the thought of her talking about this very same topic to him earlier. "Just reverse back to a time when there were no problems. No drunken nights hanging over your head."
"Well, we can't Finn. No matter how much we try. Just got to deal with it. It's not like you're going to be on your own though, I'll be here. Helping you every step of the way."
"Thanks Quinn. I don't know where I would be without you."
"So how is your plan going?" Santana asked Quinn as she sneaked up behind her in the dinner line.
"Fine I guess. Why?"
"No reason. It's just I want in."
"Want in?" Quinn repeated as she grabbed an apple. "What do you mean?"
"I want to help you with this plan of yours."
"Why? Last week you hated me."
"Yeah, but all that changed when I got slushied in the face by Karofsky…"
"Ooh yeah. I heard about that."
"…and I thought that, well Karofsky was going to feel my fury but maybe I should try the higher road instead. I mean since I've been with Brittany, I've totally changed the way I think. Anyway I tried doing what Puck was going to do originally, be nice to everyone, but that was long so I decided to change it to people who have been head cheerleaders."
"Wait, that's only me then."
"Exactly. If Puck's doing Jews, I can do HC's. Anyway, I want to know, how can I help?"
"Well, I don't really need your hel- wait scratch that. I do need you to help me with one thing."
"Puck don't make me pissed." Santana told the jock as she clenched her fist. "Remember what happened last time?"
"Alright, fine. I'll help. See how you came back Fabray?"
"Urghh." Quinn rolled her eyes at the father of her child, she gave away. "Just listen. I need you to comfort Rachel."
"What? Did I just hear you right?"
"Shut up Puckerman. I need you to be nice to her. Don't be shy to do it somewhere public like the corridors and maybe your arm could drape over her shoulder."
"Quinn this is weird. Even on my standards and I was going to do a sex tape as well."
Quinn and Santana looked at each other, raising their eyebrows at Puckerman's comment.
"O…k. Moving on, I need you to do it. Got it?"
"Yep."
"Maybe you should try and vent about it." Quinn suggested as she strolled down the corridors with Finn by her side.
"What, like on the internet?"
"Well not really but you could. I was thinking more along the lines of just telling someone. Letting all those feelings out. You could write about it if you prefer?"
"Thanks Quinn but I th-"
"…Noah that's exactly what I meant. Wow. You just know me." Rachel joked as she and Puck walked passed Finn and Quinn. The quarterback's eyes following the pair as they walk into the distance.
"You guys nervous?" Mr Schue asked his Glee clubbers as they arrived at the building where regionals were going to be set.
"Mr Schue. Let's face it. We're going to win this thing. Ain't not reason for us to be nervous."
The director laughed at Mercedes joke before addressing the rest of the group. "Alright, let's go get our passes so we can get into the green room." The group followed their teacher into the building.
"So, where are you now?" Santana asked Quinn as the two walked side by side.
"Shhh, keep your voice down. I'm not going to announce it here, where RuPaul and Finn are in listening distance."
"Fine tell me later."
"So many people." Rachel muttered to herself as she peeped through the red velvet curtains. "More than last year."
"That's because show choir is becoming frequently popular, McKinley high school being the exception." A familiar voice informed Rachel as the mysterious person approached her from the back.
She knew that voice all too well.
Rachel spun around to see that she was right. "Jesse?"
"Rachel." the brunette nodded slightly before taking another step closer.
"Take one more step and I will scream." Rachel warned her ex boyfriend, as her hands automatically went to her side pocket, where her rape whistle was.
"Calm down." Jesse started as he held his hands up in a surrender position. "I'm just here to apologise to you."
"Apologise? Well you're a little too late for that. Aren't you?"
"I know. I wanted to apologise half an hour after it happened but I thought you needed some space."
"Well you're right. I did need some space. Space from you. Nevertheless, it seems like I still need some more. Preferably for the rest of my life!"
"Rachel I understand. What I did to you was unthinkable. If I could go back in time to change it, I would."
"Did you mean it? When you said you loved me?"
"Of course. How could I not?"
"Oh, well it didn't seem like you did seen as you threw eggs at me in the parking lot, when you knew I'm a vegan."
"Rachel, that was truly the most horrific moment of my life that I wish I could make disappear as I'm sure you do too."
"No, actually. I learned from that. I learned, not only does washing raw egg out of your hair takes three attempts but the fact that I let in people and trust them way too easily. Your egging is a constant reminder to me that if I'm not careful enough, that is what will happen."
"I'm sorry."
"So why are you here? I thought you weren't in Vocal Adrenaline anymore?"
"I'm not. I just came by to see who will be competing my old team at Nationals."
"Oh. Ok."
"Hopefully it will be New Directions."
Rachel inhaled deeply as she stood in front the curtain, facing the audience, who were behind the red curtain. As Rachel closed her eyes, she heard a noise, which made her eyelids open instantly to reveal her ex boyfriend making his way to his position. "Hey Finn." Rachel smiled at the quarterback, who just nodded in her direction as a reply. "Listen I need to tell yo-"
'And the next contestants are New Directions from McKinley high school!' the speaker announced, causing Rachel to drop the one-way conversation she had with Finn.
"Good luck." Finn muttered as he took one step forward.
"Finn, listen carefully, because I mean every word of it."
What have I done? I wish I could run
Away from this ship going under
Just trying to help
Hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world is
On my shoulders
What can you when your good isn't good enough?
And all that you touch, tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just want to fix it somehow
But many times will it take?
Or how many times will it take for me?
To get it right
So I throw up my fists
Throw a punch in the air
And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair
Yeah, I'll send out a wish
Yeah, I'll send up a prayer
And then finally, someone will see
How much I care
What can you when your good isn't good enough?
And all that you touch, tumbles down?
Oh my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just want to fix it somehow
But many times will it take?
Or how many times will it take?
To get it right
To get it right
After the applause from the first song, the group assembled themselves for their next and final song.
Yeah you may think that I'm a zero
But hey, everyone you want to be
Well they started off like me
You may say that I'm a freak show (I don't care)
But give me just a little time
I bet you're gonna change your mind
All of the dirt you've been throwin' my way
It ain't so hard to take
That's right
'Cause I know one day you'll be screaming my name
And I'll just look away
That's right
Just go ahead and hate on me
And run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the worst you got
And knock me down
Baby I don't care
Keep it up and soon enough
You'll figure out
You wanna be
You wanna be
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me
Hey you, over there
Keep the 'L' up, up in the air
Hey you, over there
Keep the 'L' up cause I don't care
You can throw your sticks
And you can throw your stones
Just like a rocket just watch me go
Yeah L-O-S-E-R
I can only be who I are
Just go ahead and hate on me
And run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the worst you got
And knock me down
Baby I don't care
Keep it up and soon enough
You'll figure out
You wanna be
You wanna be
A loser like me
Just go ahead and hate on me
And run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the worst you got
And knock me down
Baby I don't care
Keep it up and soon enough
You'll figure out
You wanna be
You wanna be
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me
"And now…drum roll please?" a man asked as he stood in the middle of the stage with all three teams, New Directions, Warblers and Oral Intensity, lined up behind him. "The team that has placed second is…Oral Intensity!"
The whole of New Directions, shot their face towards the boy that used to be in their team, Kurt, but couldn't find him. Nor Blaine.
"And now, the team, which has come first." Rachel felt herself shaking uncontrollably. The last time she was here, with her team, they didn't even place. Not even second. Now it was between her and Kurt. Only one was going to win. Rachel couldn't feel her legs anymore and felt the suspense getting to her. She gazed upwards, at the audience, who were also on the edge of their seats, to notice a Jesse St. James standing at the back. Waving and smiling.
"The team, which has come first, is…New Directions!"
R-r-review:) ND won :) Warblers didn't :| Anyway…good, bad. Questions, suggestions and constructive criticism are always welcome :)