As always, love your reviews guys :)

Lucyybella: I know same, especially after Rumors. I cried for poor Sam.

PoachiCute: Ohh well you'll just have to see about Jesse. As for the Laure bit, yes I am and it kind of leads into another thing…

"So what do you think?" Quinn asked the quarterback as she emerged from the wooden doors wearing a black dress with an emerald stripe down the left side.

"Huh? Err yeah it looks nice." Finn replied as he stared out of the window. "Yeah, yeah, it's great."

"Finn! You're not even looking at me." Quinn whined as she rolled her eyes.

"W-what?" the jock stuttered before noticing a certain brunette passing in front of him with a blonde by their side. "Hey ermm listen, I just need to go and quickly check on something. I'll be back soon." Finn told her before leaving the store.

"So then why don't you tell her?"

"I've tried but she wo-"

"Hey guys." Finn smiled at the two as he made his way towards them. "Rachel." he half smiled at the brunette before turning his attention towards the blonde jock by her left. "Sam." Finn nodded his head at him, who in return, glared at him.

"Hey Finn." Rachel began, breaking the silence that loomed over the two jocks. "What are you doing here? Prom is tomorrow, surely you should be preparing with Quinn right?"

"Err yeah she's just in some clothes shop checking her prom dress fits her still. What about you? Are you shopping for a dress with…" Finn paused slightly, forcing the words to pass his lips. "Your date. Sam."

"Ermm no. I already have my dress sorted. We were just here to get Sam's suit."

"Cutting it abit short aren't we?" Finn joked, but Sam kept his non-emotional facial expression set on his face.

"Why? I didn't know that I was even going to go. I mean I did think I was going with Quinn but that kind of went up in smoke. Didn't it?"

"Well hey dude listen I'm sorry if you-"

Rachel knew what was going to happen. She turned her face towards the blonde jock by her left, noticing his fist clenching at the sound of Finn's voice as he talked about excuses to do with him and his ex girlfriend. She had to do something. Rachel wasn't just going to sit back and watch Sam explode at Finn. It was like watching a car crash, except Rachel knew that it was going to happen seconds before it does happen. She has to stop it. Stop Finn from speaking.

"Hey why don't we go to the shoe place you were telling me about?" Rachel interrupted as she linked arms with Sam, which caught Finn's attention instantly. "You know, the one that has your shoes for prom. I think we need to get some nice black ones. Not brown because they don't go with your suit for one, plus they-"

"Rachel?" Sam waved his hand in front of the brunette who began babbling on. "Rachel?" he repeated causing her to stop talking.

"Yes?"

"Err shall we go then? To that shoe place?"

"Yeah." Rachel grinned at him as she before turning back to the quarterback. "Bye Finn."

"Yeah, err bye." Finn waved off his ex girlfriend as the two walked in the opposite direction to him. Leaving Finn all alone.

"Hey sorry I took so long. Some jerk got in the way."

"Oh. My. God." Quinn began, completely ignoring Finn or acknowledging the fact he had returned to store. "This can't be happening."

"What?"

"It's Lauren." she informed him as she tore her attention away from her cell screen, towards her boyfriend. "Turns out she was running for prom queen."

"Oh. Well it doesn't matter." Finn shrugged as he made his way towards the blonde. "You're still going to win. Everyone wants to be you."

"No Finn you're wrong." Quinn started, flinching at Finn's affection towards her. "Everyone will want to vote for her because she's like the people. She's down to earth and all that."

"Hey." Finn placed one hand on her shoulder before Quinn shrugged it off.

"Finn don't. You'll spoil the dress."

"Oh, sorry." he muttered as he began to back away from his girlfriend.

"Urghh my life is in ruins. I can't believe her. I planned so hard for weeks to become prom Queen. I mean I eat less so I could slim down, I got you, I even t-"

"W-what? You got me?"

"What?" Quinn asked as she spun around to face the quarterback. "What are you talking about?"

"Y-you just said you 'got me'. Was I part of y-your plan to become prom queen?"

"What? No Finn. You're being crazy. Of course not."

"Well why did you say that?"

"It was just a figure-"

"No, you meant it. I was just part of your plan. I was- oh my god." Finn gasped as he sat down onto the cream sofa. "Y-you planned the whole thing. You interfered with me and Rachel and pushed her away towards Puck. Oh my god. What the hell? You p-pushed her away from me so you could get me. You created a wedge between us. Quinn, you lied about the whole thing. She never was really moving on from me onto Puck. Oh my god Quinn. She still had feelings for me a-and you just…you just…Urghh." Finn let his head drop into his hands as he sighed.

"Finn I-I-"

"No." the quarterback rose from his seat, pointing at the ex cheerio. "No, don't you dare try and justify this. Y-you lied to me Quinn. I was nothing but honest wi- she still had feelings for me." Finn repeated, trying to get his head around the whole thing. "I knew it. When she told me that you were pushing her towards Puck. I knew she was telling the truth. Y-you know what? You can go by yourself to prom. I'm not going to be your date."

"She isn't going to go with you." Quinn stated as she folded her arms.

"What?"

"Rachel. She isn't going to go prom with you. She's going with Sam. Another jock. A guy. If you do go with her, it would be as friends. If you go with her as friends, then you've created a clear barrier. Between friends and more and guess which side you'll be on Finn? You know as much as I do that you want to be prom king. You want that crown on your head as much as I want mine. Don't even try and say otherwise Finn. She's going to prom with Sam."

"But only as friends."

"Whatever. What about Jesse though?"

"What about him?"

"Well don't you think it's weird that he suddenly shows up out of the blue back to McKinley?"

"He just wanted to say sorry to Rachel."

"Oh Finn don't be so naive." Quinn told him as she rolled her eyes. "Jesse, Rachel's ex boyfriend turns up after egging her, wanting to say sorry. You know that isn't all he wants. If he wanted to say sorry he would have done it months ago but he didn't. He didn't do it when you two were dating, he's doing it when Rachel is single. Doesn't that seem a little weird to you Finn? Jesse miraculously appears to just say sorry to her? No. No one is that stupid to believe that. You know you have a hunch about him. You've had one since you first met him. I can tell. Jesse isn't back to say sorry. If he was he would have disappeared already. He wants something more."

"No, you're wrong."

"No I'm not Finn and you know I'm not. You know it makes perfect sense."

"No you're lying about this like you did with everything else. You've lied to me before why should you stop now?"

"Fine don't believe me." Quinn shrugged "Just watch it all happen in font of your eyes. Your choice."

"Fine."

"So who are you going with or are you going by yourself?"

"I-"

"Finn think about it. You go with me and you get your crown. Go with Rachel and you set yourself back even further."

"No. I-"

"Finn. Choose. Now."

"Fine. I'll go with you but don't think it's because I want you. We've broken up. I'm not dating you."

"Whatever you say."

"Yeah it is." Finn told her before leaving the store with the new information he had just received.

"Could we have it slightly to the left? I don't want to get blinded by the light shining down at me. I-"

"Hey." Rachel beamed at her ex boyfriend, who was standing in front of a microphone.

"Hey Rachel." Jesse smiled at the brunette before jumping off the wooden stage. "We'll discuss this later." he told the person who was in charge of spotlights. "Hey." he repeated as he turned back around towards her. "H-how are you?"

"I'm good. Everything sorted then?"

"Yes. Everything is in place. Ermm Rachel why are you here early?"

"Oh well I just wanted to see whether you needed any help."

"Well that is extremely kind of you but as you can see, everything is done."

"Oh."

"Plus I wouldn't want you to get that dress dirty. I mean it looks beautiful." Jesse told his ex girlfriend as he examined her dress. "That's a really nice shade of pink. Suits you."

"Oh you think?" Rachel asked, trying to hide her rosy red cheeks.

"Yep, definitely and I don't even know anything about fashion."

"Well I picked it out with the help of my fathers. They both have an excellent taste in clothes. It's a shame that it wasn't hereditary."

"No I think your style defines you. Your personality as a young woman who is completely independent. Someone who had aspirations and goals to achieve without any help from anyone. A young adult who knows what is an inevitability in her life."

"Yeah?"

"Definitely. I hope my clothes say the exact same thing."

"The same thing?"

"Yeah because I think you and I are very alike. We're both overachievers and our goals in life are far greater than anybody's in this school. We're too similar."

"Similar?" Rachel repeated.

"Yes. You and I both share the same aspirations and goals. Of course there are physical differences between us, but generally, we both alike."

"Vaguely I'd say. Like you said we do have some differences between us. For example, I wouldn't throw eggs at a vegan."

Jesse sighed as Rachel placed one hand on her hip. "Rachel I thought we h-"

"No, I know you're sorry. You've apologized plenty of times but one thing Im confused about is why you did it. Why you threw eggs at me when a seconds before, you said you loved me?"

"Ok Rachel lets go somewhere else." Jesse told the brunette as he led her to an empty room. A secluded part of the school.

"I j-just don't understand that Jesse, I've been trying to." Rachel started after Jesse turned around to face her. "After you did that, I tried figuring out why you thought you should do it and nothing. I can't think of one thing to explain your actions."

"Rachel I-I don't know what to say."

"The truth. Lese. Just tell me why you did it. Why you broke my heart by throwing dead baby chickens at me. To finally know why."

"R-Rachel." Jesse began but sighed after realizing words had failed him.

"Please?"

"Rachel I honestly don't know why I-"

"No Jesse. That isn't good enough. I need you to tell me the truth. The real truth."

"Look, Rachel I don't know. Maybe because I felt heartbroken or I-"

"Heartbroken?"

"I…well I."

"You felt heartbroken?"

"Well yeah. When Shelby, I mean your mom, told me to leave I couldn't. I knew that I would have to when agreeing with her to introduce you to her in the first place but I don't know. After getting to know you I-I just…I liked you Rachel. Then when the time came to go back, I just couldn't I liked you too much to just leave."

"And so naturally, you egged me?"

"No it wasn't like that at all. You'll think its stupid but I just needed to make it easier for me to leave."

"What?"

"Well after rejoining VA, the team suggested that we show you that Vocal Adrenaline are back and will crush you. I thought that if I…did what I did to you, then what I felt would go away. Disappear. Rachel I know that I'm far too intelligent than anyone in this school, excluding you, but only on certain criteria's really. Because I've never really experienced this before, I mean I've dated girls, I've just never ended up falling for them."

"W-what?"

"Rachel I did what I did because I thought that by throwing the egg and going back to VA, it would be the end of my feelings for you. But if anything, it's made them worse. It's made them stronger. Even when I came back, I thought that if Finn were to date you again, then what I feel towards you would go."

"Jesse I-"

"Rachel…I love you."

Rachel's body froze at Jesse's confession as she stared at her ex boyfriend in shock. She had no idea what to say. What to do. She didn't know whether to laugh at the fact that it was only then he admitted his true feelings or to slap him for taking so long. Rachel finally decided to do neither. She just continued to stare at the boy in front of her.

"I…err."

"Rachel you…" Jesse's words faded into the air around them as he moved in closer towards her.

Rachel's breathing slowed down rapidly while she felt Jesse's body heat on her own skin as he edged nearer towards her until there was barely a centimeter between them. Just as Rachel became aware of how close Jesse was to herself, someone entered the room the two were in.

"Oh. My. God." Mercedes gasped at the two as her jaw hung low.

"Mercedes." Rachel tore her gaze away from her ex boyfriend and towards the diva who had opened the door.

"I think I got the wrong room. Sorry." Mercedes told Rachel before retracing her steps and backing out of the room.

"No Mercedes you." Rachel began but realized she had already left. "Oh my gosh." Rachel muttered to herself as she stood upright, brushing down her dress.

"Rachel I."

"No Jesse, I can't deal with this right now."

"Rachel do you even feel the same way?"

Rachel opened her mouth to answer but no sound flowed out. Did she? She contemplated Jesse's question, thinking over what her answer. If she had one.

"I have to go." Rachel announced before leaving the room like Mercedes did minutes before.

"Quinny? Finn is here."

"Coming mother." Quinn called from her bedroom as Finn stood idle at the doorstep, with a green corsage in his hands.

"I'm sure she'll be done soon." Quinn's mom told Finn as she forced a smile to surface her mouth. "So are you still quarterback Finn?"

"Err yes Miss Fabray."

"Oh good. I'm sure with you as head of the football team, you can lead them into another victory."

"Well that's the hope."

"I'm ready." Quinn announced as she appeared at the top of the stairs.

R-r-review:) Ahh Jesse and Finn, it's official, I want to be Rachel Berry. Ok, just realized that the next chapter is the last one :( I'm finishing all my stories…but I am writing a new one *coughs* Finchel *coughs* So…as usual questions, suggestions and constructive criticism is always welcome :)