Who doesn't enjoy a little jealously from Finn? ;)
Here's chapter 5!
RACHEL'S POV
"Isn't it sort of like, against the rules that Mr. Schue sent us to spy on Vocal Adrenaline?" Finn asked as well pulled out of the McKinley parking lot. I laughed and shook my head.
"We're not spying silly, we're just going to talk to their choreographer."
"That's not cheating?"
"Not at all. Mr. Schue said that choreographers are fair game and that Vocal Adrenaline must have an amazing one who can probably help us get our routine down perfectly. Now if we were going to steal their set list or something like that, then it would be cheating."
Finn nodded, still seeming unsure. "Got it."
A few minutes of silence passed between Finn and I with the radio filling the void. Lady Gaga's Bad Romance was playing quietly through the speakers. Finn scrunched his face up.
"You don't like Lady Gaga?" I asked as I came to a red light. We were close to Carmel High School.
"No," Finn shook his head. "I don't really get what's so great about the dude."
"Lady Gaga is a girl, Finn."
"Really?"
"How do you not know this?" I laughed. He shrugged, a small smile playing at his lips. "She's a revolution. I mean she's really put her own spin on theatrics in the modern age. She's incredibly artistic and talented, one of most sought after musicians of our time."
"I think she's kinda scary."
"Well what if I wanted our song to be a Lady Gaga song? Specifically the one playing right now." I asked with a grin. Finn's confused look returned to his face.
"Our song?"
"Yeah."
He fumbled with the end of his gray button down shirt. "It's not really that romantic..."
Now it was my turn to wear the confused expression. "It has to be romantic?"
"Well I mean, I was expecting it'd be something less awkward. Revenge? Bad romance? Fashion? That's not really 'our song' material."
"I didn't know you wanted to do a romantic song for our duet."
"What?" Finn asked frantically, leading himself into a fit of coughs. I almost jumped out of my skin from the abruptness.
"Are you oka-"
"I-I don't want to do a romantic song for our duet," he interjected quickly in between coughs. His face was so red that it looked like he had been out in the sun all day and had forgotten to apply sunblock.
"Then what were you talking about?"
"How far are we from the high school?" Finn asked, ignoring my last question. He had finally stopped coughing and his face was returning to his normal color. I decided to go along with it and just forget about whatever he was talking about because it was obvious he was uncomfortable.
If he wasn't talking about having a romantic song for our duet, then he had to be talking about a song that would be like our special song... but why? I thought that he didn't like me as anything other than a friend? Maybe I'm just reading into things to much, he might have been thinking about Quinn.
"The school's right over there."
"Sorry about my awkwardness back in the car. I don't know what was up with me." Finn apologized as we headed toward the auditorium. "So do you have any ideas on what we could do our duet on?"
I shrugged. "Don't worry about it, it's alright. And no actually, I'm not really sure, although I totally get that you don't want to do any romantic songs." I joked. Finn laughed.
"Nah, romantic songs are... they're fine."
"It'd probably be a good idea if we stayed away from them anyways. Don't want Quinn to think something's up, you know?" I thought out loud.
Finn's happy expression faded quickly. "I guess," he agreed sullenly.
We flung the doors open to the auditorium, letting ourselves. On the stage we could see Vocal Adrenaline doing what seemed to be warming up or cooling down from a routine that they may have performed. I scanned the place for someone who seemed like they'd be in charge.
"Whoa, this place is huge!" Finn gushed, his mouth agape. I laughed and placed my hand to his chin, closing his mouth for him. His eyes fell on me, his look of amazement turning to one that I couldn't quite place. One of his infamous lopsided smirks showed up. Goodness was he cute. "Your hand is soft."
I pulled my hand back. "You're weird."
"You like it." He grabbed my hand from my side, his fingers lacing along with mine. "It's like I'm holding a cloud."
"Please don't tell me you seriously just compared my hand to a cloud."
His smirk turned into a full blown smile. I couldn't help but smile back. My stomach felt warm and fuzzy. Why?
Because he's holding your hand, duh!
I quickly pulled my hand away. "You know, we really shouldn't be holding hands, especially when we're strictly just friends and duet partners, and not to mention that you're dating Quinn." I spoke quickly, feeling my face fluster. I wasn't going to let myself think that he was into me, not at all. I couldn't.
Finn's smile turned into a frown. "I don-"
"Can I help you?"
Finn and I both turned on our heels instantly, only to be met by a guy with slightly wavy brown hair and green eyes. Now it was my turn for my jaw to drop.
"Oh my god-You're Jesse St. James!"
"Who?" Finn asked.
"And you're Rachel Berry," Jesse responded with a smug smile. "I saw you perform at sectionals a few months ago. You're very talented."
I felt like I could faint. Thee Jesse St. James had just complimented me? Somebody pinch me!
"Seriously, who are you?" Finn continued to be lost in the conversation.
"I'm sorry to intrude, but it's just, we're looking to speak with your choreographer. Our teacher sent us, the co-captains of the glee club, to possibly get some information on how much they'd charge and stuff like that." I spoke over Finn's question, keeping Jesse's attention on me. I couldn't believe it was actually him!
"Choreographer?" Jesse asked curiously. "Vocal Adrenaline doesn't have a choreographer."
"You guys do your own routines? They're so good though!"
"Thanks, I try," Jesse said smugly. My eyes grew wide.
"You come up with them?"
"Why wont either of you two answer my question?" Finn complained heatedly. I shot him a look that meant 'shut-up-i'll-explain-later-if-you-really-have-no-idea-who-jesse-st-james-is'. I don't know if he caught on though.
"Mainly, yes." He shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal. "My years and years of dance and ballet really allow me to be able to choreograph those amazing numbers."
I was intrigued. He was so talented! "Wow, I wish I could be able to do that. I've had years of dance and ballet myself but I'm not so sure I could ever pull off the things you can. I'm so envious of your talent!"
Finn scoffed. "I'm talented too."
"I could say the same for yours. Your voice is so strong, I almost felt jealous at sectionals." Jesse smiled. "You know, I'd love to get together with you and maybe I can show you a few of my moves, or maybe we can even sing together."
Was he really offering such an amazing thing?
"Rachel, we should go." Finn tugged at the sleeve of my sweater. "There's no choreographer so there's no reason to sit here and talk to this guy."
"That sounds absolutely wonderful," I sighed. "But you know, it'd be completely against the ethics of competition. It just wouldn't be right."
Jesse nodded. "I understand." He paused for a moment, eyeing Finn. "Well perhaps sometime when we're not worried about competing against each other you can take me up on that offer?"
"No-"
"That sounds amazing." I beamed, cutting Finn off. Finn gave me a shocked expression. What was his issue?
"Are you her boyfriend or something?" Jesse asked, his eyes still on Finn. Finn's eyebrows furrowed as his sight seemed to be set on the collar of Jesse's shirt, not wanting to look him in the eyes.
"No, we're just friends." Finn answered after a few seconds of silence.
"Well then," Jesse turned back to me with a smile. "Like I said. You know where to find me."
And with that, Jesse turned on his heel and headed back to the stage, leaving me in awe and Finn in an awkward silent rage.