Here's another chapter. Sorry for not posting soon enough. I've been working on school work and projects that it's been too tiring to work on anything else but no worries school is over this Friday and I'll be stress free until September. So over the summer I'll be working on this story and another one that I've posted at least two chapters. It has Finn, Rachel, Puck, Quinn, Sam, Santana, and Mike but also many other people that I ship in other shows and movies. Anyway enjoy! Oh and when the Glee kids see Santa can you tell who is who?

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character, settings or ideas that have to deal with Glee except for my own characters like Charlie, Taylor and future characters and ideas.

Santana POV:

Britt and I walked into the choir room, holding pinkies. We sat down before Mr. Schue came out of his office and into the room with Coach Sue. "Ok guys before we start Coach Sue would like to ask us all something."

Everyone either looked at her confused or frowned.

She paced the room with her hands behind her back. "Thanks Will. As you all know Christmas is just around the corner and this year since I won't be spending it with Jean, I'm volunteering to feed people at the homeless shelter in town. I thought what better group of misfits than you guys to help give back."

Did she just call us rejects? I looked at Mr. Schue, whose mouth was hanging open. "Uh…thanks Sue," he said shaking his head from her insult then he turned to us. "So what do you guys think?"

Sam was the first to shoot up with his hands in his pockets. "I think that's awesome. I'll do it," he finished then looked down at Charlie for her answer.

"Me too. Giving back seems like a great way to spend Christmas vacation," she joined in. Sam grinned while he sat back down and gave her a kiss on her cheek.

She looked at me with pleading eyes to back her up. I huffed. "Char's right it sounds kind of fun," I said not too enthusiastically. If Charlie was into it, I owed her that much to do it too. I mean she is my home girl.

Everyone else started nodding in agreement or talking excitedly about what job they wanted to do. Mr. Schue smiled proudly. "Ok that's settled then." He turned to Coach Sue. "We'll be there."

She nodded and shook his hand. "Good you guys aren't as useless as I thought you were," she remarked and left.

I raised my hand. "Yes Santana?" Mr. Schue asked.

I crossed my arms and sat back. "Since we're on the subject of field trips. Everyone better be at the mall tomorrow. Britt's and I are going to see Santa and she wants all of us to be there. If you even think about ditching, I'll go all Lima Heights and ends you. Got it?" I barked at everyone.

They quickly nodded as I smiled satisfied.

Saturday:

No One's POV:

The whole group was standing on line waiting to see Santa. Brittney was the most excited; jumping for joy as the line got shorter and shorter. Santana smiled at her happy that she was happy.

Sam, Charlie, Finn and Rachel were at the end of the line talking amongst each other.

Sam quietly laughed at Charlie's excitement. She was practically jumping up and down like Brittney but tried hard to contain it. She looked up at him and frowned. "What?"

He shook his head. "Nothing you're just really cute right now." Her nose scrunched up as she stuck her tongue out. He grinned madly at her as he felt the "L" word threatening to come out again. Was this really how he wanted to say it?

"Sam can you please tell Finn that reindeers love carrots and not cookies," Rachel whined.

He snapped out of his thought and decided it was better to say it in a more private moment. He turned to Rachel, who was holding Finn's hand and pouting. He shrugged. "She's right Finn."

Charlie laughed at Finn's facial expression. It looked like someone told him a very difficult math equation. "Don't you know anything about Santa's reindeers?" she humored, which she earned a playful glare back.

Brittney was the first to sit on Santa's lap. "Ho ho ho," he greeted then his eyes widened. "Aren't you a little too big to be hear?" he asked in his normal voice.

Brittney looked at him weird. "Why don't you sound cheery like you usually do Santa?"

"Look old man, my girl here believes in and she dragged me and all her other friends to see you so don't screw it up," Santana snapped from the line.

The elder man nodded, scared of the Latin girl and got back into character. "So what would you like from Santa?" he kindly asked.

Brittney's eyes lit up. "I want Lord Tubbington to stop smoking. Oh and stop cheating on his diet of candy only."

Glee!

"I wants bling, lots of it and not the fake kind either," Santana snarled as she sat crossed legged on Santa, filing her nails. "Do you know what Tiffany's is?"

Glee!

Rory cautiously sat on Santa's lap. This was all new to him because in Ireland they never had an odd tradition like this. "What do you want little boy?"

He glared at him. "I'm not a boy or little," he said in a thick Irish accent.

Santa chuckled. "Sorry son. What would you like for Christmas?"

Rory shrugged his shoulders. "I got everything I need. I finally got to be in America so I guess I just want to win Regionals and Nationals before I leave back to my country.

Glee!

"All the latest clothing from fashion week!"

Glee!

"Bowties, scarves and light blue Ray Bans would be useful."

Glee!

"New video equipment and lights for my wheelchair," Artie replied, smiling at the thought of new equipment as Santa cradled Artie is his arms like a baby.

Glee!

"A weekend trip to a spa resort so I can get rid of the stress the years I've spent in high school has done to me and I want to look as good as my stomach looks now that I got rid of the stretch marks."

Glee!

"The new kicks that are coming out. I heard they would improve my dancing."

Glee!

"I want a bad ass motorcycle! You got that Santa? Black with flames so all the ladies would want a piece of the Puckster."

Glee!

"To get more solos."

Glee!

"A small white furry puppy, just like Paris Hilton and all the divas have these days."

Glee!

"I want the North Pole because I already have everything and if you say no then I'll have a talk with my daddy, who will definitely convince you."

Glee!

"Money so my little brother and sister can have a good Christmas."

Glee!

"My mom back and my dad home more than he's working. I basically want my family back," Charlie gloomily answered.

The old man frowned. "Oh I see."

Charlie shook her head. "It's ok you really don't have to say anything," she politely said before getting off his lap and leaving.

"Miss," the man called after her. She turned around and he gave her a soft smile. "What you lose, you gain in one way or another. Always remember that."

She gave him a confused look but nodded, still not understanding what he meant.

Glee!

"I don't really want anything."

Santa's eyebrow rose. "Nothing?"

Finn looked at the floor in thought for a while. "Well there's one thing I want…no it's more like need than want."

"What is it?"

A goofy grin unfolded on his face. "Rachel. I want her forever."

Santa's mouth formed in an "O" and nodded. "Oh young love…and who is the lucky lady?"

He pointed to Rachel, who was talking animatedly to Sam and Charlie. She wore the cutest white beret and red pea coat. "She's my girlfriend." The older man observed the tiny girl for a second before smiling and nodding in an approving manner.

Glee!

"All I want is to be a star," Rachel's eyes lit up as if she was in a daze.

"A star?"

She snapped out of her thoughts. "Yes a star on Broadway. A star is my metaphor and metaphors are important," she told him in a matter of fact manner.

"Oh I see and nothing else?"

She looked at him and frowned. "Well what else is there?"

"How about your boyfriend?" he questioned.

"Finn? How did you know I had a boyfriend?" she asked intrigued.

He lifted his hand up and gave a jolly laugh. "I'm Santa." She narrowed her eyes. "Ok he told me about you. He actually wished to be with you forever."

Her eyes widened. "He said that?" The man nodded. She sat there for a while before hugging Santa murmuring thank you and running off.

The next day:

Rachel POV:

I saw Finn in my line of vision as he entered the school with my favorite lopsided smile. I waited until he was in my reach to grab his attention. "Just the guy I was looking for," I cheerily greeted, slipping my hand around his arm and gripping onto it.

"Hey," he greeted back kind of surprised.

As we walked, I leaned against his broad arm. "I wanted you to know that I named my pig." I looked up at his confused look that broke out into a smile.

"The African Sow Pig," he figured out.

"Yup," I said excitedly, leading him to my locker. "Come here." I insisted, rushing to my locker and opening it to reveal the picture of the African sow pig he gave me but I added a few Rachel Berry-isque to her like a slash with her name across it and a gold bow that laid on top of her head. "Her name is Barbara," I announced proudly. He started chuckling. "After my hero. I mean I'm assuming that she's a girl," I started as I fixed her bow. "But I just hope that pig Barbara inspires all the children who eat her just like the real Baraba inspires me," I finished.

"So…so it's a kosher sow pig."

"Yeah," I smiled brightly before grabbing his hand. "Look the important thing is that I just want you to know that I'm really sorry. Okay I…I love you and I love her and that's all that matters to me on Christmas. Okay?" I asked hopeful on trying to patch things together on how I've been acting these last few weeks.

"Well I…I'm glad you like the pig…" he hesitated, holding onto the strap of his backpack.

"Barbara," I quickly inputted.

He nodded. "Barbara but I…then I realized that once they kill and eat Barbara you're not going to have anything to show for this Christmas," he said while searching in his backpack for something else. "So I got you something else. You ready?" I nodded, not noticing that I was holding my breath when he pulled out a piece of paper with a green bow on top from his backpack. I nervously opened it and stood there shocked.

"It's your own star."

I looked at my star deed, speechless. "Y…you named a star after me?" I asked surprised.

"Well…no…I thought about that but then I named it Finn Hudson because there's already a star named Rachel Berry." He placed his hand on my shoulder and looked into my eyes as I smiled. "She's right here on earth and she's brighter than any of those stars up there so I just wanted to make sure that whenever she feels lonely she can look up in the sky and no matter where I am she can know that I'm looking down at her. When it's night time," he mentioned, grinning at my facial expression.

"I love this. I'm going to put it right up here," I stated, placing it in my locker under his famed picture. I stood there admiring it for a second; this was the best Christmas ever.

"And just in case it's cloudy or the middle of the daytime or the stars explode in some massive supernova I think you should shine just as bright," he finished as he grabbed a small box out of his bag.

There was more?

I opened it to reveal a pair of the most beautiful diamond earrings gleaming back at me. I looked from the earrings to him. I felt a mixture of shock and guilt. "It's too much."

He looked at me in understanding of where I was going with this. "No no it's okay. I…I…I hawked my leatherman jacket on eBay so…" he revealed and I instantly felt guiltier.

I shook my head. "No no no it's too much wonderful for one girl. I mean I get the guy and the stars and the…"

"The African sow pig," he pointed out with a genuine dimpled smile. I looked at our pictures in the locker and then back at the deed again.

"I think it's time I start giving back." He looked at me with an unreadable expression. "Come on," I said as I closed my locker. "Let's go get our coats." I grabbed a hold of his arm again as we walked down the hall with him smiling at me. I was serious. It's about time I stop being too selfish to actually look at the big picture.

Sam POV:

"I love the sound of these bells," Charlie observed as we rang the bells in front of a 'Caring is sharing' sign and bucket waiting for people to donate money. I grinned at how adorable she looked in her red leather bomber jacket, blue skinny jeans and black knee-high boots with matching earmuffs. She looked up at me, raising her eyebrow. "What?" she asked, amused.

I shook my head. "Nothing you're just perfect," I breathlessly commented, gently grabbing her hand as her smile widened. We snapped out of our trance when I felt a snowball hit me right above my manhood. I looked at the direction it was thrown to see Finn and Rachel walking up towards us, holding hands. "Oh!"

Charlie started laughing along with Finn and Rachel. "So how's business guys?" Rachel asked as she was swinging hands with Finn.

I smiled at both of them. "A little show but the revival house across the street is showing It's a Wonderful Life so I'm pretty sure we'll clean up when it gets out," I replied, sounding a little unconvincing.

"I'm positive that's going to happen babe," Charlie encouraged, leaning into me closer. "What are you guys doing here?"

Finn exhaled a cloud of air. "Well just in case, we just wanted to make our own contribution to the cause." He looked down at Rachel. "Sure you wanna do this Rachel?"

She smiled up at him. "Yes because I already got my Christmas present," she cooed as Finn leaned down to kiss her cheek tenderly.

"Alright guys," she said before pulling out a wad of cash from her peacoat.

My eyes widened. "Whoa did you guys rob a liquor store or something?" I joked and Rachel giggled at the comment.

"No we just finally realized what really matters," Finn explained.

"Yeah we returned the earrings that Finn got me for Christmas and the ipod that I bought him. We decided we wanted to do something special for Christmas," she sincerely said when Finn hugged her closer to his side.

Charlie walked up to Rachel and hugged her. "I'm glad you finally figured that out."

They pulled apart while Rachel smiled and nodded. "Yeah well it took two of my best friends and a wonderful boyfriend to help me figure it out," she mentioned.

Charlie grabbed my hand again. "We got a couple of extra bells if you want to join in," she offered.

They looked at each other for a second and smiled. "We'd love to," Rachel answered, grabbing the two bells under the bucket, handed one to Finn and joined in.

I looked at Charlie and grinned. "Best Christmas Ever," I said and it really was because this was all I needed. I can't wait to see what Christmas is really like.

Good? Bad? Please review!

I would also like to thank those who follow me and read my story and those who review thank you so much I'm forever grateful. I'm working on the third part of A Glee-ful Christmas so look out for that and can't wait for the prom episode tomorrow! I feel that everything we were deprived of in season two dealing with Finchel is coming true now. My heart is constantly bursting with joy and love for them. Three more episodes after that and we're extremely lucky that we have a 2 hr episode next week! Lastly, if you're interested check out my other story.