Rachel's POV:
The next day came, man, I'm tired of picking out outfits every day! I just got a nautical striped dress and a blazer. I ate typical breakfast and went to school. Another day at glee club, Santana kept awwing everytime Finn and I talked, Quinn and Brittany were obsessing about their blonde hair, everyone else was just bleh. As soon as glee club was over, I was walking in the hallway.
"Hey Rachel", Finn greeted catching up to me
I looked to my right, "Oh hey". I opened my locker to get my spanish textbook and do my makeup.
"Have you decided what to sing for the class?", he asked leaning on the lockers.
"Yes, It's gonna be great", I said putting on lip gloss now. I saw him in my mirror, he was behind me.
I turned around and smiled at him, "Finn? Can you please not stare at me when I'm using my mirror?"
"Ok Ms. Bossy", he said facing the other way. He looked in the mirror again, I turned to him again.
"Stop it!", I said playfully hitting him. I snapped out of my happiness, "Finn, can I tell you something?"
"Sure", he answered
I took a deep breath, "Ok, so, I don't want you to get mad but, I didn't know what I was thinking"
"Rachel, you can tell me", he insisted
I started tearing up and shaking my head, "No, no you wouldn't understand!"
"Rachel just tell me"
"I kissed your friend! I kissed Matt", I said getting it over with. I brung both of my hands up to my face.
"Now I know that you'll want to beat him up or something but don't, just punish me, you can torture me if you wanted"
"Rachel, I'm not mad, and I'd never want to harm you like that", he said grabbing my shoulders
"Finn, I kissed him and I feel soo bad"
"Don't be Rachel, he tends to do that with other girls, it's ok", he said comforting me.
Instead of replying to him, I pulled him close to hug him. "You want to get lunch? I'll sit with you"
He was so sweet, "Sure, ok". The cafeteria was huge with circular tables and pretty good chairs. I grabbed a tray, school lunch wasn't that bad. Sometimes they had cookies on Friday and burritos that would make you crave for more.
That brings back a funny memory from third grade when I first talked to my crush about a stupid topic, about the cafeteria food. I remembered she wanted him to have the same lunch as me.
My eight year old self wouls say, "Don't you want the sprinkled brownies?". (A/N: trust me, those things exist, my own elementary school served them) And he'd say, "Nah, sprinkles are girly". And he would smile at me with his cute braces. Those were good times. Finn found us a seat and we sat down.
I placed my hands on my lap. I drunk my milk through a straw. "Um, Finn, I know this is weird but, do you remember what you were like as a child?".
He took the time to swallow a bite of his burger first, "Well, I'm not that tough jock everyone thinks I am, I was actually into singing as a child because it was something I was good at and I wanted to make my mother proud".
"Oh, I'm sorry, your mother is going through a hard time?", I reached my hand out on the table. He reached toward mine and we interlocked our fingers.
"As for school, I was friends with this really cute girl in third grade, she was my first crush", he smiled, "I always thought that if I'd have her, I wouldn't want anything else in the world cause I knew I was already lucky".
"Aww, that is sooo cute!"
He nodded, "Yeah, I think she was the only girl to wear a skirt everyday, I wonder where she is today".
"I'm sure you'll find her soon, I promise, do you remember her name?"
"Uh, I can't remember, she had blonde hair though", he informed me
This sent me chills down my spine, was this just a really weird coincidence? I mean I always wore a skirt and I had blonde hair. "Finn, do you remember what school that was?", I wanted to be positive. I was trying to think of that one thing that makes me and the other girls different. Oh that's right! I'd always wear it in a ponytail.
"Hmm, I don't remember the school either", he said. I bit my lip, "I knew she would never like me because of my stupid braces".
"Finn, stop doing that to yourself, you're a cool guy and you're funny", I lifted his chin to face me
"Did you even ever talk to her?"
He smiled, "She actually talked to me first and asked me about brownies, Oh! I remember her name now! It was Rachel!"
I shook at the sound of my name, "Was she blonde?"
His eyes widened, "How did you know that?"
"I um, just asking", I said lying