Author's note: For Joa, Christie, Maja, Carli, Bridget, Jessica and the others at fanforum for all the love.

(I'll give a shout out to Megan later, since there aren't any sexy times in this chapter)

Ya'll totally made my day.

And I still hate trying to write Finn. He never comes out right.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, or Star Wars, though owning either would be pretty bad ass.

Finn made a mistake. Not a little mistake but a big, gigantic mistake. Like picking the Dark Side over the Jedi. Except he hadn't really picked the Dark Side, he just hadn't had the courage to stay with the Jedi. Not that Quinn was the Dark Side, really… she wasn't all hideous like the Emperor and stuff, and technically she was more like Padme, because she was pregnant, but not with twins and he wasn't in love with her. Rachel was kind of like a Jedi though, all smart and using big words and stuff. Plus he was pretty sure she could kick Quinn's ass in a lightsaber battle, the girl was scary determined when she wanted something. Whatever… the point was, he had made a mistake. He shouldn't have let Rachel go.

Last night he'd dreamt of her. In his dream, Quinn was still pregnant but the baby wasn't his, and when Rachel had run after him it was to tell him she loved him. He woke up this morning smiling, looking forward to seeing her, until he remembered that she was with Puck. What the hell did she see in him anyway? Rachel was weird, but he didn't think she was weird enough to get turned on by being slushied. Puck had been a jerk to her, and she liked him? Not just liked him, but liked liked him? That was just wrong. Puck couldn't even hit a high B.

Finn had driven by her house this morning. He was going tell her how he felt, how he needed to be there for Quinn and the baby, but that it was Rachel he really wanted. She liked it when people talked about their feelings, so he figured it might work. Because no way did Puck talk about his feelings, especially to a girl. Finn had prepared a speech, he had even looked up some big words to use. Rachel liked big words.

Puck's truck had been in her driveway.

He'd spent the rest of the day in his room, trying to play Call of Duty, but he couldn't make it past Level 2. His mom checked on him a couple of times, and he could tell she was worried about him. Quinn called him, but he ignored her, even though he felt horrible about it. Sometime after dinner, he decided to try again. Even if Puck was there with her, he was going talk to her, he had to tell her.

Rachel wasn't home. He'd had an awkward conversation with her dads, and they told him that she had left a note saying she was going out for pizza with Brittany. Brittany? Since when did Rachel hang out with Cheerios? Her dads were nice to him, they seemed really excited that he was looking for her. Odd, most dads hated the idea of boys sniffing around their daughters. They offered to call her for him, but he'd said no, that he'd go find her. That had made made them really happy, but Finn didn't know why.

Rachel took his breath away. He'd spotted her immediately after walking through door, and he'd almost turned around and walked out. She looked amazing, except she didn't really look like the Rachel he knew. The Rachel he knew wore the dorkiest outfits (minus the skirts, which were hot) and she never ever wore her hair like that. Finn guessed he should like this look better, but in a weird way, he didn't.

Rachel had seen him too. She'd gasped and then disappeared with Britt. Finn had looked around for Puck, but he was nowhere in sight. His truck hadn't been outside either. Matt, Mike and a couple of other football players were there, so where was Puck?

"Hey Finn, what's up? Where's Quinn?"

Finn wasn't in the mood for small talk, or for thinking about Quinn. "Where did Rachel go? I need to talk to her?"

"Uh… Bathroom, I think. Dude, you okay?"

"Yeah… where's Puck?"

Matt shrugged. "Good question, I think they're fighting."

Finn's heart soared. "About what?"

"Dunno, Britt wouldn't say."

"Why is she here then?"

"Britt invited her, they're friends now or something."

Finn snorted. "Yeah, right." Rachel wasn't the type to judge people, but Brittany? She didn't do anything without Quinn's approval. No way she wanted to be friends with Rachel. What was Quinn up to?

Matt narrowed his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"C'mon, Britt, friends with Rachel? You know that's weird. Cheerios don't hang out with freaks."

Matt shoved his hands in his pockets, "You hang out with her."

"Yeah, but that's different."

"She's actually pretty cool."

"Since when?"

"Since last night, at the party."

"She shouldn't haven't been there." Not true, she should have been there, but he should have been the one to bring her.

Matt had a weird look on his face. "Puck wanted her there. He likes her."

"Bullshit, Rachel's not his type. He just wants her because she liked me." Finn wasn't exactly sure that was true, but it was really the only explanation that made any sense. He knew that on some level, Puck was jealous of him, but he didn't really know why. Things had been wicked weird between them lately, ever since Finn had joined Glee.

Matt was staring past him now, his chin down and eyebrows raised.

"Is it so hard for you to believe that someone could actually like me? That I might actually fit in with people at school?" Rachel's voice came from behind him.

Turning around he saw that she was furious. "Rach, no… I didn't mean…"

"Save it, Finn. I think you made your point perfectly clear. Noah likes me, and I like him. Deal with it."

Everyone was staring at them now. "Then why isn't he here?" Bad move. He could see the pink crawling up into her cheeks, and knew he needed to get her out of here before she made a scene. He moved to grab her arm.

Rachel stepped back, out of his reach. "He had plans with his mother, but he's meeting us at Putt-Putt." Hooking arms with Britt, she turned to speak to the blonde. "Speaking of which, we're running late. We should go."

Britt opened and closed her mouth quickly, and then nodded. "C'mon Matt, let's go. You should call Puck and let him know we're on our way."

"Uh yeah, sure, call Puck… got it." Matt said, moving past Finn and out the door with the girls.

Finn stood there in shock as the other members of their group filed past him.

Mike was the last to leave, and turned just before the door. "You coming or what?"