DISCLAIMER: Bla bla bla, I don't own Glee, Ryan Murphy and FOX does. It'd be cool if I did though. ;)

Here ya go: 863 words of pure Finchel cheesiness.

This chapter is a filler. It's also shorter than the other chapters. (Sorry!) And completely from Rachel's point of view, hence the name title. I still haven't quite decided what the plot will turn out to be, (no, it's not gonna be fluff forever) but I have some fun ideas.

Oh, and expect a crossover (maybe, fingers crossed! :D) with a story revolving around Quinn and Puck's summer, which will be written by miss sammyuzzelle.

So PM her and tell her to start writing. :)

CHAPTER FOUR

Being the gentleman that he is, Finn opens the passenger door of his car, and Rachel gets in. He shuts her door and runs to the driver's side. She's laughing now, at his excitement, which she can see through the front window.

Finn's already got the car in reverse and he's backing out of the Hummel's driveway.

Before they left the house, Finn had Rachel put on her bathing suit underneath her clothes, and he did the same thing. She never took Finn for a swimmer, but what the hell. Maybe she'd get to see him shirtless again.

Rachel is watching the mix of expressions on Finn's face. It's an odd mix of determination and goofiness. The same face he makes when he's playing the drums.

She frowns when she sees a blur of the neighborhood pool flash past in the window.

"Finn, the pool's back there."

"I know", he says with a mischievous grin.

His excitement is rubbing off on her now, like an infectious dance song from Glee.

And the song she's thinking of is the one Finn and her sang together that night in her bedroom. She had on a black spandex dress-whore-thing, because she was under the impression that Finn liked that. She never did get revenge on Kurt for that particular incident.

She starts to hum it to herself. Finn recognizes the Grease tune, and begins belting out the lyrics at the top of his voice.

I got chills, they're multiplying

And I'm losing control

'Cause the power that you're supplying; it's electrifyin'!

Rachel of course can't resist the temptation to join in, so she does. But by the time she sings the second line of her part, Finn's slowed down and pulled into the McKinley High student parking lot.

"Um, are we visiting Mr. Schuester? Because I hardly see how that accounts for my wearing a bathing suit."

Within seconds Finn pulls her out of the car, and starts towards the stadium, with his arm around her. This is the first time she notices he's wearing more clothes than needed for swimming. In fact, he's wearing a jacket, sweatpants over his swim suit, and tennis shoes. He also has a football tucked underneath his right arm. Is he planning on playing football with her? She knew that Finn always wasn't the brightest quarterback on the block, but she would've thought he knew she hated any type of physical sports. But having any physical contact with Finn, was good. The thought of Finn tackling her into the fake green turf was both alarming and oddly pleasing to her.

Finn grabs her by her shoulders and positions her on the the field. He puts the football in her arms, and to be honest, she's never touched a football before.

And that's when she Rachel realizes what he's playing. The extra clothes, the football, and the swimsuit can only mean one thing: strip football.

"Oh no. There is no way I'm doing this. You play football, Finn, and you know that, and you're just trying to see me in my swim suit. What if a car drives by and sees me, half naked?"

"No one'll see you. And so what if I want to see you in a bikini? Its healthy." She grins at that. "Plus, have you been to one of my football games? We suck, remember? But I promise to go easy on you." He winks.

She can't help but give in.

Rachel knows absolutely nothing about football (she never payed attention at the Friday night games) but she's pretty sure that they need more than two people.

So she just runs. To the big yellow post on the end of the field. When she gets there she turns around, expecting Finn to be trailing her. But instead, he's still on the ground in the center of the field, in a fit of hysterical laughter.

She stalks back to him.

"What's so funny?"

It takes him a minute to gather his breath and stand up. He gathers her in a giant bear hug and whispers in her ear. "You just scored against yourself."

The couple spends the next half hour chasing each other around the field, both determined to get the other's clothes off first.

Rachel is down to her camouflage green shorts and her bikini top. Finn's still fully clothed, except his jacket, which she had to wrestle off him.

She drops to the ground and pouts. "No fair," she mutters.

He laughs. "Fine. We'll make it a tie." And with that, he rips off his shirt.

She feels the heat flooding to her cheeks.

He lays down beside her, and she follows suit. The sun has nearly gone completely down. The bright moon in the sky above them is peaking through.

Their faces are inches apart.

He whispers "It's getting late. Maybe we should take you home."

Rachel rolls over on top of him."Getting tired of me?"

"Never." And he kisses her, underneath the light of the moon. Rachel was always determined to get her cliché cinematic moment, so he gave it to her.

So! Please do comment on this quite overbearing chapter of mushy goodness. Don't forget to PM miss sammyuzzelle!

But seriously, reviews make me super happy and encourage me to write more. If I never got reviews, they're wouldn't have been a chapter 2. :O

Also expect MAJOR teenage angst within the next few chapters. I promise to watch horror movies before I wrote those chapters. :DD

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