Chapter 2
"You guys really need to start taking it seriously", said Mr. Shue preying on and on about regionals. But, for Finn what he was taking seriously was not that at all. He was in a constant state of Rachel, remembering all the times she stood by him and lifted his spirits when he really needed it. Not only did she understand him, but she was good for him. She wasn't the blond cliché of a football girlfriend ( he had to look up that one), with her dark chocolate eyes, voice of an angel, and complex outfits. She was the Shrek version of an onion, with interesting curves and many layers that Finn could not wait to explore. She had always moved him but for now, it was he who wanted to provide the vehicle.
As Glee practice went on, he felt the torture and excitement of what was to come. Today he would make the move. His eyes glanced to her and took in her soft skin, firm legs, and those dark eyes with the tipped eyelashes. The depths of those serious eyes were like an imprint into his soul. She must of felt his stare, as she casually looked to him as if feigning innocence. His hands felt like sweaty rubber if there was such a thing as he made himself go through the motions of practice.
Finn, being of a simple variety, sometimes found words to be unnecessary. Today would be all movement of action. He would take advantage of their co-captain status and seize the opportunity when Rachel and him had to put away the choir equipment to the back closet.
He simply could not stop the beating of his heart as he glanced at the clock ticking away the last two minutes of Glee practice.
