Wow, I hope I still have readers after taking such a long time to update.

I'm really, really sorry about that. There's really no excuse, I was working ten hour days, and away from home for two weeks, so there was hardly any time for writing.

I hope you enjoy this chapter, and remember, I don't own anything.

Addison dropped her bag onto one of the auditorium seats, confusion painting her face when she realized she was alone. Didn't these people practice? They certainly couldn't rely on talent alone, could they?

Addison decided quickly that she wouldn't let this opportunity of being alone in the auditorium go to waste. She hopped onstage and looked out over the empty seats, unsure of what to sing. She could feel music and emotion battling through her, fighting for dominance.

It seemed hard to believe she'd only been there a day. Addison didn't know that so much could happen is such a short amount of time. It was as if someone had taken her perfect life, the boyfriend, the friends, and her amazing standing in all aspects of her schooling, and thrown it in a blender, leaving her to pick up the shattered pieces.

"Why don't you love me?" Addison was more then a little surprised when Beyonce's lyrics won. Not because of the song it's self, she couldn't think of a better song to express her frustration, but R&B wasn't exactly her forte. She went with it, though, throwing herself into the performance. Everything was an opportunity for improvement, and Addison couldn't believe how much better she felt after the song was over.

"Hello?" Addison jumped, she did not expect anyone to be in the auditorium. She turned towards the voice, caught off guard, and saw Finn coming out from side stage.

"Oh, sorry, I was just leaving." Addison excused herself, pushing past Finn to the door.

"Hey, Addison, you okay?" She froze. Guys weren't supposed to be that observant.

"Fine, why?" She snapped unintentionally.

"You sure? Because you're leaving your stuff." Finn offered, going into the audience and picking up the forgotten bag.

"I've been worse." Addison shrugged, pulling her stuff out of Finn's grasp. It wasn't a total lie. "I've got to get going, I have to walk home." She made up the excuse on the spot. She hadn't driven that morning, instead her father had insisted on chauffeuring her, and left her with strict instructions to call him when she wanted to be picked up.

"Hey, I'll give you a ride." Finn offered. "I mean, Lima's not that big, you can't live too far out of the way." He flashed her a goofy grin, and Addison found herself not really minding the friendship that was fighting it's way towards existing.

Addison told Finn her address on their way out, wondering if the distance would cause him to back out. He was right about Lima not being that big, but she was clear on the other side of town, as far from the school as she could get, right on top of the district border. But when Finn heard where she lived, he chuckled.

"What?" Addison asked petulantly.

"Nothing, that's just right next door to- to where I'm living now." Finn focused on unlocking the door of his car.

"No way!" Addison perked up. "I thought the only person that lived there was, um..."

"Kurt?" Finn offered, knowing that was who she was thinking of, and surprised that in such a small town, she didn't know her neighbors name.

"Yeah, him. Hey, he's in glee club, isn't he? You're living there now too?" The conversation faltered, and died when Finn just nodded instead of answering. Addison sank back into the passenger seat as Finn pulled out of the parking lot and turned up the radio. Immediately, strains of 'Jesse's Girl' filled the car, and both Addison and Finn jumped towards the knob, shutting the radio off completely.

"Sorry." Addison said, kind of lamely. "I hate that song."

"It's fine." Finn brushed it off. "I'm not such a huge fan of it either." Addison turned towards him, and actually looked like she was interested, for the first time, in what he was saying.

"Why?" She asked curiously. Finn hesitated. Did he really want to tell the new girl about what a fool he'd made of himself in front of the entire class.

"Well, why do you hate it?" Finn countered, and Addison suddenly became self-conscious, focusing on her hands as if they were the most interesting thing in the world.

"None of your business. A bad relationship." She murmured, almost inaudible over the cars engine.

"Sorry." Finn said, half-heartedly when it became clear that was the last Addison was going to contribute

"Your turn." Addison offered, sounding sad, despite her best efforts not to.

"You know Jesse St. James?" Addison couldn't help the sharp gasp that happened at the mention of her ex-boyfriend. "Of course you do." Finn passed over her reaction without a second glance. "I sang that song to his girlfriend while he was in San Diego."

"Oh."

"It was pretty bad." Finn said, laughing nervously.

"I'll bet." Addison replied distantly. Truthfully, she was remembering the San Diego trip. The beach, Sea World. Addison couldn't help the tears the fought their way into her eyes.

"Oh look, we're here." She said, melancholy taking over the indifference in her voice. "Thanks for the ride Finn." Addison pushed the door open, and stepped out onto the driveway.

"Hey, you want a ride tomorrow? I'm sure Kurt won't mind." Addison smiled, and shook her head.

"See that?" She pointed behind Finn to the curb, where a blue Porsche sat practically glowing despite the clouds over head. "That's mine. It was a gift."

"Maybe you should give me a ride?" Addison couldn't help but laugh, and she found that it pushed some of her sadness away.

"See you later Finn. Thanks again." She said before walking to her front door, and going inside.

Addison watched Finn pull out of her driveway, and into his own with a heavy heart. How could things get so confusing, so very fast?

So, you know, let me know what you think. I promise I'll have another chapter up soon.

xoxo

Belle