Rachel Berry
Spending your time wisely has always been easy for you. It brings you comfort when you do something productive.
But it's summer and you feel useless.
In classes, you are always the first one to submit an assignment, or the first one to raise her hand. You like to know things, and you like being right. When you're taking a test, it makes you happy- because you know the answers and no one judges you for it. You are free to be a know-it-all and no one can get mad at you for that. You miss it. So you decided to spend more time with your boyfriend.
You thought it would be a great idea to plan a picnic. You know Finn likes food and outdoors, so it's a great idea.
You hum to yourself as you fix the picnic basket. You've decided to be more traditional so you packed a checkered blanket, a few sandwiches, and lemonade. You picked peanut butter and jelly because you recall Finn saying it was his favorite sandwich.
You call him and ask him what time he was picking you up.
He forgot.
You try not to be mad, but it's pointless. You worked hard to plan this, and yet he forgot. You called him to let him know, you did everything according to your plan, but he ruined it. He ruined your summer. You know you're being dramatic but you can't help but feel this way.
He apologizes. And you put down the phone. You're too angry to speak to him.
Finn texts you and tells you that you never called him about the picnic.
You laugh at his lie and don't reply.
Tearing, you unpack the sandwiches and put in the refrigerator. That's why you didn't want to have an inattentive boyfriend- they always disappoint.
You feel sleepy all of a sudden so you take a nap. Sleeping has always made you feel better.
When you wake up, you realize your mistake. You forgot to call him. It wasn't his fault, it was yours. And then you cried. You didn't know what was worse, you being mean to the person you loved or you being wrong.
You decided to swallow your pride and call him to apologize.
He didn't answer.
You cried some more. You hurt him and he's mad. He probably doesn't want to see you. You destroyed your relationship with the only boy you've truly loved. You didn't like crying but your tears wouldn't stop.
The doorbell rang and you ignored it.
It rang again and again and again so you had no choice but to wipe your tears and answer the door.
You were expecting a salesman or a neighbor. You did not expect your boyfriend holding a picnic basket.
"What are you doing here?" You ask him, surprised.
"I'm sorry." He says. "I know I'm not the best boyfriend, and I'm sorry for forgetting the picnic." He smiles warmly but frowns when he sees your face.
"Have you been crying? Rachel, is it because I forgot?" He asks worriedly.
"No!" You shout at him, forgetting your manners. "It's my fault, Finn. You didn't forget… I did. I forgot to call you. I'm so sorry!" You sob.
He puts down the basket and engulfs you in a huge hug.
"Is that why you're crying?" He asks, amusement in his voice.
"Yes." You admit, wiping the tears once again.
"Why?"
"I thought you were mad. I thought you were going to- you know." You say nervously.
"No. What? Break up with you?" He jokes and you start tearing again.
"Rachel!" he exclaims, pulling you closer. "You know I would never break up with you over that." He reassures you.
"I didn't know!" You shout, suddenly defensive.
"I'm not mad, okay?"
You nod.
"Are we okay?" He asks.
You nod.
"Can I kiss you?"
You laugh but nod anyway.
After a small detour (you guys made out on the couch), you're on your way to the picnic.
It may not be your plan, and it may not be your sandwiches, but it was okay (sort of, the lemonade was a bit bland).
And as you turn to beam at him, he smiles back, and you know that you've made the right decision.
He may not be attentive, you think, but he loves you. And that's enough.
FIN
Author's Note:
Hi! I tried something different (Rachel's POV, writing style, etc.)
I got inspired by The Thrust That Can't Fly. She said, "How can you NOT think of Finchel picnicking when you think of a fun, Glee summer?"
And I did think about it (briefly)! You see, I thought it was a bit overused (there's no thingy on the e of cliche) if I did a one-shot about them in a park, so I made it my own. It's kind of dramatic (it's Rachel) and I think it has a nice lesson. Haha.
Hope you enjoyed it, gleeks! :)
-Dre (with the thingy on top of the e)
Also, I wanna give a shout-out to MaroonFox. She (I think you're a girl) has encouraged me to expand my Finchel stories and I just want to thank her for being supportive, encouraging, and for welcoming me into the Glee archive. :)