JUST RIGHT

"I think we're meant to be." Rachel informed him one day.

Birds chirped loudly and the sun shined brightly. It was a perfect day.

"Oh." He smiled. "Why?"

"With my dominant attitude and your easy-going nature, we could control everything."

He had to laugh. He was in a great mood- it was a lovely day, he was in the park with his happy girlfriend, and they weren't planning anything (she hasn't mentioned Glee once).

"Control everything? What are you talking about, Rach?" He put his arm around her, continuing their stroll.

"School!" She announced, her smile big and bright.

He didn't respond (he didn't know what to say).

"Finn, we're the official Glee power couple now, and I know that we could be so much more. With your social ranking and my talent, we could be a real power couple!" She exclaimed, excited about her new idea.

"I don't have a social ranking." He mumbled.

She looked shocked and removed his arm around her.

"Of course you do, Finn. You're handsome and kind and people like you!"

"You're just saying that 'cause you're my girlfriend." He groaned.

"That's not true." She argued. "People do like you. Not just me and not just the Glee club."

He rolled his eyes. Rachel was sweet but she made a big deal out of everything. He wanted a drama-free day (which was unlikely because his girlfriend was Rachel Berry) so he took her hand and squeezed it (in an effort to calm her down).

She didn't.

"Majority of the girls like you, and only those silly jocks make fun of you." She continued. "And those jocks don't have brains or heart, so their opinion doesn't matter."

He sighed. "What's your point?"

"My point is!" she glared at him, "People like you. Hence you are popular."

He knew there was no point in arguing with her so he agreed.

"Okay. Maybe you're right..." She beamed at him. "But why do you want to be popular so bad? We're gleeks. It's really hard to be cool again. Trust me, I've tried."

Couples passed by, holding hands.

"Finn, it is only my life-long dream to be famous." She sighed dramatically. "And I have to practice being popular during high school, so that I'll be prepared for the future. It's an excellent learning experience."

He laughed, planting a kiss on her forehead.

"You're really cute when you get crazy..." She looked touched. "Sometimes." She frowned but quickly regained her composure.

"Thank you. We need to do this, Finn. I could die-" He gave a knowing look. "Not a real death, of course. But I could die of emotional trauma! It's true, you know. People can die of depression- it's a well-known fact."

He stopped walking and turned to face her.

"You're over-thinking this." He said gently.

"I am not!" she defended herself. "I'm- it's only planning. I'm being strategic, not dramatic."

"I like us now." He admitted.

He did like them. If they tried to be popular, they would change. And it wouldn't be the same Rachel anymore. It would be a cooler Rachel. And that wasn't Rachel. Wow. He confused himself.

"Isn't that being selfish?" she asked him.

"And you aren't?" he replied.

She looked taken back and fixed her posture.

"I told you, I'm simply planning for my future. Is that so wrong?" Her face softened when she asked that last question and he knew there was something she was hiding.

Finn was horrible at comforting people, and he knew that. He didn't have a very good vocabulary and he says the wrong things. He usually ended up making things worse, especially with sensitive people (Kurt). Comforting Rachel was like Poker, you had a slight chance of winning. He hoped he would get lucky today.

He led her to a nearby bench and made her sit down.

Suddenly, the birds weren't chirping as loudly as before.

"Um." He started awkwardly. "What's wrong?"

He expected her to lie and say something like "No, I'm okay. Don't worry about me." But instead she went directly to the point.

"Everything's perfect except my popularity." She confessed.

He tried to be quick-witted when he was with Rachel- but sometimes (like now), he just fell short.

"What do you mean?" he had to ask.

"I mean my life is great except for-." She took out a bedazzled journal from her bag and handed it to him. "See?"

He opened the notebook and it read:

Goals for sophomore year:

Perfect my talent – 99%

Befriend the glee club – 70%

Have a boyfriend – 100%

Get good grades – 95%

Become popular – 0%

Win Regionals (it was scratched out and replaced with: "Get a lion to eat Jesse - still planning")

Finn wanted to smile (his girlfriend was funny in a crazy way) but at the same time, he was slightly scared.

"My goals are almost complete. Ms. Smith had to nerve to give my essay on gay rights a B+! She's obviously close-minded and I shouldn't take offense to that, but I do. You, Mercedes, Tina, and Artie are my friends. Mike and Matt don't mind me. Quinn is inconsistent, and Noah does care about me but doesn't like to show it." Finn shrugged (it was true). "Santana still dislikes me, for some reason, and Brittany is always confused, so I shouldn't take it personally. And Kurt, I don't know, I'm still trying to figure that out." She paused to breathe. "Obviously my talent is growing so there's no need to worry about that. Jesse is dead to me but I need to do something awful to him so that he will forever be ashamed. The only thing that I don't have is popularity. And Regionals." She frowned. "But there's still next year!" she finished enthusiastically.

He was silent for a moment or two before saying, "Wow. You're ambitious."

She smiled. "I am. I'm not asking for much, Finn. I just need you to cooperate. I already have our step-to-step procedure figured out." She said excitedly, turning to a page on her journal.

Hesitantly, he said "I'm sorry, Rachel. I- We can't do this. You'll change and things will be different."

He braced himself for yelling or her singing about her frustrations or something like that. Instead, she quietly said "Okay. If that's what you want."

"Wait... What?"

He was way beyond confused. He should've known by now that Rachel never ceased to surprise him (especially in this moment).

"I know I'm a bit… passionate with things that I want- and I can't force you to agree with me." She explained gently. "It's okay if you don't want to be part of my plan. It's your decision."

And that's why Finn fell for her in the first place. Sure she was annoying, talkative, intense, and ambitious. But she had a huge heart and she genuinely cared for other people (too much sometimes).

He started really liking her when she gave her underwear to that Jacob, stalker kid. She sacrificed her pride for him. And she was doing the same thing now. He knew she was ecstatic about her new plan, but she cared about his feelings more than her own goals.

So he made his decision.

"I'll do it." He announced suddenly.

Rachel's smile couldn't have been bigger (he loved the fact that he caused it).

"Oh my gosh! We're gonna have so much fun!" she exclaimed then giggled when she saw people staring at her.

He laughed along. Casually, he brought down his head and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Finn never knew it was possible to giggle and kiss at the same time. The vibrations tickled. And then he brought her closer. He wasn't sure why but he noticed that she wasn't that small anymore. Maybe her heart made up for her height? He didn't know.

It's not like she grew a couple of inches. She was definitely still a midget- but in his arms, she fit just right.

FIN

Author's Note:

I forgot the FIN in some chapters... :( So it's back! Haha. :)

Anyway. READERS! YOU GUYS ARE SOOOO AWESOME. I get email notifications everyday saying this:

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Yay! It seriously motivates me (especially reviews) to write more often. So thank you so much! *hugs everyone*

Anyway. I really liked this chapter. I think I made it sweet without it being cheezy. But you tell me! :)

Have a great day gleeks! :D