A/N: Let me know how you like it so far! :) I'm also not sure if this is going to have a set publishing schedule or not yet. Maybe once I get more written, but for now i'm just going to sporadically post it as I go.

It wasn't long until they were all back at their table. Mike had shown up sometime between them being up at the stage and them returning to the table. They were talking with Rachel over this audition and when it would be. Rachel shrugged. She actually had no idea when it would be. She would worry about that sometime within the next week.

"What's up my man?" Rachel heard from over her head as Puck stood up, giving the drummer of the band a pound hug.

"Finn, my dude. You guys killed it!" Puck said as Finn took a seat next to him.

Finn glanced over at Quinn. "Quinn. Always a pleasure." He said politely as Quinn nodded in agreement. He then looked over at Tina and Rachel. His eyes quickly fell on Rachel, but she looked down at her drink when this happened.

"Finn, this is Tina Cohen-Chang and Rachel Berry." Quinn said to him. "They're my really good friends from back at NYADA." She said. Quinn then looked over at the two. "This is Finn Hudson."

Finn reached over, shaking hands with Tina and then Rachel. Rachel's heart fluttered at his touch.

"Nice to meet you." Rachel said quietly before nervously looking away once more. He was very handsome, to say the least. His voice was husky sounding, yet smooth. The more he talked, the more infatuated with him Rachel became. She shook the thought off. 'Don't be silly, don't be desperate. What if he had a girlfriend? Someone like him had too.' All these thoughts ran through her mind as they all talked and laughed around her.

She stood abruptly, as everyone looked over at her. "Sorry…" she said quietly. "I'll be right back." She then said, before turning to walk away. As she approached the bar, she took out her phone, dialing an old friend's number.

She ordered a glass of Merlot as she waited for an answer. When there was none, she hung up, throwing the phone back in her pocket as she brought her hand to her chin, waiting patiently.

"What're you drinking?" Finn's voice said from behind her as he took a seat next to her.

She looked over at him. "Merlot." She said quietly.

"Well, it's on me." Finn said politely.

Rachel smiled, shaking her head. "No, that's okay."

Finn shrugged. "It's no big deal." He replied. He watched her as she looked down. There was something about this girl. He may not know what, but he knew that much. "Uh…is everything okay?" he then asked, feeling stupid immediately after it came out of his mouth.

Rachel looked up. "Oh, yes, yes. I'm sorry. I'm fine." She said nervously.

Finn began to laugh lightly. "This place isn't your thing is it?"

Rachel laughed, covering her face. "Oh God no. Am I that obvious?"

Finn smiled. His grin was kind of lopsided. Rachel found it very cute. "A little." He confessed as she laughed once more.

Just then her phone began to go off. She quickly took it out of her pocket glancing at the screen. She looked up at Finn. "I'm so sorry." She apologized before standing, turning in the other direction to take the call. "Blaine, hey! One moment." She said loudly as she walked away.

Finn shrugged and watched her go. Was that a boyfriend or something? He didn't see why not. She was beautiful, in a unique way. She definitely didn't have the Hollywood look that most girls strived to achieve living in a place like that, but that's what he liked. She didn't go on and on about materialistic things like most girls he would meet at bars after shows; she was quiet. She didn't seem to be looking for fame or a casual hook up just to get in the business somehow. She just seemed….real. He shook the thoughts off as he grabbed the beers he had ordered from the bartender; bringing them back to the table.

Rachel walked out the front door to the bar where she could speak to Blaine in a quieter environment, though people were walking by left and right. "Okay, sorry about that. Hey!" she said enthusiastically as she began to pace.

"Hey!" Blaine Anderson said through the other line. She had met him while at NYADA, and they had instantly become close friends. "Sorry I couldn't get back to you earlier, I was actually on a date." He said.

"You were?" Rachel exclaimed. "And…?

Blaine made a eh sound. "He wasn't really my type."

Rachel laughed. "You'll find the perfect guy soon babe." She said.

Blaine laughed. "I could say the same for you! How is California? Are you loving it or are you loving it?"

"I am definitely loving it. You have to come out here as soon as you can!" Rachel said.

"You know I'll try as soon as I can." Blaine had been working on Broadway as well, just not in the same show as Rachel but rather How to Succeed in Business. "So what's up baby doll?" Blaine asked.

"I just need some friendly advice from someone who would be honest with me." Rachel began.

"Is everything okay?" Blaine then asked.

"Oh yes, of course. It's just… I'm at this bar right now with Quinn and Tina and their boyfriends and well Puck knows this band of guys that just played…" she began to explain. "….and the drummer, Puck's longtime friend…he's the cutest guy ever." She finally said.

"And? Go for it!" Blaine said.

Rachel sighed. "You know it's not that easy."

"And why not?" he asked.

Rachel shrugged, walking past a couple of people waiting for a cab. "You know how I am."

Blaine laughed. "Yeah but once someone gets you talking there's no going back."

"But he just makes me nervous!" she said suddenly.

"Isn't that a good thing? Just go in there and be yourself! You have confidence when it comes to everything else, so why not with this?" he asked.

He had a point. "You're right."

"You really are terrible when it comes to this stuff." He said laughing.

She laughed back. "I know!"

"Go back in there right now little lady! Just text or call me later." He then instructed.

Rachel laughed before saying her goodbyes. She took a deep breath when she entered the bar again, heading back up to the table.

"Well hello there stranger!" Quinn said looking up at Rachel.

"I'm so sorry guys." She said taking her seat. She glanced over at Finn who smiled at her slowly before returning to the conversation he was having with Puck and Mike.

She looked over at Quinn who was studying her, wide eyed.

"What?" Rachel said to her without actually speaking.

Quinn shook her head before grabbing Puck's hand. "Let's go dance!" she said standing, pulling him with her. Tina and Mike instantly followed, leaving Rachel and Finn at the table.

Rachel took a deep breath looking up from her wine glass; Blaine's words ringing in the back of her mind. "Care to dance?" she asked politely.

Finn shook his head, laughing. "No that's okay. I don't dance."

Rachel smiled. "Now we have too." She said.

Finn looked at her. "I can't dance. At all."

Rachel shrugged. "So what?"

Finn kept looking at her as she smiled. She had a very pretty smile. "Fine." He said standing, reaching for her hand.

She grabbed his hand, another feeling of butterflies surging through her entire body as they headed out near the others. "You're very tall." She said looking up at him.

He smiled looking down at her. "And you're very short."

She laughed. Finn was thrown off by her laugh slightly. It was the complete opposite of how she had been acting all night. She was shy and quiet, but her laugh wasn't. It wasn't loud in a bad way; it was the type of laugh that would make everyone else in a room laugh along with her. It was definitely contagious and it definitely made her that much cuter.

"Here, I'll teach you something." She said, putting her hands on his sides. He really had to be over a foot taller than her. She looked up at him briefly, wondering how his large arms would feel wrapped around her; how amazing his hugs would be. She shook the thought off, looking down at their feet. "You've got to know the basics." She then said.

Finn laughed. "I do, but I have no rhythm whatsoever." he said, his large hands finding their way to her tiny sides.

They began to sway gently to the music that was far more upbeat to what they were doing, but they didn't care. He looked down at their feet constantly, making sure he didn't step on her.

"Just relax." Rachel said gently, looking at him as his eyes found their way to hers.

They continued to dance for a while, until Quinn approached them. "Hey, it's getting late…" she said in Rachel's ear. Rachel looked over at her, nodding in agreement. "Okay, yeah..." she said, quickly releasing her hands from Finn's side.

"Well, this was fun." Rachel said quietly up to Finn as they walked out of the crowd of people dancing.

Finn nodded.

As the group made their way out of the bar, Rachel stopped looking up at Finn. "Thanks for a lovely evening. I had a lot of fun. And by the way you and your band…you guys are all ridiculously talented."

"Thanks." Finn said.

Rachel was hesitant for a moment. "Well…goodnight Finn Hudson." She said holding out her hand.

Finn shook her hand, feeling ridiculous. When she turned to walk away he watched her go. 'Say something you idiot.' He thought to himself.

"Wait!" he called out.

She stopped and turned, the cab door opened, waiting for her to enter.

He ran up to the car looking down at her. "What if I want to see you again." He said quietly.

She smiled up at him, thankfully making him feel less sheepish. "You will." She whispered. Without saying another word, she got into the cab, shutting the door slowly. She waved goodbye to him through the window as it pulled away, Finn watching until it was too far in the distance to be seen.

His hands in his pocket, he finally turned away walking up to Puck who hit him playfully on the back as they walked towards the bar parking lot around the corner.