Chapter Six

Both teens came home and contemplated whether or not they should log on to the chatroom. On one hand, Finn missed his mysterious girl and wanted desperately for her to reveal her identity, but did't want to come on too strong or make her feel uncomfortable. Rachel, on the other hand, wanted to talk to Finn but was afraid of being interrogated and had to leave for her audition in an hour and a half. Thankfully, teenage hormones got the best of both of them and they logged on at the same time. Finn was first to open up a chatroom.

QUARTERBACK: I'm sorry.

ALOSTSTAR: For what?

QUARTERBACK: Lying to you. I thought this would just be a one-time thing and I could get away with pretending I was someone I'm not. But there's something here between us. I should have told you when I first realized that.

ALOSTSTAR: Oh gosh, please don't apologize. I'm not mad at you. Protecting your identity on the internet is smart, Finn.

QUARTERBACK: Okay, good.

QUARTERBACK: Can I ask you something?

ALOSTSTAR: Anything.

QUARTERBACK: If you're not mad, why'd you run away today in the hallway?

ALOSTSTAR: I don't want you to know who I am. What if you don't like what you see?

QUARTERBACK: Try me.

ALOSTSTAR: At this point I figured it would have added up for you. I mean, considering my name. The fact that I have an audition tomorrow. Who's the one girl in your school who is morally obsessed with fame and herself?

QUARTERBACK: Rachel Berry?

QUARTERBACK: No freaking way.

ALOSTSTAR: I'm honestly not sure how I should be taking your response.

QUARTERBACK: I mean, you're in an online chatroom, and you let me eat you out in an abandoned theatre. It doesn't seem like you.

ALOSTSTAR: And you've spoken to me how many times in school? You know nothing about me, Hudson.

QUARTERBACK: Well, I know you were voted "Most Annoying" for two consecutive years. But damn, Rach, if only they could see your kinky side.

ALOSTSTAR: Not an award that I'm proud of, but even the lamest of school girls need to let loose every once in a while.

QUARTERBACK: You're not lame. Don't say that about yourself.

ALOSTSTAR: Oh, I know. It's okay. I know who I am. The fact that everyone else depicts me based on my flaws is their problem.

QUARTERBACK: You're cool, Rachel.

Just then, Rachel heard her phone ring and picked it up to answer.

"Finn?" she asked, noticing the Caller ID.

"Come over. I miss you, and I want to see you."