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My updates are going to be a little slower from here on out, sorry. I blame school, work, and 'Chicago' rehearsals, but I'll be updating as often and quickly as i possibly can. Anyway, have you guys heard 'You're Mine' yet? It's magic, like really, AMAZING. What did you guys think?

"All I knew this morning when I woke, is I know something now, know something now I didn't before. And all I've seen since 18 hours ago is green eyes and freckles and your smile in the back of my mind making me feel like I just wanna know you better, know you better, know you better now."

-from 'Everything has Changed'

Rachel sat up in bed at the sound of her alarm clock, the bright smile still very present on her face. She threw her legs over the side of the bed, hopping down gently and grabbing up her things. Getting ready had become somewhat of an event for her lately, she put much more effort into her appearance than she ever used to. A few people had even commented on the slight changes; the curled hair, the trendier wardrobe (thanks to Brit and Tana) and the slightly over eager outlook. She would never admit it to anyone, but there was a very good reason for it all.

Finn.

She couldn't quite describe it, but somehow their relationship seemed to have changed since her first party last weekend. Maybe it was the way he'd been so sweet to her, or maybe it was the repressed feelings just finally having built up and now spilling over, but she couldn't deny that her feelings towards him had taken a huge shift. He been the star of her dreams almost every night since; holding her hand as they walked through the U.C, bending over her showing her how to shoot something, lying in his arms in her tiny bed entwined in the others arms, they were all just some of the fantasies she had been entertaining.

The only problem was, she had no idea how he felt. Sure, it seemed like she caught him staring at her frequently, and she could swear that he was flirting with her sometimes, but she just couldn't be sure. He still flocked to the windows when girls would walk by, he hadn't really made any kind of move on her either, but things just felt different. It was all so confusing. Brittany had told her that she should be the one to make the move, let him know how she was feeling, but she couldn't build up the nerve. Finn was gorgeous, and funny, and she knew for a fact that he could have about any girl he wanted, he just chose not to. She couldn't do something to jeopardize their friendship, especially if he really didn't feel the same way about her.

So each day was the same. She prepared herself in the morning, dressing in her cutest outfits, curling her hair to casual perfection, and applied very minimal makeup, just enough to look natural. She would go to classes, then immediately rush out and to The Playground. Even when Finn didn't have to work he was there, every time. They would shoot pool together, or Ping Pong since he'd been trying to teach her that game, and they would just hang out, flirting (she thought) perfectly blissful in their confusing relationship. It worked for her, at least for now. She didn't want to push her luck with Finn. And today would be no different, so she pulled back the shower curtain and stepped inside, eager to set off on her pattern.

"What do you mean you don't know if you're going out this weekend?" Puck cried from the other side of the table, propping himself up with his stick while Rachel knocked in the seven ball. "I wanted to party with you and your friends, I missed out last weekend."

"I wouldn't exactly call what you did 'missing out' Puck. Finn said you had quite the time with the girl you abandoned him for." She couldn't help but frown slightly as she said his name, looking around the room for him out of habit. He never missed any of their practices, but he was nowhere to be found today. She didn't ask anyone where he was, but the thought kept nagging at the back of her mind. She missed him.

"Oh yeah, damn that was a good party" he grinned with a wink. "Did Finn give you the story?"

"He spared me all of the gory details actually, he said you'd much rather enjoy telling it yourself."

"Smart man. Do you know where he is today?"

"No" she squeaked, "you haven't talked to him?"

"Nah, not today."

"Do you think I should text him? You know, let him know that the teams wondering about him" she asked quickly, taking a look around the room and Mike, Tina, Blaine and Will all playing in their own practice matches. "I should shouldn't I? Will's bound to ask about him" she finished, pulling out her phone to compose a quick message to him.

Where are you?

"Sure, whatever. So this chick from the party" he starts, putting down his stick as Rachel sank the eight ball in. He paused, waiting for her to give him her full attention and she rolled her eyes, putting her stick down and turning her biggest eyes on him. "Okay, so she's grinding all over me right? I mean throwing it around like she was a stripper or something. Then right there on the middle of the dance floor this chick reaches down into my pants and starts playing with Puck Jr. You know me, once it gets started I'm sure as hell finishing, so I picked her up and took her to one of the empty bedrooms. I tried to return the favor and stick my hand up her skirt, but she knocked my hands away and dropped down to her knees-"

"What is it with you and oral sex?" Rachel cut in, rolling her eyes. "I swear, I've heard more about the act of fellatio from you than I could've gotten from watching any amount of pornography."

"What can I say, when it's this good the ladies can't keep their lips off it" he winked. "You shouldn't be complaining, after all this knowledge I'm supplying you with you should be a pro at it when you finally get back in the sack."

Rachel simply rolled her eyes at him, doubting that would be happening any time soon.

"So anyway, she starts sucking, like a freaking vacuum cleaner. Then, she gets up and lays down on her back on the bed, telling me to fuck her mouth while she laid there. Hell yeah, right?" he added, noting her widened eyes. "So I did, skullfucked her until she started choking. I felt kinda bad so I pulled out and she flipped over on her stomach, told me to let her try it that way. Long story short, she sucked me off from about every direction and position you could even dream of, until I finally busted. Then I left."

Rachel placed a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her laughter before she gasped. "You just left? After that, you just walked out?"

"Well yeah."

"God you're such a jerk" she scolded, shaking her head at him.

"Hey, in my defense she passed out as soon as she finished swallowing" he said, laughing at her wince.

"That's still a terrible thing to do. Finn would've-"

"Done the same damn thing whether she was awake or not, probably patted her on the head or something" he finished, turning just in time to miss Rachel's crestfallen face. "You should hear some of his stories."

"You don't feel guilty about it at all?"

"Nope. See, girls know what they're asking for when they get all slutted up and go out like that. They-"

"I didn't! I dressed up slightly risque and got drunk, but I didn't have any kind of bad intentions."

"Yeah, but you're a special case, kind of like an exception. Usually, they wear those clothes, and the insane shoes, and they get trashed knowing good and well that some guy's going to try and get in their pants; some part of them wants it. They feel lonely, or self conscious and want to be wanted, or maybe they just like to party and fuck. It's as simple as that. So when I sneak out on a girl I'm really just playing my part in her little scheme, giving her what she needs for the night, then disappearing so she doesn't have to deal with the awkwardness or regret in the morning. I'm kind of doing her a favor."

"Wow" she said in awe of the logic behind his explanation, it made more sense than she wanted to admit. It was still wrong though.

"You'll think a little differently of the whole 'sneaking out' thing now huh?"

Rachel shrugged as her phone beeped and she looked down to find a text from Finn. Hopefully, the smile stretching across her face wouldn't give her away.

I'm covering at the shop for my step-dad. Why, miss me?

"So Finn's just as bad as you are huh?" she asked, feigning nonchalance. "He never tells me any of his whore stories" she said, typing back her reply.

Puck did. I didn't think he was going to make it through practice without you, poor guy. I don't know why.

"God, he wouldn't have the time to enlighten you" Puck chuckled before turning his eyes on her. "I'm just kidding really, he's not that bad, I mean it's not like he's a walking STD or anything, we're both always careful. He just doesn't believe in keeping strings, so once he's in, he's out. I don't think I've known him to go back for seconds in three years" Puck said thoughtfully. "I don't really blame him though, dude's took a lot of shit from women in the past, he knows his limits."

"What do you mean?" she pressed, more than eager to find out about Finn's shady past.

"Okay guys, huddle up" Will called from the next table, waving his hands for the group to gather round. She sighed as Puck walked away, shrugging his shoulders. She picked up her stick hanging it back up in it's place on the wall as she checked her phone again.

Cause he had to deal with you alone :P Is practice over?

Rachel scowled as she typed back a quick yes, feeling Will's eyes on her. She stuck the phone into her back pocket as she made her way over to the group.

"Good work today guys, I gotta say you've all come a long way and I'm proud of you" he said, reaching out to place a hand on Tina's shoulder. But we've got to get even better. December isn't too far in the future, I want you guys to be well prepared for it." Rachel beamed at her teammates, seeing the excitement register on their faces as well. She couldn't believe they would be going to their first big tournament so soon. They really had all been working hard though, she knew they would be ready. "So from now on, I want you guys in here as often as possible, practicing until your arms fall off and crawl away" he joked. "No, but seriously, we need to take this serious. This could be a big thing for us if we place, some of us could even make it to Nationals, so keep that in mind alright?"

They all nodded eagerly as he clapped Blaine on the shoulder as well, calling the practice to an end. She pulled out her phone, opening her new message.

Tell Puck to bring you to the shop, I want you both to see my new toys

She lifted an eyebrow, but nonetheless took off to grab Puck. "Hey! What are you about to do?"

"Shoot a few more games I guess. Why? Did you want to put your fellatio knowledge to the test?" he teased, making her roll her eyes.

"I'll pass. Finally heard from Finn, he wants us to come by the shop. He says he has new toys to show us."

"That's where he's been. Well it's about time!" Puck said, pulling his keys off of the table. "You ready?"

"What is the toy?"

"You'll see. It's going to be a lot of fun."

She couldn't resist the carefree smile on her friends face anymore than she could resist the chance to see Finn. "Let's go" she said, typing again.

We're on our way.

"This is the shop" Rachel asked as they pulled up to a large building, seated in what looked like the middle of nowhere. There were stretches of wide open land surrounding the shop and what looked like trails going into the woods not far away, disappearing. She had never felt more like she was really in the country, not even when they stopped by the pond to fish sometimes.

"Yepp, and those would be the toys" Puck answered, pulling up into a space directly in front of the building. She followed his gazing, finding two large four wheelers sitting across from them.

"Whoa..." she whispered, almost bouncing in her seat from the excitement. She had definitely never been on one of those before. Motorcycles had always seemed scary to her, she would never dream of riding one of those. But this, this she could definitely handle, especially if Finn was her driver.

Right on cue he walked out the side door of the shop, a pair of goggles in his hand. He was wearing a black tee shirt, old holey jeans, boots, a thick camoflouge jacket, and his usual heart melting smile. He could've easily posed as the 'hot country boy' in any magazine. "Check it out dude" he called to Puck, running his hand over the closest mobile. "The last piece finally came in."

"Did you assemble this?" Rachel asked finally, taking a step closer to inspect the red four wheeler as well.

"Not really. It started messing up last year so me and my step-dad have been working on it together, fixing it up" he told her.

"That's sweet."

"Not as sweet as its gonna be to finally get to ride it again" Puck cried, opening his door and pulling a pair of goggles like Finn's from the back of his car.

"Do you wanna ride Rach?" Finn asked, looking down at her.

"Heck yes I want to ride!" she squealed, clapping her hands excitedly. "Let's go!"

Finn chuckled at her as he slid the goggles onto his face. "This is going to be another first for you isn't it?" She nodded excitedly at him. "I thought so. We need to get you some goggles" he said, motioning for her to follow him into the shop.

He walked around, checking in some drawer while she stood patiently waiting. When he came back, he didn't have goggles, but he had a pair of sunglasses. "I don't have anymore goggles, but you can wear my shades. They'll be just as good to protect your eyes."

"Thank you" she said, taking the shades from his hand and sliding them into place. "I'll look much cuter anyway, without those big bulky goggles."

"Oh yeah, and you'll look super hot when the bugs start sticking to your mouth" he added seriously, turning his back to her and walking out of the shop.

"What?!"

"Joking Rach" he laughed. "Do you wanna ride with me, or with Puck?" he asked, stepping up the red mobile while Puck stood by the black one, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

"Um, I'll ride with you" she answered, looking down at her feet so that he couldn't see her blush. "No offense Puck" she added, grinning up at him as she threw his line from last weekend back at him.

"None taken. I'm a lot rougher to ride than Hudson over there anyway" he added with a devilish smirk while Finn flipped him the bird. Puck laughed out loud, sliding the goggles down onto his face. "See you suckers!" he called, started up the engine with a roar and speeding off down the dirt road.

Finn stepped onto the four wheeler easily, then reached out a hand for Rachel. She took it and threw her let over the seat, straddling him from behind. "Hold on tight Rach" he instructed. "The wind is gonna get kinda cold hitting you, so-" he paused, looking back to find her bare armed. He jumped down from the mobile, rushing off towards the shop quickly returning with one of this hoodies. "Put this on. I know it's not really cold now, but once we get in the woods and the air is whipping at you, you'll wish you had it on."

She tried her hardest not to blush or grin like an idiot as she slipped the jacket over her. It completely swallowed her, but she wasn't going to complain about that. It was soft, and warm, and it smelled just like Finn. She was in Finn heaven.

He gave her a lopsided grin before pulling himself back onto the four wheeler to sit in front of her. "I felt you staring at my ass perv" he commented slyly as he started up the engine. The loud roar and shaking of the mobile beneath her stopped her before she could retaliate. "Hold on tight Rachel" he instructed again, looking back at her. She scooted closer to him, sticking her hands into the pockets of his jacket to hold on and keep her hands covered. She was so thankful that he couldn't see her face, because she knew her beaming smile and blush would definitely give her away.

The motor purred beneath them, and suddenly they shot forward. She squealed in delight into his back, balling her hands into fists inside his pockets. Feeling bold, she opened her eyes, peeking over his shoulder to watch as they rode. They weren't actually going as fast as she thought they were, but it was fast enough. The shop was disappearing behind them steadily as they traveled one of the dirt roads. She beamed as they rode, looking down in front of Finn at the speedometer. They were only going 20 so far, and she wanted more. "Go faster Finn" she said loudly into his ear, squeezing him around the middle. She saw his smile widen, and immediately felt them start to accelerate. She laughed out loud, watching the wind blow through Finn's already wild hair.

They flew down the dirt road, and she couldn't tear her eyes away from the scene. It was exhilarating riding so fast, feeling the wind slapping her from the sides, squeezing him tight when he would make a turn. She could hear his own deep laughter bubbling up from in front of her, and that in itself made the experience even better.

They rode and rode, traveling down the long dirt road, following a path through the woods. The trees were gorgeous; it was fall now and they were all the orange and red color, leaves fallen everywhere, the rustic scene was the picture of beauty as they flew through it. Finally when they cleared the forest, entering another wide open stretch, Finn brought the four wheeler to a stop and cut off.

"What are you doing" she cried, confused when he reached in to remove her hands from his pockets. When he'd pulled them out, he lifted himself off and stood beside her, his head still a few inches above hers.

"I have to pee" he stated casually, walking off towards one of the trees in the distance.

"Really Finn? Eww" she said, rolling her eyes at him.

"Nature calls. Don't peek perv" he called, disappearing behind the tree. She turned away from him, trying to ignore any sounds coming from his direction. Finally he returned, walking straight up to her and cupping her face with his wet hand. She almost smiled, shocked at the intimate gesture until she realized, it was his wet hand.

"Eww, gross!" she screeched, leaning away from him as she slapped at him.

"Ewww you're nasty, you got pee all over your face" he called, laughing out loud at her. She was about ready to punch him, when he held up the tiny bottle of hand sanitizer. Jerk. "It's just hand sanitizer, you make it too easy" he laughed, drying the excess hand sanitizer off of his hands.

"I don't know why I still hang out with you, you're such a pain." she chided, crossing her arms.

"Cause you love me" he grinned, tickling her sides. "Now come on, I'm gonna make it up to you" he announced, placing his hand at the small of her back, setting her skin on fire yet again. He really must be some sort of witch or something, it just wasn't normal to have this kind of reaction to a person. She had literally been ready to kill him just two seconds ago.

"Do you want to drive?" She choked on her air for a second, shocked at his idea. He teased her on a regular basis for not being a good driver ever since he found out her dads wouldn't let her bring her car on campus because she didn't exactly have the best track record, yet here he was about to let her drive his four wheeler. She nodded wordlessly, giving him a megawatt smile as he pushed her forward until she was seated right in front of the handle bars.

"I'm going to help you to start" he said, placing his hands over hers on the steering wheel. "Don't start off too fast, gradually accelerate, alright? Keep a tight hold on the bars, this is the brake" he instructed, pointing to it. She took a deep breath as she absorbed the information, her heart racing. "Just relax, I'm right behind you" he said, lowering his hands to wrap around her waist. "Whenever you're ready, go."

She nodded to herself, starting up the motor. She jumped a little, and heard him chuckling behind her, so she took a deep breath and pushed the gas. The mobile jumped forward, moving them down the road. "I'm doing it!" she cried to the air, not about to turn her head away from the road in front of her. She didn't want to mess this up.

She maintained her steady, slightly slow pace, driving them around the open field until Finn leaned into her ear. "You got it, go faster Rach." She applied more pressure to the gas, shooting them forward even faster, her heart pounding in her ears. This was beyond fun. She laughed out loud as she applied more pressure, then more, laughing maniacally as they flew down the road. She drove them in circles, all over the open land, only stopping to catch her breath.

Rachel brought the four wheeler to a stop, shutting off the motor at the edge of the open field. "That was amazing" she cried, swinging her body around to look at Finn. His long arms, folded around her waist never even moved as she turned.

"I know, you actually did really good. I'm proud" he said, patting at imaginary tears.

"I can't believe you let me drive" she continued, not allowing him to damper her excitement.

"I know, I must be crazy."

"Nope, you just love me" she teased with an exaggerated smile, throwing his words back at him.

"I love my Mom and my Grandma, that's it for me when it comes to women" he answered immediately, unwrapping his arms and flicking her on the nose. "But you're like, my favorite girl if that counts."

"Why do you say things like that?"

"Cause it's true."

"Did you have an extremely horrendous ex or something?"

"Try a couple of them" he answered, stretching out his hands to pop his knuckles. "Let's see, I had two girlfriends in high school, and both of them cheated on me. One of them got pregnant and tried to push it off on me, lied to my face and made me feel guilty for weeks until I found out the truth. The next one, I even gave a second chance after she cheated, then what do you know, she did it again. After that I lost my V card to one of the cheerleaders, which was admittedly pretty awesome, but it turned out she was just using me to push herself up on the squad. After that, I've just kind of said screw 'em all, you know?" he finished, shrugging his shoulders. "I always seemed to get the short end of the stick, but not anymore, I control the situation."

Rachel stared at him as his words attacked her ears. She could hear the ancient pain behind his words, see the scars in his eyes as he reflected about his past. She couldn't be for certain, but it didn't seem like he talked about this very often. "I'm so sorry Finn, that all sounds so terrible."

"Yep" was his eloquent reply as he stepped down from the four wheeler. "I'll drive us back."

"You know, all women aren't like that though, you shouldn't hold it against them all" she said gently, scooting back into her original seat as he stared out at the land.

"Yeah, well I've seen enough to be pretty confident in my assessment" he retorted. "Why are we even talking about this? My love life doesn't matter, we should be talking about yours. Heard from Josh lately?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow at her.

She didn't want the conversation to end there, but she knew Finn, she knew she couldn't push him on the matter, she would never get anywhere. "The guy from the party?"

"Yeah, you know, the one that said you tasted so good" he crooned, licking his lips at her.

"Oh God, I'd almost forgotten about that. I'll probably never see him again" Rachel said, rolling her eyes as Finn stepped back up onto the mobile, seating himself between her thighs.

"Do you have any plans for this weekend" he asked suddenly, peering at her over his shoulder.

"Um, no I don't think so." Well, not going home again this weekend. She was going to forget what her dads looked like. Oh well, at least she had Skype.

"Do you know what this weekend is?"

"Oh!" she cried as the realization hit her. "You cross into the Fraternity this weekend" she recited, proud of herself for remembering his exciting event.

"Yep, and we're throwing a party. You should come."

"I don't know...I'll think about it" she teased, knowing that as soon as she got to her dorm she was going straight to Brittany and Tana for a shopping trip.

"Josh will be there" he added, grinning at her.

"Oh well in that case" she smiled, rolling her eyes at him. "You know, you still haven't told me if you're going to come to my acting recital at the end of the semester, I need a cheering section" she told him, giving him the eye as he rolled his.

"Raaaach, theater shit is boring, you can't make me go to that. I don't care about Shakespeare and all that stuff."

"One, I should chop you in the throat for that asinine statement, Theater is wonderfully entertaining. And two, we're not doing Shakespeare and stuff, we get to choose out own monologues to showcase."

"Really?"

"Yes, and I can assure you that all of my pieces will be modern when I decide on my theme."

"What do you mean?"

"We choose a major theme, and all of the monologues that we select will correspond to it somehow."

"Oh, oh okay" he said, nodding his head. "You should pick insanity, you could definitely pull that off" he suggested, arching his back as she shot her tiny fist into it. "My point exactly."

"Jerk, I take it back, you're UN-invited to my recital. It's okay, Puck will come, I like him better than you anyway" she shot at him, sticking out her tongue.

"Ouch Rach, right in the heart" he said, raising his hand to the affected area. "I tell you what, you come to my crossing party, and I'll go to your little showcase recital thing. Deal" he asked, turning in his seat to stick his hand out to her.

"Deal" she answered, taking the hand, letting the warmth of it seep into her, making her whole arm tingle.

"Cool." He gave her a dazzling smile, making other parts of her body tingle as well. "Now, let's get you back to your precious Puck" he said, turning around and starting up the motor once again. She stuck her hands into his pockets, leaning her face against his back, completely content to rest it there as she watched the world zoom around her. Her face seemed to fit perfectly into the dip between his shoulders perfectly anyway.

She tightened her arms around his middle as he sped up, smiling into his jacket. She could only dream of what this party would be like the coming weekend, it might be start of something new for the both of them.

Thanks for reading! I hope you are still enjoying, we've still got quite a way to go!

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