That's it! I could be a freaking alien! Or somewhat of one. Finn likes to call it, being immortal. Hearing that confession was probably the only , somewhat, highlight of my week. Sure Quinn was still madly in love with Finn, but that didn't change the admiration he has for me. Especially after our 'celebration' last night.

I unlocked my locker as Kurt went on about the schools next original play called "Loves Light Goes Out". He was planning on audition for the lead male role, who was a hybrid that fell in love with a human and has a choice to either be apart of his true loves life and be shunned by his own kind or leave back to his original planet and live for eternity. Ironic isn't it.

"I think I'm fully prepared, I mean, there's no one else auditioning for Flynn anyways."

"Excuse me?"

"Flynn, he's the male lead."

Oh, how coincidental that Flynn is Finn with 2 added letters and it has the same plot lines as our lives do now!

"What's the female leads name?" I asked, then was followed by silence as Kurt began forming an idea in his head. "You're not thinking about auditioning with Finn were you?"

"Oh god no! It's a musical." My statement had offended Kurt somewhat, so I had to back my reasoning up. "I'm not the reputation type, remember?"

"It wouldn't be a bad reputation," Kurt defended as I grew agitated that he didn't understand my point.

"But I'm supposed to be the outcast; you're the one with the big name on Broadway. The stunning, young, male slash female icon. A musical would do no help for me, but it would bump up your status ranking." I'm not sure that what I just said made sense, but Kurt fell for it.

"You're right! Which means that I must push myself harder if I'm going to get that role!" Kurt strutted off, probably conjuring different ideas to equal his master plan in that play. I wouldn't be surprised if next period, in History, that he would have already came up with a mischievous plan to make sure he got into the callbacks.

I entered Criminal Justice eyeing my handsome boyfriend, his hair, bronze more than ever. Cheeks, fuller than the moon. Lips, sweet as sweet can be. And they're all mine. No room for sharing.

I ran up to him and lifted me into an embrace I would have died for in the times of need in the past few years. Thank goodness the attention was settle. People were chatting amongst themselves or warming up and doing exercises. "I don't know what it is, but every time I see you, I feel happier than ever," I lamely admitted as I was satisfied with the grin that shot onto his flawless face, right in between his perfectly sculpted cheekbones.

My head sunk into his chest and he tightened one arm around me as I glanced up at him. "Might have been one of the symptoms from the electric shock I gave you a couple of days ago." He teased as I instantly smiled at how strong the punctuation on 'shock' was. I glanced up at his face, lost in thoughts, knowing what he was thinking. "Don't be a perv," I playfully slapped him in the air as he let out a genuine chuckle and Mrs. Sylvester caught our attention. She announced the details to our next assignment, which was a partner project. But she would end up picking our partners based on how compatible our abilities are when we work together.

Finn and I shared a glance then I leaned into his side. It's been relaxing for the past couple of days, knowing your boyfriend isn't the psychopath you thought he was. We've been starting to act like a regular high school couple and I couldn't be happier.

"Get with a partner and warm-up, then I'll check on you guys in a few," Mrs. Sylvester informed as Finn and I began stretching. We did lunges followed with back bends that I learned that could actually soother a painful back. Finn held my waist as I flipped over from my bridge and did leg stretches. No matter what rigorous thing I did, one thing couldn't get off my mind. "You know the school's next play?" I asked Finn as he peered up at me from his toe touch. He scrunched his eyebrows and smiled, "Last time I checked, you're not the one to be into that type of stuff."

I held a blank expression, not exactly answering my question. "Anyways, yes, sounds familiar doesn't it?" He sarcastically remarked with a grin as I continued on. "Well the male lead so happens to be named, Finn."

"So?"

"So! It just so happens to be close to Finn!" I asked as he froze in a lunge position and I placed myself on top of his leg.

"Wow, sounds like I've got a stalker," Finn teased as I sat with my arms folded, deep in thought. Maybe it wasn't coincidental at all.

"Maybe it's those kids," I wondered.

"They have names, you know," Finn corrected as he began to arm stretches, still in lunging position with me keeping him down.

"Well yes, but I don't think that I should even be acquainted with the people who want my head cut off." I grew nervous, thinking that I might be oblivious to something. To reassure me, Finn wrapped an arm around my waist and took the rubber band from my hand, then began tying my hair back for me. Oddly, he does it better than I can.

"Quinn can be…nice. You just got to get to know her first," He stuttered, thinking over his words and checking to see if he used them correctly. I felt the tug on my scalp from his strong pull as he finally tightened the rubber band. Once my hair was up, I rose from his knee and straightened my shirt and yoga pants that I had bought specifically for this class. "Well, she hasn't exactly been flaunting that optimistic side of her yet."

Finn shrugged as Mrs. Sylvester returned and began to call out drills and we would get into fighting positions. One after the other, Finn and I shot different poses where we almost knocked the crap out of each other. Our last one was a headlock and I felt his neck stiffen as I wrapped my arms tightly but loose enough, around hic neck. My body placed behind him as it curved to match the arch of his body. My neck craned next to his head. "Now keep practicing those at home, because we have our end of they year exam coming up and there's a lot of creeps out there, better off knowing these drills," Mrs. Sylvester informed as she vanished from the room. Every one relaxed for the last couple of minutes as Finn and I held the same position until he rose and was practically giving me a piggy back ride in circles.

After becoming dizzy, he gently placed me on the ground and smiled, "You think that it could knock someone out?" He asked as my vision was still blurry and my eyes were still adjusting. I patted his chest, "You can count on it."

Us. Together. I can't get over of how…normal it all feels. In a good way. No secrets, worries or troubles. Well, for now."

...

After changing back into my regular drab, sneakers with a striped shirt and frayed pair of skinny jeans. I paced towards History and ended up finding Kurt and Jessie chatting in front of the classroom door. I wasn't sure who was behind the evil scheme of murdering me, but I had to act oblivious or I was in danger.

"Kurt? Did you fini-. Hello?" I faked my knowledge of him, and it seemed to be pulling off. Jessie caught sight of me and his eyes lit up in a non mischievous manor. He pulled up a smile to his face and gave a small wave. "Hi," he quietly spoke. I fumbled around the water bottle that was in my cold palms and turned to Kurt. "I'm guessing this is Jessie." Jessie shot Kurt a grin. "So you've spoken about me?" Jessie asked in a teasingly way. I wasn't exactly sure if he was gay or not and decided not to focus on that part just yet.

Kurt blushed and stuttered, "Psh, no. I mentioned that there was a new student and that you were one of them." He was obviously lying, but I had to get an understanding of Jessie myself. "Yeah, he did. How weird is it for 5 students to enroll on the same day." I took a sip of my water, hoping I didn't blow my cover. He let out an unconvincing laugh, "I know right, weird." His eyes rolled to the side, wanting to leave this conversation now that I mentioned them. I shot him a weird look while closing the lid then entered halfway into the room. "Yeah, well, I'll start the warm up and when you get in here, you can copy it off me," I told Kurt as I also cut in, "I'll see you later…" Crap! I already forgot his name. Then he filled in the blank for me. "Jessie."

Jessie's smile was so perfect and full that it just ate my soul alive. Kurt awkwardly stood between us. "Jessie," I softly repeated before nodding and heading into class. I avoided Kurt's eyes for the remainder of the class noticing I must have sent off some vibe that he didn't approve of.

As the period ended, I headed towards Science and ran into Quinn in the hall. "Rachel, right?"

"Yes. We have this period together." I tried brushing past her, but she slid with her skinned boots across the tile to block me. "I've been meaning to have a chat with you. See, since I'm new here, I don't know quite as many people as you do, since you're apparently the most popular person with your stories you write. And for some reason, your attitude interests me. We should hang out this weekend," Quinn spoke with her soft and seducing but devious tone.

"Aww. I cant," I spoke showing no interest. "I have plans with my boyfriend this weekend."

Damit! I forgot to steer clear of that topic around her! I once again tried continuing my stroll still she blocked me again. "And who would that be?" She glared into my eyes as I glared into her deep sea blue ones. I really didn't want to start this conversation now. "Finn Hudson." But something felt so good about the way I told someone that I really hate, that Finn, and amazing human, is my boyfriend. She smirked then inched closer till we could see the white in each others eyes. "So you're the little tramp he's seeing?"

"Excuse m-"

"Hey!" Finn interrupted. It was about time he arrived. His arm wrapped around my shoulder and swallowed hard before looking into the eyes of Quinn. "Quinn." He choked.

"Finn," She sharply. My vision was pierced on Quinn's devious smirk till she glanced at me and began walking. She roughly brushed against my shoulder. "See you in a few, tramp."

Once she left, Finn turned my body to examine me. "Are you okay? What did she say?" Questions were thrown at me as I shook him off and straightened my shirt. "Nothing but insults, she obviously wants to grow closer to me so I end up in shreds." Finn's strong grip took over my shoulder and spoke quietly and soothing, "You have to stop focusing on that stuff, it's only going to let your guard down. It's not going to happen anyways. As long as I'm here, I'll do anything to protect you, even if it means risking my own protection. Okay?"

Our foreheads lightly touched and I nodded followed by a grin.

"I love you."

His smile faded as the words escaped my mouth which sent a bad vibe through me. I didn't know what to think we he began stroking the straight, burnt orange bangs that fell out of my pony tail. He twirled it in fingers, changing it back to its original form. "You'll be late to class," Is all that was replied after my declaration of love towards him. I felt, rejected but not as much if it weren't for the displays of affection shown towards me. Yet, after his statement, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in close. His head rested on my shoulder and my arms were firmly planted on his back. Lightly gripping the hair above his neck. The bell rang and we immediately jumped.

"I'll take you to class, work some of my magic," He suggested as he already made way towards the Science hall. "How?" I asked as I followed shortly behind. "You'll see," He insisted with a smile. We arrived to the classroom and of course the class was used to me being late, but my teacher…not so much.

All the eyes in the room were glaring straight at me and Finn and the teacher slowly paced towards us, yelling, then froze. Everyone froze. Except for the 3 of us.

"You can't use your power that way!" Quinn exclaimed as she gestured to everyone in the room. Her face was red as fire, lips pursed in frustration. Finn inched closer to her and away from me. "Well what are you going to tell them? That I froze everyone in the classroom?" He refreshed her memory as her jaw clenched and Finn's strength shoved me towards my seat. "Now hurry, because these things wear off sooner than you think."

I slid onto the stool as he shut the door and the teacher resumed screaming at what was now, the wall. She looked in confusion then gazed around the room till her eyes fell on me. I acted oblivious and said, "Why are you staring at me like that?" She thought to herself then marched to the front of the room before Quinn's words slipped into my ears. "You little tramp." I smirked at her then mumbled to myself to where it was still audible for her. "At least I'm a tramp in love and not a bitch looking for mutts to toy with." At the corner of my eye, I saw her reaction. Eyes narrowed, mouth gaped. I hummed a tune to a song for the rest of the period and Finn was waiting outside of the class for me then escorted me to lunch with Quinn's stare glued on us.

...

"A Dolphin!" I guessed, pointing directly at the drawing.

"What are those gre-LEPRACHAUNS!" Finn shouted, snapping his finger then gesturing towards the sketch and Kurt sat disappointed at the drawing that was shoved in our faces. "It was supposed to be a polar bear," Kurt glumly spoke. Finn wrapped one arm around me and awkwardly sipped in his carton of milk, both of us thinking it were best to leave this situation alone.

His affectionate side was pleasing. I leaned into his broad frame as his left arm protected me, shielded me from the harmful world. It felt even more comfortable wearing his jacket. Since the sleeves were longer than my arms, I got to swish them around and dig the fabric into my finger tips, sensing Finn all over it.

"I'm surprised that as long as we've known each other, you never once bothered to give me a few tips about drawing," Kurt pointed out as I rose from my seat, throwing my tray away. "You never asked," I stated as I marched over to the trash bins and brushed my hands off on the side of my worn out jeans. My eyes landed on the view that I had nearly forgotten about. It still felt the same, how the tall mountains resembled power and the low, flowing stream representing the ability to over come obstacles. All of it, slowly fading after Finn came into the picture.

I glanced behind me, focusing on Kurt drawing another awful interpretation of an animal and Finn failing at guessing its species. Kurt then crumpled the paper and tossed it playfully at Finn's forehead, sending him into a chain of laughter. More care free then he had ever looked since they met. Only wishing that carefree moment was spent with her.

"Ironic isn't it?" A voice, strangely familiar spoke close to my ear. She glanced next to her to see Jessie, slightly taller than she was and deep brown, curly and luscious hair. Unlike Finn's field of gold. "I never imagined a school to seem so…normal," He stated as I tried making sense of what he had said, thankfully he continued on. "At my old school, people were practically thrown into dumpsters, pushed around in the halls and someone always ended up with a tangled up mess of pasta in their hair before lunch ended."

I thought back to the first time I met Finn. Embarrassing but life changing. I understood now. I glanced at the sea of students. Calm, like a quiet storm. Only clusters of people laughing till tears took over the white of their eyes. "It must be nice to be apart of it all." That statement had somewhat made me feel empathy, not really understanding why he wouldn't fit in, he has 4 people that are always available to him. But could he possibly be against it all, could he be alone? New kids usually get into the system quicker than any one else.

I felt Finn's stare constantly flicker between me and Kurt's monologue for his audition for the school's play. Jessie shot me a side grin before strolling back to his original location. Her table.

As he arrived to the table, he blended in with the same group of people who all enrolled together. Quinn, Brody, Santana, Tina and him. He must have envied my freedom. For some reason, he seemed to have some type of disgust towards them. Couldn't really blame him, nothing is more shameful than trying to be apart of a group of cold blooded murders. Wanting to stop torturing myself, I headed back to the table and Kurt's mouth shot off. "Was that Jessie? Did he mention anything about me?"

Finn stiffened next to me and to reassure him, I rested my head upon his shoulder and simply said, "I don't know what it is, but they give off a bad vibe." Including Kurt, we turned our heads to face the direction of their table. All of them had straight faces, except for Jessie who seemed agitated.

"I want to take you somewhere today," Finn said out of no where as I slightly smiled.

"Did you have a certain place in mind?"

"Yep. All planned out." Apparently he's been thinking about this enough to be so definite. He shot his perfect aisle of teeth at me before asking, "Does after school sound okay?" And instantly I pictured the the of us running together..and never coming back.

"Sure." I smiled into his shoulder as Kurt stared at us in awe. He quickly pulled his pencil from his ear and began drawing of what I heard were scribbles. After a couple of minutes passed, he held the notepad to his chest and took a deep breath. "Probably one of my greatest drawings so far."

Once he flashed the paper at us, I viewed what seemed to be two hands, almost intertwining and forming a heart. In the middle it had Rachel Berry & Finn Hudson…forever.

The thought, making my heart race but sending chills down my spine at the same time. The picture hit a soft spot in me. I never imagined Kurt envying our relationship, he's always been self confident and independent but I know he feels lonely sometimes, perhaps thinking he was a third wheel.

"Probably the best you'll ever do," Finn quickly spoke, knowing it wasn't an insult in his drawing skills, but leaning towards the fact that it had to do with him and I and, eternity.

Under the table, my hand was placed on his right leg, close to where his hand sat. My fingers crept over and intertwined with his waiting to feel the same embrace back. Slowly, but steadily. His fingers locked with mine and loved the way that he was comfortable with the action. I glanced up at him, acting oblivious to what just happened till he quickly hid his grin while chugging on a carton of milk. That's when I placed a soft but firm kiss on his cheek and he reacted as if I took him by surprise. That's when the grip on our hands grew tighter.

Will Rachel find out more about who Finn really is? Or who she really is? Next Chapter soon! Please Comment! Hope you enjoyed.