"Did I listen well?" Puck seemed a little... shocked. "Or Finn Hudson broke up with Quinn Fabray?"

Rachel was too surprised. They looked like a really happy couple the other day, and now everything was over. She noticed a small smile on Puck's face, and even though she knew it was wrong, she was kind of happy too.

"It's not a big deal, dude." Finn protested. "She isn't the same, I am not the same. The end."

"Well, it's not as simple as you say." Puck argued. "Are you aware of what you have just done?"

"Leave me alone." Finn pushed his friend back and walked out of school. Rachel was still standing there, witness of what just happened, but too shocked to open her mouth

"I guess we're... lucky?" Puck grinned.

"Yea, we are." she grinned back.


Finn's POV

Yes, I broke up with her, so what? I wasn't happy with Quinn. Well, I thought I was. Maybe I was too blinded by my reputation, that I didn't see what really mattered. I thought I had it all, until I saw Rachel with wet and red eyes in the boys' toilet. It was more like a crush, or love at first sight; pretty weird, because I thought that only happened in movies, but I really felt something, something totally different that when I was with Quinn. I didn't want to freak Rachel out, but I asked her to 'join us'. Luckily, all agreed, so we started hanging out with her.

After the whole scene of the break-up next to the lockers, I went outside to get some fresh air. This entire situation was just too much. I started walking to get to my house as soon as possible, when I felt a hand in my shoulder.

"Um, Finn?" a girl's voice said.

"Yea?" I turned back and I saw her, it was Rachel. She was grinning widely, and her voice showed some sweetness.

"I was wondering if you'd like to come to Puck's house with me, and talk about it? You know, the whole thing? We were supposing tonight's party got cancelled, but we can still skip classes tomorrow. Only if you want, of course." she gently said.

"I'd actually like to, thanks." I said as we both started to walk towards Puck. It was a relief to be able to have people who actually cared about me, and cared about what I needed to say. Although I couldn't tell Rachel the whole story.

"Pizza and friends." Puck smiled to me "Best way to get over break-ups"

I grinned to him as we walked to the corner, to try to find a taxi. When we finally did, after fifteen minutes of looking, Puck sighed in relief and Rachel paid some extra coins to the man, because she was sick of waiting.

The taxi driver left us a few blocks away, because we didn't have enough money to pay anymore. We weren't that far, because we could see Puck's building. It was a big and really modern building, and also tall. The tallest in the neighborhood. After walking a little bit more, Rachel stopped to buy a magazine and told us to keep walking, so we did. As soon as Rachel 'disappeared', Puck said:

"Why did you break up with her? The truth."

"Because..." I looked away. I was too embarrassed to admit it, but Puck was my best friend and I needed to tell him, so I did: "I... I don't like Quinn anymore."

"Well, you liked her on Sunday." he was speaking quickly and quietly, as if we wanted to make sure nobody was listening "What happened that made you change your mind?"

"Rachel" I sighed "Look, I don't love Rachel, because I've just met her, but I certainly know I don't feel the same with Quinn."

"God, Finn. I don't want Shakespeare as my best friend." Puck teased after my romantic speech.

I couldn't help but laugh. He was right, maybe I was getting a little bit too excited, but my mother had taught me to do what I think it will make me happy, and Rachel did make me happy. I knew it because I had spent time with her, and she was sweet and funny.

"You're funny" I smiled "But seriously, I have a huge crush on her."

"Let's go Romeo." he teased again.

"Stop." I laughed.

"Fine." he smiled

"What's so funny, guys?" Rachel smiled.

"Nothing." Puck said. "He's just so good at poetry."


Rachel's POV

After paying the man who sold me the magazine, I made my way to the guys, because I didn't want to 'arrive late' at Puck's house. I was on my way when I heard someone saying my name so I stopped. I know I shouldn't have but I did, and I found out a lot of things... either Finn or Puck likes me. Oh, and he's good at poetry too. When I heard then laugh I figured it was time to break in;

"What's so funny, guys?" I smiled innocently.

"Nothing." Puck replied "He's just so good at poetry."

My heart stopped. Finn was good at poetry? So, then he... yes, he did, he liked me, Finn Hudson liked me!