"But I bet we three will look perfect in Glee Club." Rachel protested and took a bite from her pizza slice. They were already in Puck's house, eating a fish pizza.

"Are you kidding?" Rachel's friend spitted all his soda after hearing her words "You must be kidding. Rachel, please tell me you're kidding."

"No, I'm not." she giggled "Really, I sing well, Finn sings well, and you... well, I don't know how you sing but I bet we'll kill it in Glee Club."

Rachel had been thinking that since she was in Carmel High, but she never and the chance to do it, because of Jesse. Jesse was in Glee Club, so maybe he was just trying to hide her talent of the rest of the world.

"Rachel?" Finn gently shook her, to wake her up from her daydream.

"Wh... what?" she muttered. She was slightly embarrassed of being caught daydreaming

"I was asking you something." he put his hand over her shoulder, making her lean on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry..." Rachel flushed "I didn't hear you, I was-"

"It's okay." he kissed her forehead "I was just wondering if you'd like me to join Glee Club." he half-smiled. Rachel wondered if she was still day dreaming... her boyfriend, probably the most popular guy in the whole school, had just asked her if she wanted to join Glee Club with him. Together. Singing. It all seemed so unreal to her...

"Is this some kind of joke?" she glanced at Puck. "I mean, seriously, why would you just quit to your popularity for a girl you met in a bathroom, in the worst conditions imaginable."

"Rachel, I..." Finn began. "I just don't know why you think that. I mean, yeah I asked you for a date and we're dating because you're gorgeous, and special, and you have something that-"

"Well, but still. I don't know, it all seems like a big joke to me..." she admitted, scared of what their reactions may be. She knew it wasn't a joke, or well, she thought that it wasn't, but she wanted to make sure anyways, because everything was just too perfect to be real...

"Go on, tell him." Puck told him.

"Tell me what?" Rachel looked at her boyfriend "Is there anything I don't know that I should?"

Finn hesitated for a moment. To tell her or not to tell her.

"I-"

"You know? I better go. Maybe we should give each other's space for a week, like Sam did with her girlfriend last year..." Rachel proposed.

"Sam?" Finn questioned.

"Long story. Do you agree or not?" she crossed her arms. She was standing by the door, waiting for an answer of her boyfriend.

"Yea... maybe we'll need that to think? I hurried in my decisions and I need time to think clearly. I'll miss you, but it will be worth it." he stood up to hug her goodbye.

"Hmm, better not." Rachel did her best to imitate Fat Amy, but it didn't really work. "Teasing." she finally hugged him.

"Look, I'm sorry." she mumbled in his chest. "I just don't know why I feel like this is unreal. I don't know, maybe because I came from a tough relationship, but it's just... it's all happening too fast, and I don't really think I'm fully enjoying it. And yea, I know I'm talking like an old woman," she laughed "but I'm different than all the other 17-year-old girls. I want a relationship, not only, um, well, you know..." Rachel tried to look for words, when Finn interrupted her.

"Yea, I get it." he chuckled "See you next week. I'll miss you."

"Bye" she finally said and closed the door behind her. She didn't like the situation, but something behind Finn's words made her doubt... why the hell did you do that? - Rachel kept asking to herself over and over that same question. That same question. Why the hell did you do that?

Just as Rachel closed the door, Finn turned to Puck, who was eating his fourth pizza slice acting like nothing happened, and all his sudden sweetness disappeared

"Why did you have to do that?" he snapped.

"Just because." Puck answered calmly and took another bite from his hopefully last slice.

"Just because? No. You wanted her to be with you. You even fed her with all that bullshit you liked Quinn. Yes, she told me. When were you going to tell me?" Finn huffed.

"No, in fact, that's right..." he grabbed the chair Finn had kicked, and put it back into its place. "... I, I like Quinn, man. I tried to not but I can't, I can't help it, okay?" he yelled.

"What?..." all the events that happened in the last thirty minutes were confusing Finn the hell out.

"I like Quinn. I know I shouldn't, but I do." he sat down again, and hid his face in his hands, afraid of what his friend would say.

"No, it's fine, but..." Finn said "... then why did you have to mention there was something I should tell Rachel? Do you want to date her, or...?"

"No, woah, no." Puck said. "It's just, I care about her, as friends, obviously," he added when he saw Finn's eyes widening "so I can't just hide it from her. What you did it was wrong, you know it. Specially because it involves Jesse..."

"Yea, I know, but..." he sighed.

"But Rachel deserves to be happy, maybe with you, but she needs to know all the truth. All of it. You can't just hide it from her. Let's make a deal, okay?"

"Which deal?" Finn raised his brow.

"You have three weeks to tell her what you did, fine? If you don't, I will do it myself. Deal?" Puck reached his hand to Finn, to seal the agreement,

"Deal." his hand holded Puck's for a second, then Finn whispered:

"But how the hell I am supposed to tell her I kissed Chelsea?"

(A/N): Guys! Yay I'm finally posting. I've read a couple of fanfics, and I realized my story wasn't being very real, so I made Finchel had a small argument. I still don't know if they're going to make up... muahaha. (just kidding lol) also I wanted to thank to loveableturtlebecause she is my beta and she corrected this whole chapter. She's a really amazing writer, you should check out some of her stories c; - even if you have probably already did.