A New Direction (Glee and Finchel/Samchel fan fiction)

Chapter 6- So... Friends?

It wasn't long until everyone heard about Sam and I. By the end of the next week, the whole Glee club had already created a name for us- Samchel. Three weeks after our first date, things were going well between Sam and I, but I hadn't spoken to Finn since. I felt awful about how we left things, and I really just wanted to tell him that I was sorry for being rude to him, but I first had to find a way to speak to him without Sam being hurt. I needed a reason. I thought about this as I walked down the hall with Mercedes to glee rehearsals.

When we arrived at glee, I smiled and headed over to Sam and gave him a soft, quick kiss, lightly running my fingers though the back of his blonde hair. As Sam and I talked about our day, I looked around the room at my fellow New Directions. Artie, Tina and Mercedes all sat together, doing vocal warm ups. I had become really close with Tina and Mercedes, but I had heard that Artie thought I was a bit of a diva, which, to be honest, I was. Plus, I was high maitenance. Sam understood that. At the back of the room, I saw Brittany, Santana, Puck and Quinn. I hadn't spoken to any of them since Puck slushied me, and I swear Quinn had been giving me death stares across the choir room for the last few weeks. On our right was Finn, Mike, Blaine and Kurt, who were discussing football, while Kurt fixed his poncho. Typical Kurt. I had found him to be quite the fashionista, and he had even given me a few pointers as we passed each other in the hall.

"Black doesn't suit you, honey." I once heard him say. Blaine was such a great guy and had an amazing voice. Him and Kurt were perfect for each other. Interrupting my thoughts was Mr Shue, who emerged into the room and placed his messenger bag on top of the piano.

"Hey guys! So today marks one month until Sectionals, which means it is time to start getting ready. Since school started again, I have been able to hear all of your voices, old and new, so I have compiled a list of partners that have the best suited voices for eachother. Your assignment for this week is to find the perfect duet with your partner that suits this year's theme: 'New Beginnings'. One of you will be chosen to be the headline New Directions headline act. Now, for the duos! I hope you don't mind, Mike, but I'm not inclusing you in this because you will have the lead dance position for one of our songs. So Brit, you're with Santana. Tina, you are with Artie. Mercedes and Puck, pair up! Klaine, you may remain a couple. Quinn, you are with Sam, and finally, Rachel and Finn are together."

I looked at Sam. I wasn't exactly happy that I wasn't paired with Sam, but at least Finn and I would have a chance to make ammends.

"Are you okay with Finn and I being partners?" I asked Sam, our hands tangled together between our chairs.

"Of course I am! But, since we're competing, I have to warn you, you might cry when Quinn and I win."

"Are you kidding? You will be ashamed return to glee club after Finn and I own it!" I laughed. Finn eyed me from across the room and I smiled.

As I left Glee club that afternoon, I kissed Sam good bye and waited for Finn by the door.

"Rachel, uh, hey." He said as he saw me standing outside the door.

"Hey, Finn. So I was wondering, do you want to meet here to practise after school tomorrow, for our duet?" I asked, leaning against the choir room door.

"Yeah, sure, of course. Could we maybe talk, too? I think we need to." Finn replied in a soft, gentle voice. He tugged on his letterman jacket, which I noticed he was wearing for the first time. He must have made the football team.

"Yeah, I'd really like that Finn." I smiled, "See you tomorrow."

As I turned away and walked towards my locker, I turned and looked over my shoulder to see Finn still standing where I left him, books in hand, smiling.

"So Finn, you never told me in California that you could sing." I said as I walked into the choir room the next afternoon, carrying sheet music. Finn was sitting at the drums.

"Yeah, well, I actually didn't think I could, but Mr Shue thinks I'm pretty good. I'm still not so sure, though." He said, getting up from the set.

"Well, I haven't actually heard you sing any solos, but I guess I'll find out how good you are pretty soon, right?" I set my music down on the piano.

"So before we start, I just wanted to say-"

"Finn, you don't have to say anything. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have overreacted or yelled at you. I knew we wouldn't last forever, and it's not your fault that you suddenly moved to Ohio. I woud really like to start new with you. Plus, I'm sort of getting tired of ignoring you." We both let out a quiet laugh.

"So... friends?"

"Friends." I replied. Finn held out his hand for me to shake, but I pulled him into a hug. Hugging him reminded me of how much I had missed him over the past month. I showed Finn my sheet music, and he flipped through the pages, commenting on my obvious love of musical theatre as he did so.

"This is the one." Finn exclaimed as he stumbled across 'I Want to Break Free', "Queen is the God of new beginnings, and this song- it's about new love. It's perfect."

"Okay," I replied, "Let's give it a try."

So we sang, and we sounded perfect together. Finn and I took turns doing solos, me singing the harmonies in the chorus and taking lead of the high notes. It was amazing. On the last note, Finn and I found ourselves incredibly close to each other. I was leaning back against the piano, and he was towering over me. I could almost have kissed him.

"Finn, you are incredibly talented." I stammered, looking up at his smiling face.

"Thanks, Rach. I can't even describe your voice. It's just incredible. We are incredible together." I was so surprised to hear him call me Rach. No one ever calls me that. Only Finn.

"Well, I have been singing since before I could speak. Now, we better win this thing because that was amazing."

"Team Finchel!" He exclaimed, giving me a high five, "Do you want to go to the Lima Bean and grab a coffee? You know, and have like a business meeting?"

"I would love that, Finn." We made our way to his car and as I buckled my seatbelt, he looked over at me, smiled, and said,

"I am really glad that we're friends. I missed you."

"Me too." I replied, feeling a sting of guilt. Finn and I were just friends but somehow, I felt like I was cheating on Sam.