Chapter 4

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As Rachel packed her things, Finn came up behind her.

"Hey" He said.

"Oh, hey Finn." She says with a smile and kisses him on the cheek.

"What's so funny?" he asks

"What?"

"When I came over you were laughing. I just wanted to know what was so funny. You know, so I could maybe laugh too." Finn explains.

"Oh, it was nothing..."

"Was that Quinn I saw you talking to?" Finn quietly asks, not letting Rachel finish.

"Oh ah yeah"

"What did she want?" he asked curiously

"Oh nothing, she was just asking to borrow my notes from history. She was late for class, missed the notes, so she asked me." Rachel explained.

"Why'd she ask you?"

"I don't know Finn, maybe cause I'm the only one from our class that's still here."

"And that's it?"

"Yes, Finn. Why does it matter?" Rachel asked, confused and a little irritated with this sudden interrogation from Finn.

"I just wanna know." Finn paused "I heard her say she was saving you a dance at the party tonight."

"So?"

"So...what the hell was that?" Finn said angrily.

"That's just Quinn being Quinn. It's harmless." Rachel said

"Harmless. Yeah, right. Harmless my ass." Finn huffs

"What is it, Finn? Why are acting like this?" Rachel asks

"Well when my girlfriend agrees to dance with someone else, namely my arch-nemesis, sorry if I get a little hostel." Finn says angrily

"I didn't agree to anything-"

"And what was that in glee today?" Finn asks

"What was what Finn?" Rachel asked folding her arms over her chest, getting very irritated with Finn.

"You defending her!" Finn yells

"Would you keep your voice down?" Rachel looked around the hallway. "And I wasn't defending them. We needed the numbers, they were asked to join, they said yes, end of story. Plus they've proven that they were more than good enough to be in, regardless of how you approached them about it. Which was very unprofessional might I add." Rachel ranted

"But why them Rachel?"

"They were asked by friends Finn."

"But why asked them though? Why not anyone else?" Finn whined

"Who else is there Finn? Who else would join? We're losers, remember? Who would want to join a band of losers, huh?" she argued. "We're lucky they even joined."

"Well there's got to be another reason they joined." Finn says not giving up a fight.

"Like what, Finn?" Rachel asks rubbing her temples, really irritated with this argument.

"I-I don't know, but there is."

"Besides wanting helping out their friends?"

"They're not my friends." Finn huffs

"Well they are to the other people in glee club." Rachel says

"Whatever, I still don't think that's why they're really here. There's some other reason. I don't know why Puck is here, but Quinn's here just so she can get in your pants, and Santana's obviously here with some devious plot from Coach Sylvester. You know how she's been using trying to use her Cheerios to destroy glee club." Finn argued

"Okay that's just ridiculous. First, Quinn is not trying to 'get in my pants' as you so call it. And secondly, Santana is not as some ploy from Coach Sylvester, trying to destroy glee club." Rachel says

"You saw her she didn't even want to be there." Finn said

"That's Santana being Santana."

"Not it's not. You know all of Coach Sylvester's cheerio's are like evil little skanky spies that would do anything to get to the top." Finn says

"So what are you saying, Finn? You know Brittany is one those Cheerios. Are you saying Brittany, who is my best friend mind you, is one of those heartless skanks trying to destroy glee club, the very thing that both she and I love?" Rachel said angrily

"What? No!...no that's not what I meant..."

"Then what did you mean Finn." Rachel said with venom in her voice as she said his name.

"Hey look don't turn this on me, and don't twist my words around. I'm just saying that Santana wouldn't join a band of losers just because. And Quinn, oh don't even get me started on her." Finn said

"Oh my god, Finn. Really?"

"What?"

"Quinn doesn't want to 'get in my pants'." Rachel said

"How do you know?" Finn asked

"Well how do you know?"

"Oh trust me I know." Finn said

"I-I'm not even her type." Rachel argued

"You're a girl, Rachel. That's her type." Finn spat back. "Plus you're with me. That's just a bonus for her."

Rachel shook her head "Well I hung out with Quinn quite a lot last year, and she didn't try to 'get in my pants' then."

"That's cause you weren't with me." Finn said

"What?"

"She always goes after things I have." Finn says

"You are being really ridiculous right now, Finn. Why can't you just accept the fact that they joined for their friends?" Rachel asked

" 'Cause they wouldn't just stoop so low just for a bunch of losers." Finn defends

"You did." Rachel yells

"I wasn't thinking." Finn slipped up

"What?" Rachel said sadly and shocked at the same time.

"Wait, no Rachel I didn't meant it like that."

"Well what did you mean, Finn?" Rachel said with venom in her voice once more.

"I just... she's always taken things that mine. She wouldn't even taken a second look at you if it wasn't for me." Finn spats out. Rachel is silent.

"Wow." Rachel said. To stunned to say anymore or hear anymore that Finn has to say, Rachel turns from Finn, picks up her book bag and things and walks away from Finn without taking a second look at him.

"Wait...wait Rachel. I didn't mean it like that." Finn says, chasing after Rachel.

"So what you're saying is that I'm not good enough unless I'm with you. I'm not good enough for Quinn or anybody else unless I'm with you, cause you're the famous Quarterback. And no one else would ever want me if I wasn't with you." Rachel stops in her spot.

"Yes, exactly." Finn said. Rachel just looks at him, before walking away. "No wait...what? I didn't mean that." Finn says after Rachel.

"Bye Finn." Rachel said not turning to look at him.

"Wait, where are going? I'm your ride home, remember?"

"I'll catch a ride with Brittany, I just can't be around you right now." Rachel said

"...you're coming to the party, right?" Finn yells out to her.

Rachel keeps walking out of the school, not turning to answer him.

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