i was with jesse at a thrift store, looking for anything and everything.

ever since that time we had almost kissed after he was pissed it rachel, it's been kind of weird. we still hang out a lot and have fun with each other, but now that we know how we feel about each other...there's a tension.

we don't know when we're gonna act on it, which makes it all the more strange.

i mean jesse told rachel he was spending spring break with his friends from vocal adrenaline, but all in all i found he just didn't wanna see her this week.

but he wanted to see me.

it was all very strange. i decided to skip school today to be with him.

"hey, you know what'd be fun?" i rested my arms on the rack looking over at jesse.

"what?" he looked up from mindlessly going through old pairs of jeans.

"we should make outfits for each other." i grinned.

"oh, very fun. how about we give each other five minutes?" he suggested.

"try seven." i told him, ensuring i had enough time.

"you're on. ready....go!" he said and i walked off to go find his clothes.

i found the perfect pair of corduroy pants for jesse. i laughed as i decided to pair them with a crazy 90s esque sweater and a red pair of sunglasses that had frames shaped like isosceles triangles.

after a while jesse came up to me.

"seven minutes are up, beautiful." he said.

i felt a pang in my heart when he called me that.

"great. here you go, beautiful." i smiled in amusement and handed him his clothes.

"and here you go." he handed me a few items.

we walked over to the dressing rooms. there were two right across from each other, and it was just a little room covered by a curtain.

i walked into the confined area and changed into what jesse had given me: literal clown pants, a clown shirt, and a tie.

once i had it on, i walked out to see him.

when he noticed me, he looked me up and down and burst out laughing.

"you made me look like a clown. i mean, look at you, i made you look really cute!" i exclaimed, pouting at him.

"you don't need me to make you look really cute." he said.

i couldn't help but blush like i was a little school girl.

"you look great in a tie, you know." he said stepping closer to me.

my heart started to pound as walked over and and tucked my hair behind my ears, his fingers lightly grazing my cheeks.

"jesse.." i said softly as he slowly began to lean in, my face cupped lightly in his hands.

"i really like you." he said, his lips inches away from mine.

i looked at him for a moment before bridging the gap between us.

when our lips met my stomach erupted in butterflies. the whole world had melted away. and i didn't give a damn whether or not it came back.

we pulled away, and i couldn't help but grinning like an idiot.

he smiled and bit his lip playfully.

"i should go change, you just kissed a clown." i said causing him to laugh.

"yeah, and i'm not sorry about it." he replied causing me to smile.

•

"why weren't you at school yesterday?" finn asked me as i walked down the halls.

"didn't want to. why?"

"a little birdie told me you were with jesse. which is weird cause, i didn't see him at school either."

"finn, jesse's on spring break with friends from vocal adrenaline. i don't know why you're so obsessed with our friendship but it's getting old." i rolled my eyes and continued walking.

"because i know it's not just a friendship." he argued with me.

"and what makes you so sure?" i finally turned to him.

"because if you were just friends you wouldn't try so hard to deny it. face it, stevie. you're a smart ass. if you were just friends you would be like haha yeah he's sucked my dick every day since we've met," he said making his voice deeper,"but you haven't done any of that. which is how i know you're lying."

"whatever finn. i'm not talking about this with you. you wouldn't understand." i rolled my eyes.

"so you admit it?" he snapped his fingers.

i didn't answer him, and turned to walk away.

as i walked away i saw kurt dressed like a dad who was about to take his son fishing. i stopped in my tracks and watched as he walked away.

why would he dress like that?

•

i sat in the choir room listening to finn sing jesse's girl, which only further pissed me off.

the only weird part about it was...he wasn't really singing to rachel. i mean he kind of was, but he kept staring at me.

he finished as i made eye contact with him, my eyebrows furrowed looking at him with confusion.

as everyone clapped and mr. schue commended him, i stayed silent. trying to figure out what he was doing.

"what do you think you're doing?" i asked as we left glee.

"just singing a song that best reflects me. you know, this weeks assignment." he said.

"oh come on, finn. you get all fucked up about me and jesse and suddenly you're singing about jesse's girl. just how dumb do you think i am?" i asked him. m

"how do you know i wasn't singing about rachel huh?" he asked.

"fine, whatever. i'll give you benefit of the doubt. but if you were that makes you a big fat hypocrite." i pointed out.

"how?" he asked.

"you're mad at me for linking with jesse but you're trying to do the same with rachel." i told him.

"whatever, stevie. see jesse, don't see jesse, what does it matter anyways?" he stormed off.

i stopped in my tracks and watched him walk away.

"what the hell?" i threw my hands up in the air and sighed.

he is the most complicated boy i've ever met.