"so rachel was dating jesse? from vocal adrenaline? and she didn't find it sus?" i asked as mercedes told me what was going on.

"apparently not. she broke up with him, so you know it's all behind us now."

we walked into the choir room and i sat with finn.

"hey sexy." i took a seat next to him.

"aw, thank you. i have been sleeping on a different side of my bed."

"is that even possible?" i furrowed my eyebrows.

"no it is not, thank you for asking." he said causing me to laugh.

"so, we're all aware of madonna's musical and cultural significance, which is why this week, your assignment is to come up with a madonna number." mr. schue walked in.

i sighed, knowing absolutely nothing about madonna.

"uh, mr. schue? as a dude, madonna makes me kind of uncomfortable." puck said.

"yeah, she's smokin' and everything, but can't some of us do something else? like the guy version of madonna? like, you know, pantera?" finn asked.

"madonnas like...old. what do you mean smokin'?" i asked him.

he shrugged.

"guys! you know, it's come to my attention that many of you haven't been treating the young ladies of our group very nicely lately. you're disrespectful, bullying, sexist, and i hate to say it, misogynistic." mr. schue scolded all the people with y-chromosomes in the room.

"i have no idea what that means." finn said blankly.

"when i pulled my hamstring, i went to a misogynist."

"what it means is, put yourself in their shoes for a change. culturally, madonna's legacy transcends her music, because by and large, the subtext of her songs are about being strong, independent and-and confident, no matter what your sex. but more than anything, madonna's musical message is about equality. and that is something i think you guys need to work on."

"mr. schue, i don't think we can have an honest conversation about ms. ciccone without acknowledging that her images are as indelible as her songs. i would like to honor her contributions by tackling a multi-media project. with mercedes."

"great. go for it, kurt."

"i'm still not down. and no chick intimidates puckzilla. i just don't think  her music translates to show choir." puck shrugged.

"really? well i, for one, couldn't disagree more."

rachel and the rest of the girls start performing express yourself, but i stayed back to figure out what madonna was really about.

i just wasn't good with that kind of stuff.

•

"stevie, are you a virgin?" finn asked me as he sat at my vanity looking through all the things in my drawers.

i burst out laughing, surprised he would even ask me something like that.

"why do you ask?"

"i'm curious."

"don't you think you already know the answer to that?" i questioned.

he turned my chair around to face me as i laid in the bed on my stomach.

"don't you just think it's time we lose it? i mean, we're sixteen." he asked me.

"yeah, well there aren't many people knocking down my door to steal my virginity." i told him.

"santana offered to have sex with me." he told me.

i raised my eyebrows. i couldn't help but feel a hurtful pang in my heart.

"and you said...?"

"i haven't said anything yet. truth is, i don't really wanna lose it to her." he said.

"then tell her no."

"but the problem is i still wanna lose it." he looked at me.

"where are you going with this, finn?" i asked him, my heart rate starting to increase.

"i think...maybe we should...lose it to each other," he said slowly, but continued when he saw my uneasy face,"i-i mean, we're best friends so we're comfortable with each other. and your mom is always working so we have time, and-and you have really nice boobs-"

"oh my god." i hid my face in my hands, as it was turning six shades of red.

"stevie, i didn't-well i did mean it like that. but i still think it's a good idea." he told me.

i looked at him and stared for a moment. i was deeply considering the proposition.

"okay." i nodded, finally making my decision. it was rash, but sometimes the best things are.

"okay?" he asked.

"yeah, sure. fine. my moms out of town this weekend."

he smiled and turned back to my vanity.

•

"you know rachel is still dating that jesse kid?" finn asked as i let him into my house.

"finn may we please not talk about rachel right before we're about to fuck. for the first time, might i add." i rolled my eyes and shut the door behind him.

"sorry i just- what does he have that i don't?"

"well, right now i like him better than you. that's one thing." i said as he walked up the stairs with me.

"okay, okay i'm done." he said.

"good. so, i just wanna make sure we stay platonic after this. you still need to focus on yourself." i informed him.

"yeah, yeah of course." he nodded.

"great."

we walked the rest of the way in silence, finally making our way to my room.

"so...are you ready?" he asked sitting on my bed awkwardly.

"yeah. are you?" i stood in front of him.

"yeah." he nodded.

"so um...i guess we just..." i trailed off, climbing on to him, wrapping my legs around his torso, essentially sitting on his lap.

he put his hands on my hips and looked up at me.

"that works." he shrugged and kissed me.

we made out for a little, his lips eventually making their way my neck.

"ugh, finn." i groaned as he reached a particular spot.

i guess that made him cocky because swiftly lifted me up and dropped me down to lay on the bed.

i hit the bed with a giggle as he quickly climbed on top of me. he kissed me again before sitting up and throwing off his shirt. i did the same and he laid back down.

•

finn and i laid in bed, breathing heavily.

"so, uh, how was i?" finn asked.

i laughed and put my hand on his chest.

"you were great. how was i?" i mocked him.

"great. do you feel any different?"

"actually yeah, maybe i just need to wash my sheets." i answered.

he laughed,"come on, be serious. i feel different. i think we did the right thing. i feel good about it."

"me too. ten out of ten would recommend to friends." i said.

he chuckled and kissed me once again.

•

"what the hell?! it seems like everyone's doing things just to hurt me." finn exclaimed.

jesse st. james walked in and had announced he was joining glee.

i elbowed him.

"ow! what was that-oh." he realized what he had done.

"i thought you all would take this news a little better. i'm a star. you can learn from me." jesse said.

"yeah...i'm all learned out. but thanks." i said.

"oh hey, you're stevie flynn. you were in a bunch of tv shows. i loved your work in the fosters." jesse recognized me.

"alright, he can stay." i sat back in my chair.

"stevie!" finn exclaimed.

"what? i'm a simple girl, finn." i defended myself.

they continued to go back and forth, something about him being a spy and wintering in bali.

"mr. schue is he your son?" brittany asked.

my mouth gaped open as i noticed the similarities.

"oh my god, brittany you're a genius." i told her.

she smiled and nodded at me.