"mr. schuester, i have an announcement. i've selected the perfect moving ballad for finn and i to sing to launch our performance at sectionals." rachel stood up at mr. schue walked in.

i rolled my eyes.

"me first. two things. first, our competition at Sectionals are your classic stool choirs. great voices, but they don't move. now if we're gonna beat them, we need to do what they can't. dance. which is why I've decided to feature brittany and mike chang's sweet moves in our performance." mr. schue said.

i looked at mike, excitedly.

"wait so, they're gonna dance in front of me while i sing my solo?" rachel asked.

"i'd like to dance...on your grave." i added.

mercedes and few others laughed at my comment.

"you're not getting a solo this competition rachel."

"finally! so what am i singing?" mercedes smiled.

"i was thinking the winners of our duet competition could sing the leads." mr. schue nodded.

"ken and barbie?! are you trying to throw this?" rachel jumped up.

"you used to be just sort of unlikeable, but now, i pretty much feel like punching you every time you open your mouth." quinn expressed.

"okay, listen, i have talked the talk about everyone in here feeling special for over a year now, but frankly i haven't walked the walk. i mean, we have got a lot of talent here, and i'm gonna highlight it."

"look, i'm all for... pumping up the team, making everyone feel special, but that's for practice. you don't take the star quarterback out before the big game." finn protested.

"easy to say, when you're the star quarterback. come on, finn. it's not all about you and rachel." i rolled my eyes and kicked the back of his chair.

"this isn't just about me, this is about the team." he defend himself.

"no it's not. you're threatened because sam is trying to take your quarterback role, and now he has the male lead and you can't stand that." i pointed out.

everyone gave me a surprised look.

"look, why don't you just go not have sex with jesse and then tell me you did." he shot back at me.

"i only lied, to get you to stop pining after me!"

"okay enough already! no more conversations about this, or-or anything! this is our plan for sectionals, and that is that. mike, brittany, c'mon up, let's start choreographing."

•

"why do you always feel the need to announce my personal life in glee meetings?" i asked finn after class.

"why do you always feel the need to attack me anytime i say anything?"

"i wasn't attacking you. you were being a dickhead."

"how? all i said was we have our stars and we have our....other people."

"that's bullshit, and you know it. and it doesn't account for the fact that you're the reason everyone knows everything that happens with me and jesse."

"you're the one who lied to me! why?" he turned to me.

"because! i wanted you to know that there's nothing between us anymore! why can't you just understand that?!"

"i'll understand it when you can look me in the eyes and tell me you love him more than you love me."

"i do love you finn. but not like that. we missed our chance. it's over." i sighed.

"no, that's not what i said. tell me you love him more than me." he demanded.

"finn! just stay out of it, alright?" i pushed past him and continued walking.

•

rachel walked into the choir room, tape over her mouth.

"oh look, someone finally snapped." i mumbled.

"rachel, what are you doing?" mr. schue sighed, not turning around from facing the front of the room, looking over sheet music.

"i'm not doing anything. you've silenced my talents, i'm merely protesting," she reapplies tape, then pulls it off again,"my talents are wasted in this club. my star shines too bright and i think you're threatened by it."

mr. schue threw his sheet music down causing me to jump.

"take that off! i'm tired of this Rachel! you have a terrible attitude, you're a lousy sport, and it is not okay anymore!" mr. schue yelled.

"well i'm upset! i'm furious about this."

mr. schue gave a speech about teamwork, or..something.

then puck walked in, announced where he's been, and we welcomed our new member lauren.

"mr. schue? may i suggest something for after sectionals?" i raised my hand.

"go for it."

"i say...after sectionals. we put on a production of....newsies." i beamed.

"newsies?" mr. schue furrowed his eyebrows.

"it's perfect. the songs are amazing, it could really showcase mike and brittany's dancing, there's non dancing roles for finn cause jeremy jordan can't dance, and it's a disney broadway production." i argued.

"stevie. we have nowhere near enough people to do newsies." quinn told me.

"i will triple you guys up on roles if i have to." i rolled my eyes.

"stevie, we really need to focus on sectionals. but afterwards, we'll talk." mr. schue told me.

i nodded and smiled.

"if you don't make me katherine i'll kill myself." rachel looked at me.

•

i sat on the bus with finn, trying to sleep on the way over to sectionals.

it was a forty five minute ride, so i figured i had time.

"you're never gonna be able to get any sleep on this bus." finn pointed out.

"i could if you would shut your big trap for a little bit and let me." i griped.

"what's your deal?"

"jesse kept me up all night doing vocal runs and rehearsing his solo for me." i rolled my eyes.

"he came over all night?" finn asked.

"my mom was out of town and it was thundering."

"when is your mom in town?" finn asked.

"i don't know, sometimes she flies over on her plane rides. the life of a flight attendant." i shrugged and laid down, my head in finn's lap.

"convenient for you i guess. oh wait, it's not like you're having sex."

"i actually did have sex with jesse after your mom's wedding, so suck it bitch." i mumbled.

"really?"

"yep. broke my hymen." i said in monotone.

"no, i did that. remember?"

"vaguely. he was just so much better than you." i yawned.

"oh, man." sam laughed from behind us.

"are you kidding?" finn asked.

"yes, finn you were the glass ceiling of penises of course i'm joking." i closed my eyes.

quinn and sam laughed from behind us.

"so, how was it though, you know with jesse?" quinn sat up and leaned on top of our seat as the bus moved.

"it was actually really...cool. he like, um, did stuff i had no idea about and was really nice and gentle." i nodded.

"that's cool. when i lose my real virginity i want the guy to be really kind the whole time." she shrugged.

"your real virginity?" i raised my eyebrows.

"the last time doesn't count."

"oh i see. well if i had sex with puck i wouldn't count it either."

sam and quinn laughed, while finn looked disturbed about us talking about sex.

"so, sam. are you a virgin?" i sat up and turned to him.

quinn raised her eyebrows and looked over at him.

"yeah...i went to an all boys boarding school and i'm terrible at flirting."

"well, at least you're honest." finn said, staring at me.

i rolled my eyes.

"excuse us." i said sharply and turned to finn.

"finn, will you please let this go? i'm sorry i lied to you. but you're so hostile all the time. i just want us to be...friends again." i told him.

he sighed and laid his head back on the seat.

"i'm sorry. it's just-i told you i love you and you...still chose another guy. a guy that hurt you and all of us. i feel it in my bones that it should be and you. so i'm angry, alright?"

"i know...i-i'm sorry finn."

that was i could say. i mean, what do you say to the best friend since childhood who proclaims his love to you after always talking about other girls to you, but now you're dating the guy who betrayed your team and it's too late to just go back.

"just tell me, did you ever have feelings for me?" he turned to me.

i sighed and thought about it for awhile.

"yeah. yeah, of course i did. but you were always talking about quinn or rachel or someone. i just figured....i was making up things in my head, or thinking too much about the things you did for me. so then jesse came along and he was so straight up and i knew what he was feeling and i was feeling it too." i shrugged.

"so that's it? you're just over me?"

"i don't know, dude. but i'm with someone else and you need to respect that."

•

after all the drama in the green room with brittany cheating on artie with mike or... something, we performed.

it actually went very well. i think because i didn't have to listen to rachel. which is something i mostly try to avoid, when possible.

we stood on stage with the warblers and the hipsters awaiting the results of the judges.

i held hands with tina and artie.

"thank you, and thank you to all the groups who performed here today, we all had a serious, good time. you know what else, is a serious good time? taking two minutes to save a life by filling out an organ donor card, because it's never too late, to donate. drumroll please. in third place, the hipsters!" they came up and accepted the award before leaving,"thank you, drive carefully. and now, the winner of this year's west central sectionals is... it's a tie. congratulations! you're all going to the regionals!" the guy yelled.

i jumped up in surprise and hugged tina.

then i ran over to hug kurt.

"congrats!" i smiled, slightly pulling away from him.

"you too! funny how as soon as i leave that's when they decide to change things up from the finn and rachel show." he shook his head.

"i know right." i laughed.

blaine came up and smiled.

"congratulations." i let go of kurt and gave blaine a quick hug.

"you too. you guys were really good."

"so were you." i smiled.

"oh, um, before i forget mercedes told me you and finn had a little...fight in glee." kurt said.

"nothing different from our usual fights. i tell him he's being a dickhead and then he says something about my sex life with jesse." i shrugged.

blaine raised his eyebrows and laughed in surprise.

"that's a weird thing to argue about." blaine pointed out.

"yes sir. um, i should get back to my team, but i'll see you guys around hopefully." i nodded.

"of course." kurt smiled and i walked away.