chapter 5

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Finn was checking his Facebook page, when Quinn popped up on chat. (<> means chat)

Quinn: <Hey babe! xxx>

Finn: <Hey you x>

Quinn: <Where are you? I went over to your house after school and you weren't there? xxx>

Finn: <At the ice cream shop on Baker Street x>

Quinn: <ok, are you alone? I'll come and join you J Xxx>

Finn: (remembering that she hates Rachel's guts) <Urm, no don't worry babe, I'm not alone x>

Quinn: <Too late, I'm already on my way xxx>

Finn: (panicking) Crap!

At this point, Rachel, Mercedes and Kurt come back from the bathroom still chuckling, and Rachel is grinning from ear-to-ear.

Mercedes: Ok I've just finished fixing my make-up so that I, once again, look fabulous, so you better not be telling any more stories cos I don't think I could cope! (Still lightly chuckling)

Finn: Urm, well ii don't think that will really be a problem, cos Quinn's on her way over here...

Rachel POV

Oh my God, oh my god, oh my god, no! Just when everything as going so well, and then the bitch from hell comes to ruin everything, as usual. It'll be fine, I'll just pack up my stuff as fast as I can, and go out the back door so she doesn't even get a chance to yell at me.

Rachel: (frantically packing her stuff) Ok, well in that case, I'm gonna head on out.

Finn: no Rach, you don't have to do that.

Rachel: (still packing) No, it's ok, trust me, I want to.

Finn: Please stay, you shouldn't have to leave just because you guys don't really get along.

Kurt: (also getting ready to leave, then stops) Don't really get along?? Are you kidding? If Quinn and Rachel "don't really get along", then Coach Sue and Mr Shue are like best friends, same with the Titanic and the iceberg, lightning and telephone wires, and hot pink and orange!

Mercedes: (also packing her stuff) Yeah and if Quinn catches you hanging with us, she will you and then us. Actually no, she'll kill us, make you watch, yell at you for a few hours, then kill you.

Finn: (looks confused)

Rachel: (getting out her purse) Look, I gotta run anyway, my dad's will be home soon, so I'm just gonna go. (Putting some money on the table) That should cover the cost of all our ice creams and drinks...

Finn: (handing her the money back) ok, there is no way I'm letting you pay, this was my idea and it's my girlfriend whose making you want to leave, I can pay.

Rachel: (putting the money back into his hands but Finn catches so that they are basically holding hands) no Finn, it's fine, just take it.

So now me and Finn are arguing, and still holding hands. However much I try to ignore it, I can feel a definite spark between us, and it's driving me crazy. I can't concentrate on anything happening around me, so I don't notice when the bell on the shop door rings and someone walks in.

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