finn hudson

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    Finn Hudson was the star quarterback. And he still is. But once he joined the glee club, everything had changed. Becoming a New Direction member was great, but he still felt out of place because of his status in the high-school ranks. Besides all that, it was pretty great.

    Of course, that led to some problems. Having Quinn get pregnant because of him, now apparently not because of him, getting with Rachel, then breaking up with her, getting back with her, and the cycle continuing multiple times.

    Today was just another day in this treacherous high-school of McKinley. He kept his head held high during most of his classes, even if he didn't act the same way inside. He heard murmurs about a new student but he thought nothing of it.

    Finn skidded over to the glee club he went to almost every day, carrying a folder with his music and his drum sticks in another hand. He set the drum sticks down next to the drums in the corner, adjusting his coat and sitting on a chair near the side of the small classroom. Finn silently watched as the students flooded in, putting his folder under his chair.

    The time went by like a blur for him, mostly not paying attention as Mr. Schue just rambles on about sectionals and why they were going to win.

    Though, near the middle of the class, a person had stepped up when the teacher had beckoned them. He realized they where the new student everyone was talking about. You. His eyes widened. Finn felt his heart flutter, and for a moment, he wished he didn't have all these complications in his life and he could just have.. you.

    He quickly snapped out of it by the end of the class, now knowing that everyone was assigned a duet to do and finish by the end of the week. A grin crept up his face as he watches you walk over to him, remembering that he had been the great full soul chosen to help you with your first duet.

    "Hi. I'm Finn Hudson." He held out his hand. "What song do you want to do?"