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@gameonfinn
This whole interviewing everyone is really draining. Iâm going to lie down and watch some Kevin Hart to relax. I can use a serious break from all things adultlike.
I think I spoke a little too much..I just couldnât control my emotions.
private // finchel
I really appreciate it, Finn. And Iâm sure my dads will, too. Theyâre still a little apprehensive about letting me go to this party. In all honesty, Iâm pretty nervous myself.
Donât be. Iâm over 6ft tall so just try to stay within my reach. I pretty much scare away any idiots, who try to do anything stupid.
I mean, we could always compromise! We could have a pizza and Funny Girl evening! Vegan pizza is actually pretty bearable. It doesnât even taste of cardboard!
Thatâs sounds alright. But I didnât even know they had vegan pizzas. Does it even have cheese on it? I can totally try it but Iâm not sure if Iâll like it.
Friday Morning Slushie // Finchel // F2F
As Finn started singing, a warm smile swept over Rachelâs lips. He was good. Something about his voice sent chills throughout her body and made her feel. He wasnât technically perfect or trained. His breath control wasnât amazing. But⊠something about his voice spoke to her. A slight blush crept over her cheeks as she continued to play. Something about singing with Finn made her feel as if this was yet another another intimate encounter. As her fingers continued to lightly grace the keys, playing out over the empty auditorium. Rachel took a deep breath, ready to fully support her voice. âRestless hearts sleep alone tonight. Sending all my love along the wire.â Her voice rang clearly over the rows of empty chairs. Placing her foot down onto the pedal of the piano, the music drew louder as Rachel lead them into the chorus. When their voices blended, it sent a rush throughout her body - every hair standing on end. âIâm forever yourâs.â Slowly, Rachel turned her head to look at Finn, watching him. He was passionate. Sheâd never seen him so happy, she was sure of that. The word âfaithfullyââ barely left her lips as she was content to just watch and listen - something very rare for a self-proclaimed diva. Sweeping into the bridge, Rachel began to belt out the soaring high notes sheâd carefully rehearsed with confidence, feeling her heart and soul pouring out into every syllable. âIâm still yourâsâ seeming to echo around the stage for an age.
As their voices blended, Finn felt goosebumps on his arms, and a shiver running down his spine. Despite their distance from each other, Finn couldnât have felt more intimate with Rachel. Her voice...it touched him. And hearing it from such close proximity made him smile at her. She wasnât good. She was the greatest singer in the world. He tried his best to keep up, ignoring the high standard and the great barrier between the two. Their voices echoed across the room, filling the auditorium with extraordinary sounds, and as Finn later thought, they sounded amazing together. He placed his hands on his stomach, as he saw professionals do on tv, and belted out the high notes, with as much energy and vivacity as he could project from his desire to be here with her. âTwo strangers learn to fall in love again. I get the joy of rediscovering youâ they sang together. âOh girl, you stand by meâ he cried out moving closer to the piano. Finn wasnât sure of many things but singing that song with Rachel made more sense than him being the quarterback of the titans. Finn studied Rachelâs valour in the way she sang. She had more guts on stage than he had on the field.
If I would have known signing up for this site would have just lead me further into the den of the losers I would have just stuck to my Sports Illustrated subscription and stayed off the internet. We all know what this place is good for and Iâm already disgusted by half of it. Total sausage fest, dude. This has to be some kind of joke.
Hey dude! Iâm excited to see our whole team here. How are you enjoying your life as a tumblr user?
Today was a stressful day.
The police being on campus have been making it seem like an episode of Law & Order. They havenât interview me yet and Iâm kind of hoping they donât. If they do, Iâm going to act like Iâm being interviewed by a Broadway magazine. Its the best way to make it less stressful for me, personally. Â
Theyâre fucking idiots! The police is stupid! Itâs been how long exactly? They could have done something, anything.
Questions with Hudson
âHow did you know Harmony Pearce?â
âBefore we begin-this interrogation, I--I just wanted to say that Iâm innocent. I had nothing to do with Harmonyâs murder nor do I know who killed her. And it feels so good getting this off of my chest--now, you may proceed. Ok so--we went to school together. She was what---a freshman when I was a sophomore. She was really popular among students. We spoke briefly once every few days, as you may be aware judging by my letterman jacket I am pretty popular myself and popular kids tend to stick together, at least thatâs what I assumed before she ended up dead, and now people have been saying how awfully cruel she actually was. And some are starting to wonder whether the same fate is awaiting all the other popular kids. Perhaps thatâs why everyone has been joining glee club. Not why Iâm planning to join. I just want to be there for the fun and the music. And thereâs this girl--sorry, you may proceed. I ramble when Iâm nervous. Not that I have anything to hide. Can I leave now? I really need to pee.â
âDo you know if Harmony had any enemies?â
âI did suspect she had enemies. I wasnât fond of Harmony myself, but I thought I was just overthinking the situation. But like I said when she died suddenly people started saying these awful things about her, and I realised that maybe I was right this whole time. But popular kids tend to have enemies. Those are the joys of being in the spotlight. I used to think social life was much easier, but I couldnât be more wrong. High school is kinda like a fight about meat and mates among the lions. I know--itâs silly to compare Lima, Ohio to the jungle. I mean--Africa, I donât think lions live in a jungle. Unless itâs a panther? I honestly donât know. Harmony had enemies. I donât--at least I donât think I do. So look, officer, donât get me wrong but Harmony didnât have to make any enemies. Like, I try to be nice to everyone, despite their status in our school and I donât think anyone wants to kill me. Then again, being bitchy shouldnât be the reason someone wants to end you. But let me tell you something. A tragedy struck our city, and no oneâs doing anything about this. One of my closest friends died when I was just a kid and no one did anything about that either. So excuse me for wanting to get closure for once in my life---sir. â
(The officer pulls out a bag containing a necklace with the letteres âM.H.Pâ engraved onto it) âHave you seen this necklace before? We found it on Miss the night she died and itâs obviously not hers.â
âNo. Iâve never seen it before. But no offense, why are you looking into this now? Look, I just want to find the person who did this to my school mate. I donât care whether she was nice or mean--or whether she was a vampire. I canât handle unsolved cases. This necklace--it has her initials, right? At least the H and P make sense, unless it stands for Harry Potter, I canât think of anything else. But Iâm sure you guys could get the fingerprints. Iâve never seen Harmony wear it, so perhaps youâre correct. Maybe this isnât hers. Please just do something about it. Ever since Harmonyâs death thereâs been chaos and disorder. Everything is wrong.â
âAs a cop of ten years, Iâm dedicated to finding out who did this to your classmate. We will be doing everything we can to find out what happened to her. Youâre safe in this room so if thereâs anything you wish to tell me, you can. Is there anything you wish to say?â
âNo. I am sorry to break this to you but I am not safe in this room, in that room, in the other room or even in Willa Wonkaâs factory. There are people who want to hurt us. I donât know who they are, or what they want, but I have to stop them. If thereâs anything you need me to do, Iâll do it. Iâll help in any way I possibly can. I have friends, sir. A girlfriend! If I wonât do this for myself, Iâll do it for them. I am a leader, and Iâll do anything to protect the people I care about.â
âThank you for your time, Iâve just one final question. Miss Pillsbury, has she been acting out of character lately?â
âIâm sorry but what does Miss Pillsbury have to do with any of this? Shouldnât you be going through your paper work, and like trying to find the person whoâs causing you all this hassle. I am not trying to tell you how to do your job, okay maybe I am--not the point. Iâm trying to be helpful but asking silly questions wonât do you any good! This is exactly why no one wants to be a Lima loser. Our town sucks! And Miss Pillsbury is the nicest person ever, she has these silly pamphlets in her office and sheâs awkward to talk to but that doesnât mean sheâs not helpful. Now I would really love to leave because I donât want to wet my pants, from all this stress! Good day to you, sir.
[Private]
Just.. tell her that Iâm some desperate, crazy girl who has a huge crush on you? Gosh, Iâm sorry Finn, you have every right to be mad.. I shouldnât have done it. Wait, even after that? I mean, honestly, I donât think  I can do anything else they tell me to.. Not if it hurts someone again. But, I feel like I can trust you, too. Even if that might be the wrong thing to do.
Marley--look, donât worry about it. I will work something out. Iâm not gonna hate you because I had to slushie Rachel on Monday. And then we kissed--I kissed her..and everything felt so right, we sang a duet, and well, I donât know if I can lie to Quinn. Sure I didnât try to kiss you but Iâm not exactly innocent either. Iâm a really bad person, who does stupid things because I always follow my heart..or my emotions. And if anyone else finds out-- Marley, I am dead.
McKinley here we come!
I didnât find it realistic until it started happening in our own townâŠ
Okay youâre right, so true. And very scary.
private // finchel
Yeah. Now I have been.
Itâs respectable that you donât conform to societyâs expectation of drinking to be âcoolâ. Iâd really appreciate the lift home, actually. Itâs a twenty minute walk, and Iâd rather not chance it in the dark, especially after recent events. Itâs really sweet that youâd give other people rideâs home, though.Â
Yep, Iâm usually the guy who drops everyone home. But I donât really see a 6 ft tall guy drunk on the streets..that could possibly end tragically. But no bother, Iâm at your service.
So itâs official.. I really, really hate slushies. Why did someone decide to turn such a refreshing beverage into one of the most chilling, uncomfortable, horrible bullying devices of this century?Â
Marley! Are you ok? This is exactly what I was trying to tell you when we first met.
My parents just told me theyâre going out of town with my siblings next weekend.
Good, Iâm glad thatâs solved.
By the way dude, youâre totally coming to my party arenât you?
Now I definitely am. Do you need me to bring anything? Or help you out somehow? You must be expecting a lot of people.
Exactly. One day they might come in useful. How about I get to know something about you in exchange? Really? That sounds like a great idea! Youâd love it, Finn. Barbra gives an incredible and awe-inspiring performance, truly.
I love Hawaiian pizza. But Barbara--Barba, sounds great too. I might even like the woman.
Friday Morning Slushie // Finchel // F2F
Rachelâs smile grew as he suggested the song. It was perfect. Sheâd kept it hidden in the back of her folder, just in case. Something had told her at the time not to hand it to him - it was too passionate, too forward. Hearing him suggest it to her made her chest swell a little. âI can do that.â She murmured, filing the sheets around before placing them out over the piano. âI canât wait to hear your voice.â She spoke gently, her eyes locking with his again - this time, she was completely open and genuine. âI feel like you can tell a lot about someone by their voice. It seems to tell a story, right? Especially with this song.â Laying her fingers out over the keys, in the position of the first chord, Rachel allowed herself to read over the music briefly. The song was beautiful and, somewhat, meaningful - at least in Rachelâs fantasy world. âWhenever youâre ready just come in.â Her fingers dancing nimbly over the keyboard, Rachel started on the introduction, her tongue poking out the corner of her mouth slightly in concentration.
Finn wasnât expecting to sing anything like Faithfully. In fact he wasnât expecting to sing a song at all. He was convinced that Rachel Berry would insist on vocal training before hand, and heâd have to stand in front of her and recite the whole alphabet in different tones, in aid to test his range. This time, Finn wasnât aware of how high or low he could go but he sang that song too many times to actually care. It was meant for someone special, and definitely not âmom specialâ. Not even âQuinn Fabray specialâ, but either way, he could never see himself singing a romantic song with her anyway. In fact he wasnât sure whether she would find it somewhat lame or rather, intimate. Finn stood up, and made a few steps back, giving Rachel some space. After all, she was singing and playing an instrument, both at the same time. Sweat appeared on the boyâs forehead as he crossed his arms, feeling slightly agitated. And when Rachel played the familiar notes, he knew it was his time to shine. âHighway run. Into the midnight sun..â he began slowly but powerfully. He had to make a good impression as he glanced at Rachel expecting a disgusted look and the music suddenly stopping. âWheels go round and round. You're on my mindâ But the song continued.
private // finchel
IâŠthank you? I donât think anyoneâs ever called me that before.
No. Itâs okay. I donât mind answering your questions, Finn. As I said, Iâm completely available. Some of the other glee kids have convinced me to try and wine cooler or two, but thatâs all I plan on drinking. Iâve never drank before, so⊠Itâs a little intimidating.
Now you were.
Iâve been friends with Puck for ages now and it kinda made me realise that drinking isnât for me. Iâm not sure if Iâll drink yet, but if I wonât I can drop you home afterwards, and donât worry, you probably wonât be my only passenger.
My parents just told me theyâre going out of town with my siblings next weekend.
No. I mean I get why you mightâve⊠thought that, but I donât hate you bro. I swear.
The whole QB thing could just be⊠a bit of friendly competition between friends. Because, yeah Iâd like to be friends with you man.
Well I donât hate you either.
Works for me. Itâs also healthy, and it will keep our minds straight and always on the prize.
ForâŠfuture references? Well, I suppose you also should remember that, whilst I love Patti, Barbra Streisand is my ultimate inspiration. Funny Girl is what drove me to becoming a performer.
We are friends, right? I should know these things.
Maybe I could watch it with you one day. I actually wouldnât mind.
