Fic: Give Him A Mask and He Will Tell You the Truth
Title: Give Him A Mask and He Will Tell You the Truth
Author: Woodsgal
Movie Adapted: She's The Man
Characters/Pairings: Finn/Kurt, hinted past Puck/Rachel.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 3475
Notes/Credits: Thanks to adeina_rhyddha for beta-reading last minute when my original beta didn't pull through! You're amazing ha ha.
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended; fair use only. Not created for profit. Written for the reel_glee challenge.
Summary: Sometimes you have to pretend to be someone you're not to meet your soul mate but it's whether they like the real you or not that matters. Especially if you're pretending to be something embarassing.
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I guess I should explain my situation.
I'm Kurt Hummel, sixteen years old and currently attending McKinley High under the alias 'Rachel Corcoran'.
And this is where it may get confusing so if you're half-asleep you may want to get yourselves some caffeine and come back when you're more awake. I'm not going to explain things twice.
Rachel you see, is my twin sister, non-identical twin sister clearly. For one thing I'd like to think I'm the better looking one...and the better dressed one. Oh, you're wondering why we have different last names? Our parents divorced a few years ago and she went to live with our mom and it was decided she would take her last name. I just think she agreed because 'Rachel Corcoran' sounds classier then 'Rachel Hummel' does. Rachel and mom are admittedly incredibly similar though, they're both fiercely talented, bossy and would do anything to be stars. Well, mom would have done anything, her career never really got off the ground so she coaches glee clubs and has given singing and acting lessons in the past when she'd needed more money. Rachel is still trying to make it into the big time though, and that's part of the reason why I'm in a dress as I write this.
My sister has never been one for waiting, she has to have the parts and songs she wants and she has to have them now. She wants to be a star today, not tomorrow and will do almost anything to elevate herself to that status. Being a star is a nice dream, I'd love to be a star myself one day, either in music or fashion but I'm trying to live my high school life out first.
Rachel on the other hand just finds high school a long path she has to take, and if she finds a shortcut to her dreams then she'll try and go down that route.
Which was why she just had to go when they were holding open auditions for one of her favorite Broadway musicals in New York. The role of Wendla in Spring Awakening was 'made for her' and she was excited that it was finally her chance to audition. The problem was, with school starting she'd never have been allowed to go and especially not alone! McKinley was a boarding school so it was slightly easier for her to sneak away without either of our parents finding out but there was a chance the school would phone home. Which was where she'd asked for my help. She just wanted me to call up the school and tell them she was off sick for now, if she got the part she'd of course inform their parents and the school what she was doing but for now she desperately needed my help.
Usually I would have no problem saying no to her but considering the fact that McKinley was renowned for it's cheer-leading squad I decided to agree but purely for my own purposes.
I'd been kicked off the squad in my school, all the boys had because we didn't boost the 'morale' of any of the jocks. Bullshit. We just didn't have the necessary boobs and short skirts for those neanderthals to enjoy our performances. It was incredibly sexist and unfair. That hadn't been the worst thing though. No, the worst thing had been that my boyfriend had sided with them. I'd been with Sam for a year, he was a football player but he was unusually sweet for a jock, he was funny and he actually cared about me rather then what his so called 'friends' thought usually. Not this time though. This time he'd taken the cowards way out and had laughed when I pointed out he had said that the team enjoyed our performances. Of course I'd ended it then, I regret doing that sometimes but I wasn't going to stand for being made to look like a fool so just this once, he could keep his rep. I guess it just wasn't meant to be and well...my heart may slowly be moving on...
Anyway, the gist of it is I'm attending McKinley High as my sister so I can help her and get on their cheer-leading squad. I was going to prove that male cheerleaders were just as entertaining and 'morale-boosting' as female cheerleaders, even if I did have to dress up like a girl.
Unfortunately there are some issues. I can't get too close to cute guys when flirting in case they decide they want a little more from me and I get turned on because my hard on would promptly give me away. I've also got to deal with Rachel's psycho (now ex thanks to me) boyfriend who doesn't seem to want to give up on her and it turned out that both Rachel and I both promised to go to the carnival our mom's arranging the entertainment for.
Shit.
*****
It was a hot day, typical for late August and the women and young girls were strolling around in skirts and shorts, bare arms on show from both genders. Really was it so hard for some guys to get that tank tops should only be worn to exercise?! They looked stupid. Ugh.
Aside from the lack of fashion sense that apparently a lot of the PTA and their families seemed to suffer from it seemed like the day was going to be enjoyable. Even if I was going to have to keep changing between being 'Rachel' and myself to please my friends, my dad and of course my school...associates I suppose but some of them were fast becoming my friends.
I couldn't help but smile at that thought, my step getting a little more bounce in it as I shrugged my shoulder bag further up my shoulder. It was an amazing bag, definitely my favorite even if I didn't usually get away with using it as a guy, if there was one thing I envied of girls it was the bags they got away with using. This was a black stud and eyelet bag from Karen Millen. It had cost me $340 but it was certainly worth the money. The dress was also Karen Millen and was a simple black crepe dress, I'd brought it to give to Rachel for our birthday in a few weeks. She needs at least a few tasteful items in her wardrobe even if the rest looked like it belonged in a jumble sale, ugh. I have a feeling it suits me better then it ever would her though...but this would be the only time I wore it. I didn't exactly enjoy dressing like a girl, in fact some of the things they wore were strangely uncomfortable but at least some of the clothes were pretty and if I were to pretend to be a girl then I had to dress like one.
I was probably going to change back into my own clothes soon anyway. I could see Mercedes, Tina and even Brittany in the distance and I wanted to have some sort of chance to hang out with them today.
There was a whooping sound from beside me and I turned my head to see Matt staring over at my girlfriends.
“Those girls are hot! Think maybe you could go over and introduce yourself? Maybe find out if they're single and get a number or two,” he suggested slightly pleadingly as he finally tore his gaze away from the gang. Honestly, there were times where Matt was shy and I think he must be rather sweet but then he'll go and actually open his mouth and prove that he could be just as much as an imbecile as the others. It was odd that I was even friends with him and the others really. As a guy I mainly had girl friends and as a girl I had mainly guy friends. Still, that didn't stop me from shooting him a withering look.
“I'm not cupid y'know. You want their numbers then go ask them yourself.”
Matt looked slightly dejected at the idea but tried to shrug as if it didn't matter. Okay, that made me feel kind of bad. Maybe I'd introduce them another time...well...Mercedes and Tina at least. Brittany was lovely but she wasn't the brightest crayon in the box and would probably end up spilling who I really am and I really can't risk that.
It was then that I caught a glimpse of Puck out of the corner of my eye. Not good. I did not need him coming over to talk to 'Rachel' about dumping him because he would recognize me straight away and then would probably proceed to kick the crap out of me for humiliating him. I may be able to pass as Rachel with this wig from the back but anyone who knew our faces would clearly be able to tell us apart and Puck certainly knew Rachel well...ugh.
I felt a hand land on my shoulder and having a clue who it was, I tilted my head slightly so I could look up at him. Finn was smiling down at me and I felt my heart start pounding in my chest so loudly that I swear he could probably hear it.
“You looking forward to to today?” he asked and I nodded, possibly slightly over-enthusiastically but could you blame me? This cute guy actually liked hanging out with me and I couldn't help it if that friendship had bloomed into a crush now could I? I had to peek around Finn for a few moments though to see if Puck was getting any closer. I really had to go get changed now and go see my mom and do whatever she wanted me to do before I changed back again so it didn't look like 'Rachel' had just disappeared only to have to do the same thing again. It was going to be a busy day but I was sure I could manage it.
A hand gently squeezing my shoulder stopped me from fleeing though.
“I'm gonna go find Quinn now. Wish me luck,” Finn said and with another squeeze and a wink he lumbered off to find the very blonde object of his affections.
Oh how I wished I could be her, even for a second,
“Rachel?”
Uh oh, Puck alert!!!!
I turned to sprint away, grinning at Mike and Matt for a few seconds,
“Ex-boyfriend. I don't want any trouble,” I simply explained and they frowned at each other
“You want us to sort him out?” Mike asked, turning his head slightly to glare at the incoming mohawked male. I shook my head, I could easily deal with him, I didn't need to be protected and I know that neither would Rachel.
“It's okay. Thanks, guys.”
With no other choice but to run off now, I sprinted towards the portable toilets luckily managing to lose Puck on the way in a crowd of children jumping up and down begging for balloons. I grabbed a cubicle door as it swung open and slipped inside before the old woman who had been waiting before me.
“Sorry! Emergency,” I called back as I speedily started to change out of the dress and wig. In the bag they went as I pulled on a pair of my skinny jeans and a grey Ralph Lauren button up. Checking my reflection in the mirror I still felt that I looked good even with the quick change and I headed out with a bounce in my step. The old woman still waiting outside was given the shock of her life though!
My next stop was then preparation tent beside the large stage where my my mom was rallying together the talent show acts. She was standing tall, long dark hair pulled into a ponytail and her expression stony to show that she meant business. This was what she was good at and she always seemed to look her most beautiful when she was in charge. It made me proud to be her son during times like this. When she spotted me however her face brightened and she beckoned me over as she bent down to tie one of the ten year old dancers tie.
“There you are! Where's your sister?” she greeted hurriedly as she finished the knot and sent the little boy back towards the rest of his group. She straightened up hands on her hips as she turned back towards me.
“She's around. I'm not quite sure where, though.”
Mom frowned but it fell as she sighed and pointed towards the kissing booth,
“Well you better get going. They're expecting you at the kissing booth to relieve Quinn. She goes to your sister's school so maybe she'll be able to go find her for us,” she informed me. All I was able to do before she waved me off was nod.
A guy on a kissing booth? Not what you usually expected to see. I had a feeling that it wasn't going to go down well with any guy who missed out on his chance to kiss Quinn. They would probably demand to get their money back. I guessed it would get mixed custom though if they had guy's to kiss as well. It did mean that I was going to have to kiss girls though. Ugh. Girls were horrible to kiss, I'd tried with Brittany though but her lip gloss had just been so sticky and all I'd wanted to know was what would a guy's lips taste like. That was a few years ago now but it wasn't an experience I wanted to repeat but ah well, it was for charity.
I turned to tell my mom a quick see you later before I trudged over to the kissing booth. Poor Quinn was just pulling away from a rather nasty looking guy who's face was covered in acne as I reached her. I really did feel sorry for her at that moment. I smiled brightly as I tapped her on the shoulder.
“Hey, I'm Kurt. My mom said I had to relieve you,” he introduced and the blonde leapt to her feet quicker then I thought was possible.
“Thank you so much! I guess I owe you then Kurt,” she replied, leaning forward to peck me on the cheek before she practically sprinted away. I couldn't help but laugh slightly nervously at her desperation to get away. Was it going to be that bad?
Scanning the queue of guys walking off and girls starting to join the queue, I let my eyes travel forwards until I saw my first customer. It was Finn.
Oh.
My eyelashes fluttered of their own accord as he stepped forwards slightly unsurely, looking around.
“I didn't expect I'd have to kiss a guy but I've already paid so I guess I have to...” Finn muttered as he looked me over and flushed bright pink.
“Not that kissing a guy is wrong...I just wanted to kiss Quinn...but it's not like you're not as pretty as her or anything,” he mumbled, trying to explain what he was thinking but stumbling over his words as he confused himself even more. I couldn't help but smile as I simply signaled for him to sit down.
“It's okay. It's just for charity,” I reassured him. He was just so damn cute when he didn't know how to act.
Dressed as myself I felt slightly more confident than I did when I was 'Rachel'. Even with my heart trying to rip through the confines of my chest I was able to at least act calm. Finn was the opposite and I could see him gulp as he slowly sat down. Poor guy was probably worried that Quinn wouldn't be interested if she saw him kissing me.
Eventually though he had calmed down enough to lean in towards me. I crossed the last few inches between us as he stopped, feeling sparks running through my body as our lips met. It was warm, wonderful and even if it was a little unsure, it felt so much better then my last kiss with Sam.
Finn started to pull away to quickly for my liking with an unreadable look in his eyes,
“I think that's long enough,” he murmured but there was no certainty in his voice.
“Not just yet,” I replied as I leaned in even further to kiss him again. His hands reached out across the table to cup my face as he started to get more into the kiss this time. It was a shock to the system but a spike of pleasure shot through my body as it started to get deeper. This was what I wanted, this and so much more but good things aren't meant to last and Finn was pulled roughly away from me.
“Hey, that's my boyfriend you're kissing there,” Sam snapped, blond hair falling in his face as he glared slightly at Finn. All I could do was glare at Sam, still slightly dazed.
“I'm not your boyfriend anymore Sam!”
The blond jock turned to me, a hurt look in his puppy dog eyes.
“Don't be like that Kurt, baby. No one splits up over a stupid cheer-leading thing,” he pleaded as Finn straightened himself up.
“It may be stupid you but it wasn't for me and err yeah, I did split up with you over it,” I argued, growing more and more annoyed. Finn just turned to me with a confused look,
“You're Rachel's brother?” he asked and I nodded. Unfortunately Sam didn't want Finn talking to me, he didn't want the taller brunet involved in our little chat and he turned to tell him so.
“Just stay out of this, Hudson,” he snapped.
I watched Finn, could see him standing up and stepping towards Sam with a slightly menacing look on his face.
“Then don't speak to him like that.”
A crowd had started to gather and I knew a fight was brewing. As wonderful as that would be for my confidence, I knew my mom would be pissed off if I let a fight break out over this but Finn said something before I could try and break it up though.
“Y'know what, you're not worth it Evans. We'll settle this on the pitch,” he stated before he turned to walk off. I knew Sam and I hoped he would let this one go, prove that he really was a nice guy.
However my hopes were ignored and Sam just chased after Finn, whirled him around and punched him in the jaw. That was all it took for the two boys to be rolling around on the floor brawling. I tried to step in to break it up but I couldn't get close enough to lug one of them away without being dragged in myself. I was not going to fight and ruin my clothes.
Mom came to the rescue with one of the other women running the carnival though,
“Break it up!” my mom screamed. The loud voice shocked the two jocks into stopping, their heads turning to stare at the dark haired woman glaring down at them before they were tugged apart. The other woman shuffled forwards, also glaring as she pointed towards the exit.
“I want the two of you out!!! This is supposed to be a lovely children's carnival” she said insistently. There wasn't much to fear about her but the look my mom shot them caused them both to scramble about awkwardly as they went to leave.
Before Finn was out of my sight though, I grabbed his arm and stopped him with a smile.
“Thanks for standing up for me just then and I'd really like it if we could hang out again sometime,” I told him, the words running out of my mouth before I could stop them. I wanted to bury my face in my hands, I shouldn't have been so bold! I'd probably just scare him away as Kurt! He may be friends with 'Rachel' but I wanted him to like me.
He didn't seem to mind though and simply shrugged with a smile of his own,
“Cool. I better get going before that woman literally kicks me out but get my number off your sister and text me whenever,” he replied, looking slightly nervously back at my mom as he started to walk again.
I jogged after him, stepping in front of him to lean up and peck him on the cheek before he left though.
“I look forward to seeing you again then.”
Author: Woodsgal
Movie Adapted: She's The Man
Characters/Pairings: Finn/Kurt, hinted past Puck/Rachel.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 3475
Notes/Credits: Thanks to adeina_rhyddha for beta-reading last minute when my original beta didn't pull through! You're amazing ha ha.
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended; fair use only. Not created for profit. Written for the reel_glee challenge.
Summary: Sometimes you have to pretend to be someone you're not to meet your soul mate but it's whether they like the real you or not that matters. Especially if you're pretending to be something embarassing.
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I guess I should explain my situation.
I'm Kurt Hummel, sixteen years old and currently attending McKinley High under the alias 'Rachel Corcoran'.
And this is where it may get confusing so if you're half-asleep you may want to get yourselves some caffeine and come back when you're more awake. I'm not going to explain things twice.
Rachel you see, is my twin sister, non-identical twin sister clearly. For one thing I'd like to think I'm the better looking one...and the better dressed one. Oh, you're wondering why we have different last names? Our parents divorced a few years ago and she went to live with our mom and it was decided she would take her last name. I just think she agreed because 'Rachel Corcoran' sounds classier then 'Rachel Hummel' does. Rachel and mom are admittedly incredibly similar though, they're both fiercely talented, bossy and would do anything to be stars. Well, mom would have done anything, her career never really got off the ground so she coaches glee clubs and has given singing and acting lessons in the past when she'd needed more money. Rachel is still trying to make it into the big time though, and that's part of the reason why I'm in a dress as I write this.
My sister has never been one for waiting, she has to have the parts and songs she wants and she has to have them now. She wants to be a star today, not tomorrow and will do almost anything to elevate herself to that status. Being a star is a nice dream, I'd love to be a star myself one day, either in music or fashion but I'm trying to live my high school life out first.
Rachel on the other hand just finds high school a long path she has to take, and if she finds a shortcut to her dreams then she'll try and go down that route.
Which was why she just had to go when they were holding open auditions for one of her favorite Broadway musicals in New York. The role of Wendla in Spring Awakening was 'made for her' and she was excited that it was finally her chance to audition. The problem was, with school starting she'd never have been allowed to go and especially not alone! McKinley was a boarding school so it was slightly easier for her to sneak away without either of our parents finding out but there was a chance the school would phone home. Which was where she'd asked for my help. She just wanted me to call up the school and tell them she was off sick for now, if she got the part she'd of course inform their parents and the school what she was doing but for now she desperately needed my help.
Usually I would have no problem saying no to her but considering the fact that McKinley was renowned for it's cheer-leading squad I decided to agree but purely for my own purposes.
I'd been kicked off the squad in my school, all the boys had because we didn't boost the 'morale' of any of the jocks. Bullshit. We just didn't have the necessary boobs and short skirts for those neanderthals to enjoy our performances. It was incredibly sexist and unfair. That hadn't been the worst thing though. No, the worst thing had been that my boyfriend had sided with them. I'd been with Sam for a year, he was a football player but he was unusually sweet for a jock, he was funny and he actually cared about me rather then what his so called 'friends' thought usually. Not this time though. This time he'd taken the cowards way out and had laughed when I pointed out he had said that the team enjoyed our performances. Of course I'd ended it then, I regret doing that sometimes but I wasn't going to stand for being made to look like a fool so just this once, he could keep his rep. I guess it just wasn't meant to be and well...my heart may slowly be moving on...
Anyway, the gist of it is I'm attending McKinley High as my sister so I can help her and get on their cheer-leading squad. I was going to prove that male cheerleaders were just as entertaining and 'morale-boosting' as female cheerleaders, even if I did have to dress up like a girl.
Unfortunately there are some issues. I can't get too close to cute guys when flirting in case they decide they want a little more from me and I get turned on because my hard on would promptly give me away. I've also got to deal with Rachel's psycho (now ex thanks to me) boyfriend who doesn't seem to want to give up on her and it turned out that both Rachel and I both promised to go to the carnival our mom's arranging the entertainment for.
Shit.
*****
It was a hot day, typical for late August and the women and young girls were strolling around in skirts and shorts, bare arms on show from both genders. Really was it so hard for some guys to get that tank tops should only be worn to exercise?! They looked stupid. Ugh.
Aside from the lack of fashion sense that apparently a lot of the PTA and their families seemed to suffer from it seemed like the day was going to be enjoyable. Even if I was going to have to keep changing between being 'Rachel' and myself to please my friends, my dad and of course my school...associates I suppose but some of them were fast becoming my friends.
I couldn't help but smile at that thought, my step getting a little more bounce in it as I shrugged my shoulder bag further up my shoulder. It was an amazing bag, definitely my favorite even if I didn't usually get away with using it as a guy, if there was one thing I envied of girls it was the bags they got away with using. This was a black stud and eyelet bag from Karen Millen. It had cost me $340 but it was certainly worth the money. The dress was also Karen Millen and was a simple black crepe dress, I'd brought it to give to Rachel for our birthday in a few weeks. She needs at least a few tasteful items in her wardrobe even if the rest looked like it belonged in a jumble sale, ugh. I have a feeling it suits me better then it ever would her though...but this would be the only time I wore it. I didn't exactly enjoy dressing like a girl, in fact some of the things they wore were strangely uncomfortable but at least some of the clothes were pretty and if I were to pretend to be a girl then I had to dress like one.
I was probably going to change back into my own clothes soon anyway. I could see Mercedes, Tina and even Brittany in the distance and I wanted to have some sort of chance to hang out with them today.
There was a whooping sound from beside me and I turned my head to see Matt staring over at my girlfriends.
“Those girls are hot! Think maybe you could go over and introduce yourself? Maybe find out if they're single and get a number or two,” he suggested slightly pleadingly as he finally tore his gaze away from the gang. Honestly, there were times where Matt was shy and I think he must be rather sweet but then he'll go and actually open his mouth and prove that he could be just as much as an imbecile as the others. It was odd that I was even friends with him and the others really. As a guy I mainly had girl friends and as a girl I had mainly guy friends. Still, that didn't stop me from shooting him a withering look.
“I'm not cupid y'know. You want their numbers then go ask them yourself.”
Matt looked slightly dejected at the idea but tried to shrug as if it didn't matter. Okay, that made me feel kind of bad. Maybe I'd introduce them another time...well...Mercedes and Tina at least. Brittany was lovely but she wasn't the brightest crayon in the box and would probably end up spilling who I really am and I really can't risk that.
It was then that I caught a glimpse of Puck out of the corner of my eye. Not good. I did not need him coming over to talk to 'Rachel' about dumping him because he would recognize me straight away and then would probably proceed to kick the crap out of me for humiliating him. I may be able to pass as Rachel with this wig from the back but anyone who knew our faces would clearly be able to tell us apart and Puck certainly knew Rachel well...ugh.
I felt a hand land on my shoulder and having a clue who it was, I tilted my head slightly so I could look up at him. Finn was smiling down at me and I felt my heart start pounding in my chest so loudly that I swear he could probably hear it.
“You looking forward to to today?” he asked and I nodded, possibly slightly over-enthusiastically but could you blame me? This cute guy actually liked hanging out with me and I couldn't help it if that friendship had bloomed into a crush now could I? I had to peek around Finn for a few moments though to see if Puck was getting any closer. I really had to go get changed now and go see my mom and do whatever she wanted me to do before I changed back again so it didn't look like 'Rachel' had just disappeared only to have to do the same thing again. It was going to be a busy day but I was sure I could manage it.
A hand gently squeezing my shoulder stopped me from fleeing though.
“I'm gonna go find Quinn now. Wish me luck,” Finn said and with another squeeze and a wink he lumbered off to find the very blonde object of his affections.
Oh how I wished I could be her, even for a second,
“Rachel?”
Uh oh, Puck alert!!!!
I turned to sprint away, grinning at Mike and Matt for a few seconds,
“Ex-boyfriend. I don't want any trouble,” I simply explained and they frowned at each other
“You want us to sort him out?” Mike asked, turning his head slightly to glare at the incoming mohawked male. I shook my head, I could easily deal with him, I didn't need to be protected and I know that neither would Rachel.
“It's okay. Thanks, guys.”
With no other choice but to run off now, I sprinted towards the portable toilets luckily managing to lose Puck on the way in a crowd of children jumping up and down begging for balloons. I grabbed a cubicle door as it swung open and slipped inside before the old woman who had been waiting before me.
“Sorry! Emergency,” I called back as I speedily started to change out of the dress and wig. In the bag they went as I pulled on a pair of my skinny jeans and a grey Ralph Lauren button up. Checking my reflection in the mirror I still felt that I looked good even with the quick change and I headed out with a bounce in my step. The old woman still waiting outside was given the shock of her life though!
My next stop was then preparation tent beside the large stage where my my mom was rallying together the talent show acts. She was standing tall, long dark hair pulled into a ponytail and her expression stony to show that she meant business. This was what she was good at and she always seemed to look her most beautiful when she was in charge. It made me proud to be her son during times like this. When she spotted me however her face brightened and she beckoned me over as she bent down to tie one of the ten year old dancers tie.
“There you are! Where's your sister?” she greeted hurriedly as she finished the knot and sent the little boy back towards the rest of his group. She straightened up hands on her hips as she turned back towards me.
“She's around. I'm not quite sure where, though.”
Mom frowned but it fell as she sighed and pointed towards the kissing booth,
“Well you better get going. They're expecting you at the kissing booth to relieve Quinn. She goes to your sister's school so maybe she'll be able to go find her for us,” she informed me. All I was able to do before she waved me off was nod.
A guy on a kissing booth? Not what you usually expected to see. I had a feeling that it wasn't going to go down well with any guy who missed out on his chance to kiss Quinn. They would probably demand to get their money back. I guessed it would get mixed custom though if they had guy's to kiss as well. It did mean that I was going to have to kiss girls though. Ugh. Girls were horrible to kiss, I'd tried with Brittany though but her lip gloss had just been so sticky and all I'd wanted to know was what would a guy's lips taste like. That was a few years ago now but it wasn't an experience I wanted to repeat but ah well, it was for charity.
I turned to tell my mom a quick see you later before I trudged over to the kissing booth. Poor Quinn was just pulling away from a rather nasty looking guy who's face was covered in acne as I reached her. I really did feel sorry for her at that moment. I smiled brightly as I tapped her on the shoulder.
“Hey, I'm Kurt. My mom said I had to relieve you,” he introduced and the blonde leapt to her feet quicker then I thought was possible.
“Thank you so much! I guess I owe you then Kurt,” she replied, leaning forward to peck me on the cheek before she practically sprinted away. I couldn't help but laugh slightly nervously at her desperation to get away. Was it going to be that bad?
Scanning the queue of guys walking off and girls starting to join the queue, I let my eyes travel forwards until I saw my first customer. It was Finn.
Oh.
My eyelashes fluttered of their own accord as he stepped forwards slightly unsurely, looking around.
“I didn't expect I'd have to kiss a guy but I've already paid so I guess I have to...” Finn muttered as he looked me over and flushed bright pink.
“Not that kissing a guy is wrong...I just wanted to kiss Quinn...but it's not like you're not as pretty as her or anything,” he mumbled, trying to explain what he was thinking but stumbling over his words as he confused himself even more. I couldn't help but smile as I simply signaled for him to sit down.
“It's okay. It's just for charity,” I reassured him. He was just so damn cute when he didn't know how to act.
Dressed as myself I felt slightly more confident than I did when I was 'Rachel'. Even with my heart trying to rip through the confines of my chest I was able to at least act calm. Finn was the opposite and I could see him gulp as he slowly sat down. Poor guy was probably worried that Quinn wouldn't be interested if she saw him kissing me.
Eventually though he had calmed down enough to lean in towards me. I crossed the last few inches between us as he stopped, feeling sparks running through my body as our lips met. It was warm, wonderful and even if it was a little unsure, it felt so much better then my last kiss with Sam.
Finn started to pull away to quickly for my liking with an unreadable look in his eyes,
“I think that's long enough,” he murmured but there was no certainty in his voice.
“Not just yet,” I replied as I leaned in even further to kiss him again. His hands reached out across the table to cup my face as he started to get more into the kiss this time. It was a shock to the system but a spike of pleasure shot through my body as it started to get deeper. This was what I wanted, this and so much more but good things aren't meant to last and Finn was pulled roughly away from me.
“Hey, that's my boyfriend you're kissing there,” Sam snapped, blond hair falling in his face as he glared slightly at Finn. All I could do was glare at Sam, still slightly dazed.
“I'm not your boyfriend anymore Sam!”
The blond jock turned to me, a hurt look in his puppy dog eyes.
“Don't be like that Kurt, baby. No one splits up over a stupid cheer-leading thing,” he pleaded as Finn straightened himself up.
“It may be stupid you but it wasn't for me and err yeah, I did split up with you over it,” I argued, growing more and more annoyed. Finn just turned to me with a confused look,
“You're Rachel's brother?” he asked and I nodded. Unfortunately Sam didn't want Finn talking to me, he didn't want the taller brunet involved in our little chat and he turned to tell him so.
“Just stay out of this, Hudson,” he snapped.
I watched Finn, could see him standing up and stepping towards Sam with a slightly menacing look on his face.
“Then don't speak to him like that.”
A crowd had started to gather and I knew a fight was brewing. As wonderful as that would be for my confidence, I knew my mom would be pissed off if I let a fight break out over this but Finn said something before I could try and break it up though.
“Y'know what, you're not worth it Evans. We'll settle this on the pitch,” he stated before he turned to walk off. I knew Sam and I hoped he would let this one go, prove that he really was a nice guy.
However my hopes were ignored and Sam just chased after Finn, whirled him around and punched him in the jaw. That was all it took for the two boys to be rolling around on the floor brawling. I tried to step in to break it up but I couldn't get close enough to lug one of them away without being dragged in myself. I was not going to fight and ruin my clothes.
Mom came to the rescue with one of the other women running the carnival though,
“Break it up!” my mom screamed. The loud voice shocked the two jocks into stopping, their heads turning to stare at the dark haired woman glaring down at them before they were tugged apart. The other woman shuffled forwards, also glaring as she pointed towards the exit.
“I want the two of you out!!! This is supposed to be a lovely children's carnival” she said insistently. There wasn't much to fear about her but the look my mom shot them caused them both to scramble about awkwardly as they went to leave.
Before Finn was out of my sight though, I grabbed his arm and stopped him with a smile.
“Thanks for standing up for me just then and I'd really like it if we could hang out again sometime,” I told him, the words running out of my mouth before I could stop them. I wanted to bury my face in my hands, I shouldn't have been so bold! I'd probably just scare him away as Kurt! He may be friends with 'Rachel' but I wanted him to like me.
He didn't seem to mind though and simply shrugged with a smile of his own,
“Cool. I better get going before that woman literally kicks me out but get my number off your sister and text me whenever,” he replied, looking slightly nervously back at my mom as he started to walk again.
I jogged after him, stepping in front of him to lean up and peck him on the cheek before he left though.
“I look forward to seeing you again then.”