Hi everyone! This is a fanfic idea I've had for a while. It will take you into Finn and Rachel's minds during some of their scenes of each episode, and I will write a "deleted scene" of my own in each episode. At times, it will be AUish (like I said, there will be a scene I wrote of the two of them in each episode, stuff I think should have happened). Hope you guys like what I came up with for the Pilot and review if you want me to continue!

Oh, and happy Halloween, everyone! Tonight Cory's episode airs again for my TV channel :( Miss him so much.

Chapter 1: Pilot

"Finn, can I borrow you?"

Finn looked up from his Algebra 2 textbook. It was a substitute teacher today, so he was just doing his homework. He saw his Spanish teacher, Mr. Schuester, standing in front of his desk.

Finn would do anything to get out of studying, so he nodded his head and closed his book.

"You can leave your stuff here," Mr. Schuester said. "I talked to the substitute, so it's okay."

Finn was feeling downright confused. Why was his teacher pulling him out of class? He had been having trouble on his tests lately, but he paid attention in class, and he... well, he just stood off to the side when Puck was bullying other kids.

Mr. Schuester opened his office door and pointed at the chair in front of his desk. Finn sat down in that chair when Mr. Schue passed a packet that said "Chronic Lady" across the desk.

Finn gulped. What was this?

"They were doing a locker check this morning," Mr. Schuester said. "Your locker was in my zone, meaning suspicious material in it would be handed to me. This was in there. You want to tell me how long you've had a drug problem?"

Drugs? This was drugs? So many thoughts were rushing through Finn's head. He hadn't put that there. Someone else must have put it there. "I don't even know who the Chronic Lady is," he managed to say.

Mr. Schuester gave Finn a look. "Look, if it were up to me, we wouldn't have mandatory bi-weekly afternoon locker checks."

His teacher thought it was his. Now Finn really didn't know what to say. "But I've never seen that before, Mr. Schue, I swear. It's not mine. I'll pee in a cup. I'll pee." It was true. He'd do anything. If his mom found out this had been in his locker, she'd be so upset. How had this gotten there anyway."

"Look, it… it wouldn't make any difference. Possession is eight-tenths of the law. I'm pretty sure that much pot is a felony. Yeah. Look, you'll get kicked out of school. You'll lose your football scholarship," Mr. Schue lectured Finn.

"Wait… I had a football scholarship? To… to where?" Finn needed one if he had any hope of getting out of this

Mr. Schue ignored Finn. "You could land in prison, son."

Finn didn't know what to think now. "Oh my God. Please, don't tell my mom."

"Look, I see a lot of myself in you, Finn," Mr. Schue continued. "I know what it's like to struggle to make good life choices, and I don't want to see you throw away everything you have to offer the world. I just expected more out of you, Finn. We have two options here. I'm running detention now, so you can do six weeks after school, but that's gonna remain on your permanent record."

That wouldn't be good. People would obviously ask why he was in detention for so long. "What's the other option?" he managed to ask.

"You heard me at football practice yesterday," Mr. Schue said. "I need more members for Glee club. If you join, I won't even tell the administration about what was found in your locker."

Finn sighed with relief. He still sang in the shower when no one was listening. He liked playing his drums at home. But... the guys on the football team would never let this whole thing go.

"So, what's it going to be?" Mr. Schue asked. "Not many people would cover this up."

Mr. Schue was right. He could get in a lot of trouble for something that wasn't even his. "What time's Glee rehearsal?" Finn asked.


Finn told Coach Tanaka that he had a doctor's appointment so he could skip football practice to go to glee club after school. He took a deep breath as he walked into the auditorium, scanning the five kids who were already there with Mr. Schue. Right away he recognized Kurt, the guy who Puck threw in the dumpster every day. The guy who he LET Puck throw in the dumpster every day. This wasn't going to go well. Then he saw that girl from some of his classes who Puck threw slushies at. He thought she was pretty... oh wait, he couldn't think that. He had Quinn to worry about.

That black girl from some of his classes was there too. He didn't know her well, but she was pretty loud. The other two kids - a goth Asian girl and a guy in a wheelchair - were in the grade below him, at least he was pretty sure.

"Finn, glad you could come, welcome to New Directions," Mr. Schue said. "Everyone, welcome our newest member, Finn Hudson."

The five kids who were already up there greeted Finn and Mr. Schue handed out the music. "Finn, we're looking for a male lead. I want to see how you and Rachel sound together on this song."

Finn nodded, not being able to say anything. He'd never sang publicly before, and the very first song in Glee club, he'd have to sing on his own? What if he embarrassed himself? But he wasn't going to protest, or Mr. Schue might say something about that pot that wasn't even his. And if his mom found out, she'd be furious.

The music began, and Finn looked at the words of the song. He'd heard this song before... crap, now he had to sing.

Finn: I got chills, they're multiplyin'
And I'm losin' control
'Cause the power you're supplyin'
It's electrifyin'!

Hey, he didn't sound bad! He looked over at Rachel, who was singing the female part of the song as the other kids sang backup. He watched as Rachel sang her part. Boy, she was taking this seriously. Maybe a little too seriously. They were singing the song, not putting on the show.
Rachel (New Directions): You better shape up (Doo doo doo)
'Cause I need a man (Doo doo doo) (Doo doo doo)
But my heart is set on you (And my heart is set on you)
You better shape up (Doo doo doo)
You better understand (Doo doo doo)
To my heart I must be true (Doo doo doo)

Now he and Rachel had to sing together. And he had to admit, as crazy as she was acting, they sounded good together. She had a great voice. And she was pretty cute...
Rachel and Finn (New Directions): Nothin' left, nothin' left for me to do (Doo doo doo)
You're the one that I want (You are the one I want)
Rachel and Finn with New Directions: Ooh, ooh, ooh
Rachel and Finn: Honey! The one that I want
New Directions: You are the one I want Ooh, ooh, ooh

The black girl (her name was Mercedes) pulled Finn and Rachel apart, saying she didn't want to sing backup. But then Kurt said that this was the first time they'd sounded good. Finn had helped them sound good?


Over the weekend, Mr. Schue had taken the Glee club to see the reigning National champions. They were good. Rachel had to admit it, they were better than the group she and Finn were leading were. And it was clear that had taken a blow to everyone's self esteem. Mr. Schue was leaving McKinley. The group had met up today, but they just wouldn't listen to Rachel's ideas. And Finn hadn't been there.

Rachel went down the hallway and saw Finn. "Didn't see you at Glee Club today."

"Is that still happening?" Finn asked.

Rachel tried to convince herself that it would keep going on, but she knew it wasn't likely. "I've taken over. I'm interim director, but I expect the position will become permanent."

Then that Quinn girl came over with another cheerleader. "Hi, Finn, RuPaul," she sneered. What had she called Rachel?

"Hey," Finn said.

"What are you doing talking to her?" Quinn snapped.

"Science project—we're partners," Rachel thought out loud. She didn't want to get Finn in trouble this girl, but he had no idea why he was with her. She could tell this girl was a bitch.

"Christ Crusaders tonight at 5, my house," Quinn ordered before leaving with her friend.

"Sounds great," Finn mumbled before turning back to Rachel. "Look, I-I should go. I can't do Glee anymore. It conflicts with…"

"Your reputation?" Rachel asked. She knew that was the answer. She wished more people liked her, but she wasn't going to stop the one thing she was good at. "You've really got something, Finn, and you're throwing it away."

"I-I'm going to be late," Finn stuttered.

"You can't keep worrying about what people think of you, Finn. You're better than all of them," Rachel said before she walked away, leaving Finn to think about what she'd said.


Finn couldn't get Rachel's words out of his head. He didn't want to quit the Glee club. He'd had fun in it. But he didn't want his friends - if he could call them friends - to torment him either.

Today, at this moment, he knew for sure that he wanted to go back to Glee. He had to admit, as he wheeled Artie (he now knew Artie's name and that he was a freshman) back into the auditorium, he was nervous to be going back. Would they take him back?

"This is a closed rehearsal," Kurt snapped as Finn came in.

"Look, I owe you guys an apology," Finn said, hoping they'd take him seriously. "I never should have quit. I don't want to be the guy that just drives around throwing eggs at people."

"That was you?" Rachel asked. Now Finn felt worse. He didn't know it had been Rachel. He hadn't even wanted to throw those eggs. Puck had threatened to slushie Finn if he didn't.

"You and your friends threw pee balloons at me," Kurt said, not sounding ready to take Finn back. "You nailed all my lawn furniture to my roof."

"I wasn't actually there for that, but I'm really sorry," Finn continued. "Look, that isn't who I am, and I'm tired of it. This is what I want to be doing, with you guys. I used to think that this was like, the lamest thing on Earth, and maybe it is, but… we're all here for the same reason—'cause we want to be good at something." He tried to think of things he'd learned about each of these people. "Artie, you play guitar, right? Think you could recruit the jazz band?"

"I do have pull there," Artie said.

"All right," Finn continued. "Mercedes, we need new costumes, and they have to be cool. Can you do that?"

"Damn, don't you see what I got on?" Mercedes declared.

Finn took that as a yes. "Rachel, you can do choreography. Tina, what are you good at?"

Tina stuttered. "I-I…"

"We'll figure something out for you," Finn said.

"And what are you bringing to the table, Justin Timberlake?" Mercedes asked Finn.

"I've got the music," Finn said. And he did. He had the perfect song in mind. And the next day, the group had a number ready. Rachel had choreographed it, Mercedes had picked out costumes, Artie was playing the guitar and had recruited the jazz band to back them up, and Finn was playing the drums. The jazz band began playing the music, and Finn opened the song.

Finn: Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train
Goin' anywhere
Rachel: Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train
Goin' anywhere
Finn: A singer in a smoky room
Rachel: A smell of wine and cheap perfume
Finn and Rachel: For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
Finn and Rachel with New Directions: Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows
Searching in the night
Streetlight people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Rachel: Workin' hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Finn and Rachel: Payin' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Finn and Rachel: Some will win
Some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
And now the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Finn and Rachel with New Directions: Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows
Searching in the night
Streetlight people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Don't stop believin'
Finn and Rachel: Hold on to that feelin'
Rachel and Finn with New Directions: Street lights people, oh, woah, ohh
Don't stop believin'
Rachel and Finn: Hold on to that feelin'
Rachel and Finn with New Directions: Street lights people, oh, whoa, ohh
Don't stop!

That had sounded pretty good. And wow, Finn had really enjoyed himself singing with Rachel.

Then they heard some clapping. It was Mr. Schue. He wanted to lead them after all.


Glee club wasn't doing what Rachel had hoped it would do for her.

There were only a few kids in it, and none of them seemed interested in being friends with her. Mercedes, Kurt, Tina and Artie seemed to resent her talent, and Finn probably wouldn't want to be seen with a loser like Rachel. Yeah, he'd come back and they'd sang together, and that had been fun, but he already had friends. He wouldn't give that up for her.

She groaned as she entered the cafeteria. Rachel hated lunch time at McKinley. At least in middle school they had assigned seats, so she didn't have to worry about the humiliation of being alone. Here, she was always alone. She sighed as she sat at a table in the corner of the cafeteria, hoping she was far enough away from everyone to avoid slushies being thrown at her.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

Rachel's thoughts were interupted when she looked up and saw Finn, tapping the seat across from her. Was he teasing her in some way? Wouldn't he want to sit with his pretty girlfriend, or the guys from the football team?

"No," Rachel said.

"Mind if I take it?" Finn asked.

Rachel tried not to smile. For the first time in her high school life, she wouldn't be eating alone. "Go ahead. What about your friends?"

Finn sighed as he sat down. "They haven't really been acting like friends lately."

"I'm sorry," Rachel said. "What about Quinn?"

"She always sits with the other cheerios," Finn said, sitting down. "You sounded really good yesterday."

"You thought so?" Rachel asked. "You sounded really good too. I like the way our voices sounded together."

"Yeah, me too," Finn said. "Well, I'm sure you know more about music than I do, but I still thought they sounded good."

"Thanks," Rachel said. This was the first time someone at school had actually complimented her. She tried to turn the conversation to Finn so he wouldn't be turned off. "So, are you excited for the football game on Friday?"

Finn groaned.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.

"I'm just so tired of us losing game after game," Finn said. "I'm tired of embarrassing myself. I just wish we'd win for once."

"Maybe you'll win this week," Rachel said.

"I doubt it," Finn said. "We're playing the reigning league champions. Their quarterback is even taller than I am, and he weighs at least twice as much. We're going to get walked over."

"I'm sorry," Rachel said.

"Thanks," Finn said. "You're really lucky, you know."

"I am?" Rachel asked. How was the girl who had no friends (maybe one now) and got slushies thrown at her every day lucky?

"You're really talented," Finn told Rachel. "You're a great singer. I'm sure you'll get a music scholarship to some great college and you'll never have to come back to this crappy town."

That was Rachel's plan. But she didn't want Finn to feel bad. "Don't give up. We're only sophomores. You're a great singer and a great drummer."

Finn smiled at her. Gosh, he had a great smile. "Thanks."

Rachel smiled back. "It's true."