It wasn't like love at first sight or anything.

Really, I think it was that kind of I-think-if-I-met-him-I'd-hate-him type of thing, you know?

Sophmore year, when the Glee Club had just started up, I first met Finn. I'd seen him before, of course. But that was more of a god-of-football knowledge than the sensitive guy who sings in the shower and has a heart, even if his brain is lacking.

Kurt had called me, absolutely sobbing, saying all his lawn furniture was nailed to his roof. It took all of my self control (I have a suprising amount) to not spit my cucumber-infused mineral water all over the phone.

"What?"

"The football team did it. I'm sure."

Kurt and I weren't exactly friends, but in high school, it's the geeks against the jocks, and sometimes, even if I wanted to fight it, I couldn't just let people who were at the bottom of the hierarchy like me suffer, even if they weren't destined for greatness like me.

Lima is a small town, so I was at Kurt's place in about ten minutes. I didn't even bother to speed.

"So, how did they get it on your roof without you knowing?" I asked. Really, I sometimes thought Kurt wanted it, just to have reason to hate them. Or check them out. I wasn't sure.

Sighing, Kurt muttered, "I wasn't home!"

"Then," I wondered, "How do you kn--"

"Who else would do this?"

Fair point.

So I called Tina and Mercedes (Artie wouldn't be of much help) because we didn't really have any other options.

The next day at school, I decided to confront the football team. I guess I still felt like I had to stick up for the rest of Glee. Kurt really needed to learn how to retaliate.

But, they came to me instead. In the form of one of Shue's mad ideas.

Finn Hudson, quarterback, joining Glee Club.