She hated working at Sonic for two reasons: #1 her manger had found out she was more than just a decent skater and he made her wear them; #2 the cool kids from school hung out there every Friday night and that was usually when she had to work.
It started off as a normal shift she arrived right after Glee put on her skates and apron. She got mostly the annoying kids who wanted to be greedy and the strung out parents. But she knew that as soon as the clock hit eight o'clock the cool kids would roll in.
She was on break when they pulled in; she was hiding out in the smoking spot because no one ever came to the area. No she didn't smoke but she'd rather put up with second hand smoke then assholes.
She sighed as she looked down at her watch, her fifteen minutes were up. She started to head back when she heard a car horn. She looked up and around to find a beat up pick up truck only a few inches away from her. She just rolled her eyes and kept going; not like she cared if she got hit.
She went in and started filling up drink orders. She made a couple of runs out to cars without a problem. It was when she was heading out to give a woman her change when her night went from mild to bad in two seconds flat. She was counting the money while skating out to car when she bumped into something solid.
She gasped closing her eyes as she felt herself falling only she didn't hit the ground. She opened one eye and saw a pair of hazel eyes smirking down at her. "Do you have a death wish?" He asked her laughingly.
She now had both eyes open and glared at him, "No I do not have a death wish but thank you for not letting me hit the ground." She smiled up at him. "Now if you would be so kind as to put me in an upright position?"
She felt herself being pulled up to fast for her brain to comprehend and gasp as her body came into complete contact with his. "Like this?" God, he had that stupid grin on his face and she was melting.
"No not like this. If you would release me so I can do my job I would greatly appreciate it." She looked up at him with her doe like eyes with a pleading look. She was hoping he wouldn't grope her.
"Appreciate it? How much? Cause first off I didn't hit you with my truck so that's one thing you should be grateful for. Second off I didn't let you bust open your head on the fucking pavement. So what you going to do to show just how grateful you are?" Her eyes got wide.
"Are you serious? Let me go this instant. You pig." He did as she said chuckling to himself. She 'hmph'ed and pushed off to give the woman her change. She worked for the rest of the night fully aware of being watched by a boy with a Mohawk and the prettiest hazel eyes she'd ever seen. Whoa, Rachel stop thinking like that.
It was eleven at night and her favorite customer had just left when she felt a hand touch her; she turned to see the hazel eyed boy standing there, "Yes? How may I help you?"
"Look about earlier, I was an ass. See I was just kidding and tryin' not to … ya know you kinda scared me earlier when you skated out in front of me and then you almost fell because you bumped in to me." He ran a hand over his head, "How about I introduce myself? I'm Noah Puckerman or just Puck."
She smiled at him and saw that he was kind of nervous, "Rachel Berry we actually go to school together, Noah. Oh and temple. Um I have to go it was nice meeting you?"
She shook her head and realized she had just ruined any chance of ever hooking up with Puck she had. She gave her money to her manger, untied her apron, and removed her skates, her shift was over.
She walked out the door heading to her car only to find Puck leaning against her, "So Berry can I get your number? I mean since I saved your life and all." He smirked at her which caused her to pull a face.
Then an idea popped into her head. She walked up to the boy who made girls drool and guys jealous; she didn't even show in her body or on her face what she was about to do. She was standing only a few inches away from him and saw the fear on his face.
She reached up and grabbed his face pulling him down to her lips. She kissed him with everything she felt hate, fear, lust, and thankfulness. She sucked his bottom lip before pulling away looking into his eyes, "Is that enough of an award for you?"
He looked shocked and blinked a couple of time before he recovered. "Yeah for not hitting you with the truck but I need a date or something for not letting you kill yourself on those dumbass skates."
She rolled her eyes, "You know I'm in show choir right?" She crossed her arms in front of her. "I have two dads. I talk a lot. You do not want to go out with me."
He laughed at her, "Babe, Chang told me that and I don't give a fuck. Go out with me. Come on. I promise that I won't put the moves on you until after dinner."
She cocked an eyebrow, took a deep breath and said, "Okay fine. I'll go on a date with you." He smiled at her.
"So does that mean I get your number?" She held out a hand for his phone. "It's the right number, right? You're not going giving like the Chinese place number because if Chang picks up the phone…"
She held up a hand, "It's the right one here call it and see." He did and her phone rang playing Cherry Pie by Warrant. She felt the heat on her cheeks as he looked at her with raised eyebrows. "Shut it Puckerman."