Saved By The Music
A Glee AU Fan Fiction
Chapter 1: Meet The Gleeks

A/N: So my friends who are also Gleeks and I have decided that there is no more thunder in the world. It is just Cory, drumming up in Heaven.

There were six members of the Glee Club at McKinley High School, run by Sandy Ryerson, an overly flamboyant predatory gay who wore brightly colored pastel sweaters swung over his golfer polo shirt that was a slightly lighter shade of the sweater with matching pants.

There was Kurt Hummel, yet another flamboyantly gay member of the club who was a sophomore and the only male soprano the school had. Kurt was well known for wearing outfits that would be perfect for Fashion Week in Paris or New York or Milan or even Tokyo. Another thing he was known for was being tossed into the dumpsters by the football team and complaining about how they were ruining his brand new, top of the line, fresh season Marc Jacobs Collection jacket or something along those lines.

The girl who was always at Kurt's side was Mercedes Jones, who was his cliched strong, independent black woman best friend to his gay male. Mercedes was known for her loud voice that could belt out rhythm and blues songs as well as Whitney Houston and better than Beyonce. She also wore clothes that were just as loud as her voice.

Tina Cohen-Chang was the awkward third wheel among them, a brilliant and overly cliche-d Asian teenage with a twist to the stereotype. With her electric blue streaks running through her glossy black locks and her full black mini skirts with a lacy tutu attached and thick black stockings underneath and knee high combat boots, a black vest over a frumpy white blouse, she was the classic gothic, and it was a known fact that the principal of the school-Figgins, as all the students and teachers referred to him as-believed her to be a vampire, which was why she was never in trouble when her temper got the best of her.

Then there was Artie Abrams, the AV-geek in his wheelchair, the same way he had been since he was eight years old. With his suspenders and fingerless racer-gloves, he brought a new trend to the nerdy-chic look, however, and he talked like a white-boy-wanna-be rapped with a bit more rhythm than usual. He was like a scrawny and nerdy version of Eninem.

Hank Saunders was in the club, but nobody knew much about him as he didn't talk to any of the other members. Nobody was sure why he was there, but his vocals were enough for them to not really question it too much.

And then there was Rachel Berry, the star of the club, even if the others refused to admit it aloud anywhere other than their immediate circle. With her overbearing and melodramatic personality, she was a bit hard to take and her ambition always brought the others more pain than she probably meant to inflict on them, as she was always fighting for solos and trying to 'help' the others get better. And while her advice was honest and truly helpful, the others did not want to accept that she was honestly looking out for their best interest.

Which was why Rachel had no friends in the Gee Club. Honestly, she didn't have any friends at all, except for the football player that was Mike Chang.

He was number 22 and he was a safety. He was one of the only other asians in the school, besides Tina, and he was absolutely gorgeous which meant every girl in school was jealous of the way he seemed to only have eyes for Rachel, doing everything in his power to try and keep her happy and make sure she felt safe at all times.

Because the other football players? They lived to make Rachel's life miserable.

Noah Puckerman greeted her every morning with a slushy facial while Finn Hudson snickered about her with the rest of the team whenever she walked by. Azimio Adams was another one who was constantly tossing a slushy in her face, but he was most well known for the sexual comments he made towards her.

The only member of the football team, besides Mike, who was ever anything even close to friendly with her was Matt Rutherford who was too quiet and sweet to ever be cruel to anybody. Besides, he was best friends with Mike so the other safety couldn't really do much to hurt her feelings, without Mike turning around and punching him in the face.

Of course, the cheerleaders at the school weren't any better towards her.

Santana Lopez, Puck's sexy Latino of a girlfriend who was easiest the baddest bitch in the school, had come up with the surprisingly clever nicknames of Rupaul and Man-hands to further ruin Rachel's high school experience.

Brittany Pierce, the blonde who was constantly flirting with Mike, was too naive and innocent to ever be a bully in herself, but she'd join in with her friends' taunting without ever trying to stand up to them and defend the tiny brunette. Which was why Mike always brushed off her flirtations, forgetting about how hot she happened to be.

And then there was Quinn Fabray, president of the celibacy club and captain of the Cheerio's. The blonde haired, future prom-queen, sophomore beauty queen that was dating Finn Hudson, the star quarterback. She was probably the won who had come up with the rude nicknames, as she was smarter than her two best friends, but she was also clever enough to allow Santana to be the first one to use them aloud. Quinn was a devious, bitter and jealous individual who seemed to always have something new to hate Rachel for.

Of course, it wasn't just Rachel who was bullied by the popular kids.

All of the Glee Club had to deal with the harassment and the slushy facials. They all faced the rude names and they were all mocked, especially Artie and Kurt, for being in something as lame as the Glee Club.

But that didn't stop the glee kids from wanting to kill Rachel when she went to Principal Figgins to report Sandy's inappropriate touching when he was working with Hank on a solo-a solo that even Mercedes had to admit belonged to Rachel.

So, with their advisor gone and nobody left to direct the club, the entire group was disbanded and the four members who honestly cared about the club blamed Rachel, with was a fair blame as it was her fault. But it wasn't as if she had wanted there to be an end to the cub. She did love Glee, but she usually let her ambition get the best of her.


"I can't believe that skinny, gar-animal wearing ass kisser," Mercedes Jones said in a loud whisper as she walked past Rachel Berry, who's back was to the students passing in the hallway as she went through her locker, sorting through her books.

"Annoying, self righteous Lima Rachel on steroids," Kurt agreed with his best as he passed by.

Rachel sighed, slamming her locker shut and turning around and leaning against her locker, clutching her books to her chest as she watched the pair walk on, smirking over their shoulders at her, knowing that she had not only heard what they had said, but was hurt by the rude-and clever-insults they had aimed at her like a dagger through the heart.

"Don't let them get to you," Mike Chang said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as her appeared by her side, a hard line forming across his mouth as he narrowed his dark brown eyes at the passing by best friends, shaking his head in disgust. "They're just jealous of your talent and that you were smart enough and brave enough to do the right thing. Sandy deserved to get reported for what he had done, okay? I told you a million times before you even went to Figgins that you were doing the right thing," Mike said.

"It's not just them, Michael," She sighed, leaning against him comfortable. "It's Noah and Finn and Azimio and that new kid-David whatever his last name is...the one on the hockey team?" Rachel said, turning towards him and looking up at the six foot, dark haired football player who was wearing his red and white letterman jacket with straight leg jeans and converse.

"Karofsky? Did he do something to you?" Mike asked, placing his hands on her shoulder and locking eyes with her intently.

"Just the usual. The same as what Noah and Azimio do to me every day. It was just a slushy...a blueberry slushy, to be particular and you know how I feel about those, but, it was just a harmless-"

"It's not harmless, Rach," he rolled his eyes, swinging an arm back around her shoulders as he started to walk with her towards the exit to the school. "It's bullying and I can't believe the administration isn't doing anything to stop it, because it's getting out of hand." He shook his head in disgust.

The thing about Mike was that he hated seeing people bullied. Which was why Matt was his only true friend out of the members of the football team. He couldn't deal with people who only found fun in bringing other's done. It wasn't his thing and he found it disgusting that the bullying at his own school had been going on for so long and in such a horrible fashion. It wasn't just name calling-the attacks were physical and an action that teachers could see happening and the effects of it.

There was more than just the slushy facials. Kurt was slammed into lockers. Artie was locked in port a potties that they tilted to the side and knocked over. They were both given wedgies-and Artie was usually given some sort of a patriotic wedgie.

It bothered Mike whenever it happened and he was around to see it. He hated it even when he merely had to hear the attacks.

But when they happened to Rachel and he was around to see it? Or even worse, when he wasn't there to see what was happening-that was the worse, because it meant he could have done something to try and stop it. It meant that he had failed as her best friend, because he had let her down. He had disappointed her.

And if there was one thing Mike didn't want to ever do to Rachel, it was let her down.

He liked the way she looked at him as if he were her knight in shining armor. He appreciated that she thought he should be the most popular guy in school. And he kind of liked the smile she gave him every time he managed to stop a bullying attack right before it happened. It made him feel like a hero.

"Michael, seriously, just let it go, okay?" Rachel sighed.

"Tell me next time it happens, and I want to know exactly who did it. Because next time, they aren't getting a get out of jail free card," He replied, his voice bitter and full of venom.

Rachel rolled her eyes and looked up at him with one of those looks she had perfected in their years of friendship. The kind of look that could make him shut up and stop going on about whatever it was she didn't want to hear about anymore. Honestly, Rachel's angry looks were scary enough to get the desired reaction and when she was sad, the looks were a real tear-jerker, no matter what Mike wanted to argue on the subject.

"Do you need a ride home?" He asked suddenly, looking down at her with a slightly different expression on his face as he studied her.

"I do...but you have practice, don't you?" She asked.

"Yeah, and you have Glee. I thought we had this whole thing done to a routine by now, Rach," He teased her with that lovable grin.

"Glee's cancelled until we get a new director. I'll just call my dads and-"

"Rach, just come and watch practice, okay?" Mike chuckled, cutting her off and laughing at her pout at being interrupted. He knew how she felt about that, and he did it every time he could just to get that reaction out of her. "But you have to go and grab a bite to eat with me afterwards, okay? I get hungry after practice," He winked as they neared the boys' locker room.

"Michael, I'm going to look like a creepy stalker girl if I wait out here for you and then follow you to practice!" Rachel stomped her foot as he released her and went to walk inside.

"And I'm going to look like the luckiest guy in the school for having a hot girl like you stalking me," He winked at her as he disappeared inside.

She rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms, leaning against the wall next to the door. She looked down at her olive green tee shirt, cashmere swoop neck sweater, grabbing at her gold Star of David necklace and toying with the pendant.

There were three Jewish students at McKinley and there was only one other in Rachel's grade. He also happened to be her biggest tormentor-one Noah Puckerman. And she only knew that he was a Jew because she saw his mother and younger sister at Temple every week, and on occasion she would see him get dragged in by his mother before rushing out as soon as it was over.

Releasing the necklace, she smoothed out her suede, dark chocolate colored pencil mini skirt that ended mid-thigh, paired with matching green flats and a green and brown plaid headband, in her usual style that was yet another reason Santana, Quinn, Puck, Brittany, and all the other football players made fun of her.

And she knew that that was one way she could make herself a little more popular. She knew that she had the control over how she dressed, but she was comfortable in her clothes and if she was going to be attacked by a slushy, why would she get dressed up for school so that she was wearing her best clothes? If it wasn't for the fact she had grabbed her clothes without thinking that day for what she'd change into, she never would have brought that skirt.

It was too expensive, too nice, and made of too nice a material. Besides, it looked amazing on her and she would hate to see a skirt like that put to waste when football team ruined it with a slushy or the cheerleaders insulted it so that she would hate wearing it, despite the fact that Mike was constantly telling her how sexy the skirt looked on her, causing her to erupt into giggles the same way she did every time Mike tried to compliment her on how she looked.

She rolled her eyes, shaking off her thoughts on what people did to ruin her life, and resumed to playing with her necklace until Mike came back to escort her onto the field.

"Hey-what are you doing out here?"

She jumped at the voice which was all too familiar to her, dropping her chain and looking up at the six foot tall, burly football player who was made up of all muscle and nothing else, a mohawk ruining what would be beautiful, dark chocolate colored curls, his hazel eyes locked on her legs as he spoke, pausing at the locker room door to study her.

"I'm...I'm waiting for Michael-he's my ride home and since he has practice he said I could stay and watch," She said, struggling to gain her confidence back, something that Noah Puckerman always managed to steal from her.

"Michael? Who the hell is-wait, Mike? Are you talking about Mike Chang? Wait a second...Berry? What the fuck are you doing outside the locker room and when the fuck did you turn into a girl who looked like that?" He asked, raising his eyebrows as he looked up to meet her own death-by-chocolate colored eyes.

She gulped, her confidence instantly shattering as she realized their careless conversation that had been going on was only because he hadn't realized that she was Rachel Berry, and had assumed she was just another good looking high school female.

"I told you-I'm waiting for Michael to finish changing because he is my ride home and I'm watching him practice today, as I have nothing better to do until he can bring me home." She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest as she did some of the best acting she had ever done in her entire life.

If she was being one hundred percent honest, she would have to admit that she had a crush on Noah Puckerman.

She knew it was completely unrealistic, since he was the popular athlete and she was just the nerdy girl that nobody noticed. She didn't get asked out on dates and she didn't get boyfriends. The closest she came were her times with Mike.

Still there was a part of her that hoped and prayed that one day Puck would see past her Queen of the Gleeks exterior and ask her out, especially since that would be the best way to stop the bullying she constantly had to deal with.

It wasn't like Mike wasn't good enough for her. He did a wonderful job when it came to protecting her, but sometimes it just wasn't enough. He didn't have the power to take on the entire football team, the way that Puck would be able to. And nobody listened to him the way they would listen to Puck.

Besides, there was something in Rachel that made her want to help to fix Puck and turn him into a better person. She wanted to get past the bad boy exterior he acted like he was so proud of and bring out the sweet boy who opened the door for his mother when he was going to Temple-he acted like he was forced, but Rachel saw him praying and how his eyes sparkled at the service. Rachel longed to help Puck and turn him into a better person-the type of person she believed he could be, if he'd only give it a chance.

"Huh," He ran a hand through his mohawk as he walked away from the door, taking a step towards her. "You and Chang a thing now?" He wondered, raising his eyebrow in that sexy way he managed to do.

"Michael and I a...a thing? Do you mean like a couple? Because that's not true. We are merely best friends," Rachel said with a slight giggle to her voice as she stared up at the boy, as he was six feet tall while she was only five foot three. There was quite a height difference between the pair and she was well aware of it, just as she was with the height difference between herself and everybody else at the school, being one of the shortest girls in the entire high school.

"He's been friends with you since kindergarten and he hasn't tried to tap that yet?" He asked, turning his head for a better view at her ass. She rolled her eyes at his vulgarity. "Maybe the other guys are right about him being gay," Puck shrugged.

"What is that supposed to mean? Just because Michael is capable of being friends with a female while the rest of you only see girls as sexual fantasies come to life meant to provide you with entertainment and a stress reliever to control your lustful hormones doesn't mean that no other male is capable of being friends with a girl without being interested in a person of the same gender." She said rudely, crossing her arms over her chest as she narrowed her eyes at him.

She was well aware that it was risky to be talking to him that way and that she was more than likely to get more than the usual 'good morning' slushy facial the next day, but she didn't care.

Coming from a family with two fathers who were happily married and in love with one another made her much less of a bigot than the rest of the people in her small town and she absolutely despised homophobic people, especially when they were from the younger generation. Besides, assuming that somebody was gay merely because they were friends with a girl just showed how empty minded and shallow headed people, especially males, could be.

It was utterly ridiculous for the other boys on the football team to assume that Mike was gay merely because he was a virgin and was not attracted to his best friend merely because of the fact that she was a female. Mike was a good guy and he thought of Rachel as a little sister, so it would be strange if he wanted to sleep with her just to stop the other guys from talking.

Besides, he didn't care what they had to say about him. He just brushed off their comments and eventually they stopped making them. Even if Mike didn't consider his team as friends and was rarely with them outside of school, it didn't mean they didn't think of him as one of them. Especially with his talent when it came to the sport.

"I'm just saying, if I was friends with a girl like you, I wouldn't be waiting around for some other guy to win her over. I'd be all over getting with you," Puck said, moving in closer to her.

She bit back on her bottom lip to hide the smile she was fighting, because Puck had just called her attractive.

And she was sure that he didn't mean it. He was trying to bother her. He was trying to get to her and she wasn't going to let him know it was working. And besides, he was using it as a way to insult Mike, and Rachel was not going to allow that to happen. She was just going to make the best of things until he was done or Mike came to save her, whichever came first.

"If I got the chance to hang out with you all of the time, I wouldn't let those opportunities go to waste. I'd be spending each and every second making sure you realized how-"

"What's going on out here?" Mike's voice cut through Puck's husky voice as he moved in closer to Rachel.

"I'm just having some fun with your girl-she said you two weren't anything special," Puck said with that lazy smirk as he looked at Mike from over his shoulder, one hand on the wall besides Rachel on the wall and the other down by her waist, still with the palm flat against the wall as he started to turn his teasing onto Mike.

"Get away from her, now," Mike said, his eyes and voice equally dark as he clenched his hands into tight fists.

"Sorry," Puck said, holding his hands up in a sign of surrender as he faced Mike full on now. "I didn't realize there was something going on between you two. Not after she said you were just friends," He said sarcastically, lowering his hands and pushing past Mike, making his way into the locker room, after flashing a quick wink to Rachel.

"Did he try something with you? Did he hurt you?" Mike asked, moving in towards Rachel and wrapping her in a tight hug.

"He called you gay because you never tried anything with me, Michael," She whispered, wrapping her own arms around him to return the hug, snuggling up against his strong chest, the one place she always felt safe that wasn't up on stage. "He doesn't seem to understand that you just don't find me attractive that way," She sighed.

"Rach, don't be so stupid," Mike rolled his eyes, pushing her slightly away so he could look down at her and meet her eyes. "I'd have to be gay if I didn't realize how hot you were. Puck's just mad at me because I told him to back off of you and...I just told him that he needed to back off," He said, shaking his head.

"Wait-you told him to back off and he acted like that? I don't get it. You've told him to back off a million times before and he's never acted that way. I don't understand," Rachel asked, lowering her head and giving that confused frown she always gave him when he was confusing her, arms crossed over her chest.

"He was making some rude comments about you, okay? And when I told him he shouldn't disrespect you that way, he got pissed off. I should have known he was going to do something stupid like that to get to me," Mike replied, lifting a hand and reaching up to slap himself in the head. "I'm such an idiot-I shouldn't be leaving you anywhere on your own, especially someplace I know he could actually find you," He sighed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as they started making their way towards the football field.

"Michael, you can't blame yourself for how he acts. He's nothing more than a jerk," She sighed, trying not to let him see her disappointment.

After all, it shouldn't surprise her that Puck didn't really mean any of what had happened. He just wanted to bother Mike for standing up to him, something he was constantly doing to people who tried to defend themselves or others. It didn't mean anything and Rachel would do best to just forget about it and let it go.

Still, a part of her was curious as to what kind of comments Puck had been making that could bring Mike to tell him to lay off and deserve this kind of a reaction from him to get back at Puck.

"What exactly did he say?" Rachel wondered as they exited the school, side by side.

"He said that he was glad he started the slushy facials, because you looked good in a wet tee shirt, and he should probably start doing it more often to get a better peak. And then he got on about how your skirts are just the right length that he gets a view of your ass when you bend over or turn around really fast. And when the other guys started up on him about checking you out, he started to talk about how he'd want to sleep with you because he thought virgins were sexy, and he's love to be the one to 'pop Berry's Cherry', in his own words," Mike said reluctantly and Rachel knew that each word he got out hurt him.

As he spoke, Rachel's heart broke even more, because it showed that she wasn't anything more to Puck, and if anything were to happen between them, it was just another attempt to further her humiliation.

She should have expected it, of course, as a guy who was with Santana Lopez wouldn't need her in his life and wouldn't even want her, even if it was just for something extra on the side. Santana was more than enough for any guy, she was sure, and from what she had heard, she was highly possessive of what she considered hers. And when it came to Noah Puckerman, he was hers.

So, Rachel should consider herself lucky that Puck wasn't seriously interested in her, because that meant she didn't have to deal with the cruelties that she was sure would come along with Santana Lopez finding out about that particular piece of gossip.

Of course, just one person saying the wrong thing to Santana about what had happened between the two of them in the hallway would lead to the same problem, because Santana would love another reason to scare Rachel into a quivering fit of loser that would only add to the ridicule she received from the rest of the school. Luckily, Rachel was sure nobody had been around to see the scene between her and her tormentor that she couldn't help but find just the tiniest bit sexy.

Not that she would ever admit it aloud.

The only person she even had to tell about her crush was Mike, and she knew how he would react to that particular piece of news. He would be angry and he would start a long rant about all the negative things that would come from her and Puck, reminding her constantly that there wasn't a single positive thing that could come out of a relationship, because all Puck would do was hurt her, which was proven by how he had treated any other girl he had ever been with.

She knew how Mike felt towards Puck and she knew that while, for a while, they had been friends of a sort, that friendship was over and it was never coming back again due to something that had happened between the pair that neither ever mentioned.


The thing about Mike Chang that Noah Puckerman really couldn't stand was how close he was with Rachel Berry.

Yeah, it might sound weird, that the popular football player was interested in the nerdy loser girl, but it was a little bit cliched and Puck knew that their relationship was a typical high school stereotype-the school's bad boy with the good girl?

So, Puck had a crush on Rachel. What was the big deal, really? He was 'dating' Santana, if anybody asked the Latino, but in Puck's eyes, they just slept together when they needed a late night booty call because they were in the mood for a good time. They weren't anything serious, and nobody could expect Puck to settle down with just one girl.

Except for Rachel.

She could ask him to do anything and he would do it in a heartbeat. He would do anything if he thought it would make her smile, because her smile was known to drive him crazy, and he loved seeing it on the rare occasion it was present on her face when he was around her. He didn't see it often and he cherished when he did get to see it.

And maybe that didn't make any sense when one considered the way he was constantly bullying her, but he couldn't very well go around acting as if he were interested in her after she had rejected him in front of the entire school at the very beginning of freshman year. It had taken him weeks to get over that loss and just as long to finally make everybody forget that he had ever shown an interest in her at all, to stop the taunting that he couldn't get a date with Rachel Berry.

So, whenever he was careless and slipped up about a sexual remark about Rachel, he ended up making it worse so he sounded like a bigger dick so he didn't have to deal with what the football team around have to say about it. And that just made Mike threaten him to stay away from Rachel because if she got hurt, Mike was going to have to hurt whoever had done it twice as badly as she was hurt.

After all, Rachel was the reason he and Mike were no longer friends.

Back in the eighth grade, they had been almost best friends, and would have been if it hadn't been for Rachel already holding that place in Mike's heart.

When Puck had told Mike that he had feelings towards Rachel, Mike had looked him dead in the eyes and let him know that Rachel belonged to him and nobody else was allowed to have her. And when Puck said they could just let Rachel decide, Mike had threatened that if Puck ever asked the girl out, he would live to regret it.

They stopped speaking after that day, and by the time freshman year rolled around, Puck confidently strolled over to the brunette and asked her if she wanted to go see a movie that night, with Mike right there.

After the girl had flashed a questioning look at Mike who had given a slight shake of his head that only Rachel and Puck seemed to have noticed, she explained that she didn't think it would be a good idea, especially considering the fact that they barely even knew one another and had rarely even talked before that. In other words, Rachel Berry had turned down Noah Puckerman and no girl had ever turned Puck down before, making the girl with no friends and no other choices for a relationship, the first girl to reject him.

The next day, Puck had tossed a slushy in her face when she had approached him in an effort to talk to him about what had happened the previous day, trying to apologize and explain her reasoning.

Puck hadn't wanted to hear it, and that had resulted in his streak as her bully.

Still, every time Azimio made a comment about her body or tried to toss a slushy at her, he got a new bruise and a new story about how Puck had punched him, before Puck threatened him about going after what was his. And whenever Finn made some comment about her that Puck didn't like, he sat his best friend down and reminded him exactly why he hated her so much to make him remember he needed to stop. And then there was that new kid Karofsky that needed to learn a thing or two about how to respect the Puckerman Code. When Puck marked something as his, that meant it was his and nobody else could have anything to do with it.

At least, until Puck was done with it.

And Puck wasn't going to be done with Rachel Berry until he had had his chance with her. Which was going to be a very long time from now, if Mike Chang had anything to do with it.

Sometimes, Puck really hated that kid.


While Mike Chang hated when anybody was bullied, he especially despised it when Rachel was the one being picked on.

Because his girl didn't deserve that kind of treatment, and while she might argue that classifying her as such was not only sexist but also misleading as they weren't dating, he really didn't care because she was his girl.

The only reason they weren't going out was because she was too afraid of ruining their friendship and he was too nice to push her into something she didn't feel comfortable with.

And while he would deny it to anybody, he did have a crush on her.

And he wasn't denying it because he was ashamed of her. He was denying it so she wouldn't feel bad about breaking his heart every single time she reminded him that they were only friends.

Still, when he saw a football player making a comment about her appearance-whether it be a positive or negative comment, he didn't care-or saw a Cheerio bullying her, he stepped in and began his defense, because if he couldn't be her man, he was going to be her hero, as that was all she seemed to think of him as outside of a friend.

She had proven she thought as much when Puck had been hitting on her outside of the locker room that day. She had even told Puck, who she knew Mike hated, that they were just friends.

Now, Mike wasn't a stupid guy. He knew what was going on and he understood that Rachel had a crush on the idiot, but he had thought it was just one of her fantasies about him choosing her and allowing her a free pass into the land of popularity. Instead, he was forced with the awful truth.

Rachel didn't just have a hopeless crush on Puck because she was a hopeless dreamer who believed in a fairytale-worthy happily ever after. She had a crush on him because she wanted to change him and turn him into a better person.

And the thing that really bugged him about that was the fact that what she wanted to change Puck into was the guy that Mike already was. She wanted to take a guy who only wanted her for her body and to get her into bed and turn him into the guy that she already had waiting on her hand and foot, ready to do whatever it took to please her.

And that was why Mike Chang really hated Noah Puckerman sometimes.