Chapter one: "Prom"forming at Prom
Puck's POV
"Hey guys! How was your weekend?" asked. We all groaned in response. "Well I've got some news. We are performing at Prom!" he announced.
"? Don't you think this might be a risky idea considering Nationals being less than three weeks away?" Rachel asked. She crossed her mile long legs that always seem to give me a hard-on just thinking about them.
"While I'd normally agree with you Rachel, we need the money. Figgins is giving us four hundred dollars to do Prom." explained. "I understand that each of you want to enjoy your Prom so I've come up with an idea. Each one of you are going to perform a song. It doesn't matter if it's a group number or a solo; everyone will perform at least once." Mr. Schue said.
We all started talking at once talking about song selections and groups that we can sing with; soon enough it was just a loud buzz of voices. I took Rachel's hand and she smiled at me. God Dammit! When was I gonna grow a pair and ask her to prom. I mean I'm a fucking badass stud, I don't get nervous, epically since me and Berry are already going out.
"Tomorrow I want us all to meet at the auditorium to practice our songs and let me approve them." said. The bell rang signaling the end of the day. We all piled out of the choir room and I walked Berry to my truck. I laughed as she attempted yet again to get in my truck without a boost. Damn, that never gets old.
"Are you making fun of my height?" She pretended to be offended.
"Me? I'd never." I scoffed. We drove in silence accept for "Airplanes" by B.O.B. and Haley Williams.
"So what song what were you thinking of doing for prom?" Rachel asked.
"Im not sure yet, I'm gonna youtube some songs when I get home. Do you want to help? Im sure Crazy Jew Mama wont mind of you stay for dinner; she's nuts about you." I said.
"Thank you Noah, I'd love to help you select a song for Prom." She said. I couldn't help but notice the disappointment in her eyes. Why did I have to be such a pussy; what's wrong with me that I can't just ask her to friggin' prom? We went inside and within an hour we picked the perfect song. I called Artie and Sam and they both agreed that this was the perfect song for us to perform. Rachel helped my mom cook dinner and we sat down to eat. Apparently Leah has a school play and Rachel went bananas and spent the rest of the night running lines with her. I drove Rachel home and on my way back I thought of the perfect way to ask her to prom.