Ruined by a flash

As he walked into the school, he could feel it. Them. All the eyes, quietly judging him. And for what? Just for loving someone? For having sex with that someone? Didn't people do that all the time? Because he loved Puck. He really did.

As he walked down the hallway, he could hear the whispering. The laughing. The disgust in their voices. He sat down with a sigh. As soon as Mr. Shue started talking, he zoned out.

His mind flashed back to the night before. Hands on sweaty chests. Red, hot, skin, raised by sharp nails, exploring the body of the god before him. A breathy moan. Sweet little kisses, followed by needy, sloppy ones. An outcry. A flash of a cell phone camera by the window. The sound of someone running. A realization.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the period. One hour survived. Six to go. He groaned, and thought to himself ,"I'm a dead man."

Hi guys! My second story so far, please let me know what you think of it! Reviews are love =^.^=

Next up will be Puck's POV, although it may be a while till I post because I'm really, really busy with school.. Sorry!

Love, Monkeydaphne