I'm back! New story! And I know all my readers must hate me for not writing for so long, but to be completely honest, I've been suffering from writers block and lack of time. Anyways... This is my third Glee story (feel free to check out my other two, both of which I hope to be updating sometime this week) and I hope you like it as much as it likes bugging my brain! Enjoy!
No fucking way, Puck looked at his best friend before bursting into a fit of laughter. "How the hell do you manage to break an arm and a leg and two ribs?"
"It's not funny, dude. You would kick my ass if you were in my position and I was making fun of you," Finn looked around the choir room helplessly, waiting for someone to show up who would defend him against Puck's hurtful taunts.
"Okay, numero uno," Puck stated holding up one finger, "Only you could manage this. Like I'm not even that surprised, you big klutz. Second of all, you're right. I'm surprised you're not trying to run my ass down with that sweet motor scooter. And third of all, stop looking like a fucking puppy. I'm not gonna like, attack, or anything. I just think it's pretty fucking hilarious." Puck looked him over again and chuckled.
"Man, it's not that funny," Finn whined while trying to hold in his laughter. Puck just looked at him trying to suppress his own amusement, and soon enough they were both laughing so hard they were gasping for air.
"Hey," Puck said, trying to get Finn's attention. "What did Rachel say about this?"
"What do you mean?" The look on Finn's face let him know he was either constipated or he really didn't understand what Puck was trying to get at.
"Oh my! Finn!" Speak of the devil. Puck looked over at Rachel as she rushed to Finn's side. "What happened? Did someone do this to you?"
Puck snorted. "Ha-fucking-ha. Sorry Rach, but Finn the Friendly Giant here did this to himself."
Rachel shot him a glare and went back to fretting over Finn. "How on earth…" she muttered more to herself than to Finn. Her sudden sharp intake of breath made both the boys' heads turn towards her. "Finn," she said gravely, "Will you heal in time for Sectionals?"
Puck tried not to laugh at the girl's dramatics.
"Uh… let's see… when's sectionals? In like four months-"
"One month, actually." Rachel whispered, eyes wide as her boyfriend continued to talk.
"-so yeah, I should be okay by then." Finn finished unaware of Rachel's interruption.
Puck looked from Finn who was holding up and counting some of his fingers to Rachel, who was looking at Puck with those wide puppy dog eyes.
What the hell is she looking at me like that for…?
Puck was just about to ask when the rest of the Glee kids walked in and begin to question Finn about what was broken and how it happened. Rachel stayed at Finn's side while Puck decided to back up to make more room, and it seemed like every time he looked over at the couple, Rachel had already been staring at him. Puck quickly averted his eyes each time and took in the other Gleeks reactions with mild interest.
Brittany was trying to put cat stickers all over Finn's casts while the other Gleeks found sharpies to sign with. Of course Finn was being modest about all the attention, but that was fine because Rachel seemed to be lapping it up. She had her arm curled around Finn's good one and was answering their medical questions, as if she hadn't found out just a few moments ago. Quinn didn't seem too amused by this and was sticking in little medical facts about hairline fractures and setting bones, as if anyone cared. These anecdotes made Sam look a little p., if you were asking Puck.
Fucking soap opera.
"Okay guys as Sectionals draw closer we really need to get this set list-" Everyone turned towards the teacher as he walked through the doors, waiting for him to notice Finn.
"Hi, Mr. Shue," Finn waved his arm cast at the teacher.
"Oh shit." Puck heard the teacher mutter. "Finn, what did you do?"
Finn blushed bright red and gave a mumbled answer.
"What was that, Finn?" Mr. Shue prodded.
"I said that I tried to surf down my stairs on an ironing board." Finn huffed defensively.
"Oh Finn," Rachel winced quietly. Puck was pretty sure it was over Finn's lack of brain cells.
Everyone looked around waiting to see who would laugh first.
"The doctor said I should be all healed in nine weeks?" Finn stated hopefully. Trying to get someone to speak.
"Yes, but Finn there will also be physical therapy and the fear of any more damage after that…" Rachel rubbed at her temple. "Who is my new lead?"
"Wha- no- I- I can still be the male lead!" Finn sputtered.
"Please tell me Frankenteen was just kidding." Mercedes begged.
Finn looked at Rachel, around the room, then back to Rachel. Back up, Puck thought.
"Sorry, dude. But it's impossible." Puck shrugged in his friend's direction.
"Which is why I think tryouts for the male lead are in order!" Rachel exclaimed jumping out of her chair.
Mr. Shue clapped a couple times, "Hold up, Rachel. Let me do this, okay?"
Rachel just looked at him before returning to her seat next to Finn. Mr. Shue waited for everyone to find their own seats before he began to talk. "Glee guys! We need a new male lead!"
Mr. Shue turned towards his first victim. "Artie?"
Artie looked at the Glee club director as if he were mental. "Mr. Shuester, I'm a cripple. Pass."
"Mike?"
"Sorry, Mr. Shue, but I don't think my singing voice is ready for that yet. Pass."
"Kurt?"
"Seriously?" Kurt questioned. "You're kidding? Okay, you're not kidding. No, Mr. Shue, I'll just have a solo instead. Pass."
"Sam?"
"Uhh… I… well, ya see…" Sam sputtered, trying to come up with some sort of answer until Quinn pinched his arm. "I don't think I can. Not my type of thing. Pass."
Mr. Shue turned towards Puck with a hopeful look on his face.
Oh. Fuck. No.
"Puck? Come on Puck, you love to sing! And play guitar! This is a great opportunity for you!" Puck felt bad for the guy. He was pretty much begging at this point and there was no fucking way he was going to say yes to this. "Please Puck."
"I just don't think-" Puck started. And then he looked at Rachel, specifically at her big-ass Bambi eyes. Fuck my life.
Puck turned back to Mr. Shue. "Let me think about it, okay? I'll get back to you tomorrow." It was then the bell decided to ring for free period to be over, and Puck pretty much jumped up and ran.
He knew Rachel Berry, and her powers of persuasion could be pretty fucking persuasive.
Later in the day, Puck found Sam in the weight room.
"Dude, why aren't you gonna be the stupid lead for Glee club, or whatever?" Puck asked, rather nonchalantly in his opinion.
Wait… nonchalantly…the fuck?
Sam watched Puck shake his head at himself before picking up some weights. "I don't know. I like to sing and all, but Quinn said no."
"Fuck what Quinn says." Puck muttered between arm raises. Gotta keep the guns in tip-top shape.
"No man. If I wanna pick the lock on her chastity belt anytime soon, that is not a good idea."
You aren't missing out on much, dude. "Come on! You like to sing don't you?"
Sam nodded, but to the looks of Puck, this conversation wasn't getting him anything.
"Look, as the new quarterback and being Quinn Fabray's boyfriend, I gotta work on me before I can get involved in anything else. You'll be fine, dude. Rachel's hot enough."
"Don't say that, man," Puck growled out. "She's with Finn." He said it as a reminder for Sam, not himself. Definitely not for himself.
"Okay… just making an observation. Don't loose your shit." Sam grabbed his water bottle and headed off towards the locker rooms. "You'll be fine, Puckerman. You love the attention."
"So Puck? Come to your decision yet?" Mr. Shue looked like a fucking puppy. You're doing this for the club, Puckerman. You're not doing it for the brown Bambi eyes burning a fucking hole in the back of your head right now.
"Yeah, Mr. Shue. I'll be the leading man." Puck sighed. Bye-bye last shreds of reputation.
Everyone in the room cheered and patted him on the back. And Puck could of sworn he saw Shuester fist pumping when he thought no one was looking. There was one thing missing though…
Dammit, Finn. You owe me for life. "What's the problem, Rachel?"
When Puck turned in his chair he saw Rachel biting her lip. Sexy as fuck and she has no idea she's wasting it on Finn... wait… what?
"Go on, spit it out."
"Noah, while you have a lovely singing voice and are practiced in the arts of guitar and piano playing, are you positive you are up for the task of keeping up with me musically? I will admit our voices go together terrifically, but Finn and I already had our duet picked out for Sectionals. Do you really want to take this all on?" Rachel took a huge breath and looked to Puck, waiting for an answer to her long-winded speech.
"Babe, I'm the Puckerone. I can do anything." Puck smirked at her cockily.
"I would like to hear an audition piece. Right now." Rachel demanded.
"Rachel," Mr. Shue said sternly. "He already agreed and there are no objections. That won't be necessary, Puck."
"Yeah. What Mr. Shue said." Puck told Rachel.
"Are you saying you can't do it?" Rachel lifted her eyebrow until it disappeared under her bangs.
So damn sexy. "I can and I will, Princess." Puck breathed getting right up in her face.
"Fine." Rachel said, sitting back with a triumphant grin on her face. "Prove it."
Puck walked over to the band and let them know his song choice. He watched Rachel's eyebrows shoot up as he went to seat himself behind the piano and started playing the opening notes perfectly.
He kept his eyes on Rachel as he started to sing.
In the light of the sun
Is there anyone? Oh, it has begun
Oh dear, you look so lost
Your eyes are red, the tears are shed
This world you must have crossed, you said
You don't know me
And you don't even care, oh yeah
And you said, you don't know me
And you don't wear my chains, oh yeah
Essential yet appealed
You carry all your thoughts across an open field
Where flowers gaze at you
They're not the only ones who cry when they see you
You said you don't know me
And you don't even care, oh yeah
Well you said you don't know me
And you don't wear my chains, oh yeah
Puck hopped off the piano bench, letting Brad take over. He ran over to a guitar sitting by the band and picked it up quickly to catch his cue.
She said I think I'll go to Boston
I think I'll start a new life
I think I'll start it over
Where no one knows my name
I'll get out of California
I'm tired of the weather
I think I'll get a lover
And fly 'em out to Spain
Oh yeah and I think I'll go to Boston
I think that I was tired
I think I need a new town
To leave this all behind
I think I need a sunrise
I'm tired of Sunset
I hear it's nice in the summer
Some snow would be nice, oh yeah
You don't know me
And you don't even care, oh yeah
Boston, where no one knows my name
Where no one knows my name
Where no one knows my name, yeah
Boston, where no one knows my name
Puck finished off and bowed when the Glee club started to clap.
"So, did I prove myself worthy of being your leading man?" Puck asked with a smirk once the noise from the club subsided.
Rachel nodded her head and smiled at him, temporarily forgetting about her boyfriend and everyone else in the room. "I think you'll make a first-rate replacement, Noah."
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The song was Boston by Augustana. I recommend you listen, it's a great song.
Puckleberry fans, THIS IS A PUCKLEBERRY STORY. Just be patient. It won't be too long.
I would also like to say that I AM NOT A DOCTOR! Nor have I ever had a broken bone, so please feel free to correct me if I make a mistake.
I always love good song ideas. They make me happy.
I really hope I can get in an update for "Forgetting the Forgotten" and "Keeping a Broken Promise", but I have HORRIBLE writers block. Help is always welcomed with open arms.
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xoxo Brooke