Well, my first Glee fic. And I kinda like it. I need to work on Puck's characterization, but it's not a total disaster. I shall definitely write more Puckleberry. (and this time of the non angsty kind. Mostly.) It really is my Glee OTP. How can you NOT love it? Anyway. Done rambling now. I may turn this into a group of oneshots if people like it.
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He chose Glee over football.
He tells himself he's not crazy, he had a reason, but then he gets stuck. What was his reason? (Reasons??)
He tries telling himself it was for his boy, Finn. That Chang and Rutherford would probably choose football, and Finn would choose Glee, because Glee was his idea, and some shit like that.
But then Finn doesn't walk through the door, so he tries telling himself that it wasn't for Finn, it was for Quinn. Quinn and the baby she's carrying that belongs to him.
He tells himself one thing though. It definitely wasn't for Crazy Berry, even if she is insanely hot in knee socks and practically non existant skirts.
Because if he didn't tell himself that, over and over, he'd never be able to walk away and leave her on the bleachers. But he did.
So he can keep lying to himself, and he can keep lying to Glee.
But how long for? Glee, he can lie to indefinitely, even if Schuester does look at him in that nauseatingly understanding way of his.
Himself he can lie to until the freaking cows come home. He thinks.
So he repeats it over and over again, in his head, to anyone who asks why.
He didn't choose Glee for Berry and her naughty schoolgirl wardrobe.
But, he thinks, it's certainly an upside, getting to see those legs. Every day.
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