Why can't you trust me?
Chapter 1- Mine
Puck's point of view
Shit, karma is a bitch to me. And sometimes I feel like it's me alone. There's this new girl at school she is smoking hot, she has this wavy curly black hair with a little blonde highlights. And blue eyes. Like when I say blue I mean fucking blue. I know that her name is Ian I know weird isn't that a dudes name? Whatever it sounded sexy.
I have almost all of my classes with her. And I also she her when I am at football practice. Why isn't she a cheerleader? With a banging body like hers, all she needs to do is wear those caption crunch skirts and be my girl. Snap out of it Puckavila. She has probably heard about you how you got Quinn pregnant, and made out with Finn's girlfriend. Also that you sleep with moms. "Ian Scott." Our English teacher Mrs. Angers yelled out. I saw Ian put her hand up. I actually sat right behind her.
"Noah Puckerman?" I raised my hand. Usually I don't answer I give a lot of the teachers here a hard time. Ian turned around. Shit, dead puppies. "Hi, I'm Ian, you must be Noah. I have heard a lot about you." She smiled. "R-R-R-Really?" Man, Puck you sound like you just came from a loca estate. "Yeah I made really good friends with Santana Lopez, Mercedes Jones, and Kurt Hummel. They told me to watch out for you that you are dangerous. I didn't know if they meant abusive danger, or now I'm thinking sexy danger." She winked. Say something she just called you sexy. I smiled.
"Just to let you know I totally dig Mohawks." Sweet, she is totally my type of girl. "I think they told you to watch out for me because, I usually don't talk to new girls only the hot ones, and sometimes I try to get them in my bed." Wow, why am I being so honest? "That's cool, that's just who you are. I am guessing you never grew up with a father. Me either so I am kind of rebellious in a way." We have so much in common. "I am also Jewish so, I like to make it known." Jack pot. Look out Ian "Sexy" Scott, cause I am about to make you mine.