The clock seemed to move slower the more I stared at it. I couldn't help staring at it; I check time, it's a nervous habit that I have developed over my high school life. The way I saw it, every second that passed was one less I had to spend in Lima. It wasn't so much the town I wanted to get away from as much as it was the people in it. Nothing ever seemed to happen outside of Lima, and if it did, I never heard of it. What I was hearing though, was information I never knew I didn't know about myself. If that makes any damn sense to anybody.

Example: I moved here because I got kicked out of my last school for taking a picture of my ass and plastering it all over the school.

That never happened. I don't even own a camera anymore to take a picture of my ass; my last one got dropped in a puddle by a stupid ex-friend of mine. Nor do I want to plaster it all over a school for people to see. Without thinking twice about it I let my head fall to my desk. The bang of the weight of my head hitting the table sounded through the class room shortly followed by, "Candice, are you okay?"

I lifted my head with a smile and looked to the front of the class. Mr. Schu was looking to me, he had stood up to (my guess) make sure I wasn't blacked out or anything, "Perfectly fine, Mr. Schu." I replied as my forehead slowly began to throb.

He furrowed his brow as if he had a hard time believing me as he slowly sat back down. I sighed and slouched back in my seat. A note landed on my desk in a semi perfect football shape. I looked over my shoulder as saw Sir Puckerman grinning.

He put the palms of his hands together and opened them slowly, imitation a book, as he mouthed, "Read it," to me.

I slapped my hand down on the note and unfolded it under my desk.

Your ass looks good in them jeans.

I tried my best to hold back a smirk that Puck brought out so easily in me. He's been trying to get with me for a while now. Since I moved here to be exact. I've been turning him down nearly every day because I know his type. Puck is the type who always gets who he wants, when he wants. I'm just not that easy.

I'm annoyed at life right now. May I turn you down later?

What's wrong?

Lima. Not to mention the head ache that's trying to form. I'm debating ditching the rest of the day. You in?

Can't; if I get caught I'll get expelled. My probation officer was sure to make that clear. Will you at least go to glee club?

Well, I might as well stay now. I hate ditching alone.

Good, that means I get to see dat ass some more.

I didn't get a chance to reply as the bell rang. Everyone jumped up at the noise, gathering their things and racing to the door. I took my time, knowing that if I raced out I would only get caught in a traffic jam. I stood up and stacked my things as a pair of arms wrapped around me, "Excuse me miss," the voice I knew as Puck's rang, "are your legs tired; cause they've been running through my mind all day." I sighed as a smile slowly grew across my face.

"How much dust was on the book you pulled that out of?" I asked as I turned to face him.

He took an arm from around my waist and re-slung he back pack over his shoulder, "You know I don't read." He smirked.

"Candice, can I talk to you?" Mr. Schu asked grabbing my attention.

I looked from Puck to Schu and back again; Puck raised an eyebrow and mouthed 'later' to me before walking out of class. I gathered my things and walked over Mr. Schu's desk. He looked up to me as he stood, "Are you sure everything is okay?" He asked as we were eye level with each other.

I smiled weakly, "Yeah. Rumors are starting to bother me I guess." I sighed out.

"If you need to you could go to the counselor. She does help with this sort of thing." Mr. Schu said while staking his papers and his teacher's copy of our Spanish book.

"I think I can handle it, Sock." I replied. He smiled at the name I had given him.

"Alright, I'm sure glee practice will get your spirits up!" He exclaimed with a big smile as we walked out of the door. I returned the smile as we parted and made way to my locker.

I sighed as I made my way down the hall, "Candi!" I heard someone shout. I looked up to catch Puck's eye. He was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets surrounded by a few other guys; he smirked and raised his brow. I smiled as he puckered his lips and made a kiss motion. I blushed and looked to the floor as I kept walking.

I made it to my locker with no damage done to me and a smile plastered on my face. Carter, my (twin) brother, looked at me as I opened my locker. He traded a few books from his arms to his locker as I caught his eye.

He raised an eyebrow. What are you so happy about?

I tightened my smile and traded books of my own. Oh, nothing. I looked over my shoulder back at Puck, who looked from one of his friends to me and back to his friend with a renewed smile.

I turned back to my locker and closed it, to reveal a very dirty look from Carter. No.

I couldn't help but get defensive to this. I haven't. I turned and began to walk away. He caught up with me in a few short strides.

"Lunch?" He asked as we made our way to the cafeteria, dropping the conversation of Puck completely.

"Sure! I have to drop off my music for Glee first. Wanna come with?" I asked as we stopped at the splitting point of the cafeteria and Glee.

"Uhhh, I think I'll just meet you in the cafeteria." Carter replied with a few slow nods.

I laughed, "Okay. Meet you there." I said as we parted ways.

I know! I have a problem with starting stories and not finishing them or taking a while to update. But this one has been sitting in my flash drive for what feels like EVER and I wanted it to be out already. So...reviews for next chapter? - I hate to be that kind of updater, but it's the only way I get reviews sometimes. Lol. Much love!