PROLOUGE
I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
You're living in the past it's a new generation
Puck loved Kurt. There was something graceful about the way he talked, the way he sassed everybody, and he was so CUTE when he had slushie on his face. Puck pretty much wanted to grab his lips and kiss him softly and tenderly. But he knew how Kurt felt about him. So why bother? Puck would stay up at night, thinking about this boy, this gorgeous boy, and he couldn't do anything to control himself. He was in love.
Quinn loved Rachel. She was annoying, sure, but that girl was hot, if you got rid of the horrible oufits. Rachel was kinda nice to Quinn back at Sectionals, Quinn never forgot that. Rachel was dating Quinn's ex now, an ex that she lied to. Rachel would never fully understand why she did it, or get that when sitting in the bed with Puck, she thought of Rachel. But Rachel hated Quinn. So there was no point. But it was true. It was love.
Santana loved Brittany. Yeah, they slept together, a lot. But Britt just didn't feel the magic that Santana did. Brittany always seemed to be in Santana's shadow. Santana wanted to show Britt to the world, love her, hold her. But Brittany just didn't feel the same. She'd watch her make out with other men, and Santana would get that friggin jealous feeling. She could do nothing about it. She hated it, but, dammit, she had fallen in love.
So why can't they just tell them? Cause everyone has friggin reputations to consider.