Noah Puckerman was one badass Jew. Going by the nickname Puck for as long as he could remember, everyone knew him as the football jock with a bit of a temper and wasn't afraid to throw a nerd in a dumpster every once in a while. Okay, let's face it, he has more than a temper. It's like full blown anger management issues. But nonetheless, Puck still had a soft spot for a certain Jewish female with the big Broadway singing voice and a thing for wearing the shortest skirts ever.
The truth was, Puck was totally in love with Rachel Berry. He mentally hit himself in the groin everytime he caught himself staring at her ass in glee club. It's funny because that actually happened a lot.
Puck never really knew how he could fall for someone who enjoyed singing showtunes and cared about whether or not she graduates high school.
He supposes that it had something to do with their friendship back in elemantary and middle school. It also helped that they were nextdoor neighbors, but he never worked up the courage to walk the 30 feet that seperated their front doors to ask her out.
They sort of had a falling out the summer after eighth grade. He had started hanging out with Finn Hudson and the rest of the football team way to much and got into the deepest trouble imaginable. Puck wasn't always that way and longs for the day that he and Rachel could atleast be friends again.
Even seeing her now, standing at her locker, was enough to make him smile. However, that smile faded when he saw Karofsky walk down the hallway, slushie in hand.
Before Puck had even taken a step over to where they were standing, he saw Rachel running to the bathoom, a change of clothes in hand, tears in her eyes, covered in purple mush.
Puck was so furious. He had it; this had gone on way too long.
He rushed into the bathroom after her, ignoring the glares that were thrown his way when people noticed he was walking into the girls' batroom.
"Hi," was all he said when he closed the door behind him. Rachel looked up from the sink where she was washing the goop out of hair, startled at the sound of a voice that sounded so familiar yet so unrecognisable (did I spell that right?lol).
"Noah! What are you doing in here? The last time I checked, the sign on the door said girls. Now unless you got some work done over the summer (Oh I forgot to tell you, this takes place during junior year.), I suggest you get the hell out of here." Puck smiled at that. Still the same old Rachel.
"Calm down, Berry, I just wanted to see if you were okay."
"Since when did you ever care about me?"
"Rachel, I've always cared about you; since the first day of kindergarten when we became friends. I know you think it doesn't seem like it now, but I still do. Just remember that. Now, if Karofsky or anyone else ever slushies you again, come and tell me, so I can kick their asses." Puck couldn't help but smile once again. She was just so adorable. Yeah, Rachel Berry had that effect on Noah Puckerman.
This is going to be my attempt at a multichaptered story. Sorry this was a short chapter, but I promise it will get better, or atleast I hope it does.