Summary: Puck is going out of his way to needle Rachel. Rachel devises a plan to get back at him and it backfires. (One shot)

A/N: This is my first fan fiction! I'm very excited to try it out. I've been a lurker/reader for while now and all the great fics I've read have really inspired me. So thanks to those great writers who got me writing again.

Rachel Berry was having a bad week. The past weekend had been spent breaking up with Finn Hudson and even though it was by mutual decision it was still not her favorite way to spend a weekend. She foolishly had thought that Monday would be not only the start of the week but of her starting fresh in her new single life. It was like a metaphor and metaphors are very important in life.

As the week went along she felt like she has been adapting well to her new social status. She'd told herself that the whispers and the stares were just something to get used to because when she became a star they will be almost commonplace. What she wasn't prepared for was one of her very own teammates going out of his way to torment her. After last year, Rachel thought all of Glee Club had bonded and looked out for each other. So it came as a complete surprise to her that Puck began slipping back into his old habits of tormenting her. Although she thought, to be fair, he'd yet to throw a slushie on her but it'd only a matter of time.

"I guess it's only natural for Noah to take Finn's side - even though there are no sides," Rachel complained to Tina as they walked into the cafeteria. "But really, must he torment me so? I mean, there are other perfectly adequate ways of showing support for another individual without resorting to immature taunts."

"What did he do?" Tina asked as she set her tray down next to Rachel at the lunch table.

"What hasn't he done is the better question," replied Rachel. "Yesterday, he spent the whole day making out with different cheerios in front of my locker, refusing to move despite my repeated requests that he do just that. Two days ago, he blocked my car in the parking lot and I had to wait for an extra two hours until he finished football practice. He totally made me miss my dance lesson. The day before that, he spent all of glee practice literally pulling my hair and then deliberately stepping on my feet when we were learning the new choreography. I can't imagine what he's going to do next. I fear for my safety."

Tina rolled her eyes at the tirade Rachel was on. At the same time, she was secretly impressed with the amount of words coming out of Rachel's mouth without Rachel even having to stop to take a breath.

"Rachel, stop. It's just Puck being Puck. I don't think he's taking anybody's side in the whole break up. Nobody is. We all saw that you guys weren't happy together anymore. In fact, most of us are relieved since it might mean a drama free practice or two. That might actually help us win Regionals this year."

"I suppose you're right," Rachel sighed as she stood up from the table; only to hear Tina yell, "LOOK OUT!" a moment too late as a huge body slammed into her. Gasping, Rachel tumbled to the ground. Dazed, it took her a moment to realize that Puck had her pinned down and was smirking at her.

"Fuck, Berry. Why don't you look where you're going for once, huh?" Puck drawled as his hands, not so subtly, began running up and down her body. "You okay? Just let me check you for any broken bones and shit," he laughed.

Rachel was stunned. She could hear the laughter of the other students in the cafeteria, but none of that seemed to matter. She began to lose focus because of the tingling feeling Puck's touch was causing. She gasped when his hand grazed over her breast. Puck let out a little chuckle, which was enough to break the spell that Rachel had found herself under, and quickly pushed him off her.

"Ugh! Noah, what is wrong with you! You are the most vile, despicable pig there ever was! There is absolutely no call to be handling me in such a loathsome manner!" Then with a quick turn on her heel, Rachel stormed out of the cafeteria with Tina running after her. The only thing she could hear as the door closed behind her was Puck's loud laughter.

The rest of the day passed in an angry blur for Rachel. All she could think about was trying to figure out a way to torment Puck. She had put up with a lot of his bad behavior in the past, but feeling her up only after knocking her down was the last straw. There had to be a way to get at him, to get under his skin and make him suffer.

Rachel reached for her phone. She needed reinforcements. She quickly dialed Kurt's number, the one person she knew who was as good as her at scheming to get what they wanted.

"Kurt, I need your help."

"Look, Rachel. If it's about giving up another solo, I'm not going to do it. I deserve…"

Rachel quickly interrupted Kurt's dramatic speech. "No, Kurt. I need your help with a problem that's a big pain in my rear. I assume you either saw or heard about what happened in the cafeteria today. Well, I need revenge. Any ideas?"

"Well, well, well. Little Miss Rachel has decided to take on the Big Dog, huh? I think I could be on board with that. You just have to ask yourself… What is Puck's weakness? What does he love more than anything?"

"His guitar?"

"S.E.X."

Rachel rolled her eyes at the truth behind Kurt's statement. Rachel just prayed that whatever Kurt was thinking didn't involve her looking like a sad, clown hooker again.

"What did you have in mind, Kurt?"

The next day, Rachel was nervous. Kurt had come over early before school to help her prepare for their plan. But, as she walked into glee practice, she wasn't entirely sure that she could go through with it.

"Relax, Rachel. You've got this. Just pull out those acting skills you are forever droning on and on about and let him have it with both barrels," Kurt told her when she hesitated in the doorway.

"You're right, Kurt. I just have to look at this as another acting exercise that will further prepare me for a role on Broadway or in film."

As the rest of the Glee Clubbers walked into practice, Rachel's gaze couldn't help but linger on Puck. He had taken off his Letterman jacket and was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt. "He really does have lovely arms," she thought. Just then, Puck saw her looking at him and gave her a big wink before settling into a chair in the back of the class.

"Alright, everyone. I think that–," Mr. Shue started to say, only to be interrupted by Rachel.

"Mr. Shue. I have prepared a little something for practice today, if you don't mind. I think it might work well for our next competition."

"Okay, Rachel. The floor is yours. But, the band isn't here today."

"It's no problem, Mr. Shue. I'm always prepared to sing, with or without the band. A future star like myself should never be caught without proper backup."

Rachel walked over to the piano to stand a little behind it. She quickly bent over to change out of her ballet flats and into a pair of six inch black stilettos. She then whipped her cardigan sweater off, only to reveal underneath, a low cut halter-top with a drape front. The halter did little to hide the fact that she was not, at that moment, wearing a bra. The only part of her outfit that she didn't change was the extremely short, black skirt she was wearing. But, she did take a moment to pull it higher to show off her legs a little more, as Kurt had instructed. Lastly she tilted her head upside down and ran her fingers through her hair. With one fluid hair flip, Rachel had given herself that "I've just had great sex" bed head that was sexy as hell.

Rachel turned and faced the room, and switched on her iPod. She took in the shocked looks of her fellow Glee Clubbers, but it was only one boy's hooded glance that shot her full of adrenaline.

Music started to play and everyone quickly recognized the sounds of Rihanna's "Rude Boy" coming through the speakers. Almost simultaneously, everyone turned their heads and looked at Puck curiously as Rachel began to sing.

Come here, rude boy, boy; can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy; is you big enough?
Take it, take it baby, baby
Take it, take it; love me, love me

Tonight I'ma let you be the captain
Tonight I'ma let you do your thing, yeah
Tonight I'ma let you be a rider
Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up babe
Tonight I'ma let it be fire
Tonight I'ma let you take me higher
Tonight, baby, we could get it on, yeah, we could get it on, yeah

As she sang, Rachel wandered around the room, pausing to flirt with the guys. But she never stayed with anyone for very long, and her gaze kept wandering back to Puck. She didn't want anyone mistake whom this song was really meant for.

Do you like it?
Boy, I want, want, want whatchu want, want, want
Give it to me, baby like boom, boom, boom
What I want, want, want is what you want, want, want
Nah nah-ah

[Chorus]
Come here, rude boy, boy, can you get it up?
Come here, rude boy, boy, is you big enough?
Take it, take it, baby, baby, take it, take it, love me, love me

Tonight I'ma give it to ya harder
Tonight I'ma turn ya body out
Relax; let me do it how I wanna
If you got it I need it and I'ma put it down
Buckle up; I'ma give it to ya stronger
Hands up; we could go a little longer

Tonight I'ma get a little crazy, get a little crazy, baby

Rachel began to make her way up the back of the room towards Puck, his eyes never leaving her for a second. It was all going according to plan, she thought. A sense of power began to fill her as she saw him shift in his seat, trying to adjust himself.

Like it?
Boy, I want, want, want whatchu want, want, want
Give it to me, baby like boom, boom, boom
What I want, want, want is what you want, want, want
Nah nah-ah

[Chorus]
Come here, rude boy, boy can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy is your big enough?
Take it, take it, baby, baby, take it, take it, love me, love me

Rachel finally reached Puck, only to straddle him and began to grind on him. She could feel her plan working as evidenced by the growing bulge in his pants.

I like the way you touch me there
I like the way you pull my hair
Babe, if I don't feel it I ain't faking, no, no
I like when you tell me 'kiss you there'
I like when you tell me 'move it there'
So giddy-up; time to get it up: you say you a rude boy: show me what you got now
Come here right now

Quickly, Puck's hands grabbed her waist as he smirked at her. Only Rachel's extensive training allowed her to hold the note she was singing and move on to the last chorus.

Take it, take it, baby, baby, take it, take it, love me, love me

[Chorus]
Come here, rude boy, boy, can you get it up?
Come here, rude boy, boy, is you big enough?
Take it, take it, baby, baby, take it, take it, love me, love me

As the song ended, a silence seemed to envelope the room, only to be broken by Kurt clapping.

Rachel leaned over and whispered into Puck's ear, as she maneuvered herself off his lap, "I hope you enjoyed my performance, Noah."

Mr. Shue realized how much he had lost control of his practice, stood and motioned for Rachel to join him.

"Rachel, as much as I appreciate your… ahem… enthusiasm, I must say that I think that song might be a little inappropriate for the judges. Why don't we all leave early today and take the extra the time to try and brainstorm a more acceptable song choice for us to perform?"

Kurt rushed over to where Rachel was standing and pulled her into the hallway.

"Perfect! Phase one of our plan is now in effect. Make him want you. That way, you have all the power. And when you turn him down in front of the whole school and humiliate him, then the revenge plan will be complete. He worked really hard to get his bad boy rep back after Quinn. Rachel Berry turning him down will totally destroy that."

Rachel sighed. "Kurt, I know I said I wanted to make him pay for messing with me, but do you really think he's going to care enough to come after me?"

"Rachel, you didn't see the way he was looking at you during your song. He looked like he wanted to devour you whole. I tell you, sex is the best way to get to Puck."

"I guess you're right. But, I broke up with him before when we dated, and that didn't phase him."

"That's because you didn't do it publicly. Nobody actually believed you broke up with him. They all just assumed he dumped you."

Rachel stiffened because she knew Kurt was right. She was so far down the totem pole; of course people would think that. She was sure that was what they were all thinking about her and Finn's breakup too, even though it was completely mutual.

"Fine, let's move onto phase two."

"Great. I'll meet you at the mall. Phase two definitely calls for some shopping."

Rachel said goodbye to Kurt and headed toward her car, only stumbling slightly in the ultra high heels she was still wearing. As she stood by her car, rummaging in her bag for her keys, she didn't even notice when Puck approached her from behind. That was, until she felt his moist breath on her ear.

"Berry, that was the most fucking awesome performance you've ever done," he whispered.

Rachel shivered slightly at the sound of his husky voice. She tried to turn and face him, but his hands were suddenly on her hips and his body pressed her firmly into her car.

"No. Noah, what are you doing?" she shakily demanded.

"Well, the way I figure it, that was you issuing me a challenge," he said as one of his hands moved to her stomach and slipped beneath the hem of her shirt. He began to lightly caress the silky skin there.

"Challenge? I assure you, Noah, that I have no idea where you would get such a ridiculous notion."

Using his body to hold her in place, Puck moved his other hand up to Rachel's neck and pulled her dark hair aside. He lightly began to kiss her neck.

"You see, I noticed something about you, Berry. Your feelings for Finn were the strongest when there was some sort of shit keeping you from being together, like Quinn or Jesse. But, when you two finally did get together? Poof! The relationship fell apart."

"That's not true, Noah. Finn and I–"

"Blah, blah, blah, Berry. I've heard it all before. It was the same thing with Jesse St. Douchetard. Before he went all extra douchy with the eggs, and things were good between you two, you did that "Run Joey Run" video. Causing drama. You live for the drama shit, Berry. You need a challenge to give you that adrenaline rush."

Puck's hand moved down from her neck and joined his other one, slipping under her shirt. His hands slowly started to drift upwards until they were fully cupping her braless breasts. Rachel bit her lip to keep from moaning, as his hands began to knead her breasts.

Rachel tried to reply to everything Puck was saying, but it was like she was frozen in place. His hands, his voice and his breath on her neck kept her firmly in place.

Puck lightly chuckled as Rachel let out a small moan.

"So, when you and Finnessa broke up, I decided that I was just the guy to give you what you need, Berry. What you need is someone to push you. I knew it was just a matter of time before you fell into my trap."

"You… you mean, you tormenting me was just your way of flirting with me?"

Puck moved his hands off of Rachel's breasts and down to the edges of her skirt, his fingers tickling her thighs. Rachel's eyes flutter closed.

"It was the opening shot in our little war. Game on, Berry. Game on."

Rachel whirled around as she felt him move away. She could only stare after him as he casually walked away. Trying to gather herself together, she reached into her purse for her phone and frantically dialed Kurt.

"Kurt, I think we may need to rethink phase two."