This popped into my brain and I will try to update weekly or hopefully before that but I don't have computer access all the time. I hope you like review please:)

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. If I did I would make Puckleberry bigger than ugly Finchel. I don't have a problem with Finn or Rachel but I hate them together. Anyways enjoy.

Unnoticed

"Hey Noah," I say as he passes by. He glances at me and smirks. I smile as he turns to Santana. He winks at her and she throws him the bird.

"Oh Santana, we all know you want me," Noah says turning around.

Santana gives him a half smile and walks over to him. "Oh Puck, you are so right. I am so in love with you. How did you know?" Noah smiles and leans closer for a kiss as Santana brings her knee to his groin. I wince. She grins and turns toward me.

"San, that wasn't necessary," I scold.

"Oh come on Ray, he needed that." She laughs. I continue to stare at her. This isn't the real reason.

"Fine, I couldn't let him do that to you. I'm just trying to protect my bestfriend. Sue me." She throws her hands up. I smile and close my locker.

"Well thank you, but you know how I feel about violence. Plus he has no idea how I feel about him. He doesn't know he's hurting me." I link arms with her and walk past Noah, who's leaning up against a locker holding his groin.

"How'd that feel Puckerman?" Santana taunts. I nudge her and fasten our pace. Santana smiles at me and blows a kiss. "Still he can't do that, I'm with his bestfriend. He shouldn't do that to Finn." I nod in agreement.

"Come on, we're gonna be late to practice," I warn.

We make our way to the choir room. When we get there, everyone but Noah is there. Santana drops her arm from mine and heads to Finn.

"Hey there babe," Finn says. Santana sits on his lap and places a quick kiss to his lips. I head to the seat next to Quinn.

When I sit, I see Mr. Schue has written love on the board and he's going over music sheets.

"Hey Q," I look towards her. She looks from Sam and smiles.

"Hi Rach," she says cheerfully. "Where's Puck?" She asks.

"Had a run in with San," I groan.

"Uh-oh what'd She-devil do this time?" Sam questions. I look toward him and shake my head. He holds his hands up in surrender. "Fine, Santana."

I smile and respond, "She kneed his boys," I gesture downwards. Quinn and Sam look at each other, then quickly look back to me before busting up. I shake my head and look down.

"What's so funny?" Brittany asks from behind us.

"San-" Quinn chokes out.

"Kneed" Sam barely says. "Puck." He finally finishes. Brittany looks confused but just looks down at her cellphone.

Mr. Schue looks up and claps his hands. "Ok let's started. Is everyone here? Wait where's Puck?" He questions.

Quinn and Sam start laughing uncontrollably.

"I saw him five minutes ago. He had an appointment at the gyno. Nobody knows, we don't follow him around waiting for him to breathe." Santana bitches out. She smiles from her seat next to Finn. I look at her and she winks at me.

"Hey sorry I'm late." Noah rushes to the only seat available, right next to me. I shift uncomfortably. I feel Santana staring at me; I lean forward and look back. She raises her eyebrows and I widen my eyes. She grins and shakes her head.

Mr. Schue starts talking but I can't concentrate. He's sitting right next to me, and he has no idea how I feel. I try to listen but I can feel the heat radiating from my cheeks. It seems like forever before the bell rings. When it does, Noah practically bolts out the door.

"Hey Rach?" Quinn looks to me concerned. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I lie.

"Stop lying Ray." Santana walks over with her hand linked to Finn's.

"Yeah Rachel, I may be dumb but I even know something isn't right," Finn says. I look around and Quinn, Sam, and Brittany are nodding in agreement. I open my mouth to tell them I'm ok when Santana says, "Nothing a little girls night at my house can't fix. Tonight 8, be there." She smiles and turns pulling Finn, but Finn stops and turns.

"Or be square." He smiles and looks to Santana and she shakes her head no.

"¿Por qué me molesto? ¿Qué carajo? oh mi dios me ayude con él," Santana mutters.

I laugh and grab my bag. "See you three later!" Santana shouts from the door.

God this is gonna be a long night.

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