A/N= Hi this is my firsy glee fanfic so I am a little nervous, I accept critisism but no mean comments. So enjoy
DISCLAIMER: Yeah Yeah Yeah. I don't Own Glee. I wanna be the Lucky Person who does :/
It all started on a Monday. Quinn sat there in the William McKinley High School art room. The teacher, Mr Whitman was lecturing the class about the different between Fluros and pastels, but Quinn wasn't paying attention, his words just sounded like jibberish going through one ear and out the other. She was following the dirty white wallpaper covering the room, trying to avoid eye contact with he fellow peers. Well one peer. Noah Puckerman. He just kept staring at her, eying her up and down. She was longing to stare at him too, but she just couldn't build the confidence even to do that.
About 20 minutes later the teacher finished his lecture and then started to discuss the class's new assignment. It was about family. The students would be put in pairs to do it. Quinn was twirling her finger through her sandy blonde hair. she decided to pay attention scince this was worth 60% of her grade. " Mike Chang with Mahaliah Berrigan, Crystal Shivers with Brittany Pierce, and Quinn Fabray your Partner is Noah Puckerman." Mr. Whitman mumbled, hardly anyone was listening, they were passing notes, texting, gossiping, just the usual at Mckinley. Quinn sighed. 'This assignment is gonna be soap oparah worthy'.
The bell soon rang and Quinn quickly packed up her gear and exited the class, trying to avoid her ex. Puck quickly caught up with her, and grabbed her had a devilish smirk on his face. He was looking foward to this assignment. "Hey Fabray, when are we gonna meet up for this assignment thing?" Puck asked, longing to know when he could get a chance to talk to her in private. "Uh, it's you!" Quinn moaned, loosening her tiny wrist from his tight grip. " We'll meet at mine, Before dark, when my mum is gonna be home. So you will have no chance to try anything!" She continued. Puck was just about to speak, but Quinn waled off, but she wasn't that fast. By the time she got to the narrow stair case he had her wrist in his tight grip again.
"Woah, babe, where are you going, we have glee next. How 'bout I walk you there?" He asked, letting go of her wrist and putting his muscular arm around her shoulders. "Woah, stop there Puckerman, we're not an item, we never really were, and I am with someone, Sam. Remember him?" Quinn exlaimed with her very known attitude. " Yeah whatever, I saw someone hotter than you down near my locker, I will just leave you and your temper here." He rudly said to her. At first the blonde was affended, but she couldn't resiest his bad boy charm.
"Hey, wait, you can't go, I nee..I mean we need you to come to glee, we are learning our new number for the assembly!" Quinn begged.
Puck put that smirk smirk back on his face at the sight of her begging, it was one of the many few times he has seen her beg. "Yeah, why not. You guys are hopless without me, the bad ass Puckzilla present on the stage. C'mon Fabray, lets go!" Puck said as he hoped down the stairs. Quinn was almost in a trance at the sight of 'Puckzilla' but she fell out of it quickly, she remebered Sam, her boyfriend, who she thinks she might be in love with.
"Quinn, are you comig babe?" Puck impatiently asked, looking at her standing on the stairs, daydreaming.
"Uh, yeah, sorry Puck." Quinn Smiled, Puck held out his hand, but she refused, she just walked off to the choir room.
"So Mr. Shuester, For the assembly next week, I think we should go deeper than just show tunes and you...rapping" Rachel said, in her peppy, annoying voice.
"And by deeper I mean a song written by me, sung by me and a spotlight on me!" Rachel continued.
The sound of Rachel's voice was like a screeching in everone's ears. Especially Mr. Shue's. But he loved her enthusiasm, but Rachel loved it too and she loved it a little to much.
"Uh, actually Rachel, for the assmebly's song, I was thinking of aproaching the performance in the way of Luck, and by like I mean pulling names out of a hat, so every one gets an equal chance of a solo!" Mr. Shue said to Rachel, her pearly white grin grew to a look of anger as he refused her proposal.
Almost everone was in the room. Santana was sitting at the back with Finn, Brittany was sitting in between Tina and Mike fighting over where to eat tonight, Mercedes, Kurt and Artie were discussing how Sue got Abbey Rossington expelled because 'She was breathing the same air as Sue' and Sam was sitting at the end of the front row saving a seat for his girlfriend Quinn. Then the head Cheerio then ran into the cosy choir room.
"May I ask Quinn why you are so late?" Rachel asked Quinn with an evil glare. The blonde haired cheerio only replied with an identical look she received. Then Puck walked in and sat next to Finn, they have recently became best friends after the whole baby-Quinn drama.
"So everyone is here, lets get this thing started. I am going to pull four names out of this hat and they will all get solo's in our assembly performance, and then we will discuss song selections."Will sia dto the class with a smile, they all replied back with a look, or a nod. " Yay, Ballad the duck is back!" Brittany squealed. "Yes Brittany he is, now lets start!" Will replied to Brittany's bubbly comment.
Will then pulled the first name out of the hat. "Our first soloist is, drum roll Finn...Brittany!". Brittany smilled and clapped her hands together. She then blew a kiss to Santana who did the same back. "Next is...Tina!" Will continued. Mike kissed Tina on her forehead, being watched by the jealous Artie.
Rachel crossed her fingers..and elbows, snuggling up to Finn, even though he loved hearing her voice, he thought others deserved it a bit more than her."And the Final two are...Puck and Quinn!" Will finished. Brittany and Santana both smiled at Puck but he ignored them and watched Quinn's hair toss and Sam grabbed her and pulled her into a kiss. He wanted to be Sam in that situation so bad, he was for a while but that was all because of Beth, who he misses so much. He wishes they never gave her away, but it's too late now.