(A/N: Hey guys. I haven't posted any stories in over a year, maybe two. Definitely not any Glee ones, so please take it easy on me. Thanks!)
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Rachel POV
I walked into the choir room with Noah's, or should I say Puck's, arm around me. We had been going out for 2 months, but no matter how hard I tried, only Puck would show up to school. Noah occasionally shined through, but only during glee club. It annoyed me to no end. I was in 'like' (not love yet) with Noah, but I HATED Puck. He was an annoying, cocky bastard. When he went to the bar, (Yes, I knew. Temple to help Rabbi Greenburg? So not believable.) he would come back smirking and smelling like sex. The lipstick was just proof. He knew that I would never bring it up if I ever did notice and that I certainly wouldn't cheat on HIM. Honestly, I don't know why I haven't. He's unfaithful, and a liar. I hate him, but I love (where'd that come from?) him. Unfortunately. But I'm going to put a stop to it today. I'm singing a song about it today, and Sam has agreed to be my "other lover", not that I would cheat of course.
We sat down, and yes, I did catch that sly and proactive wink at Santana. I frowned, but said nothing. Finally, Mr. Shue walked in.
"Hello cla-" he started.
"Mr. Shue, I have a song I'd like to sing." I interrupted.
He looked annoyed but I couldn't care less. What's he going to do to me? Kick me out? Ban me from sectionals? Yeah right. I'm the star, and without me, New Directions would lose every competition. He knows that, and he knows he's screwed.
"Go ahead… Since I can't stop you anyways." he muttered.
"Ok, so this is dedicated to my boyfriend, Puck." He looked smug at first but the second he realized I had said his nickname, his smirk faltered. "It's called 'Last Night'. I hope it gets the message across."
Sam smirked as the music started.
*Rachel singing, (thoughts of hers while performing)*
All I want is to be part of your weekend
All I need is a little bit of your time
Baby I'm your girl and I need some attention
When you ignore me I just lose my mind
(I leaned over and shook my hair with my fingers.)
I ain't gonna bug about you going out last night
(He looked shocked that I knew and everyone else (except Santana) smirked a him.)
'cause, baby, I know that I'm the only one in your sight
(Oh so untrue.)
Please don't tell me nothing
(I) don't want to know what you did last night
(I) don't want to hear that you had a good time
(I) don't want to know if you're gonna be gone for the night, yea
(I) don't want to feel like I had to be there
(I) don't want to know about the other girls there
(I) just want to know that when you're around you're mine
I don't think that I'm being obsessive
No, I don't think that I'm being out of line
You got your space andI get to be selfish
(All the girls in the room nodded and glared at their boyfriends)
You'll get yours baby and I'll get mine
(I strutted to Sam, straddled him, pulled him by his collar, leaned in as if I was to kiss him, patted his cheek, grinded on him a little, and then strutted back up to the front of the room. I winked at Puck/Noah as his glared at Sam.)
I'm doing just fine as long as we see eye to eye
(you with me)
And no ain't nothing wrong with going out and having a good time
But I don't want to know nothing
(I) don't want to know what you did last night
(I) don't want to hear that you had a good time
(I) don't wanna know if it's all real or a lie
(It's so real)
(I) don't want to feel like I had to be there
(I) don't want to know about the other girls there
(I) just want to know that when you're around you're mine
At home I picture you
Out meeting someone new
(The girls twirled out onto the floor and started dancing and singing back up)
Baby got my mind going wild
I know your love is true
But what's a girl to do?
All I need is a sign
'cause I get jealous oh so jealous
Oh, I get jealous, don't mess me up
(I) don't want to know what you did last night
(I) don't want to hear that you had a good time
(I) don't wanna know if it's all real or a lie
(I) don't want to feel like I had to be there
(I) don't want to know about the other girls there
(I) just want to know that when you're around you're mine
I gasped for air as everyone clapped but Noah clapped.
"THAT'S BULLSHIT!" Puck yelled.
"What? The fact that you have sex with a new girl every night and come to me and expect me to love you? If so, I agree." I stated calmly, the eye of the storm quickly leaving me. "I DON'T EVER WANT TO FUCKING SEE YOUR LYING, CHEATING ASS AGAIN PUCK. WHEN YOU'RE WILLING TO BE THE NOAH I KNOW AND LOVE AGAIN, LET ME KNOW! UNTIL THEN, WE'RE OVER YOU BASTARD!"
I quickly stormed out of the classroom and didn't stop until I was outside and in my car. It was then the dam broke. I slouched and started crying and sobbing loudly. The passenger door opened and the person sat down and closed the door. They wrapped their arms around me and started comforting me. After a good bit of time, the tears stopped, leaving soft sobs. I wiped the excess tears off of my face and turned my head to the passenger.
"Thanks Sam." I smiled weakly and he quickly replied.
"No problem Rach. What are besties for anyway?" He paused for a second and continued. "He deserved it you know." I quietly giggled and replied in the most stuck up face I could make.
"Sammy! Why else would I do it? You know I don't waste my precious voice on just any measly boy." I held my head up and kept my tone serious as long as I could, but ended up laughing anyway.
"I'm sorry to have insulted your logic O' Musical One." He said, sticking his tongue out at me. I playfully shoved him.
"Did you happen to grab our things from the classroom?"
"Yupp. I threw it in the back already." I turned my head, and sure enough they were there.
"Kay. Thanks by the way."
"For what?"
"Everything. Being my best friend, supporting me, and buying me ice cream?" I threw the last one in, hoping he would pity me enough to buy me some. Sure enough, he sighed (good-heartedly of course) and agreed.
"Sure. Stop by the grocery store and I'll buy us some."
"Yayyy! I wuv you Sammy-bear!" I clapped my hands excitedly while teasing him. He rolled his eyes at the nickname. I started my car and pulled out of the parking lot, heading to the grocery store then to my house for my pity party with Sam. I pushed all thoughts of Noah out of my head, not wanting to cry while driving (That's dangerous!). I didn't think to look in the rearview mirror and missed the image of a certain mohawk'd guy staring longingly at my car, looking heartbroken.
A/N: Soooooooooooooo, what you think? :D You likey? Let me know! I think this story will mainly be Puckleberry, for I love Sam/Chord too much to let him be with another. If I get enough reviews in Samchel's favor, I may re-think that though. I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes by the way! Any, thanks for reading and please review. Imma need a lot of persuasion to write more, if ya know what I mean.
Love you all lots,
~Paula :P