A/N: First chapter. The basis for the whole story. Let me know what you think. I'd love it if you R&R:D

A dare. One little dare that pretty much changed everything for him. He'd always been that kid; the jock, bad boy, the guy who never fell in love, but always seemed to break tons of hearts. But this year was a little different. Since Finn stepped down as quarterback of the team to devote his time to Glee, it was clear who would replace him. Never in a million years would Puck ever think of being in Glee club, let alone quit football for it. It was, as Puck called it, "homoexplosion." Sure, there were some hot girls in Glee (including Puck's current girlfriend, Santana) but that was not enough to make him join.

Thursday after school Puck ran to the locker-room; gear in hand, to get ready for practice. As he was opening Finn's old locker, which was now his, he could feel eyes on him. When it got too intense for him to take any longer, he spoke.

"May I help you with something?" he said snarkily.

"Naw man, but we were just thinking about how hilarious it would be if you joined Glee," said Dijon, the linebacker of the Titans, McKinley High's football team.

"And why would I do that?" said Puck questioningly, "Those are the losers I usually throw slushies at."

"Yeah but that club would go downhill if you joined. I mean, we all know you probably suck at singing, but it'd give us a good laugh," Dijon continued.

Actually I'm a pretty good singer, thought Puck, but he'd never tell his teammates that. Music had always been an important part of his life from a very young age. After his deadbeat dad walked out on his family, which consisted of his mother and unborn sister Stacy, when he was 12 he started to rebel. He'd sneak out of the house to join his friends for a beer in the alley, and he'd talk back to his mother; much to his mom's dismay. Music was the one thing that was always there for him. Even on his worst days, throwing a football around wouldn't calm him, but strumming on his guitar would. He could sit there for hours playing his favorite song, "Sweet Caroline."

"Well look," Puck returned to the conversation, "you guys said it yourself, glee's gay. Why would you want me to join, so you can throw ice cold slushies in my face like you do to Finn?"

"You gave him hell," he continued, "for joining Glee, and now you want me to do the same?"

"C'mon dude, just do it. It'd be hilarious; tough guy Puck prancing around on stage? It'd be a good laugh for us all."

Ah the joys of peer pressure, Puck thought sarcastically.

"Fine fine, but what do I get out of it?" he asked his teammates.

"Uh, hot chicks! Think about it, girls are suckers for the sensitive guy," Matt said putting air quotes around the words sensitive guy.

After a few minutes of consideration, Puck finally agreed.

"Alright fine, I'll do it, but one slushie to the face from any of you and I'm done." Seriously, that was his biggest worry? A slushie to the face? His worry was more that he'd actually end up enjoying it. After a round of high fives from his teammates, he sat on the bench and ran his fingers through his hair, or should I say Mohawk.