A/N: So this will be the first of many one-shots that I am going to write. I love Kitty and Ryder together and I have so many idea's for them, so of them aren't long enough for full stories, so that's what this is for. I'll post whenever the inspiration hits me, and I take prompts, so any idea's just let me know :D

This particular one-shot takes place sometime while Kitty and Puck are dating, and when the glee club members didn't really like Kitty.
Enjoy :D

"Oh god, who invited her?" questioned Tina. "Hasn't she taken a hint, no one likes her."

I looked up to see who Tina was talking about. The short blonde girl walked into the room slowly, she looked extremely uncomfortable.

"Tina, it's my party, and she is my friend, I'll invite her if I want to," states Marley. It's good to see Marley standing up for herself, and Kitty I guess.

"But it's Kitty! She's a bitch!" exclaimed Tina.

I just roll my eyes. To be honest I'm kind of getting sick of the way everybody treats. Yeah she can be mean, but everyone has their reasons, I just need to find out hers.

...

Marley was throwing a party for the glee club, no reason, just for fun. Her mum was gone for the weekend, visiting a sick aunt or something.

Marley's a nice girl, so she invites everyone, even if everyone doesn't agree with everyone, if that makes sense.

I think Jake's brother talked Jake into talking Marley into the idea. Speaking of Jake's brother, he just walked in with a shit-load of alcohol. Where the hell does he get it? I'm pretty sure he's not old enough. Though none of us are old enough to drink, we are still going to any way.

"Damn it, I told him not to do this." Jake excuses himself then walks up to his brother, and they start arguing.

I turn and take a seat next to Blaine, who is eying the alcohol suspiciously.

"Last time I got drunk at a glee party, it didn't end well," he states. Of course he went into an in-depth story, that I wasn't listening to, because I was bored.

I find my eyes wandering back to Kitty. She looks really nice, kinda really hot actually. She looks taller than usual too, oh, I notice then she is wearing high shoes. She was also wearing a purple-brown reddy coloured top that was sort of loose and layered looking, and one of those tight black skirts.

I then decided to look away before things in my mind got dirty. Until tonight, I'd never liked Kitty that way. I guess it was just seeing how much everyone else doesn't like her sparked something protective in me. And now, well now I want her.

But first alcohol, to get my courage up.

...

After downing a third beer, which I don't like all that much, I decide to approach Kitty. I watch her drain her cup. I put the bottle in the quickly filling bin, then look up to see Kitty being pulled away by Puck. To be honest she didn't look so happy. I decided to follow them.

I turn around the corner, but quickly backtrack once I see them.

"It's just sex," complained Puck.

"Well have you thought it might not be 'just sex' to me!"

"If we get enough alcohol in you," he slurred.

"You're drunk and you can piss off!" she storms around the corner and straight into me.

"Eavesdrop much," she mumbles as she pushes past me. I watch her walk towards the table that is covered in alcohol, more than enough to get every person in this room ridiculously wasted.
I slowly turn back around. To be met with Jake's older brother, Puck. He's trying to be tough, but I'm taller so I use that, looking down at him.

"What are you doing here?" he slurs. But it should be why is he here, at least I'm in glee club. I can tell he is trying to be a badass, and failing. He trips over his feet as he tries to come closer to me.

"What's your problem?" I yell, obviously frightening him. "You are a total douche!" I add shoving him.

"What the hell!" he shouts shoving me back, "What's up your ass? You jealous or something," he smiles sort of evilly. "That's totally it, I mean the look on your face. But whatever you can have her. I don't want no chick who ain't even going to put out. Sluts like her ain't worth it."

He goes to take a sip of his beer, but my fist gets there first. How dare he insult Kitty like that. "Why don't you explain how she can be a slut, and yet not "Put Out"" I use air-bunnies around 'put out'.

Puck slightly recovers then pulls his fist out to swing at me, he misses. I didn't even have to move, his hand-eye co-ordination is way off. He does however manage to drop his beer bottle on the ground, smashing it on the wooden floor.

Everything stops, no one's talking, they're all looking at me and Puck. Then Puck jumps me, taking me to the ground. This time he lands a punch on my nose, shit!

"No, oh no. Please no!" Marley shouts frantically. While I hear some people cheering us on.
I flip Puck and manage to get a few good punches in before I'm pulled off. I struggle against whoever's got me.

"Calm down dude," says Sam as he pulls me further away, "What's this all about?" I didn't answer him.

Jake is sort of talking to his ass of a brother, but Puck's not listening. Puck and I lock eyes. This ain't over.

I watch, restrained, still struggling and sick to my stomach, when Puck turns to Kitty putting his hand on her waist.

Serious thoughts about killing him cross my mind as he leans down to kiss her.
Just as they are about to kiss, Kitty's eyes meet mine. I relax, because Kitty is giving me the most evil plotting smile in the world. I smile as Kitty knees Puck in the nuts, letting him double over, then she walks towards me.

Sam let me go when Kitty grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls me.

"I'll go check on Puck," confirms Sam, as he looks at me like 'When did this happen?'

"Whatever," replies Kitty as she pulls me into the bathroom, slamming the door behind us. Once the door closes, so does her posture. Usually so cold, she looks kinder, and more inviting.

"This is terrible," she starts. And I thought she was going to start telling me off for starting a fight with her boyfriend.
"Blood. There is blood all over your shirt. This simply isn't good enough. It'll have to come off," she smiles up at me seductively. 'Oh okay then.'

I pull off my shirt, and Kitty makes no secret in fully outright staring at me.

"You like what you see," I say as I use my shirt to wipe up the blood that is very obviously on my face.

"I've liked what I saw from day one. Even with a shirt on. It's still February in my room, until July of course," She takes the shirt from me, deciding I wasn't doing it properly, and starts wiping my face herself.
"Why did you do it?" she asks.

"Do what? I'm still confused about the February thing,"

She smiles, "Punch him. Why?"

"What's special about February?" It was apparent we were having different conversations.

"It doesn't matter. What does matter though, is why you punched Puck. What did he do to you?"

"He didn't do anything to me. It was because ... I saw, saw him ... he was being ... he's an ass, and I didn't like the way he was treating you. You deserve much better!" there I said it.

"Like who?" she looks up at me.

"Well I know who I want to say, but I don't think he's behaving much better."

"I see ... And does this guy like me?" she slides her hand down my arm, I watch as her cold hands leave goosebumps, then I look back at her face, catching her eyes.

"A lot more than he used to," I answer truthfully.

"Okay. So I'll go make sure Puck knows he's been dumped, cause he's not the smartest. And then you can take me to lunch tomorrow. How does that sound?"

"Well if I heard you correctly, then it's amazing and I can't wait," I smile, then receive a quick peck on the lips, then Kitty darts out of the room.

Score!

Wait! The February thing? She never told me. Crap.

Well, that's annoying, but I'll put our date in my phone calendar, just so I'll always remember. Wait a second ...

CALENDAR!

February,

Me!

Man I'm stupid!

A/N: Do you get it? February? I thought it was clever but my sister's didn't get it, so just ask if you don't understand :D

So remember, any ideas feel free to tell me :D