"Okay guys! Listen up! It's project time!" said my teacher, Mr. Harris. He laughed as he heard the whole class groan.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Your assignment is to create a song, with a partner of your choosing. There are to be at least two instruments included in your song. It doesn't matter what genre you pick, as long as it is reasonable. You only have 2 months to do this project because... This will count as your final!" We cheered with excitement and started to move about in the room to find a partner for the project.

"Hey, Mama!" I roll my eyes annoyingly as I hear his voice call my name unnecessarily loud.

"Yes, Noah?"

"How would you like to be my partner for the final? Our voices sound great together."

Homeboy was sickening but he did have a point.

"Sure! Why not?"

"Great! My guitar hands and your piano fingers will surely do the trick!" He said, a little too eagerly.

"Calm down Noah. We have two months to do this." I say giggling.

"I know I know."

"But how about you stop by my apartment tonight and we'll discuss what we're going to do. I'll cook and maybe you can fix up some of those brownies that I really like?"

"Sounds like a plan." He said, winking at me and walking away.

Noah Puckerman, you are too much.

Later in the Day…

I gathered up all my stuff and headed out the school to head to the store. As soon as I got done getting all that I needed to make lasagna. I made it back to the house just before the sun started setting. I swear I hate LA traffic is such a fucking buzz kill. I grab the groceries and head inside my apartment building. Thank God this building has an elevator, because I been damn if I walk up twelve flights of steps in these wedge-heels. I finally exited from my elevator and walk to my apartment door I started fumbling with the lock. "Damn it!" I yelled. I put the groceries down and put the key in the lock and it opened. I walk inside and close the door with my foot. I sat the groceries down on the counter and walked to my room and changed. I put on Sam's superman shirt that he gave me which literally stopped at my mid-thigh, but it was really loose. I put on a pair of short shorts that hugged my booty, but was also comfortable. I put my hair into a messy bun. It's kind of cold in here I thought and put on my knee length tube socks that were red. I walked out my room and into the kitchen. I walk over to the stereo in the living room and turned it on. While the meat was browning I started parting the ricotta on the noodles. Once I finished that I stirred the meat and it still wasn't quite done yet. So I started making the salad. When the salad was complete and put it in the fridge and started putting the sauce in the meat. I started layering the lasagna which made three layers. After that was complete I put it in the oven. Before I could grab the bread to slice it up I hear my song come on. "Hey now!" I started twerking while slicing the bread on the counter.

Come and put your name on it
Put your name on it
Come and put your name on it
Your name
Bet you wanna put your name on it
Put your name on it
Come and put your name on it
Ba-ba-baby
It's not even my birthday
But he want to lick the icing off
I know you want it in the worst way
Can't wait to blow my candles out

I was dancing all the way over to the cabinet below the sink to get some pants until I heard someone whistling as I bent over I dropped the pan and turned around to see Puck smirking. I put my hand over my chest and started panting.

"What the hell is wrong with you Puck? You scared the shit out of me."

"I'm sorry, but I was enjoying the view of you dancing and when you bent over I couldn't help myself." He said crossing his arms.

I walk into the living room and turned the stereo off and look at my phone that was on the coffee table. And it was only 7:00.

"When did you get here? How the hell did you even get in?" I asked as I was walking back into the kitchen and putting the bread in the pan sticking it inside the oven.

"Well I've been here for about 5 minutes. The door was already unlocked and I heard music in here, so I decided to let myself in. Puck said walking over towards me leaning up against the counter.

"Smells good in here! Lasagna and garlic bread eh? Sounds like you're trying to be like Chef Boyardee or something." He laughed.

"Ha-ha-ha." I say sarcastically. "Very funny."

"Ease up Mama! I was just making a joke!"

"Annnnnnyyywho... Did you bring your brownie mix?"

"Yeah, it's on the floor by the counter. I got quite distracted by your ass."

"Shut up Noah. I didn't mean for you to see that."

"Well I did...an-"

"NOAH. Shut up and set the table." I said annoyingly.

"Do what?" He frowned.

"Set the table. Get the things we need and set them on the table."

"Oh! Okay. No problem."

He set the table as I did the finishing touches on dinner. I blessed the food and we ate.
"So do you know what branch you're going into?"

"Yeah, I'm waiting on my results from Air Force." He told me with a slight smile.

"Noah! That's wonderful! I am so proud of you. I really am."

"Thank you. Thank you so much. That really means a lot."

"It's the truth." I say with a wink.

"But what about you? How's your record deal coming along?" He asked, taking a bite of bread.

"It's going great." I smiled. "I sign off on July 11th."

"I know you'll do great."

"Thank you."

He just winked at me as he got up and went to put his dishes in the sink.

"No problem." He said walking back in and sitting down at the table.

"So are we just gon sit here or you going to go fix the brownies?" I said walking with plate into the kitchen.

"Well I could if you help me." I turn around and smile.

"I guess I could." I bend to get a pan for the brownies and I stopped because it got to quiet.

"Puck stop staring at my ass." He started chuckling.

"I mean I can't help it. It's like right there and in-

"Just stop. Matter of fact get the damn pan." I move out the way and sit down at the island.

"So how are you and Sam doing? He asked while whisking the brownie mix. I swallow hard.

"Uh.. well we haven't been really talking, so I don't even know where we stand."

"Oh. I didn't mean to bring it up. I'm sorry."

"It's ok. You didn't know."

"Well look on the bright side. You're here in LA and I'm pretty sure there are plenty of men here willing to date you." He said while putting the brownies in the oven.

"Yeah, I suppose. I'm not really looking anyway." I picked up the bowl and swiped my finger in the bowl. I put my finger in mouth and sucked off the mix. I look up and see Puck watching me.

"Want some?" I asked.

"Uh.. Yeah." I dip my finger back in the bowl. He leans in closer and I swiped my finger on his nose. I started laughing.

"I wanted to taste it not smell it." He takes his finger and wipes his nose off and licks his finger.

"Yeah whatever. I'll be back."

"Where you going?" he asked.
"I'm gonna go wipe off the fudge off my finger. I'm not about to lick this after I touched your nose!"

"Then let me take care of it." He says while he takes my finger and licks it off.

I look at him deeply into his eyes while stares into mines with the same amount passion. I don't know what it was, but I felt something come over me. Something I didn't feel with either Sam nor Shane. What is this? It's scaring me...

"Um, we need to get things laid out so we can start with the project." I said quickly as I turned around and head to the living room. I really wasn't in a rush. I just had to get the hell out of that kitchen. I mess around with some things on the table while Noah was still mixing up in the kitchen. No words were exchanged.

About 10 minutes later, Noah came into the living room. "You ready to start?"

"Yeah." I responded softly, "Come sit down."

He smiled and made his way next to me on the couch.

"First things first, what kind of song do you want to sing? I say 'You're the One For Me' type of song, with a hint of country in it."

"Country? Nu-uh. Not I. How about R&B?"

He shook his head. "Country."

"R&B!"

"Country!" He said growling and pinching my cheeks.

I giggled as put my hands on his wrists. "Stop that."

"Or what?" He asked with a smirk. I didn't respond. I just looked deep into his hazel eyes as it reflected on me adoringly. It seemed like forever since one of us a word. It was getting intense.

"I uh-"

His lips.

It tastes like cherry Chapstick.

My favorite kind.

His lips.

They're perfect.

I lazily kissed him back and he started to take control. His tongue graze on my bottom lip so tenderly; I just had to let him enter. We kiss slobbery for a few more seconds until I let go. "Noah, what are we doing?"

"I want you."

And that's a wrap for chapter one! What do you think? Yay or nay? I might just upload chapter two today if I get some feedback! Constructive criticism is allowed! J

Thank you so much for reading!