I do not own Glee or Puck or Rachel, if I did there never even would have been a 'Finchel'

Summary: Despite him being a jock and her being a gleek, Noah Puckerman and Rachel Berry have been best friends forever. What happens when Puck makes a bet with Rachel that could change their friendship forever? Will she give in? Or will she play just as dirty as he does?

Rating: M for sexual themes, cursing, and probably more stuff.

Couple: Puckleberry, Fuinn, probably more later on.

Time Setting: Sophomore year, all the original gleek are in Glee except instead of Matt, it's Sam and he moved to Lima freshmen year. Finn is not the leading man; Artie is, Finn joined because he likes performing not because Schue tricked him into it, Quinn was never pregnant and she never slept with Puck. While Fuinn were broken up, Finn and Rachel dated a week but mutually ended it because it was awkward and he went back out with Quinn.

XOXOXOX

The cold corn syrup hit her when she least expected it. She supposed being best friends with the school's biggest bad boy wasn't going to stop everyone from leaving her alone. She was still the stuck up, abrasive, Broadway diva. She was still a loser despite her best friend's popularity.

Still, it hurt that someone would do this to her. The bright red stains on her newest white blouse, and pink plaid skirt were never going to come out, and she loved this outfit. On the bright side, her knee socks and shoes were spared.

Sighing, Rachel Berry held her head up high and walked with stride while the Neanderthal jocks mocked her. When she made it into the girl's locker room however, she let the tears fall.

How could people be so cruel? Did they not know that their abusive behavior was not something to be proud of? Bullying was a serious problem this generation has had recently and it could lead to dire effects on someone's self esteem. Sure she had two gay dads, sure she's been dancing and singing since she was six months old, sure she knew what she wanted and went after it with every fiber of her being. Did that mean she deserved to be treated so unfortunately?

As she walks to her gym locker to get her spare cloths, she hears a pounding on the door and she knows it's him.

"Someone must have texted him." She thought as she walked to the door with the cloths in her hands and opened it to reveal a livid Noah Puckerman.

Noah's been her best friend since she moved to Lima from New Jersey when she was four. Being two of the three Jewish kids the same age, they spent a lot of time together at the local Jewish Community Center for children. It also helped that while they had some similar interests like singing, they each had each other's backs. When Noah wanted to stir up trouble, Rachel would be his alibi. When Rachel would get followed by Jacob, Noah would make sure he left her alone. They were kindred spirits.

"Who was it?" He asked angrily looking at her unusually disheveled appearance. Whoever thought they could get away with slushying his best friend was out of their fucking mind! No one and he means no one, fucked with Rachel Berry, and got away with it! That shit didn't fly in his book.

"Noah, please calm down." She avoided his question and moved so he could enter the locker room. He wasn't going to leave so she might as well get him inside so a teacher doesn't reprimand him.

"Damn it Berry just tell me!" He would never tell her out loud because it would screw up his reputation, but ever since he met Berry at Temple when they were four, he knew he would protect her from any asshole out there. There's just something about her… he didn't know what but she was important to him and anyone who's important to him, he protects, end of story.

"Noah, you know you can't pummel every imbecile out there that doesn't treat me right." She said softly. She knows he wants to use violence and even though she despises David and his hockey player friends, if Noah got to him…it would not end well. She didn't want him to get in trouble. His mom would be so disappointed in him, even if he was defending her, Glee would have to be put on hold because they needed his voice, but most of all she would miss him. Despite Glee Club's united front, the only members who say more than two words to her were Finn because of their brief awkward relationship, Brittney when Santana and Quinn weren't around, Sam because he was friends with Noah and the three of them hung out on occasion, and Mike when he wanted to discuss dance moves. It seems like only Noah could handle being her actual friend.

He didn't say anything else to her; he just took her hand and led her to the line of sinks and helped her wash the cherry slush out of her hair.

"They didn't even get a good flavor." Rachel complained making him crack a smile. He knows her favorite flavor slushy was grape. Whenever she was being overly crazy about something, she would always crave a grape slushy; it was one of the only things that calms her down when she's going overboard. The only other thing that calms her is his studly self.

As he washes her hair, he can't help but imagine all the damage he's going to lay on the prick who did this to her. He knows she won't tell him, but if there's one thing he can count on, it's the two gossip queens, Mercedes and Kurt. He'd scare the answer outta them.

When the slush got out of her hair and her ruined cloths were taken off and replace with jeans, a black tank top with a white knit sweater over it they heard the bell ring signaling the next period.

"Thank you Noah…for helping me in my time of need." She smiled and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.

It wasn't an unusual occurrence for hugs or light kisses to be exchanged between them. Sometimes they both needed the pure affection only friends could give. When life gets too rough or when shit goes down they know they can turn to each other. God knows, she isn't the easiest person to get along with; most people don't take the time to understand her type of crazy so they just treat her like a loser. What idiots, but their loss is his gain. As for him, most chicks only want him for his amazing God-like sex qualities. (Women have said that to him shut up!) Plus besides Berry and his mom and little sister, he really doesn't trust anyone else to let them comfort him much less see him when he's down and shit. Sure Finn's his boy and Sam is becoming a good friend, but Berry's his number one. She's his…person.

"Sucks you got that outfit ruined B, gotta say you could almost pull off my sexy catholic school girl fantasy." He jokes winking at her making her giggle.

Yeah so it's not the first time he's said something like that to her, but what can he say? He's a flirt, and she's a hot Jew. It wouldn't be them if they didn't make sex jokes to each other randomly.

"Almost? Guess I'll just have to try harder." She smirks and comically winks back at him.

God, if only people could see her when she's like this, then they wouldn't be so quick to judge. But a part of him is glad he's the only one who knows this side of Rachel Berry. He will always know her better than any of these fuckers out there.

"Let's go to class my hot little Jewish American princess." He says putting his arm around her shoulder pulling him closer to him.

When they walk out the locker room, they both see dozens of eyes on them and whispers about what scandalous things they were probably doing.

"Idiots" "Dumbasses" they both think as they look back at everyone looking.

No one could ever believe that they were just friends and nothing more.

TBC

Sorry this is short but I wanted to get feedback before I really got into this. If it's liked I'm going to make this into a three part Saga.