First day of school at McKingley High. Some students, like Rachel Berry, were excited about it. In her case because of Glee club and it was her senior year. On the other hand, some weren't happy about it. Like Noah Puckerman and Santana Lopez.

"Another freaking year" Puck complained.

"I know right? This sucks… I really don't want to" Santana said.

"Yeah… Well, at least it's our senior year. I can't wait for this to be over and the get the hell out of here"

"Preach!"

They were all in the choir room waiting for Mr. Schue. But he wasn't the only one missing. No sign of Quinn Fabray. Puck couldn't help wondering where she was. Yes, they had barely speak to each other last year but that didn't mean he didn't care about her anymore. Actually, he'd always care about her. Maybe more than he should but Quinn had always been different. Since the beginning. There was so many unsolved things between them. Well, maybe this year they could eventually talk about it.

"So I heard you and Zizes broke up…" Santana broke the silence.

"Yeah"

"What happened?"

"It doesn't matter. It's for the best, anyways."

"Hey guys! Have you seen Quinn, San?" Brittany interrupted them.

"No, I haven't. Now that you mention it… It's kinda weird, she's never late" Santana observed.

Puck was listening attentive, trying not to be very obvious though.

And at that moment, Quinn Fabray enters the choir room. Everyone turned to her, some surprised, some shocked and some seemed not to even know how to react.

She was different. Her hair was pink and she was wearing different clothes. Punk style.

"Wow Quinn… I can see that you… changed…?" Tina tried.

"What the hell?" the words just slipped out of Santana's mouth.

"Santana" Kurt whispered. He didn't know what the hell had gone through Quinn's mind but Santana was always too aggressive.

Puck belonged to the "I don't even know how to react" category. Why was she doing that? That wasn't her. At all.

"Well, thank you. Seriously, thank you. It's good to know how supportive my friends are. Whatever, screw you" Quinn yelled and left the choir room.

Everyone turned to Santana.

"What? I was just being honest. Don't pretend you didn't think the same thing" Santana knew she was right "But whatever, I'll go find her and I'll talk to her. Someone needs to make her get rid of that look, anyways"

"Wait" Puck said, almost as a whisper. Santana was already standing up.

"What?"

"I'll go. I'll talk to her."

Nobody was expecting that.

"Do you really think that's a good idea?"

"Yeah! Well, not exactly but I don't care, I'll make her listen to me"

And Puck left the choir room.


He looked for Quinn everywhere "where the hell was she?", when suddenly heard her crying. The sound was coming from the girls locker room. He entered the room and saw her sitting there with her head down, crying. She heard a noise and turned her head, meeting Puck.

"What are you doing here? Do you wanna make fun of me too? Get out! Leave me alone!" she yelled.

"Do you really think I would that? To you?" he sat beside her.

She didn't answer but she knew he wouldn't. They hadn't talked in awhile but she knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt her, not intentionally at least. She looked at him and started crying even harder.

"What? Please don't cry, Quinn. You have no idea how much it kills me seeing you like that…"

Oh god, she missed that. She missed him. More than anything. But she wouldn't admit it to anyone. She had almost admitted it to Santana and Brittany in New York but she didn't. Anyways, she always had the feeling that Santana realized who Quinn was talking about when she told them she just wanted somebody to love her. But he was with Lauren. But apparently, he wasn't anymore. At least that was what Santana told her.

"Look…" Puck broke the silence "Maybe you want to be alone now or something but I think you should hear what I have to say…"

She nodded.

"Quinn, you don't need that. You don't need to get a new look or to change or to be someone you're not. That's not you… I know you, the real you. As you know the real me…"

She bit her lip, mostly because she didn't want to start crying again.

"…And you're beautiful so you don't need any of that. Trust me, you don't. I think you should get rid of all of that and be you, just you. The Quinn Fabray I used to know and… fell in love with…"

Suddendly she hugged him. He wasn't expecting that, at all. He smiled and hugged her back, putting her arms around her in a protective way, like he used to.

"Thank you" she began "You have no idea how much that means to me… I guess the real Puck is still there. I'm glad he is. The one I fell in love with"

They smiled at each other, smiles that were familiar. Smiles like the ones after he said he loved her after Beth was born.

"You're right. This is just stupid. I feel ridiculous now" she laughed.

"You're never ridiculous Fabray. Well, just a little bit this time" he joked.

"Stop it!" she punched him in the arm playfully, laughing.

That felt so good, being with each other again with no drama. But she knew they couldn't ignore the drama part.

"Look, I really don't want to ruin the moment but…" Quinn said "If you're okay with it, I'd like if we went for some dinner or something and talk. We need to talk. Since like forever"

"Yeah… I agree. So…tonight?"

"If you're available…"

"Oh yeah, totally available!" he said laughing "So, I pick you up at eight?"

She bit her lip. Who knew? Quinn Fabray and Noah Puckerman on a date. "Yes, okay!"

He nodded, smiling at her and left the locker room.

Maybe that new look hadn't been such a bad idea after all.