A/N: Okay, so after some encouragment from a friend, I decided to give the Ipod Shuffle Challenge another try. This time, though, I decide to make it a chaptered one. I'm also going to split the chapter in half in order to do both Puck and Rachel's points of view.

I-pod challenge:

1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like: (Glee, Puck/Rachel)

2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.

3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterward!

4. Do ten of these and then post them.


1. Mr. Brightside by McFly

"It started out with a kiss. How did it end up like this? It was only a kiss. It was only a kiss."

Puck

If you had asked Puck what if he cared about what Rachel Berry did, his answer was simple. Hell, no. Not in a million years. The girl was psycho. It wasn't as if they were even friends. In fact, they were nothing. Well, besides being the person he slushied weekly and made it his job to make her life a living hell.

She meant nothing to him.They'd gone out, for what? 10 seconds?

That wasn't enough time for someone to care about a person. At least, not Rachel Berry. There was just no way he actually cared about what she did.

He didn't give a damn about what she did, who she like, much less if she embarrassed herself for Finn. Because, really, who dressed like the character of a stupid movie for someone that wasn't really interested in them?

He blamed it on Glee. Before it, he didn't talk to anyone that wasn't inside his social circle. Much less, help them. If it hadn't been for Hummel, none of this would have happened.

Kurt had insisted and hinted repeatedly that his feelings for Berry weren't just of the friendship kind. Kurt had nagged him and told him he was the Tony to her Maria, the Dean to her Jo or some shit like that.

Damn, glee really was turning him into a fucking pansy.

He didn't do chick flick moments where he talked about his feelings. Or even spend time thinking about a girl. That's all she was. Just a girl.

He was a freaking stud! Everyone wanted him. He didn't get no as an answer. No one could refuse his charm; he was just that awesome.

So then why the hell did Rachel Berry dump him? He didn't get dumped. He was the one that did the dumping.

Berry had broken up with him two days ago. Not that he was counting or anything. It had been a Friday, so logically the weekend was only two days.

Then again, two days ago was also when his…Finn found out he wasn't the father of his girlfriend's baby.

Seriously, he needs to spends less time singing and more time at football or something. He was spending too much time thinking about a super crazy chick.

Here goes nothing, he thought and went inside the school.

This was not going to be awkward. At least, that's what he thought until he bumped into someone.

If it was Finn, he wasn't going to come out without some bruises. He was sure of it.

Oh, it wasn't definitely wasn't Finn.

He sighed. "Hey, midget."

Rachel raised an eyebrow at him. "Yes, Noah?"

Geez, what was it with her refusal to call him what anyone else did? It wasn't as if it was that hard to remember.

"You're…in my way."

She opened her mouth, but surprisingly, nothing came out. Rachel nodded, and moved past him.

Puck brushed past her and kept walking. It wasn't as if anything he said would change anything. Not when she was in love with Saint Finn, who only used her and took advantage of her he had fucked up and gotten his ex-best friend's girlfriend kocked up, but Finn was just as bad. Because even in the most messed up of fantasies, Finn somehow still managed to come out as the good guy.

Rachel

Rachel knew right from wrong. She had been brought up knowing to always make the right choices. She couldn't afford to have some sort of shady past. Not if she expected to make it to Broadway. She had always prided herself in making wise and rational decisions.

Going out with Noah Puckerman? Definitely not something she had planned on agreeing to. He was simply not the type of boy that was appropriate for her to date. He didn't fit into her plan for what high school would be for her/He simply was just not "in the cards" for her.

She had put her agreement to make out with him-and later date him exclusively, because who knew Noah had exclusive relationships?- had to be a lapse in judgment. Except, in the brief period of time they had gone out, she learned a lot about him.

He wasn't the chauvinistic jerk he appeared to be. Underneath it all, Noah Puckerman had a heart of gold. He had also exceeded her expectations on what kind of relationship they would have. He didn't pressure her into doing anything she didn't want to do.

In their very short relationship, Rachel had actually felt like every other high school girl. Normal.

Then she found out about the baby's true paternity. She had tried to look at it from his side, really. It wasn't that she was just looking for a way out of their relationship so she could be with Finn. Maybe, in the beginning she would have, but if she admitted to herself the truth, Finn might not be the one for her.

So, she did the only rational thing she thought she ought to do in a situation like this one. She broke up with him. It wasn't necessarily what she wanted, but it was her only option.

Needless to say, it made her pass a very…interesting weekend.

Then she bumped into him, and it became, well, a little more awkward.

After some half-trying attempt at a conversation with her, he left.

She sighed. She was Rachel Berry, she deserved better than someone who had been with so many women the list was probably just as huge as Santa's naughty or nice one.

She watched his walking figure and couldn't help to think that if he actually liked her, he wouldn't have walked away.

She was no Quinn Fabray, but surely, she deserved her happy ending too, right?

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Merry Christmas, everyone!