"Please come. Our senior year is almost over. Live a little, it's not like we're going to have many more parties to go to." Santana said, attempting to persuade her best friend to go to the party that was being held tonight.
"Oh come on Santana, you and I both know that's not true. There will be many college parties you can drag me to." Rachel said trying to get out of going to the party. "I'm just not feeling too well tonight." Although they both knew she was still moping around after her break up with Finn Hudson. The decision was mutual, long distance relationships never work out anyway, but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt.
"It will be good for you to get out and be social, and maybe, you might even meet someone, I'm tired of watching you throw yourself a petty party. Plus I need a buddy to go with since there will be alcohol. Please." At this point, Santana was practically begging. Rachel realized she was right, Finn was probably already moving on, she needed to do the same. "Fine, I'll go, but I still don't have anything to wear." Rachel told her friend.
"Already got that covered." Santana said as she excitedly skipped to her closet and pulled out a dress. Rachel sighed as she took it and went into the bathroom to change. When she came out Santana did her hair and make-up. Rachel took one look at herself in the mirror and she had to admit, she looked stunning. Her dress was red and complimented her tanned skin, it outlined her figure quite nicely and came down to her mid-thigh, the top was strapless, and tight around her chest. Her make-up was light and natural, and hair her was down in loose, brown curls. "Damn, you look sexy." Santana commented admiring her work. "But I look hotter." Santana added just because she's Santana. Rachel rolled her eyes playfully. "Come on, we're going to be late."
*AT THE PARTY*
After deciding that Rachel would be the designated driver they walked up to the door. A cute blond boy answered the door. He looked like he was in his early twenties, and he had on dark jeans and tight white t-shirt. His muscles were showing through his shirt. Rachel looked up to see he was grinning at her. Rachel blushed. "Come on in, I'm Sam said as he opened the door, never taking his eyes off Rachel. "I-I'm….um" Rachel said not being able to speak in his presence. "I'm Santana and this is Rachel" Santana said trying to save her friend from even more embarrassment. "Nice to meet you beautiful ladies, you want a drink?" Sam asked still looking at Rachel. "Sure, no alcohol for my friend here though, designated driver." Santana explained as she looked at Rachel who was still blushing. "Sure thing. Be right back." Sam winked at Rachel and left.
"I can't believe I just made a complete fool of myself." Rachel said, obviously embarrassed. Santana started laughing. "He still seemed to be pretty into you though." , Rachel seemed to relax, and smiled. "Just try and talk next time." Santana teased. Rachel rolled her eyes, still smiling though. He was pretty cute and really seemed to be into her. Maybe it is time that she gets over Finn Hudson.
When Sam got back with the drinks, he looked to Rachel and smiled, "Virgin Margarita for you." Sam said as he handed her the drink. "And a beer for you." He handed Santana a bottle of Budweiser. He went back to his friends.
"Come on lets go over there I think I see Brittany." Santana pulled Rachel's arm towards the direction in which she had spotted her girlfriend. Brittany was talking to a group of people when they got there. "Hey Santana, you made it!" Brittany exclaimed as she gave her girlfriend a quick kiss. "Hey Rach, you look amazing!" Brittany said as she reached out and hugged her. "Hey Britt, you too!" Rachel smiled. Rachel and Brittany had become pretty good friends ever since Santana and Brittany started dating. "Guys, this is my girlfriend Santana and our friend Rachel." Brittany introduced them to the group of people she was talking to. Rachel looked at the crowd and gave a small smile. "Noah?" Rachel's smile grew wider as she noticed her old babysitter. Her dads were always out doing meetings when she was ten, so Noah, who insisted on being called puck, was over practically all the time. They had become pretty good friends, and Rachel used to have a huge crush on him, but he was three years older than her so it nothing happened. "Please don't call me that, only three people are allowed to call me that." Puck said as he looked over to the girl who was calling him. She was pretty cute. Rachel started laughing; she had changed a lot since she was ten so she didn't expect him to recognize her. She had gotten her braces taken off, her hair had grown, and she had definitely grown body wise.
"It's me, Rachel Berry." Puck's eyes grew wide, and his mouth dropped open. That's when he actually looked her. Forget cute, she was smokin' hot! She was wearing a short, tight dress that made her look sexy as hell. "Rachel? When did you get so hot?" Puck said still shocked. Brittany hit the back of his head. Rachel started blushing as she laughed awkwardly. "How do you two know each other?" Santana spoke up breaking the deafening silence. Rachel broke her daze at puck to look at her best friend. "Noah here, used to babysit me when I was a kid." Rachel said smiling at the memories. "Yeah, we should catch up sometime." Puck smirked. "Yeah, that would be lovely." Rachel smiled, still blushing. "Hey Rach, come on let's go get another drink." Santana said pointing over to where the alcohol was. "Sure, we'll be back" Rachel told them as she followed Santana.
"What do you need to talk about?" Rachel asked as soon as they were out of hearing range. Rachel and Santana had known each other long enough to know the other's body language, and Santana wanted more than another Budweiser. "What's going on between you and Puckerman?" Santana asked getting right to the point. "I told he was my babysitter." Rachel repeated, confused. Santana scoffed. "He sure as hell seems like more than a babysitter" Santana crossed her arms over her chest. "I had a crush on him, but he was three years older. He never noticed me anyways; to him I was like an annoying little sister." Rachel replied sadly. "He's bad news Rachel. Brittany's told me about him. He sleeps with girls then forgets them. Please don't go after him, you're only going to get your heart broken. I know what he means by 'catch up', and I'm only looking out for you." Santana hugged her. Rachel slowly nodded. She knew Santana was right, she's had enough heartbreak, and she didn't need to add Noah Puckerman.
When they were done talking, they headed back to where everyone else was. Santana pulled Rachel to the middle and they started dancing. After a couple songs, Brittany came in "You mind if I cut in?" She asked smiling and reached for Santana's hand. "Sure, I'm going to go get another drink." Rachel smiled and headed toward the drink area. Before she reached it though, she felt a hand on her arm tugging. She turned around to find the one person she was trying to avoid, Noah Puckerman.
"Hey, you walked away before had a chance to... 'talk' ..." Puck smirked. He gave Rachel the up-down. "There's a spare bedroom down the hall, to 'talk' privately." Rachel was shocked. True, she had heard Santana's warning about him and his way with girls, but she hadn't actually believed it until he had come on to her. This wasn't the way Noah used to be, before, he used to be generous, and caring, and his voice was the best she'd ever heard, aside from hers of course. That was before though, now he was this arrogant jerk who slept with any girl who would put out. He was no longer Noah, he was now Puck.
She didn't really know what she was doing, but the next thing she knew his face had a red mark in the shape of her hand. "What the hell Rach?" Puck brought his hand up to his cheek in pain. Rachel scoffed. "You know exactly what that was for Puck." He flinched at the use of his nick name. Sure, he asked everyone to call him Puck, it was badass, but secretly, he loved it when she insisted on calling him Noah. It was a private thing that only her, his mom and his sister called him. She internally smiled, knowing what her calling him Puck would do. She stormed off to look for Santana.
Puck was left there feeling pained. Not only by the stinging on the right half of his face, but emotionally. Why did this bother him so much? He convinced himself that it was because he lost a chance to sleep with a girl.
In her anger and hurry to find Santana, Rachel wasn't watching where she was going, and she ended up walking right into a familiar face. She ended up knocking him down and she landed on top of him. "I am so sor- Sam?" She started majorly blushing. "Haha yeah it's me. Not that I don't mind being tackled into the ground by a gorgeous girl, but you might want to watch where you're going." He said once they were up. Rachel's blush deepened. "I'm so sorry. I was… distracted." She looked up to meet his gaze. The way he was looking at her was different than they way No- Puck, she corrected herself, looked at her. Sam's gaze was adoring and caring, with a little lust and want, because, after all, he is a boy. Puck's look was just plain dirty; he was practically undressing her with his eyes. "So what's up with Puckerman is he your boyfriend?" Sam asked, getting a little nervous. "No I'm not dating Puck; he was just an old friend." Rachel didn't miss the flash of relief in his face. "Cool, so I'll catch you later. Hopefully, not literally next time." He chuckled and walked away. Rachel smiled and walked back to Santana, who was alone after Brittany had gone to talk to some other friends. What neither her, nor Sam new, was that there was a very angry Puck watching them. He might have been out of hearing range, but he sure as hell saw all the flirty transitions.
"Hey Sam, what's with you and Rachel?" Puck said as he grabbed Sam's arm when he walked by. "Not much," Puck released some tension. "….Yet. She's totally hot and seems to be totally into me." Sam said with a smirk. And with that Puck tensed up again. He let go of Sam's sleeve when he realized his fist was clenching so much it turned white. Why was he feeling so possessive of Rachel? He wasn't babysitting her anymore, and she obviously wasn't interested in him, but he wasn't going to give up that easily. He could win her over. The problem with that was, in order to do that he had to get her away from Sam, who just so happened to be his best friend. "She's not single." He doesn't know why he said that, but it could have been true. To be honest he didn't really know, because they hadn't exactly had the chance to talk much. Puck looked up to see his friend's face fall a little. "Are you sure?" She hadn't said that she wasn't dating anyone, just Puck, although that would've been a nice thing to include, Sam thought o himself. "Yeah, she's not single, so back off." Why was Puck acting so weird about this, and with that Sam left.