Author's Note: So, I have an announcement to make. I've always been in love with Puck (from Glee obviously), but now I'm just so in love with him it's not even funny LMAO. He's just so frikin sexy! How does one be that sexy? He musta had some good lookin parents cuz I mean HE'S JUST SO DAMN HAWT! He's mine, just to make that clear. I want him and Quinn to be together on the show (hence this story) but in real life…BETTER BE SINGLE! LMAO! Yea…so…enjoy!

Puck and Quinn stood there, looking at their baby that had just been born. After many moments of silence, Puck spoke up. "So…are you gonna keep it?"

Quinn took one last look at her beautiful baby girl. She turned her head to face Puck. "No."

*August*

Puck walked into the school, ready to confront senior year, looking like he owned the place. In a black t-shirt that was tight around his sexy abs, a pair of blue jeans, and his Mohawk back, he was ready to take on any girl. Well, almost any girl. Quinn and Puck haven't spoken much about anything, except Glee, since Beth was born. He knew for a fact Quinn wasn't even coming back to McKinley, she switched to some all-girls school. Her mom thought it'd be best. Puck walked up to his best friend, Finn, and gave him one of those boy slap hands then hug thing.

"What's up, bro? How was your summer?" Puck asked, with a grin on his face.

"Cool. I spent most of it with Rachel, though. I mean, I wanted some guy time, but she wouldn't give it to me," Finn replied.

"Then dumped the chick," Puck said, checking out another girl.

"No way. I like her too much. Anyway, here she comes, I have to go."

"No problem." Just as Finn left, Puck walked over to the girl he was still eyeing.

"Hey. Saw you lookin at me over there," Puck said, acting cool and leaning against the locker.

"How can someone not look at you?" The girl replied trying to be sexy.

"True. I think it's the guns." Puck rolled up his shirt and flexed his mother. The girl put her hand on it.

"Wow, it's so strong," she said, looking into Puck's eyes. Puck looked back, until he heard the doors of McKinley High open. He turned around and, there it was. Quinn Fabray walked into the school, wearing a cute white t-shirt with mini ruffles on the sleeve, and a light green skirt. She wore light green flats with mini bows on them. The front of her hair was pulled back into a barrette, and she held her books as she walked in. Puck continued staring at her, not realizing the girl still had her hand on his muscle and was calling his name.

"PUCK," the girl called for what felt like the millionth time.

"Huh?" Puck turned around.

"For the thousandth time, do you wanna come over my place this weekend? Like I was saying, my parents are out of town-" before she could finish, Puck interrupted.

"Sorry, busy," he said, as he walked over to Quinn. Quinn was dialing the combination on her lock when Puck walked up to her.

"What brings you here?" he asked, trying to not feel both awkward and nervous, since they haven't spoken much in months.

"School," Quinn replied, not taking her eyes and hands off the lock.

"Weren't you s'posed to go to some all-girls school this year?"

"Plans change. You should know what that's like," Quinn replied, recalling the time when Puck said he had protection covered for their sex.

"We're bringing that up again? That's over with, cupcake. The baby's gone, and now we can focus on us," Puck smirked.

"What makes you think I'd wanna be with you?" Quinn replied bluntly.

"The fact that you can't stop thinking about me," Puck smirked playfully, acting like he could read her mind.

"Haha."

"Besides, now that you're done with Finn and everything-"

Quinn shut her locker fiercely after placing her books inside and taking out the one she needed. "Let's get something straight," she angrily retorted, facing Puck. "I wouldn't be with you if all of mankind depended on it. In fact, I wouldn't be with you if the whole world depended on it, because you're a scumbag who has sex with every girl he sees. I need someone I can rely on, and you clearly wouldn't be the first choice." Quinn strode past him, then turned around remembering something. "Oh, and don't call me cupcake." With that, she left with an angry march to her first class of the day.

Puck stood there looking and feeling like an idiot. "Harsh," he mumbled softly.