This is my third attempt at a Glee story. I don't know what has come over me, honest. I blame my friend, of course. This particular story is for Puck. I hope you all enjoy it. This chapter will be in Puck's point of view.
PS:
I own nothing but my OCs and my idea.
PPS: My other OCs (Carly and Kay) will appear in this story so do not fret if there are names you don't recognize.

PuckxOC: Shiloh Hannah Benjamin|Senior|Black hair|Green Eyes|1/2 Jewish|Father: Maximilian|Owns his own accounting firm|40|100% Jewish|Practices Psychology|Black hair|Brown Eyes|Mother:Eliza|Head stylist/owner of a hair salon|40|1/2 Italian 1/2 Greek|Teaches Dance on her days off|Honey blond hair|Brown Eyes|Brother: Aaron|20|Studying at Stanford (architecture)|Honey Blonde| Brown Eyes|6'2"|plays Lacrosse and Hockey

Haven't Met You Yet

I don't usually agree to go places with Kurt Hummel but when he mentioned a new girl coming to William McKinley, I couldn't turn down the offer. We carpooled to the new girl's house and when we all got out of the cars, our jaws dropped. "This is a house, Kurt?"

"Yes, Puck. Her father is very, very rich." Jackpot. "Blaine should be here soon. She is his cousin after all." I rolled my eyes as I watched Blaine walking down the driveway. He waved us in and we all followed Kurt as he walked up the driveway to meet Blaine.

"I'm glad you guys could make it. Everyone else is in the backyard. Help yourself to refreshments if you'd like." He pointed to a huge table with drinks lined up as far as the eye could see. When I heard the word 'party', I expect drinks to be in a cooler not lined up on a table. I heard everyone gasp so I looked up to see what the fuss was about. There certainly was something to fuss about, that's for sure. There was a huge stage in the backyard with tables and benches set up in front of it. "Hannah should be here...somewhere. She likes to run off a lot."

"We'll try to keep an eye on her at school, Blaine." I rolled my eyes. Kurt and his boyfriend Blaine were too cute to look at. I let my eyes wander around the massive backyard and I was impressed. We all sat at different tables, dividing into our cliques just like we did at school. Brittany, Santana and Quinn sat at one table. Kurt, Blaine and Mercedes sat at another table while Finn and Rachel decided to sit with me. Artie, Tina and Mike couldn't come, something about prior obligations or some nonsense. I watched the stage, hoping for some reason that someone would make use of it soon or I was out of here. My silent hoping worked because music started to play and the song was very recognizable. I watched a relatively small girl with black hair walk onto the stage, singing the lyrics of the song. Her voice was hypnotizing; I couldn't take my eyes off her. She hopped off the stage and started to go around to the tables, continuing the song as the other people on stage continued to dance. Halfway through her song, she yanked Kurt and Blaine up and dragged them to the stage with her. She finished her song and everyone stood up to clap. She hopped off the stage again and started to greet her guests. She finally made it to our table and my jaw dropped. She was...stunning.

"Hi there. I'm Hannah." She shook Finn's hand and I could see Rachel turn green with envy. She had every reason to; Hannah was the prettiest girl I have ever seen.

"Hi...I'm Finn."

"I'm Rachel, his girlfriend." Real subtle, Rachel.

"And you are?" She looked over at me and I was speechless.

"That's Noah Puckerman but we call him Puck." I felt her put a finger under my chin to close my mouth.

"It's rude to stare, Puck, but for you I'll make an exception." She winked at me and walked back over to Kurt's table.

"Can you believe her, Finn?"

"I can't and apparently neither can Puck." I heard Finn snap his fingers to try to get my attention so I turned to face him. "Stop drooling, man, or we're going to need a bucket."

"Shut up, Finn."

"Apparently, she doesn't care about the way she is perceived by others with the way she looks. It must be difficult having no morals."

"I really hope you aren't talking about my sister, Rachel." We all turned towards the new voice to see a blond, very tall boy standing there with a drink in his hand.

"Have we met?"

"No, but thanks to Kurt and Blaine I know all about you, Rachel Berry. And I sincerely hope you don't disrespect my sister when she is the one who told Kurt to invite his Glee club friends." He threw Rachel a dirty look then turned his attention to me and Finn. "The name is Aaron, boys. Which one of you is Puck?"

"That's me." I stood up and shook his hand.

"I've heard quite a bit about you, Puck. I only have one thing to say to you." His grip tightened on my hand to the point where the pain was so intense, I sat back down in my chair. "You hurt my sister, and I'm coming after you." He let go of my hand and I just stared at him, in awe of the amount of power he possessed. "Now, enjoy yourselves." I watched Aaron walk from table to table, introducing himself to the other Glee members. He motioned for Kurt to be quiet while he snuck up behind Hannah. He tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around, suddenly squealing in excitement and throwing her arms around him. Judging by her reaction, she hadn't seen her brother in quite a long time. My eyes moved from Hannah to the driveway when I saw Artie rolling his way up the driveway with Kay Lincoln next to him. Hannah saw Kay and ran full steam at her, giving her a powerful hug. Judging by both their reactions, they haven't seen each other in a while either. I watched as Kay whispered something in Artie's ear, and took off towards the stage with Hannah. Great, a duet featuring two girls that I can't stop thinking about. As the intro started, I groaned. Of all the songs, they pick this one. Kurt will be so happy. I decided to get up and grab a drink, just as Hannah started to sing.

Hello, hello, baby;
You called, I can't hear a thing.
I have got no service
In the club, you see, see
Wha-Wha-What did you say?
Oh, you're breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you,
I'm kinda busy.
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy.
Just a second,
It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with
A drink in my hand, eh
You shoulda made some plans with me,
You knew that I was free.
And now you won't stop calling me;
I'm kinda busy.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Can call all you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bub,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Call when you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bub,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
[Beyonce(Kay):]
Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone
Won't make me leave no faster.
Put my coat on faster,
Leave my girls no faster.
I shoulda left my phone at home,
'Cause this is a disaster!
Callin' like a collector -
Sorry, I cannot answer!
Not that I don't like you,
I'm just at a party.
And I am sick and tired
Of my phone r-ringing.
Sometimes I feel like
I live in Grand Central Station.
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls,
'Cause I'll be dancin'.
'Cause I'll be dancin'
'Cause I'll be dancin'
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancin'!
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Can call all you want,
But there's no one home,
You're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bub,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Call when you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bub,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bub,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bub,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
We're sorry the number you have reached is not in service at this time.
Please check the number, or try your call again

Everyone applauded, again, and I had successfully downed my drink in record time. I turned around just as Artie was wheeling himself towards me. "Hey, Artie."

"Hey, Puck. Didn't Kay look great up there?"

"Yeah...great, Artie. Look, man, I'm going to head out. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"Don't leave before Aaron performs. Kay said he's supposed to be really great."

"No thanks, Artie. I'm just going to go." I turned to leave when I heard someone else call my name. I turned to see Hannah running towards me.

"Don't leave, Noah. I mean, Puck. The party is just getting started." I gave her a look and she smirked. "My dad just left, leaving all us teenagers alone. Now, come on!" She grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the table with Kurt, Mercedes and Blaine sitting at it. The whole time she was holding my hand, my whole body got hot. Okay, so I wasn't going to leave just yet.

-FIN-

That's it for the first chapter. I dunno if a long opening chapter is a good thing but I'm not going to argue any reviews. I hope you enjoyed it. Stay tuned for the next chapter.