Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
A/N: This is set right after Finn dumps Rachel in Hell-O.
THE F WORD
"Do it, Berry."
"No. It's fairly impolite and I'd rather not."
Puck rolled his eyes. "Honest to God, girl. You have no guts."
"That may be so. But I do have manners."
"And where has that gotten you in life? Huh?"
Rachel sighed heavily, knowing there was no way out. She picked up the phone. Quickly and nervously, she typed, "Fuck you, Finn Benjamin Hudson," sent the text, and threw it down on the table, her head flying backwards in frustration.
"See? That wasn't so bad."
Rachel glared at him. She hated it when Puck was right.