Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or it's characters.
A/N: This is my second Puckleberry fanfic. I tried to stay away from fanfiction after my first story but it keeps sucking me back in. Hopefully, you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Just a warning, it's not beta'd so all mistakes are mine. I'm hoping to continue this and fill it with Puckleberry goodness, just let me know how you guys like this...
Rachel glared in the direction of Santana. The Latina girl was flirting pretty heavily with Finn. Rachel felt the anger build in her stomach and she clenched her fist to stop her from going over to punch the other girl. Rachel knew Santana could take her down in a matter of seconds and she wasn't sure if anyone in this room would even try to pull Santana off of her. No one really liked her but she was used to that by now. At least when she was with Finn, they were civil with her.
She sighed and turned back to try to focus on anything but the scene unfolding behind her. She could hear Finn say something stupid and then Santana would laugh. He was so dumb he didn't even realize the laugh Santana offered him was fake. Rachel ground her teeth together and sang as loud as she could in her head, trying to drown them out.
"You okay?" Puck bent over to ask her.
"What?" Rachel looked over at him.
"You look like you want to punch a hole in a wall." He explained.
"I'd rather punch a certain Cheerio, who needs to learn to keep her legs shut." Rachel fumed.
"Wow." Puck shook his head. "I didn't think you'd be taking this so hard."
"How was I supposed to take the fact that my boyfriend, who I thought was a virgin, actually slept with the girl, who seems to have made it a goal of hers to make my life hell?" She spat. "Finn and I don't have much in common but the one thing I thought we shared, the one thing I thought that was going to bring us closer, is a big sack of crap."
"You know, nothing is hotter that a woman scorned." He smirked.
"Don't you have someone else to hit on?" She narrowed her eyes at him.
"You're the only hot chick in here that isn't spoken for." He shrugged.
"Mercedes and Lauren don't have boyfriends." She told him.
He smirked again. "I said hot, Rach."
Rachel felt a blush spread over her cheeks and she was sure he had seen it before she could hide behind the blanket her hair made when she bowed her head.
Mr. Schue came in then and Puck straightened up in his chair. Rachel and Puck didn't talk much the rest of Glee practice.
"So, tomorrow is take your kids to work day." Mr. Schue told them. "I'm sure you all will be pretty busy tomorrow so I don't have an assignment for today. You can head on home now."
Rachel hung back and painfully watched Santana and Finn leave the room together. She took a shaky breath and left as well. She had to get home early because the guy was coming to fix the TV.
Puck frowned watching Finn leave with Santana. It didn't bug him that Finn and Santana were probably hooking up but it did bug him that Finn didn't even seem to notice how much it was hurting Rachel. Puck had been watching her closely for the past two weeks and he was usually the first one to ignore girls' feelings but he couldn't believe how oblivious Finn was being. Maybe he'd have a talk with his boy later. Maybe, but probably not, it wasn't really his place to get involved. Besides, it was Berry and he was not about to get tangled up in her mess. Then again, he had promised God he'd be nicer to Jews. Okay, he'd think about talking to Finn. That was start. He grabbed his guitar and headed home.
"Hey, Dad, Daddy." Rachel smiled when her dads' walked into the house after work at almost the same time. "I already called for pizza. It should be here any second."
"Thanks, Pumpkin." Her Dad kissed her forehead before heading down the hall for a shower.
"I'm just going to change." Her Daddy told her and headed in the same direction.
The doorbell rang and Rachel grabbed the money from the table hurried to answer it.
"Hi." Rachel smiled at the cute delivery boy she recognized from school.
"$22.28." The boy told her and looked up. "Oh, hey Rachel."
"Hi." She said and then felt stupid because she had already said that. "Keep the change." She shoved the $25 dollars at him, grabbed the pizzas from him and shut the door before she could embarrass herself anymore.
"Well." Her Daddy smiled from the hallway. "It looks to me like you have a crush. Is that why you always want to order pizza?"
"N-no." Rachel frowned and walked into the kitchen ignoring the heat that was spreading across her face. "I just like pizza, okay."
"Okay." Her dad laughed and took two plates from the cabinet. "Your dad and I are going to eat in our room, okay?"
"Mmm-hmm." Rachel nodded and watched her father walk back into his bedroom with the plates and box of pizza in hand.
She got her own plate down and opened the lid to her vegan pizza. She sniffed heavily and smiled. She heard someone knocking from her backdoor and she frowned. No one used that door. Well, no one except…
She glanced towards the doorway of the kitchen but she wasn't sure why. It's not like her dads' would have heard the knocking all the way on the other side of the house. Her frown deepened but went to open the door anyway.
"Noah? What are you doing here?" Rachel whispered.
"Your dads' home?" He asked a little out of breath.
"Their cars are in the driveway aren't they?" She stepped outside with him just in case her dads did hear. "Did you run here?"
"I only live three blocks away." He shrugged and stepped closer to her. "You wanna do something?"
"What is this about Noah?" She hissed pushing him back.
"I was thinking… I know I told you the other day, you know when we were up in your room, which was awesome by the way..." He smirked as if he was thinking about it.
She rolled her eyes. "Did you have a point?"
"I realized that I only stopped it because you were with Finn but you're not with Finn anymore. He broke up with you and you're completely available. I was hoping we could start back where we left off." He suggested.
"That day in my room was a complete lapse of judgment on my part. It should never have happened so while I'm very flattered, I'm going to have to deny your request." She told him.
"Is that no?" He looked confused.
"Yes." She nodded.
"It was a yes?" He smiled.
"No. Yes, it was no." She shook her head. "You're so dumb sometimes."
"This coming from the girl who dated Frankenteen?" Puck sneered.
"Finn may have broken up with me but I have a plan. I'm going to show him that I am the perfect choice for him. I've got it all worked out. He's going to come to his senses and realize that Santana is not the kind of girl you date. Finn and I will be back together in no time." She said defiantly.
"Wouldn't count on it." Puck told her. "He and Santana are at Breadstix as we speak."
"Breadstix? He never took me to Breadstix." Rachel felt her throat dry and her stomach heaved.
"Why would he spend all that money on you knowing he's not going to get any action afterwards?" He asked her.
"Finn's not like that." She shook her head.
"Then why is he taking her there?" Puck asked. "Hudson may be dumb but he's a still a guy. He's doing this because he knows it going to help him score tonight. Finn isn't as innocent as you think, Berry. He may be completely oblivious sometimes but when it comes down to it he's an ass, just like me. The only difference is that I see how much he's hurting you and I'm standing here, not him. Why is that?"
"Finn just doesn't realize that we're meant to be together yet." Rachel stammered.
"Or maybe it's you that doesn't realize he doesn't want you, Rachel." Puck said. "If he did, don't you think he'd be here instead of a getting a hand job from Santana under a table right now?"
"I- I don't know." She bit into her bottom lip thoughtfully.
"Maybe you need to get it through all that crazy in your head and realize Finn's not the guy for you. Maybe you need someone that's not afraid to give you what you deserve; someone that's smart enough to realize they've got someone amazing." Puck leaned down towards her. "Someone that can make you feel good."
Rachel felt her heart speed up when his breath beat down on her neck. "Noah." She shoved him back and scrambled into the house locking it behind her.
"Good night, Rach." Puck laughed loudly and Rachel listened to hear his footsteps run off before she started to breathe again.
She wasn't sure why but just being around Puck made her stomach twist and heart flutter. It's not like she liked him – because she didn't, she really, really didn't. He repulsed her, the way he was always going around announcing his sexcapades like he should be given a ribbon and flaunting his 'guns' in front of everyone. He had practically screwed his way through half of the woman in this town and it disgusted her. You'd think after all of the women he'd been with he'd get tired of it or his 'thing' would fall off from exhaustion. She definitely did not like Noah Puckerman - except that she totally did.
A/N: Let me know what you think about this. I'm already working on the next chapter so it should be up soon.