This is quite surprising. I have just started reading fanfics about glee, and I had an urge to start writing a few. My first one; kinda scared about it. Ha, well I wanted to betray one of my favorite couples on there… Pucktana, Puck/Santana. I wanted to start off kind of like how I did my Sonny and Chad story 'So Many Years' but instead glee style (: Now obviously, I cannot compete with those other glee writers out there, to them most likely I'm like a ladybug. So young, new and fragile. But criticism is always good for the mind so I don't mind. But then again, I do like those compliments. Oh and this story is told in a lot of POV's. I wouldn't be surprised if you got lost… Ugh rambling, on with the story!

Disclaimer: How I love this part, sadly I don't own glee. If I did, I would be married to Kurt… But cheat on him with Finn… Then cheat on him with Puck. (:

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Y o u a n d m e t o g e t h e r

'Introduction; and Kindergarten'

Santana Lopez; not even one word could describe her. She's invulnerable, evil, sweet, a demon. All in one, now you might ask, 'How is that possible?' Well she's an angel sent from above; then she's a demon… Rising from hell…

Our parent's, both wanted us to be very close friends. And I mean like best friends for life, which we are. Santana and I are so close, when we were little we used to take baths together. My mother, always says that she's surprised that we weren't attached on the same umbilical cord.

Then hit kindergarten….

"Noah Puckerman, would you hurry your patootie up Santana and her mother are waiting for us!" Gretchen Puckerman smiled at her soon to be kindergartener.

"Santana?" Noah's small head popped up from under his bed.

Mrs. Puckerman laughed, "Of course, now come on." She grabbed his hand and left out the door meeting Mrs. Lopez and Santana outside.

Noah immediately smiled when he saw Santana in the car waving at him. He climbed into the car, and into his car seat frantically putting his seatbelt on.

"Hi Santana." Noah cooed.

"I don't know why we have to drive together, it un-nossisary." Santana grimaced and frowned at her friend.

"It's unnecessary, sweetie not un-nossisary, that's not a word." Her mother corrected her as they pulled off.

"One day you two will adventually get married. Won't they Dianne?" Mrs. Puckerman asked Santana's mother.

She nodded her head in agreement, "Doesn't that sound nice Noah and Santana?"

"No. I don't wanna get married to Noah." Santana pouted at her mother. "I want to get married to Finn Hudson." She cheesed, and nodded her head.

Noah frowned, "But I like you…" he muttered under his breath.

About 40 minutes later, and after their mothers left, Noah and Santana were in Ms. Daisy's room coloring.

Santana watched as her friend colored, "You know Noah… You should have a nickname you know?"

Noah looked up at her, "Like what?" He asked as he broke his crayons in two.

"Like… Puckerman."

"That's my last name though."

"Exactly!" She smiled.

"No…"

"Why not?" She glared at him, eye to eye.

"It's too long."

"Fine what about Puck?" Santana, gave in trying again.

Noah hesitated, and then grinned. "I like it."

Santana bounced up, "Good, from now on your Pucker- I mean Puck." She finished smiling at him.

Santana's POV

Recess, it was the only time of day when I got to see my bestest friend Brittany. Other than Puck, cause he's a guy. I ran as fast as I could to go and meet her by the twirly swirly slide.

I got there and looked around, she wasn't there. I frowned; she said she would be here!

Then a pair of hand came over my eyes.

"Peek-a-boo! Guess who!" A squeaky voice came from behind me.

"Brittany… I'm not dumb…" I giggled as I turned to face her.

"I missed you! And guess who's in my class!" Brittany hugged me and started jumping up and down.

My eyes widened, "Who!" I asked in curiosity.

"Finn!"

I became angry, "That's not fair! Ugh!" I began stomping about, kicking the woodchips.

Then Puck came running over hiding behind me.

"Get off Puck!" I tried pushing him off, he stayed close onto me.

"Puck?" I heard Brittany ask, tilting her head to the left.

"His nickname.." I smiled at her. Then I grimaced at Puck who was still holding on me like a baby.

"Whats wrong with you!" I yelled, then I heard him whimper.

My facial expression dropped, "What's wrong?"

He pointed to the guys on the other slide on the other side of the playground. "They're hurting me San…"

My nose flared, and I started stomping off towards the boys. When I got there they all started yelling at me telling me that I had cooties.

I went up to one of the boys and slapped him, hard. "Whats wrong with you!" I growled, then I turned to all the other guys. I forward and started pushing them all. "Don't mess with me or Puckerman again!" I threatened them with my fist.

Puck's POV

I had to 'Man' up, like Santana said at school. I started grabbing my dad's magazines and started looking through them.

"Girls. Swimming suits, girls, cars, sports… Girls." I said to myself. "Daddy!" I yelled.

He came running into the room looking at me, "Yes- hey what are you doing with those!" He fumbled over taking the magazines over.

"Daddy, why do you look at girls half naked in books?" I asked him.

He stayed quiet for a while… "Because…. Because it's for work young man. Now don't touch my paperwork hear me?" He said, looking straight in my eyes. "And this will be our little secret. Don't tell mommy. Shh." He said as he left the room.

I decided to go tell Santana about this, she would know. She knows everything! Cause she's that smart.

I walked from my backyard to her house, and saw her in her backyard swinging.

"San!" I yelled out.

"Hiya Puck!" Santana screamed back, giggling as she was swinging.

"I gots a questions."

She stopped swinging and walked over to me, "Uh huh?"

"Daddy had paperwork of girls naked." I explained to her.

"Oh. That's nasty; I think that's called Playboy." She answered.

See, she knows what she's talking about.

"Oh… What's Playboy?" I asked her.

"A magazine." She nodded.

"I knew that –"

"No you didn't…" She finished for me, smiling. "My brother was reading it once, and I was in the room with him. He said something about buying one of the girls, and having a pole in his room. Weird right? Why would you want a pole and a girl?" She asked me.

I shrugged, "You usually know everything…"

She cocked her head, "That's true."

"But the real reason I came here was because… I wanna be mean like you!"

She scrunched up her face, "What do you mean like me?"

"Uh, I mean…" I stuttered, lost with words.

"See this is what I mean Puck!" She sighed. "I'm gonna make you turn mean. I'm gonna make you a bully. More mean than me. Then I'll marry you." She said, putting her hands on her hip.

My face lit up, and I beamed. "Really?"

She held out her pinky, "I promise. I don't break promises."

I held my pinky out and we shook on it. "So you're the new, Mrs. Puckerman eh?" I smirked at her.

"Shut it Puckerman. We're too young." I pointed out.

"Now… Hit me." Santana said, looking dead at me.

I looked at her like she was crazy, "What?"

"Hit me. Don't be a sissy. Now hit me!" She urged, stomping her foot.

"Okay…" I poked her chest and stepped back.

"That wasn't hitting! That was poking! Now hit me before I hit you!" She yelled at me.

"Santaaannna." I whined, about to have a tantrum.

She lifted her fist, and punched me, right in the gut.

I bit my lip and started crying.

"I told you Puck. It was now or never. I'm sorry." Santana calmly stated, walking inside her house, leaving me out in her backyard.

Santana was right… Once again, sadly. When is she never right? I got up and limped over to my house. I gotta show mommy what Santana did to me, maybe I can get her in trouble…

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Eh, I can do better. Well there's chapter one… Kindergarten. Can anyone tell me what chapter 2 might be? Oh that's right, 1st grade! (:

I'm still disappointed in this chapter. I re-wrote it so many times. I just couldn't find the right way to put, mini Puck and mini Santana in.

Ch.2 should be up by next week.