Noah "Puck" Puckerman, the king of William McKinley High School in Lima, Ohio. He was on the football team, biggest bad ass on campus, he had been with almost every girl in the school, he had even knocked one of them up. But the one girl he truly wanted, was Rachel Berry, the girl of his dreams who just happens to be his best friends girl.

Even though it had been two years ago, Puck could still remember the day he first layed eyes on Rachel. They had been going to school together for quite a while, but he had never really noticed her, in fact it felt like he had never even seen her before. Maybe it was because they only had one class together and they didn't really hung out with the same group of people. 3 months into his sophmore year, he was in the middle of yet another boring English class, listening to Mr. Schuester handing out their assignment papers and going it over, he was far away in his own world.

"Puckerman? Mr. Puckerman?" He heard Mr. Schue say, annoyed that he wasn't paying attention to what was being said. He held out a cap he had borrowed from one the students, with a bunch of small notes with a name on. It was something he liked to do, let the fates decide who was gonna be working together. Puck picked up a note and read the name out loud, although he he had no idea who the person was.

"Rachel Berry," he said, looking around the classroom to see her. She wasn't there.

"Uhm, Rachel had to go talk to Mrs. Pillsburry but she should be back soon," Kurt Hummel said. Puck only knew him by name, he was in Glee club with Finn Hudson and Finn had tried to get him to join the football team. He was actually pretty good but Puck didn't like the idea of having a Glee nerd on the football team, plus he was gay with a capital G. Not that Puck had a problem with that, it was really more the Glee thing. And don't even get him started on the mixed feeling of his best friend since kindergarten, joining the Glee club. Puck and some of the other guys from the team had shot Finn with paintball guns, but it hadn't helped. He was still in that freaking club.

"Alright, thanks Kurt. Looks like you're gonna have to wait for her Puck. Everybody else get started on your assignment and we'll meet up in an hour." Mr. Schue said, as everyone started to leave the classroom.

Who did this Rachel chick think she was, making the Puckster wait. Puck had never waited for a girl in his whole life, and he was planning on changing that now.

Sitting back in his chair, only him and Mr. Schue left in the classroom, he let out a deep sigh. But Mr. Schuester just ignored him.

"Hey if that Rachel chick dosen't come back, does that mean I get the day off?" He asked smirking, one of his favorite things was to see how long it took him to make the teacher annoyed. Mr. Schue was hard, he had not yet managed to make him angry, despite that fact that he's done everything except punching him.

"You're doing the assignment, Noah."

"It's Puck!" No one had called him Noah in years, he wasn't quite sure how it happened, he's just kind of stuck with it. Not that, that bothers him there's a certain bad boy over it. And that's exactly the was Puck liked it.

He was just about to throw another cocky remark at Mr. Schue when the most beautiful girl, he had ever seen, entered the room. She was wearing a light pink dress that stopped right after her knees, revealing her creamy legs to him. Her beautiful dark hair was pulled up in a pony tail on her right side, right under her ear her bangs falling perfectly on her frame. She was wearing white high socks, which normally he thought was geeky, but on her it looked amazing. He had to admit he kind of lost his breath when she entered, and when he finally remembered how to breath, his heart was racing like one of those race dogs you see on tv.

"Hello, Rachel." Mr. Schue said when he saw her, and she turned to look at him. And it was first now that Puck really saw her face, but he was distracted by her eyes, they looked like she had been crying. And her make-up was slightly ruined, but she had hidden it well. It felt like he had been punched in the gut, why was she crying? Had someone hurt her? If so he was gonna kill the mother fucker.

"Rachel, are you alright?" Mr. Schuester asked, and walked over to give her a hug. She reciprocated, and he realized how petite she was. She looked so small in Mr. Schue's arms, and he wasn't even that tall. Probably the same as Puck.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She said, with a small smile wiping away her tears. A big lump was being made in his throat, and he had no idea why or how to get rid of it.

"You sure?" Mr. Schue asked.

"Yes, where's everybody else?" She asked, and Puck thought about how funny it must have felt to leave a full classroom and then come back and it empty. He wouldn't mind that, he smiled to himself at the thought. And didn't hear what Mr. S and Rachel were talking about, until they said his name.

"And you're with Mr. Puckerman here, he will tell you all about the assignment cause he's been paying attention, right Puck?" Actually Mr. S wasn't that bad, but of course Puck would never admit that to anyone.

"I gotta go to Figgins office, so why don't you guys get started," before Puck had a chance to realize what was happening he had left, leaving him alone with this mystery girl, who was making unknown feelings run through his body.

"Hi?" She said, sounding incredibly happy for a girl who just crying 2 minutes ago.

"Uhm, hi." She sat down on the chair in front of him and started going over the assignment.

Puck wasn't listening to a word that was being said during rest of the class, he just stared at Rachel. She was sitting in the row in front of him, so he had perfect view of her back and the left side of her face. He almost fell off his chair, when the bell rang making everyone stare at him. And when Rachel giggled at him, he felt a rush running through his body and his cheeks felt like they were on fire.

"Hey Rachel, wait up." He caught up with her walking by her side down the halls. "So I was thinking we should probably finish that assignment you know, just so we wont come too far behind?" Wait a minute, did he just ask a girl to study with him? Something that wasn't even homework? God she must think, he's such a dork?

"Sure, that would be great. I'm actually really enjoying this class, Mr. Schuester is really good." If she thought he was a big dork, she was good at hiding it. For a moment he wondered if maybe she didn't know who he was.

"Yeah, he's cool!" Did he just say a teacher was cool? Yes, Mr. Schue was but he would never say that a loud. Why did he keep saying stupid things like this?

"So, how bout you come by my house tomorrow and we can work on the assignment. Is that okay Noah?" SCOOOOOOORE. A date at her house, tomorrow was gonna be great, hold on...did she just call him Noah? How would she know her name?

"Wh...What did you just call me?" He couldn't believe he was stuttering, he never stuttered. This is what's called stutter right?

"I called you Noah, that's your name right?" He could see the sadness in her eyes, like getting his name wrong was the end of the world. And he hurried to let her know she didn't do anything wrong.

"Yes, yes that's ny name. Noah's my name. I was just wondering how you know that?" She giggled at him, and that heat from before returned to his face. But then she just looked confused.

"My boyfriend's on your football team, we met a couple of months ago at the victory party. Finn Hudson?" And just like that he stopped breathing, he couldn't hear anything happening around him, all he heard was a high ringing as he saw white light before his eyes. It wasn't until Finn came up from behind her, burying his face in her neck, wrapping his arms around her stomach while she laughed, that Puck snapped out of his coma.

"Hey, what's up Puckerman?" Finn smiled at him, but all Puck wanted to do was punch him in the face. He hadn't done him anything, but the fact that she was HIS girlfriend was enough for Puck. His fingers started to pull together launching his fist into a ball, but Rachel's calm voice relaxed him.

"Actually Noah and I are studying together tomorrow."

"Studying? What ever happened to studying is for losers?" Finn teased but for Puck it was a slap i the face.

"I never said that!" He practically yelled at his friend as his body leaned forward like he was ready to fight him. But just a second after saying it, he realized how wrong it had come out.

"I just...don't...think..." He tried, but couldn't find the words, maybe it would have been easier if he had known what he wanted to say. Rachel stared at him, her eyes wide open, she looked scared. Her fingers gripping Finn's around her stomach. He didn't wanna scare her, and felt like he had hurt.

"Noah, are you alright?" She asked slowly, taking a stop closer to Finn so they were standing right against each other, almost as if she was afraid he was gonna hurt her. Did she really think he would do that, he would never do that.

"Yeah, man you look a little shaken up?" Finn said, his voice full of concern.

"I'm fine guys, I just had a bad day." He faked a smile, trying to convince himself he was okay. But he couldn't get his eyes away from Finn's big hands around her waist, and he felt a little dirty. Like his stomach was doing turns, like in a roller coaster.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow, Noah," she said, her voice sounding so sweet he just wanted to hug her, but it was too late she was already halfway down the hall from him. Fingers intertwined with her boyfriend.

Her boyfriend, Puck was sure that word was the devil.

Why did he suddenly feel like Finn Hudson was his worst enemy. And why couldn't he remember meeting her? He would have remembered meeting her, he was sure of it, unless. Oh yeah, the victory party he had been so hammered at that party he had needed Finn to tell him what had happened. But apparently he had let out the part with meeting his girlfriend.

And that was how Noah Puckerman met Rachel Berry, two years ago.

So here he was about to start his senior year of high school, and for the thrid year in a row, watch his best friend go home with the girl of his dream.