Mercedes: POV

"Puck's in juvie." Mr. Shue informed the class.

"Why am I not surprised?" Quinn muttered with a shake of her head.

I'm going to take that boy to the carpet when he gets out! He promised me no more crap! I rolled my eyes.

"Sam Evans!" Mr. Shue had been talking but I had tuned him out until a hot blonde came jogging in. I sat a little straighter as I eyed him.

"Hi I'm Sam. Sam I am. & no, I don't like green eggs & ham." The boy said with a wave & a smile.

"Wow. He has no game!" Santana whispered to Brittany.

I agreed as Kurt & I eyed each other. This guy is such a dork!

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I felt like Santana & I did amazing on our duet & no one could tell me different. Yet as I watched Quinn & that Sam guy, I felt a flutter. It was so sweet & nice. Santana was not as impressed.

I was über proud of my boy, Chang though. It takes a lot of courage to do something you're not confident in. & my baby did the damn thing!

I found myself drawn to the blonde again as Rachel & Finn sung that awful song. I was so offended & he agreed. So rude! What the exact hell is their problem?!

Anyway, we were waiting for the results & I knew we had it in the bag. & I was right. When Mr. Shue called Santana's & my name, we felt vindicated. We were being heard.

Among the congratulations was the new guy. He smiled at Santana & shook my hand. It was like a bolt of electricity ran through me. My eyes widened because I'd never felt that when touching someone before.

I looked into his green eyes to find them already locked on my brown ones. I wondered if he felt it too.

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Sam: POV

When I got hurt on the field, I felt like my life was pretty much over. It was the only cool thing I was good at & some middle aged man took me out. I was so embarrassed!

I wasn't so popular back home. I went to an all boys school & we didn't have cliques. So I wasn't popular but I wasn't unpopular either. I just wanted to fit in at McKinley. I wore my old letterman jacket & tried out for football. Everything was great.

I even auditioned for this singing club. They were really good out on the quad & I wanted to join but I asked around & I found out they were at the bottom of the heap. I wasn't trying to commit social suicide so I eventually said no.

After hurting my arm, I decided to try out again. This guy Kurt asked me if I wanted to be partners for the duets assignment & I agreed. He seemed pretty cool though he said a lot of words I didn't understand.

Finn, the old quarterback turned new quarterback because of my injury, football captain & glee co-captain, approached me & said that I shouldn't sing with him.

He was worried about my social standing. To be fair, so was I. But I gave my word & to me; that's all I got. Plus, dude sounded like Faith Hill when he sent me all those tracks of him singing. We could have won!

But Kurt surprised me in the shower & told me I was off the hook. I felt bad cuz I didn't mind singing with him. So I was left with Quinn, a pretty blonde cheerleader. I didn't mind that, either!

We almost kissed but she ran away while we were rehearsing. I felt bad for pressing her & resolved to keep my hands to myself. We went to the choir room later & did our duet. It was good.

But nothing prepared me for the black & Hispanic girls singing. They went before us & took my breath away. The Hispanic girl, Santana was fluid & graceful. She could really dance. Her voice was raspy yet high. It was totally awesome.

But Mercedes? the black chick? had me leaning around Quinn to get another look. Apparently it was a Tina Turner song & they did her wiggle. I almost embarrassed myself in front of those people!

Her voice was just as I remembered from the first day of school, soulful yet clear as a bell. If she didn't make it big, it was because an asteroid hit the earth! Her moves were so sweet. It was like she did everything Santana did & threw in something extra. The Asian guy in front of me was looking just as hard.

Speaking of him, he & his girlfriend, Tina (another Asian but I doubt they're the same race because they don't even look alike) sung this song from a musical about not being able to sing. I thought it was awesome. Not many dudes would admit to being bad about something.

I was super proud of Kurt when he did his duet. It was with himself which made me confused but I was glad he was happy.

Finchel (what kind of name is that anyway?!) kinda made me wonder about them. They sung this really offensive song & it was just plain rude. Mercedes said as much & I had to throw in my two cents.

All in all we had some good performances. Imagine my surprise when the girls won. Not! I'd have had to wonder about the teacher's hearing if they hadn't.

After everyone got up to congratulate the girls, I approached with a smile. As much as I would have liked to win, they really deserved it. But when I shook Mercedes's hand, I felt this jolt down in my soul. I didn't know what it meant but I knew I wanted to call my mom & tell her I'd found my soulmate!

I laughed on the inside about that thought. Ma always said I was just like Dad with his romantic notions. I get carried away. But I couldn't exactly stop myself from wondering about Ms. Jones.

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Puck: POV

Mama's gonna kill me! That was the only thought I had on repeat throughout my entire juvie stay. Well that & I gotta get outta here!

See, I didn't mean for this to go so far. I just wanted to have some extra cash for my moms. Is that so wrong? Apparently it is because I was booked so fast; it took me a few days to comprehend my situation.

I knew I'd be facing a couple ass beatings when I got out so I figured I'd try to get them over with. I told my case worker about Artie so I didn't have to pick up garbage from the side of the overpass & skipped my happy ass on out of there!

They threatened to put me back when they found out Artie was crippled & not a gangbanger. What a rip off! So I was about to shoot ghost on this one horse town but Artie came through. He told me to get over myself & be ghetto i.e. pick up the trash. It was better than being a jailbird.

So I got me a new bro out of this experience. I also got an experience from this experience. I'm never going to jail again!

Not only was Mama pissed but she was hooked up with that blonde dude, Sam. They'd just gotten together but still. She couldn't wait for me?! I'm gone for two weeks & she's slobbin down some Beiber lookalike?! Damn!

I saw his face when the girls performed. It was like he was a kid in a candy store. Hell, I was in awe my damn self but I couldn't help but notice Mama staring at him the whole time. Kinda dampened it for me but Mama & her moves got me excited again.

I needed a cold shower after that but I couldn't as Sam & surprisingly Tina made Coach Beiste quit. Something about imagining her when making out so they wouldn't blow their load. Talk about disrespectful! I happen to think Beiste's attractive.

So we ended up singing our song to her so that she would stay. It worked & I was thankful. She's the best coach McKinley's ever had & I don't fancy going back to losing.

I looked over at Mama & was relieved when Sam was dancing with Quinn instead of her. Kurt was giving Mama a lap dance but I wasn't worried. He's as gay as I am straight so I didn't have to worry about him.

After the performance & the hug we laid on our coach, I waited for Mama outside the choir room. When she came out, she was alone thankfully.

"Mama!"

She turned to face me with a scowl on her pretty features. "What do you want Puckerman?"

"Ouch! I'm back to Puckerman?" I strolled over to her. "This summer I was No-No."

She blushed, probably thinking of what we were doing while she called me that. "What the hell do you want?"

"I wanted to talk." I lied. "How you been?"

"In two weeks, Puck?" She folded her arms & side-eyed me. She always could call me on my bull. "What the hell were you thinking?! Stealing an ATM?! You saw Barbershop! Did you really think that mess would work?!"

I shrugged. "My bad. I just wanted my moms to have a little extra cash. I'm sick of her having to go without so me & Nic can have something."

Her face softened & she reached for my arm. "I'm sorry, Puck. I know it's hard for you to see your mom struggle."

I traced a line down her face & I felt our connection spark again. I leaned closer to her & I knew we were back on track. That is until Sam came from the class & cockblocked the hell outta me!

"Hey Mercy!" He got her attention because she backed away from me so fast, you'd think I was a snake.

"Hi Sammy!" Sammy? "Are you ready?" She smiled at him. Like a real smile. Kinda pissed me off.

I turned around with a smirk myself & waved. "Sup dude."

He nodded at me. He didn't see me as a threat. Yet. "Yo. Yeah, I'm ready. I can change here or at home. It doesn't matter." He held out his hand for her & she freakin went to him like a chicken at a slaughterhouse!

"Bye Puck!" She didn't even turn around to wave me goodbye. Just threw her hand over her shoulder.

I didn't respond but I already made a plan in my head. Evans had to go!