Chapter 1

"Only the Good Die Young"

Noah Puckerman, more commonly known as Puck, looked down at the grave in front of him. It was hard for him to look at it and quickly had to turn away. Rachel lay a hand on his shoulder and Kurt held his hand. With his other hand, Kurt wiped the tears first from Noah's eyes than his own.

"Finn, wouldn't want you to cry, Noah," the countertenor said softly. Kurt wasn't good at funerals, especially not those of family members.

"He's right, Noah. Finn would want us to celebrate his life rather than mourn his death."

Noah nodded and continued crying.

A/N: This was written in like five minutes. It is also one of the saddest things I think I have ever written. Hope you like. If you review I will continue it. If not, oh well. R&R.