Author's Note:Hey everyone! The next chapter of "Unexpected" will be up soon, but here is something I've had on the backburner for a while. Enjoy!

This struck me as I was reading "How to Be Noah's Girlfriend" by Isabel5. I loved the story and highly recommend it. It was hilarious and cute, and I was really inspired to start a drabble series about the different sections of Rachel's book. I have a few to start off already from the original story, but I will be taking requests. If you have an idea then please send me a review and I will try to work with what everyone sends me (feel free to send a number with it if you have a favourite or something, but it's not necessary. I will use it if it isn't already in use).

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. If I owned it, I would be IN it.

33. Football season pre-game ritual:

Make sure to leave a dozen cookies in his locker before he gets to school. The best kind for this time of year are in the spice family, gingerbread cookies or snickerdoodles.

Puck strolled down the hallway of McKinley like a champ. He owned this place and his strut told everyone around that he knew it; freshmen jumped out of his way, girls admired him, guys either envied him or gave him pats on the back. No one noticed the way his hands trembled with nerves. The game tonight was an important one; McKinley needed to win in order to knock a big rival team out of the tournament. The pressure was on and each of the guys was feeling it in a different way: Finn carried a football everywhere and was constantly tossing it in the air, Mike had taken to snapping at anyone wearing red, and Azimio had lost his appetite. Puck himself was over compensating for his nerves by acting more cocky than normal. He approached his locker to abandon his backpack, though he wouldn't be taking out any books.

Puck spun the combination on his lock, hitting the numbers close enough that he popped the lock in one try. The metal door squealed with the familiar metal groan of high school lockers and Puck grimaced at the unpleasant noise. His eye was caught by the picture of him and Rachel that was clumsily taped to the door of his locker. He paused to admire the happy, goofy grins on their faces as Rachel had her arms thrown around his shoulders. They were at the lake and had taken all of their friends down at a massive Chicken tournament and were celebrating their victory when Mercedes had snapped the shot. Him and Rachel. His girlfriend.

Puck smiled and turned to the inside of his locker, where he noticed a plain paper plate sitting on the top shelf of his locker. There were a pile of gingerbread cookies, the rich scent drifting towards him, on the plate. Puck eyed the cookies supiciously for a moment. Anyone who could break into his locker wasn't likely to leave him a plate of cookies, so he knew he was somewhat justified in his unease. There was a slip of paper under the plate, and Puck curiously pulled it out.

Good luck today!

The note was simple, well wishing, and Puck couldn't help the small grin that crossed his face. Obviously someone was smart enough to know who carried this team. He picked up a cookie, though still slightly wary, and took a bite. The rich spices and sweet molasses rolled over his tonuge and his grin widened. Puck pulled the plate out of his locker and shut the door. He made quick work of devouring the cookies before he saw any of the other guys, because he knew that if they tried to share (all in the interest of team camaraderie) he was going to start biting fingers.

That night Puck left his nerves on the bench and played spectacularly, pointing to his girl in the bleachers to let her know why he was winning this game.

And if she happened to have another dozen cookies in her purse for after the game? Well, he would probably be too jovial to make that connection.

Author's Note: There we go, chapter one! Please drop a review and let me know what you think and please leave me with some requests!