Falling For you, Chapter One
TITLE: Falling For You, Chapter One
PAIRINGS: QUICK (Quinn Fabray/Noah Puckerman)
SYPNOSIS: No one's ever captured Noah Puckerman's heart before, no one's ever tried. No one has bothered to look behind his mask, to see his true colours. What happens when one head cheerleader tries? Quick!
A/N: This is going to be set at the start of season two. Quinn was never kicked out, and still lives with her parents. Okay? Enjoy.
Quinn Fabray, head cheerleader, the most popular girl in the whole school. She had everyone falling at her feet, and she loved it. She loved the way guys stared at her in awe, and how girls stared at her in admiration. She loved the way it made her feel loved, wanted.
Of course, she had the pressures of looking perfect every minute of the day, but she could work through that, it wasn't that hard. So long as she kept that powerful, Queen Bee face, then everyone would love her. Right?
Quinn had managed to survive one year at William McKinley High School, and here she was, on top of the world. Yes, she had gotten pregnant and nearly kicked out, but her parents agreed to let her stay, if she got rid of her baby, which she did. Sort of.
What they don't know didn't hurt them.
Quinn still even attended Glee Club, which she really didn't expect to be attending at the start of her time at the school. But although she'd never admit it, she loved Glee Club. Quinn loved the way standing on stage, with the bright lights shining down on you, made her feel.
Maybe it was lame, but she got away with it, and no one dared to slushy her, not anymore.
Last year was hectic, with the pregnancy and joining glee club, but this year was a new start. She was at the top, and would never, ever give it away.
Quinn had planned out the year carefully. She knew what she wanted, and she wouldn't stop until she achieved it. What was the use of starting afresh if you didn't have a goal?
Firstly, Quinn needed a guy. Now that Finn and Berry were an item, she needed to find a new popular footballer to make do for the year. Quinn made sure it wasn't someone who would most likely annoy her, or pressure her into doing anything she didn't want. She had gotten away with one pregnancy, she did not want another.
Secondly, Nationals. Glee club had lost last year, and the cheerleaders had won. If Quinn worked hard, she could lead both teams to victory, which would boost her self esteem and make sure that she was popular.
Lastly, she wanted to build up her friendships again. Over the summer, she had realized how distant she was from whatever friends she had. Yes, Mercedes was a kind of friend, but the diva had been at a singing camp all summer. Santana and Britt didn't seem interested in her anymore, so she was pretty much alone.
Alone. The thing that she had never wanted to be. How come she was so alone? She was the most powerful girl in the school, yet she didn't even have a best friend. Quinn wanted someone who she could have sleepovers with, and giggle with over boys. She wanted somoeone who she could go to for advice, and make jokes with.
Although she was popular, she was lonely. And that needed to change.
Quinn was sat in the cafeteria, surrounded by over-perky cheerleaders and sweaty footballers. Her salad, that was placed on the table beneath her, was left uneaten. Quinn guessed that she just really wasn't hungry.
Quinn's hazel eyes lifted, and looked around the group of footballers. They all seemed the same. All of them making corny jokes that she never understood, all of them hitting on her every hour of the day. All of them the same.
She wanted fire, she wanted romance, she wanted somoene who played hard to get. Basically, Quinn wanted a challenge.
Her eyes landed on Noah Puckerman, the guy who she hadn't spoken to in ages, mostly to avoid the awkwardness of a conversation. Ever since she had given birth to her baby, Quinn had managed to avoid him, because honestly Puck scared her. She hated how he used his 'Puckerman charm' to lure her into falling in love with him.
It annoyed her how he made out that he loved her, and then flirted with every girl he layed his eyes on.
But what she hated the most about him, was that no matter what, she really liked him. She liked how he flirted with all the girls, and she liked how he was hard to control.
Quinn sighed, and moved her eyes away from him, and onto her salad, and she digged her fork into it. She then removed the fork, and placed it on the table, and leant back, closing her eyes.
If it wasn't for her headphones that were blaring out loud, rock music, then she would have fallen asleep.
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose, fire away, fire away.
Quinn felt a hand on her shoulder, and she pulled out her headphones, with a frustrated expression. Her eyes darted up to where the hand came from, and she rose an eyebrow.
Speaking of the devil, it was Noah Puckerman.
She wriggled from his reach, glaring at him, her eyes digging into his like sharp knife's. Quinn knew she probably shouldn't be so angry at him, but why not? It wasn't like they were dating or anything, he was just a guy who made her pregnant.
Frowning, Quinn looked at him boredly. "Yes?" She snapped, in a tone that warned him to just leave her alone. Her tone that she used for the geeks that dared to talk to her in the corridor. The tone of who-even-are-you.
Puck slipped into the empty seat beside her, not noticing her coldness; or he did, but he just ignored it. He smirked at her, tilting his head to the side in a way that made Quinn tremble.
He picked up his bottle of water, and undid the lid, "Have you been avoiding me?" He asked, and Quinn swore she heard some hurt in his voice.
Whatever, she thought to herself, frowning, New starts, remember?
Quinn shrugged, looking away from him, "No, I've been busy." She lied, her face flushing red. Quinn nearly slapped herself as she felt her face blush. She hated how her body reacted, completely opposite to what she really felt.
Puck chuckled, "Q, don't lie to a liar." He laughed, drinking from his bottle, the obvious malice in his voice.
If Quinn was annoyed before, she seriously was trembling with irritation now. Why did he have to know her so damn well? Why could he see right through her mind like some kind of physco?
She growled, still avoiding his gaze. "Whatever, I'm busy." She says cooly, resting her elbow on the table and resting her head on her palm.
Puck placed his bottle down on the table, still smirking, "Doing what?" He challenged, looking at her uneaten salad, "Don't even try and convince me that you're eating, because we both know that you're not." He said firmly, "Now, why don't you stop being a tight ass, and look at me properly."
Quinn rolled her eyes, and turned her face towards his, forcing herself to look at his expression.
"Happy now?" She said smoothly, her eyebrows still raised.
Puck looked back at her, "Yes, I am," He answered, smirking, "Because you're going to meet me tonight, at my place, seven o'clock."
Quinn's jaw dropped, ready to fight back, but he placed his finger on her lips, stopping her. Quinn glared at him, and he smiled at her softly, removing his finger.
Without giving her a chance to respond, he picked up his drink bottle and stood up,smirking, "I'll see you tonight." Was all he said, before walking off.
Leaving Quinn lost in her thoughts, fighting with herself.
It was six o'clock, and Quinn still hadn't came up with a decision whether or not to see Puck. She knew what her parents would say- that he was a dangerous boy, who they didn't like.
But what did she want?
Quinn, stop, he isn't worth it. He probably does this to every girl, She told herself, sighing.
So why did her heart beat when he smirked at her like that? Why did she think that he felt the same way? Why did she think that there was more that met the eye with him?
He's only a boy, he doesn't care about feelings.
But what if he did? What if deep down he did have feelings? Everyone had feelings right? What if, behind the mask, he was a nice person? What if he really did like her?
He's playing with your mind, he doesn't love anyone
Quinn sat up, sighing. She had no idea what she was supposed to do. If she turned up, and it turned out he was just using her for sex, or whatever, then she'd feel pretty stupid for the things she was feelings.
But what if, what if she tried to get him to open up? What if she practically forced him to open up to her? She could do that, she was head cheerleader, she could do anything she wanted to.
Quinn stepped off of her bed, and walked swiftly to her wardrobe, and opened it, debating what she was supposed to wear.
A dress? No, that's too fancy, and it would give Puck the wrong idea.
But she couldn't exactly go in jeans and a t-shirt could she? That would be rude right? Quinn looked at her clothes, and her eyes landed on a pretty white blouse, and some black tight jeans. That would do.
After getting changed, she applied some subtile make up, before leaving the house. She had spent half an hour debating with herself, and she still had to get past her father with a reasonable excuse.
She walked into the kitchen, and forced on a happy smile, she could do this. "Hey daddy," She said, smiling at him, fiddling with her hair because she knew he liked that.
Russell Fabray looked up from his newspaper, and looked admiringly at his daughter, "Hello my princess," He greeted, standing up and hugging her.
Quinn hugged him back, "I'm going to meet Santana at the pictures, is that okay?" She asks, making sure to say 'picture's' instead of 'cinema' because she knew that he had no idea what the cinema was.
Russell nodded, still smiling at her, "Sure, remember to come back before ten," He reminded her, and Quinn grinned, nodding.
She rose an eyebrow, "I'll be back way before then," She said.
And for the first time, she truly meant it. Quinn didn't plan on staying late with Puck, because she knew what that meant. Late nights, meant staying the night, which meant in Puck's book, sex.
Quinn didn't want that. She just wanted to find out the true him.
And she was going to find out, if it killed her.
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