I wrote this at 11pm, so things might not make sense… there's going to be Quick. But right now it's just Pucktana ^_^

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Santana Lopez was sitting in the bleachers of the gym, remembering the time when she was head cheerleader and everything in her life was perfect. Sure, she felt bad after Quinn got pregnant.. Felt bad that Quinn's parents split.. But she was always living in her shadow with Brittany. She wanted something of her own. And she finally had it. When Quinn was kicked out of the Cheerios, Santana secretly drew a sigh of relief. That finally, people can see her more than just Quinn Fabray's best friend and sidekick.

That summer after sophomore year, she texted Puck, he blew her off most of the time. She was pissed off, and honestly, it hurt her self-esteem. Guys were always throwing themselves at her. But all she wanted was one Noah Puckerman. Sure *she's* the one that broke up with him. But their 'friends with benefits' thing was working out. At least, that's what she led on. She never would admit it to anyone, hell, it was hard for her to admit it to herself. She was falling in love with Puck.

The reason behind her 'summer surgery' was to maybe get the boy whom was grief stricken over the loss of "Little Miss Perfect" Quinn Fabray. She knew how in love with her Puck was, and maybe, just maybe, after her surgery he'll notice her.

Santana stumbled back to reality after she heard an awkward cough. She looked around and saw Puck sitting at the edge of the bleachers, just out of eyeshot for Santana not to see him.

"What are you doing, Fuckerman?" She hissed at him, "Cheerios practice is over, you can't drool over Miss Fabray, she's long gone."

"What the hell is your problem?" He rolled his eyes, making his way up to the latina.

She sighed and frowned a little, turning away so Puck couldn't see.

"Silent treatment?" He asked, sitting besides her.

She scoffed and looked at him.

"Are you crying?" He looked at her concerned, "*were* you crying?"

"I do have feelings Puck.." Her sentence drifting as she looked into his eyes.

"Look, believe it or not I consider you a friend, so spill..." He looked at her concerned.

"Please don't expect me to go hallmark on you," she rolled her eyes.

He raised his eyebrow, signaling her to continue.

"I'm not having the best day..." She started to ramble, "I'm at the bottom of the pyramid, Coach called me fat-"

"Woah. She called you fat?" He looked at her and frowned. Noah Puckerman may not be the one to go all soft on someone, but he *knows* chicks hate being called fat. It's only okay if they, themselves say their fat, "Santana Lopez is many things, but fat is not one of them."

She smiled softly at him, "thanks, I guess..."

"You're perfect, San.. Don't let an old bat like Sylvester make you feel any different," he told her, "shit. Glee club made me go all gay..." He shook his head.

She laughed slightly at him and he grinned in return. His perspective in life changed after everything he's been through.

"That's nice of you Puck, but... I'm not perfect..." She told him, "perfect is Quinn..."

"Stop." He growled, "fuck, girl's are so stupid."

She rolled her eyes and got up, starting to walk down the bleachers without another word to the boy.

He thought maybe he could give her a ride, he opened his mouth stupidly, but the words didn't come out. He was being too nice, lately. He got up and walked out of the gym.

He briefly saw her in the corner of his eye, getting into her car. He gave her a head nod and hopped into his truck, driving home.

That night both of them couldn't sleep. Santana thinking about Puck and Puck thinking about how he can cheer not just Santana up, but all of the glee club girls. They've been sort of in a funk since everything with Kurt's dad. Everyone has actually. It just made them think about life and what's out there. They needed something to brighten their day. Puck fell asleep thinking that glee club is making him gay... Trying to think of ways to cheer those misfits up. Santana, on the other hand, was thinking about when they were kids, the good times when they didn't have to worry about social status or teen pregnancies. She found an old picture of her and Puck, she fell asleep with it in her hand.

When glee club met, Puck boldly rose his hand and stood up.

"I was talking to someone," his eyes met Santana's as he spoke, "and it gave me an idea. Everyone's been a little off and I thought this might cheer them up."

Puck grabs a stool, placing it in the middle of the room, and waves for Santana to come and sit down. She is hesitant at first and looks at Brittany. Britt pushes Santana playfully and tells her to go sit down. Santana warily sits down looking at Puck with a raised eyebrow.

He nods to Brad and he skillfully plays the intro to "Just The Way You Are." Puck starts to sing and the glee club claps. His eyes glued to Santana. She looks warily at Quinn to see her reaction. Quinn seems impressed that Puck had a pulse again and smiles slightly. Quinn realizes that she's head cheerleader, now, and hopefully she can rekindle her relationship with Britt and Santana. She secretly does still like Puck, but as of right now, it seems like Puck has no feelings for her at all.

He finishes the song and let's Santana run back into Brittany's arms. He catches Quinn's gaze and grins at her. She bites her lip and nods, mouthing "that was nice" to him.

After glee club Santana grabs Puck by the collar of his shirt.

"What the hell was that all about?" She asked him.

He ignores her question and whispers in her ear, "you didn't have to get a boob job for me..."

"It wasn't for you," she denies, looking away.

"I notice you, San..."

She looks at him and kisses him softly, "I like you.."

He looks at her and kisses her again with more force, "I like you too."

Puck wasn't completely lying. He did like Santana, and shit, she was hot. If he couldn't have Quinn, Santana was definitely a good thing to have.

She looks at his lips and whispers, "thank you."

He takes her hand in his, "come on, I'll give you a ride."

They arrive at her house. She smiles at him and thanks him with a kiss. She runs inside her house and waves to him from the front porch. He grins at her and drives off.

Santana Lopez was going soft. She didn't care if she was second best. At least she had him.

The weekend soon started and Santana found herself in the back of Puck's truck, making out.

He starts to suck on her neck, reaching his hand in between her thighs. She sighed happily. They were fully clothed but both sure it wasn't going to end that way.

She pulled him off slightly and murmured, "Puck..."

"Yeah, baby?" He looked at her.

"Do you love me?" She asked him.

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That's it… for now o_e