A/N: OK! BIG STORY TIME! This is the story I have been working on for a longg timee. This is actually the story that I created before my other story. AHH I'M SO EXCITED FOR THIS! ALSO! This is an alternate universe (a/u) for glee. I would say read it like you haven't watched it, it would make a little more sense just because I don't refer to the actual story so much. On a totally different note, are you guy following glee? Intense stuff. IF YOU LIKE IT REVIEW. IF YOU HATE IT REVIEW! ACK! OK LETS BEGIN THE STORY! WEEEEEEEHEEE
Disclaimer: I can't sing, direct, produce, and many other things so I do not have the creativity to create GLEE!
Phrase of the week!: Pickles are cucumbers soaked in EVIL!
Sorrow. Deceit. Lies. In one word, pain. We all know what it feels like; we all have experienced it at some point in our lives. Maybe the past, the present, or in the future. Well the sort of pain I felt, no one could ever feel the same way.
My name is Brittany and I tend to mess up a lot, I don't trust easily, and well I love to talk. I was only 16 and was ready to tackle on all those stressful times, and all the happy moments that were to come from being 16. But what I didn't know that something was about to happen that would change my life forever, literally. I'll spare you the details of the first few hours of my junior year at McKinley High. Let's skip ahead to the part to well my third period class on the first day. It was Calculus and I spotted my best friend, Santana, and took a seat next to her. She loves the little things in life, and is careful when it comes to trust like me.
"OMG! Brittany you're in this class!" Santana screamed, excited to see me.
"Yep! But this teacher, ? Heard he is horrible." I said in an uneasy tone.
I'm usually fine on my first day of school, but when I felt a gust of wind when the door opened, I felt chills run down my spine. I turned around to see who came through the door, and I couldn't stop myself from staring. His eyes sparkled even with the dull lights. His smile was amazing. He looked at me. I looked at him. I blushed and looked away. That felt like a major movie moment. I was guessing he was new here, because I had never seen him before.
"Welcome class. My name is , and I will be your Calculus teacher for the year," he announced to the class. "Today we will just learn about some rules in this class."
He looked around the classroom, and started to read off the names.
"Rick Absey." He said.
"Here" Rick spoke in a soft tone.
He continued to read the names, and I heard a "here" that came from the direction the new guy sat. His name was Puck. His name felt like a breath of fresh air. I dozed off and started to dream. The bell rang, which abruptly awoke me from my day dream. I had to find out more. I rushed to Santana, and asked her if she knew anything about him. She said that he was a new kid that everyone was talking about. He came from Melton Private School. Hm...Melton. Fancy, very fancy. There was something about him that I just couldn't grasp. I needed to know more so I decided to make a plan. Just to point out, my plans are supposed to really good, this one, not so much. I made a plan to bump casually into him, and say I'm sorry. It sounds really lame but it will work. I just know it will.
I made my move towards him, closed my eyes and walked forward. I felt a shake, which made me open my eyes to see his glowing face in front of my eyes.
"You know, it's best to keep your eyes open when you're walking. It prevents a couple of people from getting hurt."
I chuckled, and said "Yea that really would help. Sorry. Are you okay? Hi, my name is Brittany." I held out my hand, and smiled. "What's yours?"
"Puck. Pleasure to meet you." He grabbed my hand, and I clutched onto his.
"Are you new here? I haven't seen you here before."
"Yea. I came from Melton."
"The private school? You're fancy huh?"
He chuckled. "Yea. Hey, well I gotta go now. Maybe you can show me around school sometime."
"Yea. That would be great."
The next weeks flew by with him and me, just talking, and hanging out. I know you are probably thinking, this is just another love story, but there is one twist to this love story. See this world that we are in, each person has a soul mate. Your soul mate feels the same pain you feel. Your pain is their pain. Your thoughts are their thoughts. Their thoughts are your thoughts. This is how our world works. The similarities start happening around 18, and I was only 16. In this world, we must find our soul mate, otherwise we are deemed alone. But, if you make the wrong choice as to who your soul mate is, well let's just say the consequences aren't good. How do I know this? Well I am one of those special people who can be trusted to be told the secrets of this world, so it can be passed on generation to generation and never forgotten. This soul mate thing was the reason that this world was so peaceful, after 18 at least.
I thought he was the one, and I had every reason to prove it. In the second week of school, I fell down while running in PE, so the next day I came with a cast on my arm, and Puck also had a cast on. He said he got his from playing football, when someone tackled him while he was running to the touch down line. This is what got me thinking. Could Puck really be what I think he is? Soul mates are supposed to feel the same pain. But there are more things to this then just physical pain. I would have to see if my assumption may prove to be true. Our thoughts. When I saw Puck the next day, I kept looking for the chance to see if we felt the same way. And then it came to me! The home game. He was there yesterday, and so was I. I thought the game was intense and seriously needs to get a referee with eyes!
"Hey Puck! Did you catch the game last night?" I asked suddenly.
"YES! Oh my gosh, that was one intense game. I mean when #29 got pushed. I was like that was so a foul! That referee is blind I tell you." he replied.
I was stunned. I thought the same thing when I watched the game. I was too young to be finding by soul mate, but I guess this was how love happens. I stared at him noticing the little things about him that I wanted in my guy. Each moment with him was filled with happiness.
That moment did come when he finally asked me out. It was our first date as what I believe we are. But, there are other things that add up to reveal who your soul mate is. I.e., when you go on a first date with this person, it is supposed to be bad. He does everything right but the outcomes are horrible. Weird logic? Yea.
A/N: I like a little cliffhanger, don't you? I promise I will update soon if I get many REVIEWS! REVIEWSSSSS! SO GO AHEAD CLICK THAT BUTTON AND TYPE, TYPE TO YOUR HEARTS CONTENT!