I do not own Glee, or anything to do with them. Which is sad, but what can you do? My first story, let me know what you think if people like it I will keep writing. Thanks! Also I make no money off of it in any way.
It was a Friday morning, Rachel Berry walked confidently down the crowded hall of McKinley High, her blue plaid skirt swishing with every step. Walking up to the tall football player, she tapped him on the shoulder. "Noah, I have a proposition for you." Not waiting for his reply she continued. "Meet me in the parking lot after Glee, don't be late." With that she walked away. He was left there in confusion staring after her. "Huh?"
The day went on as normal for Rachel, only one slushy to the face! When time for Glee Club rolled around she perked up. Other then waking up and riding the elliptical machine, this was her favorite time a day. Halfway through listening to Mr. Shue talk about the upcoming songs they would sing, she realized how slow time was passing. She had stayed up passed her bedtime figuring out the proposition for Puck, and she was starting to get nervous to ask him about it.
He left a few minutes before she did, as she stayed behind to talk to Kurt and Mercedes about the costumes for the next performance. When she got outside, there was Puck, leaning up against his truck, just as she had requested. Seeing as she was used to performing, walking up to him, swaying her hips, faking confidence was easy. But seeing him standing there, arms crossed in front of him, look of aloofness on his face, acting became difficult.
"So Berry, what is it that you want to propose to me" He asked with his usual attitude, emphasizing the word propose to try to make her nervous. He smirked as she visibly swallowed hard. "Uhm, could we please go somewhere that we can discuss this in private?" "Discuss what Berry; do you need bone marrow or something? Spit it out"
"Humph" she groaned at him. "Fine, lets just sit in your truck and I will explain everything" unlocking the doors, they both got in, and he faced her expectantly. Suddenly finding her nails interesting, she fidgeted, before finally speaking. "Well I was thinking and…I would like you to takemyvirginity…." She rushed the words together and practically whispered them, making it almost impossible to decipher. "Huh? Speak up." He demanded. "And say it at a humans pace." "Will you take my virginity? I've made pros and cons lists, and researched a few things, and have decided that it would be beneficial for me, if this happened." Looking at him expectantly she waited. God is she trying to kill me? Only she can make asking for sex like a business contract sexy. "So Noah, what do you think?"