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A Rachel/Puck fic.
Chapter Two.
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Disclaimer: See ch. 1
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A/N: Wow. You guys are amazing. 15 reviews since I posted it last night, 9 hours ago! I checked my email this morning and I had 75 emails, 68 of which were from fanfic dot net! I'm so happy you guys are loving this story! (My Harry Potter fandom reader probably aren't too happy with Glee taking up my time, but I can't help it!)
Okay, so here's chapter two. I may do some backstory on Owen in this chapter or the next, and we'll find out how they met. Some Puck jealousy is a must, even if he doesn't know he's jealous. (Those ones are the best, it's so cute when they're all flustered and they think they're just annoyed, but they're really jealous)
Anywhoo ... enough out of me, and on with the story!
As always, please read and review, I live for feedback!
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Rachel tried her best to ignore the glances and glares that the female members of glee shot her through practice, and it showed in her performance. She was completely stiff when Finn was trying to spin her or dance the choreography with her, and finally Mr Shuester stopped them.
"Okay, I think we need to change things up a bit," he told them. He scanned through the glee members, smirking when his eyes landed on one who was trying to look inconspicuous.
"Puck, front and center," he stated.
Rachel and Finn looked between Puck and Mr Shuester, trying to understand the logic behind his actions.
"Mr Shue?" Finn asked as Puck made his way up to them.
"Let's just try this out," the teacher offered. "Puck, switch places with Finn. And ... Tina, get up here with Finn."
The girl widened her eyes but did as she was told.
"Okay, now try not to focus so much on the words or the steps, but just ... feel the song," Mr Shuester told them.
Rachel couldn't picture herself feeling anything with Noah Puckerman, but she placated their instructor, getting into position a respectable distance away from Finn and Tina.
Mr Shuester cued up the band, and the music started. It was awkward at first, but Rachel always through herself into a new role with 100 percent effort, so she steeled her face and began to sing, invading his personal space.
Her voice meshed reasonably well with Tina's, even though the other girl's pitch was off, and she didn't sing with as much conviction.
Rachel could tell Puck wasn't giving it much of an effort, and it was starting to annoy her. When one of the steps required her to push off of him, she gave him an extra-hard shove, sending him back a few steps.
His eyes flared with annoyance, before following after her. She smirked when she realized he was finally getting into, but when he whipped her around so hard that she collided with his chest, she almost lost her voice. There was a slight hitch which only she noticed, but the look of shock in her eyes was easy for Puck to spot.
They continued with the choreography, his deeper voice resonating through the room. Finn had a good voice, but it was a ... boy's voice. It struck Rachel that Puck sang more like a man. The thought confused her, but she pushed it to the back of her mind so she could focus on the routine.
The song finally ended, and for a moment Rachel thought Puck would forget the last step, which involved picking her up, turning in a circle, putting her back down and spinning her so her back was to him.
Puck, however, didn't miss a step. His sturdy hands gripped her hips easily, lifting her into the air as though she weighed little more than a feather.
She only meant for her hands to rest on his shoulders, but they clenched of their own accord, digging into the firm flesh of his shoulder blades.
His hands tighted on her waist in response, but he completed the turn and set her down, giving her no time to think before he spun her around and stopped her in front of him with his hands on her hips. She barely remembered to spread her arms and plaster a smile on her face.
Mr Shuester clapped at the performance, congratulating both pairs, but smiling more at Rachel and Puck.
"That's what I'm talking about," he commented happily. He checked his watch, noticing that they were out of time. "Okay, work on it more for next class, and we'll see about matching everyone up to do the steps. Today was great."
He stepped out of the room, hurrying off to catch Emma before she left the school.
Rachel carefully stepped away from Puck, returning to her chair to grab her bag.
Quinn and Britney smiled, and idea quickly forming in their heads.
Rachel's phone began belting out "On My Own", and she answered it quickly.
"Owen?"
All eyes in the room turned to her, and she turned around to face the wall, ignoring them.
"Oh, you're here now? That's okay, I just finished up with Glee club. Yeah, I'll be right out, just give me a minute to get my stuff."
She paused, turning her head slightly to look at the people behind her who were still staring at her. "Um, no, I think I'll just meet you at your car. No, it's okay ... I'll explain later. Okay, bye."
She hung up the phone, sliding it back into her bag before turning around.
The Cheerios girls were fuming, the football guys looked confused, and the other glee kids stood awkwardly but still stared at her.
Finn was the first to speak up. "So, who was that?"
Rachel looked at the ground. "No one. I, uh ... gotta go."
The football guys all exchanged a look, smirking as they bolted to the door. "I think we gotta see this guy for ourselves," Puck taunted.
"What? No," Rachel tried, but they were already gone.
Rachel stood dumbfounded for a moment.
"What the hell are you waiting for?" Quinn exclaimed. "Go after them! They can't find out he's from Oakland!"
Rachel began to speed-walk out the door, but Quinn and Britney grabbed one of her arms and rushed her out to the parking lot.
They spotted his car easily, as it was one of the few left in the lot, and saw the guys making a beeline for him.
Quinn called out, "Finn, stop!" But he didn't listen.
They had slowed to a walk to seem more intimidating, but they had a considerable lead, and Rachel knew they'd get there before them.
Owen saw the groups of people coming towards him, but stood his ground. "Um, hi," he greeted as the guys grew closer.
"Hey, there," Finn replied, with a twinkle in his eyes. "How're you doing?"
"... Fine?" Owen answered. "And you are"?
"Oh, we're friends of Rachel. Just wanted to come say hey." Matt told him, sizing up the car.
"This is a pretty nice ride," Mike commented, trailing his finger along the trunk of the mustang, gathering a considerable amount of dirt.
Puck snorted. "Yeah, for a girl."
Owen looked around at the guys in front of him, and to Rachel who was making her way to him with three girls in cheerleader's outfits.
"So, this is what ... you making sure I'm good enough for your Rachel?" Owen wondered.
Finn shook his head with sarcasm in his eyes. "Not at all. We just wanted to put a name to the face. We noticed you weren't from around here."
Owen nodded. "Okay, um, I'm Owen Peters, and I go to -"
"So, this is Owen!" Quinn exclaimed, cutting him off as they caught up to them finally. "We've heard ... so much about you."
"Really?" Owen wondered.
"Really?" Puck reiterated, glancing at the blonde girl.
"Sure. Now, I'm sure that Rachel has plans and stuff, we should really let them be going." She practically shoved the short brunette into the wide receiver's arms.
Rachel would have left, but she hadn't had time to stop by her locker when they were running out of the school, and she didn't have her homework or sweater.
Quinn placed a fake smile on her face. "What's the problem, Rach?"
Puck knew there was something up when Quinn Fabray was calling her "Rach".
Rachel looked around at all the people surrounding her boyfriend's car. "Um ... I still have some stuff in my locker."
Owen glanced down at her. "A bit distracted?" he joked, gesturing to the people around them.
Rachel chuckled. "Only a little."
Quinn and the other girls started ushering the boys away. "Come on guys, let's give these two lovebirds their space." Although the look she threw back and Rachel said the exact opposite.
Puck glared at the guy as he walked away, noticing Rachel whispering something to him.
"What was that all about?" Owen asked her.
Rachel whispered, "Apparently, it's against some code of ethics to be dating someone from a rival school. And Oakland High is apparently a big rival."
"Oh, is that all," Owen brushed off, draping an arm over her shoulder as they walked into the school to get her stuff.
"That's what I said, but Quinn seems to think that if the football guys found out, there would be hell to pay." Rachel told him.
Owen shrugged. "It shouldn't matter what anyone else thinks. You're the one that told me that."
Rachel nodded. "I know. It's just ... better if they don't know you're from Oakland."
Owen rolled his eyes, but nodded. "Fine."
"Thank you," Rachel replied, letting him lean down to kiss her.
Neither noticed the pair of eyes glaring at them as he made his way to his truck.
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End of chapter two.
Not much longer, I know, but I have something in mind for the next chapter that should make up for it.
Hope you're still liking it. You guys are amazing!
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Until next time ...!
