A/N: Okay, so unless I say otherwise, these oneshots aren't related to each other. I'm not too happy with this particular chapter, but oh well. I know it's short, but I wanted to post something before tomorrow's premiere.

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2. The Potential Break-Up Song by Aly & AJ

"You're not livin' till you're livin'

Livin' with me

You're not winnin' till you're winnin'

Winnin' me"

Puck

Noah Puckerman was a stud. He didn't need to convince anyone of it. It was like an unspoken fact. He could have any girl he wanted.

So he knew that asking Rachel Berry out would surprise those who knew him. That hadn't been why he asked her, though. Honestly, she annoyed the crap out of him. It wasn't as if he actually liked her, because he didn't. Even though, as of late, she had gotten less annoying but he still couldn't stand her talking.

He asked her out to prove a point. To Finn, mostly, also to everyone else. After the blowup between Finn and himself, he'd gotten pretty pissed. Finn was the supposed nice guy. The victim of everything.

He had fucked up by getting Quinn pregnant. Hell, for even sleeping with her. He wasn't trying to make himself look innocent, because he wasn't. The issue was, even if she was just Finn's rebound whether either of them realized it or not, Rachel still followed him around like a puppy.

So one day after glee, he waited for everyone to leave and asked her out. Surprisingly enough, she even said yes. She-because she was Rachel-asked him why using about like, 30 words.

He caught things like, his record, sleeping around, Broadway, her standards, and a bunch of other stuff. Puck, however, noticed she didn't mention his credit. Maybe Santana was the only high school girl that cared about a guy's credit score. Giving her a simple answer, he asked her why not. They were after all, two good looking Jews.

Flashback

This wasn't how their first date was supposed to go. Sure he didn't do much dating, or even dates, but even he knew this.

He hadn't planned on having to take care of his little sister while he was supposed to be getting ready for a date with Berry. Puck didn't even want to see the look on her face when she came to his house. He was sure she would just go running in the opposite direction. Why wouldn't she?

His sister was nuts-or hyper, depending on the way you looked at it. Then again, she would be the perfect match for Berry. They both didn't know the meaning of shut up.

He opened the door as he heard a knock. "Berry, look about tonight--"

"Noah, I'm hungry!"

Rachel raised an eyebrow at him.

Sighing, he let her in.

His sister-because she had decided to act like a girl today- was in some sort of princess costume attempting to bake some cookies. Obviously, he was not involved in her attempt. Because that's exactly what it was. An attempt at making cookies.

What had once been a somewhat neat looking kitchen was now replaced with cookie batches everywhere.

"Hi." his sister, Jennifer said, bouncing up to Rachel (who still hadn't said anything). "Are you a friend of my brother's?"

Rachel smiled at his sister. "Hi, sweetie. Yes, I am. I'm Rachel. What's your name?"

"I'm surprised, Berry. I didn't know you knew how to paraphrase." he teased.

"I'm Jennifer Puckerman." his sister told Rachel matter of factly, and then dragged Rachel to the kitchen.

Which is exactly how his first date Rachel went: baking with his sister. Sure, it wasn't how he expected to have the date go, but it could have been much worse.

(End of flashback)

Rachel

Noah Puckerman wasn't perfect, and she knew this. Unlike what her fellow glee clubbers thought, she didn't believe in perfection. She simply believed in being the best. How else was she supposed to make it to Broadway? Besides, perfection was overrated.

There was only the wanting to be the best, which she had. Sure, she could be conceited and well, diva-like, but it hurt to have that constantly thrown in her face. In order to make it to Broadway she needed to be fierce. Anything else wasn't, acceptable.

Being in Broadway also meant having someone by her side. Someone who understood her, complimented her, but most importantly, loved her.

It was supposed to be Finn. She had always thought it would be. Finn was perfect. He was all-around charming. Naïve, but charming.

There wasn't supposed to be anyone else. Who could actually replace Finn? Certainly not someone like Noah. He was abrasive; a jerk. Definitely not boyfriend material. Or so she thought.

When he first asked her out, she figured it was a joke. Something he could go and joke around with his football buddies about. Rachel didn't think he actually meant it. She had no reason to.

Ever since the beginning of her high school years, Noah had done nothing but torment her. Weekly he had thrown slushies in her face and laughed. He hadn't pitied her, stopped, or even say he was sorry. Until now.

The way Rachel saw it, their relationship would only last a few days, if that. Kurt on the other hand, disagreed.

"You guys are meant to be, sweetie."

She disagreed. "Contrary to what you believe, maybe we're not. We're just too different."

"Which is exactly why you click. Very honestly, he has a calming effect on you."

Rachel sighed. "Maybe so, but--"

Kurt shook his head. "Is this about Finn? Because I do have to admit he didn't seem particularly pleased when he say you two together."

Rachel nodded vigorously. "Kurt, of course not. Despite popular belief, Noah is…not that bad. However, he does posses some not too pleasing qualities, but what teenage boy doesn't?"

Kurt smiled. "If I didn't know you, I'd say you're falling for Mr. Abs."

Rachel blushed. "Of course not. Like you said , we're different." she said quietly.

But they both knew neither of them believed that was the truth.

"You're not gettin' till you're gettin'

Gettin' to me

You're not livin' till you're livin'

living for me"

Next Song: Goodbye by Kristinia DeBarge