AN: So I thought I might as well tweek this one if I was going to be working on the first.

Disclaimer: I own nothing Glee, or the song, everything else is mine though.

The song is You Make Me Feel by Cobra Starship

underline= girl

bold =boy

Enjoy!

Puck pulled up into his parking spot, quickly leaning over his trucks console to grab his back pack. It wasn't normal to find him early for school, especially on the first day, but there was a certain person that he had been dying to see all summer, even more so since that Gossip Freak's blast from Saturday night.

Rachel.

He jogged up the steps and pushed open the doors to his version of hell. There were a few people crazy enough to be here 45 minutes early, and they were scattered about here and there. He blatantly ignored the curious glances he was getting. Puck was never at school this early.

He turned down the hall where both his and Rachel's lockers were located and found that it was empty. He frowned to himself as he spun his combination and then threw his bag into the locker, trying to think of where else she could be.

The chorus room.

He opened the door to the classroom and was met with an eerie silence. Nope. Definitely no Rachel here.

The auditorium.

All four doors to the auditorium were locked tight.

Hmmmm...the library?

He wandered down a few stacks and quickly came to the conclusion that the only person in here was Mrs. Neilson the ancient librarian.

Where the fuck is she?

Sighing with defeat he changed direction and headed back to his locker. There were only five minutes left until the first bell rang. He couldn't figure out how he had possibly missed her.

Fuck it.

The only reason he had even come to school before fourth period was for Rachel, so what would it really hurt if he just staked out her locker?

A good twenty minutes after the bell rang, he heard the unmistakable click of heels against linoleum and braced himself for the inevitable detention he would get for skipping. He was absolutely shocked when the body that was connected to the heels was Rachel's. He watched her as she approached. She looked amazing. Her jeans looked like they had been stitched onto her body, her shirt made him have the urge to touch her just so he could see if it really was as soft as it looked, and her simple black heels made her legs look like they went on forever.

She smiled and waved as she finally noticed that he had parked himself in front of her locker, "Good morning, Noah. How are you today?"

All he could do was stare.

This girl sounded like his Rachel, but he was having a little trouble computing that it was Rachel. Rachel was never late. Rachel never wore jeans if it wasn't for a performance.

Realizing that he must look like an idiot sitting on the floor just gaping up at her, he forced his signature smirk onto his face. "Sup Berry. Long time, no see. Where ya been all summer?"

She laughed as she lowered herself down onto the floor next to him.

"I took a mental health holiday." she turned and smiled at him.

"So I've heard. I gotta say, babe, New York looks good on you."

It was kind of twisted how much the blush that crept onto her cheeks, affected him.

"Thank you. New York was in fact really good for me. How was your summer?"

He had to almost physically bite his tongue so that he wouldn't blurt out the fact that he had a complete shit summer, because the only person he really wanted to talk to, had conveniently disappeared.

Instead, he just nodded his head, "It was fine. Basically played COD and went to a few parties. But I'm more interested in what you did this summer."

Rachel smiled as she stood up and turned to her locker, spinning the dial, "It was amazing Noah. The city. The lights. The parties. The life. It was everything I thought it would be."

Puck stood and leaned against the bank of lockers. "What about boys, Rach? Did you sample that too?"

He couldn't help but smirk as the blush from earlier once again exploded onto her cheeks. He knew that Rachel couldn't have changed that much.

And then she smiled and slung her bag back up onto her shoulder.

"The New York boys were fantastic too Noah. There was this one who had a thing for painting my...form. Not that it's any of your business."

His smirk slipped and his gut clenched a little as the bell rang out.

Her form? That could mean anything. ANYTHING.

Classroom doors burst open and people streamed out as Rachel smiled up at him and then grabbed hold of his shoulders and went up on her toes to whisper into his ear, "You'd better watch it Noah, if you keep looking at me like that, people will start thinking that you want to study my form." And with that, she patted him on the chest and walked down the hall.

Welcome back to hell, McKinley.

It's been a long long summer.

For most of you anyways.

And it seems that some of you are working on catching up.

If I didn't know better, I'd think our little diva picked up some tricks from the big city.

You know you're just as curious as I am.

xoxo GG

He rolled his eyes as he slipped his phone back into his pocket. Of course that nosy bitch would get her hands on a picture of Rachel gripping his shoulders and whispering in his ear. And maybe she did learn some new things in New York. But come on, it was Rachel. But then again, a picture's worth a thousand words.

And in this picture?

Rachel looked really hot and all seductive and shit, and the look on his face? Well yeah, maybe he shouldn't give Finn so much shit for his little problem.

But really. It was innocent. She wasn't flirting.

Right? Right.

This was Rachel Berry. She didn't outright flirt with people.

Glee came slower than it ever had.

And for the second time today, he was early arriving to a place where he was usually the last to go through the door. Both Artie and Schue looked up from their conversation as he walked in and took a seat in his usual chair, eyebrows raised and questions all over their faces. He just shrugged and threw himself into his chair.

I'm perfectly capable of being on time, fuck you very much.

Eventually everybody else trickled in and took their spots and once again, Rachel was the last to show. She came bursting through the door with only a minute left to spare. And she wasn't alone.

Two other people, a guy and a girl, had walked in behind her, and now awkwardly stood to the side as she quickly whispered something to Schuester and then reached over and pushed the strangers into Schue's personal space.

While Schuester was busy having a very whispered conversation with them, Puck was finally able to catch her eye.

He sent her a look that clearly asked what the heck she was doing, and was only then given a very frustrating wink and a little smile in return.

"Ok guys," Schue clapped his hands "It would seem that Rachel has found some new recruits for us this year."

Everybody in unison then turned their attention toward the two strangers, who now seemed regretful to have fallen into the tiny brunette's trap.

That is, until Rachel rolled her eyes and once again nudged the two until the guy stepped to the center of the floor.

"Umm...hi...? I'm Gabe...?" The guy rubbed the back of his neck and then turned back to Rachel as if asking her what else he should do.

Rach smiled and nudged the girl forward too, and when that didn't help with the awkwardness, she sighed and stepped forward linking her arms with the two.

"This is Gabe, and this is his sister Charlotte. They just moved here from Miami. They'll be joining us this year."

Everybody once again turned their attention to the strangers, quietly taking in their appearance. Both were tall, tan, and dark haired. He guessed the dude was good looking, but for sure, the girl was hot.

The quiet was quickly shattered by Mercedes, Santana, Kurt, and even Finn all who started demanding that these 'newbies' audition so that their 'talent' could be correctly gauged. In other words, they felt threatened.

The girl, Charlotte, looked to her brother who just shrugged.

Rachel smiled and took an empty seat, which just happened to be situated next to Puck, as Gabe turned to the band and once again held a hurried whispered conversation.

The band nodded and Charlotte smiled as the music started.

La la la la la

La la na na na

La la la la la

La la na na na

Everyone watched as Charlotte positioned herself at the piano while Gabe remained in the center of the floor.

Girl I've been all over the world

Looking for you

I'm known for taking what I think I deserve

And you're overdue

Puck felt a weird tug in his gut as Gabe came in on the song and then seemed to focus all of his attention on Rachel.

Subtlety was not this dude's strongpoint.

And if you listen you can hear me through the radio

In that bright white noise

What I been missing in my life

What I been dreaming of

You'll be that girl

You'll be that girl

You'll be

So maybe he wasn't trying to be subtle. And if the blush gracing Rachel's cheeks was any indication, maybe it was working.

Not cool. That blush only appeared for him.

As the performance came to an end, the brother and sister were met with reluctant applause from everyone except Rachel and Schue, who were both rather enthusiastic with their clapping. They were good, they were fun, and it was an excellent performance. There was no denying it.

However, it wasn't so hard to deny that Puck couldn't stand the guy.

And his irritation was only made worse when Gabe came to sit next to Rach, and he casually threw his arm over the back of her chair. All she did in response to this little action was to turn to tell Charlotte, how had taken the seat in front of him, that she had done a good job.

And it didn't look like he was the only one to notice that Rachel had picked up a brand new admirer. If looks could kill, the look Finn was sending towards the new guy could easily have laid the dude six feet under.

Well well well.

Looks like New Directions has two new faces.

It looks like the newbies will fit in nicely and have no trouble making friends.

Isn't that right, Rach?

xoxo GG

Lemme know what you think, guys! :)