(Finn's POV)

I was smirking and cocking an eyebrow when I saw Puck's shock face staring out of the window. I guess, I am somewhat ain't as bright when it comes to figuring stuff out. Scratch that. I'm quite a total failure. But its okay. I mean I play smart at things. That even things out, no? But hey. I know that look. Its the "HOLY CRAP IT'S BRITTANY" look. And true enough my sister was coming out from her Jaguar. Okay. Maybe I'm a tad mean. But Mike and I have never seriously taken Puck's affection for my sister seriously. Puck just didn't have that sort of look as a guy who enjoys being tied down, or so we assumed and he's someone who disappears at times. Be it gang brawl or sorting people out. Which punk would want to date a down to earth girl like my sister? Puck would sure be weird if he ever did.

Just yesterday Brittany was talking about Marc from her school. Some guy who totally had the hots for her, told her "I want to be inside you" making me gag on the cookies that I dipped into my milk. And she didn't understand it and she was asking me to tell her what it meant. What the heck was I suppose to tell her? "It means I want to sleep with you, in that not so decent way."? No way in hell was I telling her that. I told her to never mention it again and to never talk to that stupid Marc.

I might sound like a bitch. But no way was I ever going to let my precious sister date a guy like Marc and if Puck had heard about that, it was most likely going to be a full scale fight. But who cares? Free protection for my sister and the world would have one less pervert to go round. Brittany has and will always be the apple of our eyes and I can never let her get exposed to any kind of hurt.

Brittany came into the restaurant and cheerfully greeted us. 'Its Show Time' I thought to myself. Puck was speechlessly tongue tied and all he could muster was opening and closing his mouth like a fish.

Brittany smiled at him and she started talking to him about random things. That's Brittany for you. It was a tad bit of a drag so Brittany and Mike did the most talking. Puck was still dazed and I was thinking about yesterday's incident. If only she didn't bring it up. It was really embarrassing to keep having it bother you. Thoughts like whether my sister would be hurt or what would she think of me if I did told her about it yesterday. I was hoping that today would be just another day going by, looking at how slowly things are progressing right now. I know I'm a horrible person. Today should be a happy occasion. So I have to learn how to let myself have fun.

I've noticed that Brittany have started to blush a lot more now, when she's around Mike. This was something I wanted to avoid so bad. The time when it might include both my best friends. This is just not right anymore. I'm just afraid that any of the three might get hurt.

Maybe there should be a Facebook page "1 million against bestfriends dating younger sisters".

"Brother, the foods here already. Why aren't you eating yet? Are you feeling unwell?" Brittany's voice broke through my train of thoughts and making me shift my gaze to her.

"I'm fine Sis. I was just waiting for it to cool down. Thanks for worrying"

"Dude. The food came 10 minutes and you didn't even seem to notice it. Admit it. You were spacing out." Mike smirked.

"Whatever." I took a fork and stab it into my lasagna before shoving it in his mouth. Mike winced a bit, but ate it anyway. After we ate and talked a bit more, I decided that we should be on our way before we get kicked out of taking up space in the restaurant, I was paying this time, so I stood up to head to the counter. The boy working at the counter looked really young. He had spikey dark brown hair and striking green eyes. I have never seen him around before. His name tag read "Jefferson"

"Are you new?" I asked

"Yes sir. I just came in not too long ago" his accent was a slight British. Nevertheless he was good looking.

"Well welcome then!" I replied smiling at him

"Thank you sir, and here is your card. Do come again" he smiled and open the door for the bunch of us.

We spent the whole afternoon shopping and following Brittany around. Mike was grumbling a bi, but it has earned him nudges from Puck. Finally after a whole lot of shopping and going in of boutiques, evening came and we made our way to the newest club that had just recently opened in town. Brittany was jumping up and down because we had first class passes and we didn't have to wait. One of the perks of being in the high social circle, I guess. At least she's happy. The background was playing "Six Feet Under The Stars" by All Time Low. And everyone was dancing on the dance floor. Even Brittany, I didn't though. I had to watch out for her. Puck was already a bit wasted and so was Mike. So I wasn't surprise when Puck went stumbling to the bar counter to get another rainbow shot. And I wasn't surprise when he fell onto a girl's lap. She was slightly nodding off and from where I am, sitting on the booth, she seemed to have reddish hair, or maybe its the lights. What I didn't expect next was a storming platinum haired girl with coloured streaks, stomping over to Puck who was dangerously hovering over the redhead. The angry platinum haired girl grabbed his collar and started punching the lights out of Puck.

"What the hell was that for?" Puck shouted at the girl after being tossed to the ground.

"That, my fucking man, is for trying to take advantage of my baby cousin." The angry girl snarled at Puck, pointing an accusing finger towards him as well

"Why the hell would I want to take advantage of her? Don't put words in my mouth and mess with me!" Puck slurred out and glared down to the girl.

"Fuck you! You whiny bastard." Everyone was looking now. Punches were being thrown everywhere. And tables were now overturned as well as anything in their radius of about 10 meters has been clearly destroyed.

"Bitch, even if I did take advantage of her, who are you to stop me?" Puck growled as he slammed the girl into the bar counter.

"I told you already faggot. I'm her cousin!" The girl yelled at Puck, clearly not affected by being thrown around.

"That's it. You both are getting out. Now!" the manager shouted, pointing to the direction of the doors.

It was a comical sight. Two buff security guards grabbed Puck and the girl and dragged them towards the entrance/exit before throwing them out.

I wanted to get Puck, but I couldn't let Brittany out of my sight. I heard screams from outside and more vulgarities being thrown around. I grabbed Brittany who was now grabbing on to Mike and started making our way towards the exit. The "cousin" push herself up from the bar and started walking in front of us. She wobbled a little but finally made her way out and taking out her cellphone and speed dialing.

Words like "Dast", "Masey", "fight" and "drunk" was all I heard. Because Puck was yelling and everyone was staring at both him and the girl. The girl flashed her middle digit and I realized that it was tattooed with the name "Jefferson" and it was weird how it seemed familiar. And that's when a car pulled up and a number of hands made a grab for the two cousins.

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