The next morning Puck woke up by himself. He wasn't used to that, it was depressing. He dragged himself out of bed and got ready to leave for work. He was thinking about doing football, because the last football coach quit for some reason. But then again, he had Glee.

During the third period he decided that he was gonna make this class more fun, and bring kids to Glee club. He started by telling all his classes from third hour until the end of the day to call him Puck, instead of Mr. Puckerman. Mr. Puckerman made him want to gag, plus he thought of his dad.

He got to lunch and saw this cute little redheaded girl. Sure, she didn't dress necessarily to his liking, but she was hot. He walked over and sat with her, "Hi, I'm Noah."

She smiled while taking a bite of her sandwich. She cut the crust off first, which quite frankly, Puck found a little odd. "My name is Emma."

"So do you always sit by yourself?"

"Usually, unless Will sits here. People just have too much germs." That explained the antibacterial wipes.

"Oh, sorry, do you want me to leave?"

She smiled, she thought he was cute, most girls did/do, "Oh, oh no. You can stay."

He pulled out his lunch, carrots, a pb&j sandwich, and water. Blah. "So what's your job here?"

"Well, I'm the guidance counselor. What about you?"

"I'm a gym teacher, and I work with Will in Glee."

"Yeah, sounds like fun," she took another bite.

"It is pretty fun."

"I know Will has a lot of fun singing with the kids."

"He sings with them?"

"Yeah, I'm sure you could if you wanted to."

"Sounds great."

After he finished lunch with Emma, he had one last class before he went to Glee. As soon as he got there and class started he asked Will if he could make a quick announcement. "Ok, I decided, I want you all to call me Puck, 'coz let's face it, 'Mr. Puckerman' totally sucks."

A couple students laughed. Will came back and Puck sat on a chair, thinking. Will finally snapped him back to reality. "Oh, sorry Mr. Schue. Uh, you want me demonstrate?"

"Yes."

"Uh, well I guess I can sing a personal favorite, then, if you don't find, I'm going to go get Miss. Fabray so I can show off my guitar skills."

First he sang 'Sweet Caroline' then he called for Miss. Fabray, who currently didn't have a class, and she sang 'Papa Don't Preach' with him on guitar. Everyone clapped, and he being egotistical bowed more than needed.

"That is why Puck will be a great director for our Glee club," Mr. Schue summed up right before the bell.

Puck wondered off to the auditorium, he had an hour to sit and think before Rachel would come after school to practice. He felt depressed, Lauren cheated on him. That alone made him mad. He ended up playing guitar and didn't even notice the had bell rung until Rachel walked in. "Mr. Puckerman?"

He stopped playing, "Oh, yeah. Didn't I saw you could call me Puck?"

"Well, yeah, but you are my teacher, and I just think it's better this way."

"I don't mind. Really, call me Puck."

She blushed, "Uh, ok, uh, Puck."

He smiled, "So what do you got?"

She smiled, and setting her CD player down on the stage, got up and started singing along with 'One Way, Or Another,' by Blondie. She had so much passion, it was almost like she meant every word. Puck's eyes got wide. "Um Rachel, I think this song might be a little, uh, inappropriate."

She stopped the music, "What do you mean?"

"It's just, nothing. Do you have another song maybe?"

"Yeah." She got on stage and played the music for 'Fantasy,' by Mariah Carey. She got half way through when Puck stopped her again.

"Rachel, I really don't think that song is good either. What are these songs for anyway?"

"Oh, they are um, for a surprise."

"Ok, a different one maybe?"

"Sure, but this is my last one," she started the next song. Of course, 'Can't Get You Out Of My Head,' by Kylie Minogue.

He put his hand to his head, "Jeez Rachel. Please tell me what it is with you?"

"Ok, fine. See I have a crush on this new guy," she started walking down the stair. "I want to get his attention. He has this amazing body, and yeah, he's a little older, but not by much. But I just figured a song like this would grab his attention." She was right in front of him now.

He didn't know what to do. Yeah, Rachel was hot, but he was her teacher, he couldn't give in to his temptations and blame her. It simply wouldn't work the way it did in high school. He back away a little, "Rachel, nice talking, listening, uh, hearing you sing. But, I, I, uh, I gotta run." He turned and quickly ran out of the auditorium, but he was too fast, when she got out and looked both directions, he was no where to be found.

He got in his car and pulled out his cell phone. Quickly dialing the number of the only person he thought would know how to handle this. Will Schuester. "Hey Will."

"Hi Puck."

"What should I do if a student is, oh, I don't know, hitting on me?"

"Um, well, find a way to stop it. Once a student of mine started 'flirting' with me and so, well, nevermind, I didn't handle that very well. She ended up burning a hole in her esophagus and being put in a medically induced coma. And then two years of therapy. Aside from that, I haven't really had any other students have crushes."

"That sounds horrible."

"It is."

"Thanks, thanks for the, help. Yeah."

He got out of his car and walked back into the school after hanging up with Will. Rachel was sitting against the wall. Looking as though she was close to tears. He held out her hand, "Rachel."

She looked up at him and grabbed his hand. He pulled her up. "I, I'm sorry."

Puck looked down, "How old are you, Rachel?"

"Seventeen."

"When's your birthday?"

"Next month, December."

"How? How is that possible? You're a junior."

"My dads accidentally didn't know that you go to kindergarten when you're five. So when they were gonna sign me up for preschool they found out I was a year older but they decided it didn't matter, I would just be a ye-" Puck put his finger to her mouth.

"Shhh. I can wait," he turned and walked past her."