She may not have been sure but she wasn't going to let this ruin her night. She put on a tight pair of dark jeans and a red embellished tank top; both fitting her perfectly accentuating her curves. She knew this would drive Puck along with every other guy crazy. She let her hair down, releasing the curls that were in a bun and pinned the one side up. Quinn, Mercedes, and Kurt got ready to go to the after party.
When they arrived at Mike's there were already tons of people there. When they walked in, all eyes were on Quinn, half because of her sudden departure from prom, and half because she was drop dead gorgeous in her outfit.
Puck noticed her immediately, practically running up to her. He put his hand around her to let everyone know again, that she was all his. She liked the attention from everyone, especially since it was making Puck uncomfortable. She wasn't sure what happened at prom, but she chose to walk with him to the back of the party.
"Quinn, nothing happened with Santana I swear" he pleaded, "I shouldn't have said anything about you suffocating me, I just hate that you assumed the worst."
"I'm not sorry. I was pissed, you were gone, Santana was gone, and Brittany gave me every reason to believe you were together" Quinn told him flat out. "If you say nothing happened, I guess I believe you."
"You don't. But you know you danced with Finn. I was getting fresh air" he snapped.
"Because we won, we had to do it." She snapped right back. "You know what I don't want to fight, it's the end of our junior year and we are supposed to be having fun" she half smiled at him.
"Quinn, I'm sorry you think something happened, but I love you and it didn't." he said to her. "But hell baby, you got a powerful arm for someone so tiny."
"Good. Now you know" she smiled coyly refusing to apologize.
He pulled her into a hug and gave her quick couple of kisses. They grabbed some drinks and returned to the party. A few hours later, it was all fun. Everyone was singing, dancing, and drinking. Puck and Quinn were getting along perfect and the party was great. Mercedes and Kurt took millions of pictures with Quinn and all the others. It was genuinely like everyone was friends.
Until Santana's overly drunk ass came back into the room from the outside. Quinn had ignored Santana and until now she hadn't seen much of her, besides her dragging two guys upstairs.
"Partayyyy" She drunkenly called to everyone.
Quinn looked at her in disgust but for the most part no one took too much note. Puck went to the kitchen to get more beers and as he returned Quinn saw Santana quickly scurry over to him. She sat up straighter and slowly walked closer. She saw Santana give Puck something yellow that he quickly put into his pocket. Quinn rushed over to claim what was hers.
"Back off San, he's taken" Quinn glared at the feisty drunk.
"He wasn't earlier, now was he?" Santana drunkenly slurred. As she turned to walk away, Quinn pushed her against the wall so hard, that everyone was looking at them now.
"What the hell is your problem" Santana yelled stumbling half because she was drunk and half because Quinn just practically threw her into the wall.
"You're my problem. You like to start trouble and try to steal everyone else's boyfriend because no one wants you. You're a slut." Quinn screamed.
"Mhm, I'm sure that's what you think" Santana replied licking her lips. "Your boyfriend doesn't think that."
Quinn pulled her hand back preparing to punch her when Mercedes grabbed her hand, "Quinn, you're better than that" she said. Puck took her from Mercedes and told her "Yeah baby, she isn't worth it." Quinn put her arm down and was preparing to leave with Puck when Santana yelled, "That's not what you were saying at Prom." Quinn turned around so fast and hit her on the side of the face. "Whore" she yelled as her and Puck left. She was smiling because she finally gave Santana what she deserved. On the inside, she was still questioning whether anything did happen.
Quinn drove because Puck was hammered. When they got back to his place, he basically passed out before they could discuss anything. She put him into pajamas and got ready for bed. When she lifted his jacket from the floor, his yellow tie fell out of a pocket, and crumpled back onto it. He must have gotten it out of his locker before he left.
They didn't really discuss that night, but between then and the end of classes for summer break, Puck was perfect. He never talked to Santana and she never bothered Quinn again. They went on with Cheerios as if nothing happened at all. Puck and Quinn were in love and happy.
June and July went by just as most summers. Swimming, tanning, and boating on the lake. The occasional party here and there, shopping and staying up all night together. Puck continued his pool cleaning business, this summer without any older women! Quinn enjoyed the time off from cheerios to relax and be with her friends and boyfriend.
In August, Quinn went on vacation with her mom for a few days to see her sister. She and Puck talked all the time, as if she had never left. When she returned home, he was so happy and so was she. They were about to be seniors and they had a perfect relationship.
Later that month, about a week before school began. Puck said he needed to talk to her.
"Baby, you know I love you right?" Puck questioned.
Now concerned Quinn responded, "Yes, do I have any reason not too?"
"Don't freak out but when you were on vacation, I went to that party Mike had at the lake."
Her heart began to sink as he spoke, "I know you told me….." she responded.
"Well there were a lot of people there and when I went into the lake house bathroom, Santana barged through and tried to get with me. She kissed me but I pushed her away and went right home I swear. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner. But we were so happy and I didn't want you to think anything bad happened." He was almost rambling, totally unlike Puck.
"That's why you were so weird on the phone that night?" He nodded. "Nothing happened, just Santana being Santana?" He nodded again. "Okay baby, I believe you. I know how she is and I'm glad you pushed her away." She hugged him.
"I'm sorry" he said into her hair a few times. His eyes wandered, almost as if they were hiding something. She never noticed.
School began and she was queen. She walked down the halls and the people parted for her. Whether she was with Kurt and Mercedes or Puck, everyone was envious. She was beautiful and she had perfect grades, plus a hot boyfriend. Glee was one of her favorite parts of the day, partially because she and Puck could be all lovey-dovey when singing without anyone calling him out for being a wimp. She could be her true self in Glee. Mr. Schuester gave them over a month for their first assignment. It was to sing a song that they felt fit where they were at in their lives. Rachel, Finn, and surprisingly Brittany went within the first two weeks. Rachel sang some song, about being in love, which no one paid any attention to, but Finn. Finn sang "We are the Champions" after the team finally won a game, thanks to him as quarterback and Puck making the winning touchdown catch. And Brittany sang "I Just Can't Wait to be King" from The Lion King. She explained to us that her cat told her she was a princess and she couldn't find any songs about being a queen, so king sounded good; oh she also loved The Lion King. Mr. Schuester knew it wasn't exactly what he was looking for but, for Brittany it was great.
One day Quinn was in class and didn't see Puck the night before because he had a late practice. She saw him walk by her classroom so she quickly walked up to the teacher to ask to use the restroom. She was going to surprise Puck because she had missed him so much the night before.
"Puck" she quietly yelled after him as she saw him turn the corner. He must not have heard her so she kept walking towards him. She turned the corner, but didn't see him anywhere. She saw the boy's bathroom door still moving so she assumed he was there. She knew it was wrong but she missed him and figured she'd be spontaneous and go in to have some fun. She approached the door but before opening it she stopped. She heard something.
