A/N - Nope, don't own Glee. Yet.
Puck sat up with a start, wincing at the bright light pouring through his window. He fell back onto his bed and sighed. Summer had ended, and school had began. Putting on the first shirt he saw, Puck made his way downstairs and collapsed onto the chair at the dining table next to his sister.
"Noah, you are finally up! It's only twenty minutes until your first day of school!" Puck's Mother said while setting his breakfast on the table.
"Don't remind me Ma." Puck groaned as he lazily munched on his bacon.
"Seriously Noah, you should really try to be more enthusiastic about school, like me! It's my first year of middle school!" Abigail announced happily.
"Oh, my babies are growing up! Soon Noah will be out of the house!" Puck's Mom said while kissing his cheek.
"Don't be too sure about that Mom." Abigail said. Puck playfully shoved her and stood up, putting his backpack on.
"I gotta go, Ma." He said, kissing her cheek and heading towards the door.
"Okay Noah, be home early!" She yelled out while Puck got into his truck. Puck mentally checked that into the far corner of his head while he backed out of the driveway. Soon, he was going to be at school, which meant one thing besides girls and football.
Rachel.
Rachel waltzed into glee and sat on her chair, starting to flip through the pages of the sheet music she was going to suggest that Mr. Shuester looks at. Obviously the original songs were not working out enough for nationals, and she clearly had to step up her game. She glanced around, noticing she was the first one there. Even Brad hadn't arrived.
"Watcha got there?" Puck asked, making Rachel nearly jump out of her seat. She noticed that he was leaning down to her, looking at the papers on her lap. Rachel gulped.
"Nothing of your business. Merely some music I was going to recommend we try for sectionals." She said quickly, her eyes going back to her pink binder.
"But that's like ages away." Puck said, still leaning in closer to Rachel.
"Since when were you so involved in what I can and cannot do?" Rachel snapped, slamming her binder shut.
"Geez, just asking, don't get your panties in a bunch." Puck said, retreating with his arms in the air. Rachel puffed irritably and looked forward, tapping her shoe impatiently. Puck sighed and ran his hand through his mohawk. He saw Quinn and Santana march into the choir room, glaring at Rachel. Puck noticed how Rachel stiffened at the sight of the blonde girl, and he looked over at the two girls whispering to themselves.
"What do you want, Puckerman?" Santana folded her arms, clearly annoyed.
"Mind your own business, Lopez." Puck replied loudly while sitting on his seat at the back of the room. Their spat two weeks ago about when the appropriate time for booty calls was still in the air, because apparently it was inappropriate if Puck's Mom had his Nana over for the weekend.
Slowly the rest of the glee club members had filed in, and Mr. Shue stood at the front of the classroom.
"Alright New Directions! Who's ready for the third year of glee?" The glee kids whooped with excitement. "I thought we could get our glee ball rolling with, drum roll please!" The teacher said while all the kids drummed on their seats. " Another annual duet competition!" He announced.
The room filled with cheers as everyone started picking out their partners.
"Don't start yet! I have also decided that I would pick out the duo's for this competition, I really want this one to be filled with raw emotions, and just feelings." He said as he presented a fedora hat.
"Everyone knows how this works, pick a name from the hat and let the duets begin! Finn, you're up first." Mr. Shuester called as Finn stumbled towards the hat. He drew a name.
"Tina." He shrugged, smiling at the girl.
A few more couples had passed, and Puck grew more and more weary about the fact it was very possible he could be paired up with someone he definitely did not want to be paired up with.
"Okay Rachel, you're up next!" Mr. Shue announced. Rachel flounced up to the hat, and Puck prayed to dear God as she rifled around before pulling a name out of the hat. Her eyes widened as she slowly choked out,
"Noah."
Puck froze, glancing up at the girl who held the paper in her hands like it was a piece of Jacob ben Israel's underwear.
"Mr. Shuester, I would be eternally grateful if you would allow me to choose another name from the hat?" Rachel squeaked out before looking at the teacher as if her life was in his hands.
"Sorry Rachel, but that's how the competition works." Mr. Shue shrugged, oblivious to what had just happened.
"But Mr. Shue," Puck started to argue.
"I'm sorry Puck, can't bend the rules for anybody." He said sternly. Puck sunk back into his seat, glancing at Rachel, who clung to her chair for dear life.
This was not going to end well.
Rachel stood with her hand on her hips, chewing her lip.
This was not going to work.
After three periods of avoiding Noah like the plague, Rachel manned up and approached him, declaring they would discuss song choices after school in the choir room, not leaving him with any time to answer. She told herself that she had to act professional and strictly business, unlike the last time they were forced into a duet. If Rachel Berry was going to reach the top of the stardom ladder, she had to set her feelings aside and win this competition.
But now it seemed like this duet was the worst idea ever, in the history of duets. How was she going to work well with the man who broke her heart? Sure, she was only thirteen, but Muffin Night was almost as sacred as going to the synagogue, another thing ruined because of him.
Rachel sat in the choir room, glancing at the clock. She had gotten out of class early, insisting she had a fever, and sat in her chair for the past twenty five minutes. She had no idea why.
Rachel suddenly heard the bell ring, and felt her blood go ice cold.
This was definitely not going to work.
Puck slowly walked down the halls, after actually spending half an hour in class. The teacher was as shocked as he was, but Puck knew Rachel didn't take Social Studies with him, so he decided to see what the class was actually about. But now, he knew he couldn't run from her little grasp. Puck saw the determination in her brown eyes when she told him, not asked, that they were going to something something in the choir room after school. Puck was sure it wasn't going to be a good thing.
Well, 90% sure.
Still, he tried to walk as slowly as he could, knowing his impending doom was lurking inside that glee room.
He approached the doorway of the choir room, and, setting himself to full on badass Puck, he leaned against the doorframe and nodded, "Sup, Berry?"
Hi guys! Thanks in advance for reading! Is it good? bad? please tell me! So i have decided that its set after the end of season 2, except Finchel and Luck never happened, i think you know why. :D Anyway please please please review, it is the oxygen to my lungs, the pollen to my bee.. honey? thing?
Thankyouu!