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Disclaimer: Glee does not belong to me. It belongd to Ryan Murphy. Although I do love me some Finn Hudsom :P

You see, 3 years ago me and Puck were best friends. We had been since the womb, our moms had been best friends since high school so me and Puck grew up together.

I guess his betrayal of me wasn't really a surprise. When we started high school he became this different guy he stopped coming to our band practices, him on lead guitar, Artie on bass, and me on drums with all of us singing. All of a sudden though he was coming up with excuses of why he couldn't make it practice and then all of a sudden he was on the football team and Artie and I were in Glee club.

When we were still on the verge on friendship, I developed a crush on Quinn Fabray, who was in the Glee club with me. I was practically obsessed with her, her blonde hair and soft blue eyes. I had been talking about her to Puck for a while and on the day when I, finally, worked up the courage to ask her out I saw her and Puck making out in front of his locker which was coincidentally right beside mine. My mouth popped open in shock as I watched my now ex best friend make out with the girl he knew I liked. When they pulled apart it was like Puck knew that I was standing there and he looked up and smirked right at me.

At the time I didn't really understand but I think I figured it out now. Puck always wanted to be popular and have people be scared of him instead of him being scared of the jocks. In his mind doing what he did with Quinn was the only way to ensure that he was no longer associated with a- well a loser like me.

Rachel POV

Puck was standing behind me, his chest pressed up against my back and I was actually disgusted. The only reason I was with Puck was because told me I needed a boyfriend because apparently being boyfriend less was seriously hurting my rep.

Whatever. Do I even care?

No, I do not.

I wish I was singing, instead of standing on top of pyramids. I wish I didn't have to wear these stupid, itchy Cheerios uniform everywhere. I wish I didn't have to wear my hair in a high pony tail every-freaking-where I go. What is so appealing about high ponytails? In my opinion, nothing, they just give you a headache.

The only reason I joined the Cheerios was because when my best friends, Brittany and Santana, got to high school they decided that that's what they wanted to do and I just followed along. I didn't want to lose my friends in freshman year and being popular was an added bonus. There were days though, when I walked by the choir room and heard people singing off key and I wished I could go in there and show them how it's done and finally be apart of a club where the only thing that matters is your voice and actually making real friends who actually have personalities instead of walking through the hallways with a fake smile plastered on my face.

So here I am having Noah Puckerman slobber all over my neck. I sighed and tried to somewhat make it sound like I was interested in what he was doing.

I lifted my head and right in front of me I saw Finn Hudson stumbling- he looked a little drunk- towards me, mumbling to himself, his eyes determined.

I smiled as I saw him. Finn was way hotter then Puck could ever imagine himself to be. It was a little sad that day after day I saw him get grape slushies to the face. I have had a crush on Finn since grade school, when he tried to stand up to Karofsky when he was picking on me but got punched in the face by the older kid instead. Finn was awkward in a cute way, he was so unsure of himself but when he was singing and slamming on the drums he looked so in his element, like he belonged there and no where else.

As I watched him walk my way I hoped that he was coming to talk to me. I hoped he would ask me to dance. I kept watching him and when our eyes locked I smiled at him.

Then the funniest and most horrifying thing happened. As I smiled at him he froze in his spot, his eyes going wide and then he opened his mouth as if to speak but all that came out was….

Puke.

I guess the punch was spiked.

So thanks for taking the time to read this. I hope it was enjoyable.

Please Review! I appreciate all of the response I got to the first chapter so I hope that happens again.

-Amy