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Puck had never been in Rachel's room before. It was all so...yellow. He had talked to Mr. Schue later that day and he told Puck he was one bad test away from failing. Puck needed to get an A on the next exam or he would fail the class. This was not how Puck wanted to spend his Friday night, but the test was on Monday and he needed all the help he could get.
"Where is everyone?" Puck asked.
"Sam is out with Quinn and it is my Dads date night," Rachel replied, "So it is just us." Puck just nodded and sat down on her desk chair. He opened her book when Rachel spoke again, "Did you talk to Mr. Schue?"
"Yep," Puck said, "Need to get an A on the next test or I am off the team. So I guess I owe you." Rachel hid her smile.
"Well it just so happens I have a condition for me helping you," Rachel said.
"I thought you have like a massive crush on me," Puck said confused, "So isn't me willingly spending time with you reward enough?"
"No," Rachel said shaking her head, "I have joined the schools Glee club, and we need more members..." Rachel let the sentence trail off.
"No fucking way," Puck said standing up, "I am not joining loser club. No way in hell."
"If you want my help you will," Rachel said standing up too. He had around seven inches on her so Rachel had to tilt her head up to look at him. This was rich, Bumble Bee was blackmailing him. Who would have thought?
"Only if I get an A," Puck said crossing his arms.
"Deal," Rachel said and put her hand out for him to shake and he did.
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Puck woke up when he felt someone shaking him. Puck opened his eyes and saw Sam staring down at him. He yawned and sat up the book on his stomach sliding off. Rachel was asleep on the bed next to him a book open on her lap as well.
"What time is it?" Puck asked.
"Around ten," Sam answered.
"I better split," Puck said getting up and grabbing his stuff, "Did Rachel blackmail you into joining Glee too?" Sam smiled.
"No, she used her puppy dog eyes," Sam said.
Rachel woke up with a blanket over her but she realized she was still in her street clothes. She rolled over to turn her lamp on when she smelled something nice. Rachel took her pillow and sniffed it. It smelled like Noah. They must have both fallen asleep after they were done studying. Rachel got up and got dressed in her pj's and got back into bed resting her head on his pillow.
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Puck considered bombing the test so he wouldn't have to join Glee Club, but he needed the A and surprisingly got it. Rachel had been a slave driver all weekend barely letting him sleep. She was actually a good study buddy. She had a lot of practice because she helped Sam out all the time. Sam had dyslexia and things were a little hard for him to understand and Rachel was the reason Sam's grades were descent. When Puck told her he got an A she squealed and hugged him. He stiffened at first but then gave her a pat on the back.
"Thanks," Puck said and began to walk the other way.
"Practice tomorrow!" Rachel called out and Puck groaned. He had almost forgot. Santana who had been watching the exchange rolled her eyes at the way Berry stared after Puckerman with dreamy eyes. This was just getting ridiculous. Can't she see that puppy dog look she gives him doesn't work? It was exhausting to look at her.
"Hey Babe," Finn said coming up to her.
"Babe?" Santana said raising an eyebrow, "Seriously? After you have been all over Quinn? Or is it because she obviously chose Sam?"
"Hey, I don't mind when you fool around with Brittney," Finn said in his defense, "It was just flirting, and yes, she picked Sam." Finn followed Santana's line of sight. "Why are you staring at Crazy Berry?"
"Shit, Sam better not hear you say that," Santana said. Sam would kick the ass of anyone who made fun of his sister.
"Why? Puck calls her crazy all the time," Finn said and Santana laughed.
"Yeah, but Sam knows Puck is joking around," Santana said, "You are just being an ass."
"Hi Quinn," Rachel said polity as the blond passed her. Quinn smiled tightly in response and kept walking. Rachel's face fell. Here she was thinking that maybe she and Quinn could be friends considering Quinn is dating her brother. Guess she was wrong.
"Okay fuck this noise," Santana said walking over to Rachel, "You, Berry! Come with me." Rachel looked at her shocked but Santana just starting walking away knowing Rachel would follow her.
"What are you going to do to me?" Rachel asked when they entered the girls bathroom.
"Chill," Santana said taking a nail file out of her bag, "You are off limits remember? Your brother is the star quarterback. Why do you think you don't get slushy facials anymore?"
"Oh," Rachel said in lack of anything else.
"So I know you have lady wood for Puckerman," Santana said and Rachel blushed, "Hell everyone knows. I am just here to tell you the puppy dog look and borderline stalking do not work with him."
"He told me girls just need to flash him to get his attention," Rachel said, "I am not that girl."
"That's okay," Santana told her. "You work with what you got, and don't try to change yourself. You, sweetheart, just need to get him to stop seeing you as Sammy's baby sister."
"How do I do that?" Rachel asked. Santana looked her up and down taking in her appearance.
"Keep the skirts," Santana replied. "Puck is an ass and legs man and you have killer legs." Rachel turned red, "But the animal sweaters have to go."
"I like my sweaters," Rachel said with a slight pout.
"Well what do you like more, the sweaters or Puckerman?" Santana asked.
"Noah," Rachel answered, "I mean Puck."
"No, keep calling him Noah," Santana advised, "It sets you apart from all the other girls."
"He hates it when I call him Noah," Rachel said. Santana shrugged.
"Think of it this way," Santana said, "The more you annoy him the less likely he is to forget you. Add in a new wardrobe, I am going to teach you how to flirt too, and Berry you won't be so little anymore."
"Why are you doing this?" Rachel asked.
"I'm bored and Finn is pissing me off," Santana replied. "I need something to do. So unless you want to make out I suggest you come to the mall with me after school." Rachel's eyes went wide. Make out?
"The mall sounds fine," Rachel said nervously.
"Your loss," Santana said and left.
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Rachel left the bathroom in a daze. What had just happened? She didn't even notice Sam coming over to her until he was standing right in front of her.
"Bee?" Sam said noticing her strange expression, "What's wrong?"
"I think I just made a friend," Rachel said.
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"What are you wearing!" Sam yelled as soon as Rachel made her way down the stairs.
"What's wrong with it?" Rachel asked looking down at herself.
"You can see your...you know!" Sam said getting flustered, "You're a baby, you can't wear that."
"She isn't a baby Sam," Hiram Berry said to his son.
"Dad..." Sam started.
"No, Sam..." Leroy said.
"Pops..." Sam said.
"I think she looks very nice," Hiram said and Sam mumbled something to himself and crossed his arms. She didn't look bad. Rachel was wearing a skirt, jean this time though. A lower cut top then normal and tall boots rather then her Mary Janes and knee socks.
"Let's go," Sam said and grabbed his bag.
"Have a great day at school!" Leroy called out. Hiram and Leroy stood at the door and waved at their kids as they drove away.
"She did this for that Puckerman boy didn't she?" Hiram said.
"I think so," Leroy agreed, "I guess our little girl isn't so little after all."
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What did you think? Like how I added all the "littles"?
Thanks for all the reviews keep it up!
So Leroy is "Daddy" to Rachel and "Pops" to Sam. Hiram is "Dad" to both of them just to clear that up.
magda gave me some inspiration for this chapter so a shout out to them!
