TWO

Puck walked through the halls of McKinely High, giving anyone who dared to look him in the eye a look that said "Go jump off a bridge."

Quinn walked up next to Puck, giving everyone a similar look. "I'm sorry about what I said yesterday, Puck."

"Forgiven." Puck said. He wasn't sure whether it was true, though.

"Are you okay?" Quinn said.

"Fine. Just freakin' fine Quinn. I'm in love with a dude who hates me, my mojo is dying, and my girlfriend is pissed off at me."

"Santana hates everyone, Puck. And you're concearn about your popularity is the exact reason Kurt doesn't like you. I know him, Puck. He wants someone who cares about him more than anything."

"Quinn, don't you think I realized that?" Puck said, raising an eyebrow. "So, what are you up to? Don't try and say that I'm the only miserable one here."

"I, unlike you, am trying to stay positive. And my idea of forming a friendship is going better than yours. We have a shopping day today."

"With Finn." Puck said, smirking.

"How did you know?" Quinn said.

"He told me. God, your ex, your love, and you on a shopping day. Sounds like a bad sitcom plot."

"Hey, at least I've gotten farther than you have."

Puck suddenly got an idea. "Can we come shopping too?"

"Huh?"

"If you invite Kurt, then I can come too, and..."

Quinn raised an eyebrow. "You wanna cash in on my date?"

"In exchange, I'll drag Finn away from you, so you can hang with Rachel." Puck said, grinning.

"Fine. But...you also have to sing with me in Glee."

Puck raised an eyebrow. "What song?"

Quinn gave him a smile. "You'll see." She strutted down the hall.

SPANISH

"Kurt." Quinn whispered. Kurt perked his head up.

"Yes, Quinnie?" Kurt said, smiling. Puck, who was staring at them from the corner, thought of how cute Kurt was when he was smiling.

"Me and Rach are going on a shopping day with some friends. Would you like to come?"

"Who will be there?"

"Finn, Puck..."

"Puck?" Kurt said. Quinn nodded.

"Are you coming?" Quinn asked, noticing that Kurt said Puck's name with curiousity. She looked over at Puck, who seemed to have noticed it too.

"Can't pass up a shopping trip." Kurt said. He went back to his work.

"Better stretch your vocal chords." Quinn whispered, turning around to Puck. Puck smiled at her.

"Quinn, turn around." Mr. Shue said. Quinn nodded, a smile on her face.

GLEE

"Mr. Shue." Quinn said. "Me and Puck have a song to sing." Puck grabbed his guitar as Quinn told Brad and the band the song.

Puck started, his heavy voice booming in the song.

Misery
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
So scared of breaking it
But you won't let it bend
And I wrote two hundred letters
I won't ever send
Somehow it is cut so much
Deeper then they seem
You'd rather cover up
I'd rather let them be
So let me be
And I'll set you free

I am in misery
There ain't no other
Who can comfort me
Why won't you answer me?
Your silence is slowly killing me
Girl you really got me bad
You really got me bad
I'm gonna get you back
Gonna get you back

Quinn continued, her soft voice balencing the tone of the song.

Your salty skin and how
It mixes in with mine
The way it feels to be
Completely intertwined
It's not that I didn't care
It's that I didn't know
It's not what I didn't feel,
It's what I didn't show
So let me be
And I'll set you free

Quinn and Puck watched in shock as Santana got up, joining them in the chorus.

I am in misery
There ain't no other
Who can comfort me
Why won't you answer me?
Your silence is slowly killing me
Girl you really got me bad
You really got me bad
I'm gonna get you back
Gonna get you back

The three sang the bridge in unison. The others sang with ooos and ahhs.

Say your faith is shaken
You may be mistaken
You keep me wide awake and
Waiting for the sun
I'm desperate and confused
So far away from you
I'm getting here
Don't care where I have to go

Why do you do what you do to me, yeah
Why won't you answer me, answer me yeah
Why do you do what you do to me yeah
Why won't you answer me, answer me yeah

Everyone joined in, their voices combined with clapping, dancing.

I am in misery
There ain't no other
Who can comfort me
Why won't you answer me?
Your silence is slowly killing me
Girl you really got me bad
You really got me bad
I'm gonna get you back
Gonna get you back

There was laughs and applause from everyone, including Shue. "That's what I'm talking about!" he yelled.

Puck was halfly distracted though. Kurt had his eyes on him. Puck flashed a smile. "See you later Hummel." he said, earning a look from Kurt.

Kurt so wanted him.

Thanks for your reviews. English was not my first language, so I'm not the greatest speller. *blushes." R&R. Sorry this is late, by the way.

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