A/N: Yes. I know Puck is a little OOC, but that's kinda the point. With Jennifer around, he sorta...transformes, kinda, into good Puck, nice Puck, somehwat sensitive Puck, loving and caring Puck. You'll see. =}


Jennifer ran to the girl's restroom, wiping the blue slushy out of her eyes, so she could see where she was going. As she burst into the bathroom, the other girl's turned to look at her, gave Jennifer a disgusted look and left. Jennifer rolled her eyes despite her situation and took off her sweater, starting to wash it. Her hair was sticking to her face and neck and it was very cold, dripping with ice.

"Hello."

Jennifer turned around and saw two girls with blonde hair, a girl with brown hair and a Hispanic girl with dark brown hair.

"Uh...hi?"

"Did you get a slushy facial?" One of the blondes asked.

Jennifer nodded. "Yeah." She turned back to the sink and coninued to rinse out her sweater.

"Would you like some help?" The brunette asked.

"Sure. Thank you."

"Trust me. We've all had to do this too."

"More times than we care to say, right Brit?"

"Oh definately. I thin I have more ruined shirts and sweaters than Lord Tubbington has ruined litter boxes."

All of the girls gave the blonde a weird look.

"By the way, I'm Brittany. This is Santana-" She pointed to the Hispanic girl.

"I'm Quinn." Quinn said.

"And I'm Rachel. Here. Sit. I'll wash out your hair." Rachel said.

"Thank you Rachel. Aren't you guys in Glee Club?" Jennifer said, sitting down on a stool and leaned back, letting the water wash over her hair as Rachel washed it.

"Yeah. We are."

"And so is Puck. Which is one of the main reasons why we are here."

"Oh..." Brittany said, looking at Jennifer. "I thought we were going to make friends."

"That too." Rachel said quickly. "But we heard that you said yes to go on a date with him."

"Yeah. A get-to-know-each-other date. Not a sex date."

Santana snorted ungracefully. "Honey, he's just saying that so he can get into your pants. That's all he wants. How'd you two meet anyway?"

"Well, I regret it now, but I saved his sorry ass from being sent back to Juvie. I told Figgins that Noah could be the male lead in the Drama musical."

The four girls giggled. "You're kidding right?" Quinn asked.

"No. I'm not. He has the voice range and I know he can act. He acts everyday."

"Are you in the Drama Club?" Brittany asked.

"Yes. Why?"

"Because it's noticable. You seem like you have the ability to act really well." Brittany said and they all gave her weird looks.

"Oh well. Thank you Rachel for helping me, but I must get going." Jennifer shook her head, sending water everywhere and grabbed her bag.

"Okay then." Quinn said.

"Well bye!" Brittany yelled cheerfully and waved as Jennifer walked out.

That Friday afternoon, Puck walked into the Drama Club and walked over to Jennifer. "Hey Jen."

"Do not call me that Puckerman."

"Hey. I am sorry for the way the football team treated you."

"You don't mean it."

"No. I do and I still want to get to know you. Tonight. BreadstiXs."

She hesitated and sighed. Jennifer flipped through her script and Puck noticed a lot of highlighted lines and actions. "Do you have a time in mind?"

"Seven?"

"Keep your paws to yourself Noah Puckerman."

"I will."

Jennifer studied him. He looked sincere and his eyes shown with it. He never acted like this with anyone else. Why was that? Did he just want to get into Jennifer's pants?

"No I don't want to get into your pants. I really just want to get to know you."

Jennifer stared at him. Apparently she had said that question out loud. "Are you serious?"

"Yes."

Jennifer sighed. In life, you have to take chances, take risks. "Fine. Seven o' clock. BreadstiXs. Do not be late Noah."

He wasn't late. In fact, he was three minutes early. Jennifer arrived at 7:01.

"You tell me not to be late and you end up being the one late?" Puck asked her, smiling.

"It's a one minute difference Noah. Calm down."

Later, as Rachel and Quinn and Finn and Sam and Mike and the rest of the Glee Club secretly watched the two teenagers had their 'get-to-know-each-other' date, it shocked them all that Jennifer and Puck actually seemed to be getting along.

"So where did you move from?" Puck asked her, picking up his drink.

"Oh. I came from New York." Puck spat out his drink and the table behind them gave him a weird look.

Rachel's eyes went wide and Quinn laughed out loud. "Of course," she muttered.

"New York?" Puck asked incredulously.

"Yup. Why we moved here, I don't know."

"I've lived in Lima my whole life. I have a little sister too."

"I have a little brother. His name is Aaron. He's ten. My favorite color is lilac. I love to act, sing and I can secretly dance really well. I have lived my whole life in New York and now I'm in Lima Ohio. Oh joy. No offense Noah, but I'm serious. My father wasn't kidding when he said small town. I like it but I miss home, Noah. I miss the hot dog vendors and the Yankee games. I miss the hobos on the street. However, I do not miss Jessica." She shuddered and took another bite of her pasta.

"Who was Jessica?"

"My mortal enemy. I hate her and she hates me."

Puck laughed then turned serious. "You know...no one except my mom calls me Noah. And this girl in Glee Club. It's kind of...weird, you know? I've always been caled Puck. Puckzilla, Puckasauras, Puckster, Puckerone, Pucky Puck even!" He sighed. "I think I...nevermind."

Jennifer swallowed her food and tilted her head. "What?"

Puck leaned over and kissed her slowly. Every kid in the Glee Club's eyes went wide as Jennifer pulled away, mouth wide open and slapped him. "You promised you'd be good Puckerman! Gah!" She yelled, drawing everyone else's attention, grabbing her bag and storming out of the restuarant. She didn't turn around however but yelled back, "By the way! You guys are really bad at spying on people!"


-A/N: So...the took a couple steps back didn't they? I hope you guys like this chapter. I hope it was better than the others. =]

All my lovin'-

Dreamer