Puck was staring out over the big lake, lost in his own thoughts. He startled when he felt two strong arms wrap around his waist from behind.
"I always know where to find you, don't I?"
Puck smiled a little at the familiar voice and leaned back, putting his hands on the hands of his friend.
They stayed like that for a while. Both boys not saying a single word.
"Why, Sam?" Puck winced a little at how broken his voice sounded.
Puck felt him shrug, then whisper next to his ear, "I don't know, babe. We should be happy he's still alive."
Puck nodded silently and wrapped his arms around himself, still taring out over the lake.
"You still miss him, don't you?" Sam's quiet voice cut through the silence again.
"Every day," Puck answered just as quiet, "I just can't forget him, Sam."
"I know," Sam replied, "But you shouldn't work it out on other people. None of it is Kurt's fault. Maybe you should give him a chance."
Puck sighed and ducked his head, staring at his feet, "I overreacted. I know that it isn't Kurt's fault that Matt tried to commit suicide or that he's been the unlucky guy to be chosen to sleep in our hut. It's just that hearing Tanaka say that Matt tried to kill himself was-"
"Unlucky guy?" Sam interrupted him, not wanting to let Puck get back to that dark place inside his mind, "I would call him very lucky that he has the chance to live with two studs like us. And with Mike too of course."
Puck chuckled and slapped Sam's arm playfully, "Be grateful that Mike didn't hear that right now."
Sam shrugged and let the silence fall over them again. He reached up on his tiptoes to look over Puck's shoulder and turned his wrist so he could see his watch.
"We should go back, dude. It's almost time for dinner."
"Just give a few more minutes."
Sam nodded and turned his head while Puck angled his head too and they quickly pecked each other on the lips.
It was just a friendly kiss, nothing more than that.
Sam was about to move away when Puck held hold of his arm.
"I should apologize to the boy, shouldn't I?"
Sam gave him a warm smile, he knew how hard it was for Puck to apologize to someone and the fact that he suggested it right now was a big deal to him.
"I don't think he's too mad at you," Sam replied, "He was just a little surprised. Just talk to him. He seems like an ok kid."
Puck sighed and nodded, already thinking about when and how to talk with the kid.
"I'm going back to the camp," Sam said, breaking through Puck's train of thoughts, "Catch you later, babe."
Puck smiled and gave him a little wave, then stared out over the lake some more.
His stomach started grumbling after a while and he chuckled to himself.
Time to get back to the camp and cause some more mischief.
He was actually kind of excited to see the girls at dinner because he wanted to know if the female version of him, Santana Lopez, and her cute blond haired object of lust would be there.
Well, P uck knew that Brittany was much more than an object of lust to Santana but it was just his way of calling someone that you find sexy enough to lust after.
He started the short trip back to the camp, trying to forget about Matt and what could have happened to him.
He hoped that the girls, if they were there, could get his mind up to other things.
..-..
"Look, San, it's a unicorn!"
Kurt just looked confused an a little amused as a blond haired girl grabbed the hand of her black haired friend and pulled her along towards him.
"It's just a boy, Britt" the black haired girl spoke, then turned to Kurt, "Sorry, she gets a little off sometimes. She's completely harmless though."
"But he is a unicorn!" the blond haired girl exclaimed again, "Look at him. He looks magical."
Kurt stared down at himself a little self-consciously.
Were his clothes that weird?
He heard a chuckle behind him and noticed Sam and Mike standing there when he turned around.
"Seems like you met our favorite lesbians," Sam spoke, then turned to the girls, "Santana, Brittany, meet our new hut member, Kurt Hummel."
"Ah, so he's the one replacing Matt."
"I'm not replacing anyone," Kurt corrected Santana, "It's not my fault that they placed me in their hut."
"No, it's not," a new voice came from behind Kurt and he didn't have to turn around to know who it was. "Neither is it your fault that Matt tried to put an end to his life. I'm sorry for the way I acted. It was completely uncalled for."
Kurt looked at the uncomfortable looking mohawked boy, who was scratching the back of his neck nervously, and smiled a little.
"It's alright," he replied lightly, "I understand that you were upset about your friend, so, apology accepted."
Puck gave him a thankful little smile back, then turned to the girls and swung his arm over Santana's shoulders.
"If it isn't my dear friend, Satan. How have you been my friend?"
Santana scowled at him and threw his arm off her shoulder.
"Much better than I am now."
"Ouch. Didn't you miss me?"
"No."
"Liar."
"Will you guys cut it out?" yet another now voice spoke up and Kurt noticed it wasn't a welcome voice by the other's reactions. "You're disgusting."
Puck and Santana both turned around with their bitch face on.
"You're the one who's the disgusting one here, Karofsky."
The big guy smirked down at the girl, "I see you haven't changed a bit." His eyes traveled over the others and landed on Kurt, "What do we have here? New meat."
"Stay away from him, Karofsky." Sam stepped forward, Mike following him, both boys placing themselves in between Karofsky and Kurt.
Karofsky let out an amused little laugh and held up his hands in mock surrender.
"You boys forget where we are, don't you? I don't think our "leaders" will be happy if I lay a hand on him."
"Like you ever gave a fuck about that." Puck stepped into the conversation.
"Neither do you, Puckerman."
Both boys stared each other down, the anger sparking between each other.
"What's going on here?" the voice of Sue Sylvester suddenly sounded beside them, "Everybody in your line! Girl-boy-girl-boy, you know the drill. It's dinner time, ladies, not playtime."
Karofsky raised his eyebrow at Puck while the latter smirked and moved to form the line like they had to.
Dinner went on pretty quietly, all sitting at the tables in the same way they had been standing in line, girl-boy-girl-boy and so on.
Puck was seated in between Santana and Brittany, much to Santana's annoyance.
Not that she didn't like Puck, he really was like a brother to her, she would just rather sit next to Brittany, but of course they wouldn't let her at this stupid camp.
On the other side of Brittany sat Kurt, who had to listen to her talk about her cat, Lord Tubbington, the whole time.
Kurt didn't mind though. He started to like the girl because she seemed very sweet.
He noticed Karofsky glancing over to him from time to time but did his best to ignore him.
When dinner was over, mister Figgins told everyone they were free for the rest of the evening because it was the first day.
The next morning the rules would be explained and the first activities would take place.
When the kids were dismissed, Sam, Mike and Kurt went back to their hut while Puck stayed behind with Santana and Brittany to chat.
..-..
When Puck came back to the hut, way past their curfew hour, he jumped a little when he walked up the balcony to get to the door and heard someone sneeze.
He squinted his eyes to try and see in the faint light of his flashlight who was still outside in this late hour except him, Santana and Brittany.
He knew it wasn't one of the two girls 'cause he had walked them to their hut first.
The boy who had sneezed stepped into the light and Puck was even more surprised when he saw who it was.
"Hummel? What are you still doing outside?"
Kurt shrugged,"I could ask you the same, Puckerman."
Puck smiled a little. The boy had spunk.
"Just hanging with the girls. Talking about the new cuties that have arrived here."
Kurt raised his eyebrow, "I hope you didn't talk about me, because I'm absolutely not cute. Hot and gorgeous, ok. But not cute."
Puck blinked a few times, then he burst out laughing. Kurt smiled brightly himself. He knew Puck would understand what he was trying to say.
"You are definitely something, Hummel." Puck replied when he had his laughter under control,"And if it's any conselation, no, we didn't talk about you much. Only Brittany, but she just said that she really liked you. She's still referring to you as a unicorn though."
Kurt just smiled and shook his head, "I don't mind. By the way, I couldn't sleep. That's why I'm still outside."
Puck stepped closer and nonchalantly swung his arm over the boy's shoulder.
"Come on, let's go back inside. I know first nights here are tough, but you really need some sleep if you want to survive through tomorrow."
"Is it gonna be That bad?"
Puck nodded, "Pretty bad, yeah. But don't worry, me and Santana already came up with some fun stuff to do."
Kurt rolled his eyes a little. He had a feeling what kind of "fun" Puck had in mind.
"I hope you're not thinking about singing another song."
Puck stopped walking and raised both his eyebrows at Kurt.
"Don't tell me you didn't like it."
"Oh, I liked it," Kurt replied, shrugging Puck's arm off of his shoulder and walking further to the door to get inside, "I just think Figgins is really gonna shit his pants the next time you let out a growl like that one you did in the middle of that song."
Puck let it sink in what Kurt said, then he smirked and walked up to the boy as he opened the door.
"I'll be sure to give him a diaper the next time." Puck said with a wink before going to his bed.
Kurt chuckled and shone with his own flashlight to make his way to his own bed.
He was surprised that Mike and Sam hadn't awakened from the noises he and Puck had made.
They must be really tight sleepers.
Once he got snuggled into his sheets, he turned himself on his good side to sleep and let out a contented sigh.
"Goodnight, Puck."
" 'Night, Kurt."
Then both boys turned off their flashlights and waited for sleep to take them.
