Prompt Three: The boys meeting. Involving a slushie. (Suggested by eaglegirl1202)
Puck ended up at a park, about 20 minutes from Lima. He walked down to the lake in a desperate attempt to clear his head. He spent a few minutes skimming rocks across the water but soon gave up and just collapsed down to sit in the shade of an old oak tree. He wasn't even that sure why he was so damn mad, he just seemed to get pissed off by everything these days, it wasn't even as if-
"Hello..." The voice broke him out of his mental rant. He looked up to find a small looking guy wearing of those posh school uniforms. He looked about Pucks age, maybe a year older or so, it was hard to tell. The boys hair was gelled back with a ridiculous amount of product. His eyes were focused on Puck, he looked worried, nervous even.
"Hi." Puck grunted in reply, not feeling particularly sociable at the minute.
The boy looked like he was deciding whether or not he should run. After a brief pause, he surprised Puck by walking over and siting next to him. He extended his hand towards Puck:
"I'm Blaine."
Puck looked at the hand suspiciously for a moment before slapping it in a half-hearted attempt at a high five.
"Puck."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Puck."
"Mm.." Puck just shrugged, and looked out over the lake. Leaving a distinctly awkward feeling in the air. He glanced over at the boy, who was obviously trying to think of something to say. Puck just sighed and took pity on the guy. "What do you want dude?"
Blaine jumped slightly at being addressed so suddenly. "Erm...Well, I was walking by, and you looked pretty upset. So I thought you might need someone to talk to..."
Puck raised one eyebrow. That couldn't be true. No-one ever gave a crap about him, and this guy didn't even know him. He must have some kind of ulterior motive or something. Maybe he was just messing with him?
"I don't-"
Blaine cut him off, a friendly smile on his face. "I know what its like to feel like there's no-one you can talk to. Sometimes its nice to tell someone whose not involved, someone who has no bias in the situation. Sometimes it can help to just get it off your chest."
Puck just stared at Blaine, making no attempt to hide the confused look on his face. Blaine laughed friendlily the boys' blank expression. He pulled himself up off the ground and turned to face Puck.
"Come on, I'll treat you to some coffee." He stretched his hand out for Puck to take.
Puck simply swatted the hand away as he dragged himself up and mumbled "Don't drink coffee"
Blaine thought about it for a moment, then grinned. It was a dopey little smile, that made him look a lot younger. "Then we'll go get slushies!"
Puck wasn't entirely sure what possessed him to follow Blaine that day. But he was damn sure he did.
Same as before, I'll probably re-use this prompt in terms of a typical Glee slushie ;)
Untill then: keeps sending new prompts, otherwise there wont be a story~