Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the plot and any OCs.

Author's Note: Bye the way, this story doesn't really follow any of the episodes.

"Alright guys, your assignment for the week is to perform a duet of your choosing. We are going to let fate decide your partner." Mr. Schuster explained.

I had been in Glee Club for about two weeks now and I love it. I've become friends with most of the members.

"So the partners will be, Rachel and Finn, Santana and Brittany, Mercedes and Matt, Quinn and Mike, Tina and Artie, Kurt and Jesse, and last but not least Puck and Raine." Mr. Schue said.

Aw crap, that's where things start sucking. Puck is a jock and remember jocks are jerks.

"Okay guys that's all for today, see you tomorrow." Mr. Schue said.

"So when do you want to start?" Puck asked me.

"We can start tonight. Come over at about seven. Here's my address." I replied somewhat bossily.

"Whatever, see you then." he replied.

"Of all the luck in the world, I get stuck with Noah Puckerman as my partner." I complained to Kurt, Mercedes, Tina, and Artie.

"Maybe it won't be that bad." Artie said sympathetically.

"Yeah maybe he won't try to make out with you." Mercedes added sarcastically.

"Mercedes, you're not helping." I groaned.

"Who knows? He could act civilized." Tina stated.

"When have you ever known Puck to be civilized." Kurt replied.

"Okay guys, well I have to go. Wish me luck." I said.

"Luck." they all replied.

"Mom." I yelled as I walked into the door.

"What?" she replied.

"I'm having a friend over. We have to work on a project together." I said.

"Fine, as long as you guys leave me alone." she replied. My mom is a lawyer and she has a huge trial coming up and she is getting stressed.

"Do you want dinner?" I asked.

"No thanks, hun. I already ate something." she replied. And that was the end of our conversation.

It was 7:30 when Puck finally showed up.

"I thought I said 7?" I asked.

"You did. Hey, you're lucky I even showed up at all." he replied.

"God you're so irritating. " I said.

"Come on let's go to my room. And stay quiet." I commanded. "And before you ask. My mom is working on an important case and she is extremely stressed." I explained.

"I wasn't going to say anything." he responded.

We then went into my bedroom. An hour later and we still didn't have a song picked out. He was turning down everything I suggested.

"Can't you just agree to something?" I asked frustrated.

"This is boring." he replied.

"Well we have to pick a song." I said.

"How about we make out instead?" he suggested.

"Get out." I stated.

"What?" he replied in confusion.

"Get out of my house." I yelled. "Well will work on this tomorrow in the choir room." I said as I pretty much shoved him out of the house. "Goodbye Puckerman and don't come back." I yelled out the front door. Why did I have to get partnered with him. Someone, somewhere, must hate me.

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