HOLY CRAPOLA! I don't think i've ever gotten so many reviews for one chapter:) that makes me so happy. Anywho, i thought you guys deserved an update after such praise. Give some kids a chappie kind of about sex and you go wild haha. Also, i'm in a glee mood since i definitely just watched four episodes today with my whole fam and now my grandma is hooked. yaaay.

"You sexted Puck!? Mercedes nearly exploded after Tina told her and Kurt about the whole ordeal. Kurt just cocked an eyebrow.

"How did you manage that one?" he smirked.

"G-guess my f-finger slipped when I dialed the number." Tina managed to say, fiddling with her phone as the three of them walked down the hallway.

"Well, let's hope he didn't get it, otherwise you've got a horny Puck on your hands." Mercedes said, bumping hips with Tina, getting no response from the Asian.

"Besides, I thought you were sexting Wheels." Kurt smiled when they stopped at his locker. Tina blushed and spotted some specks on the floor to avoid their radar-like attention.

"It was going f-fine. He just seemed a little confused."

"Typical Artie. I'm pretty sure he's never had a girl come on to him before."

"Lucky him." Kurt smiled, noticing Finn walk down the hallway and sighing deeply. "He's probably having a heart attack from all the attention."

"Maybe." Tina admitted, following her friends to class.

Is she really into me that much? It can't be. Artie wondered to himself as he wheeled down the hallway towards class. Ever since lunch he could not stop thinking about the kinky texts that Tina sent him. Had they been a mistake? He couldn't tell. He had no experience with girls. He was confused and really had no clue what to do. Maybe she would try something funny again in glee. Artie was currently lost in his own thoughts about his puppy crush on Tina when he was stopped abruptly. Puck was hovering over him, waving his phone in front of his face.

"Dude."

"What do you want, Puck?"

"Tina is totally kinky. Why didn't you tell me this before?" Artie nearly fell out of his chair in shock. What on earth was he even talking about? He could remember quite clearly that he had never mentioned anything like this to Puck, or anyone for that matter. He even got embarrassed when thinking of these things on his own, let alone out loud.

"W-what are you talking about?" he stammered. Puck gave him a smirk.

"Your little stutterfly is a slut." He voice gradually went up in volume, which resulting in Artie punching him in the back of the legs, nearly taking him out.

"Shut up, will you?"

"She's totally into me." He smirked again, and Artie just stared at him with a blank look on his face. It couldn't be true, could it?

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?" he nearly exploded, which caught some weird glances from fellow students as well as teachers.

"She's totally playing both of us. While she was sexting you, I got this." He handed his phone to Artie and waited while he slowly read the message over and over again.

"What the—"

"Smokin' right? I'll catch you later." With that, Puck left Artie in the dust, who was just about ready to vomit/faint/blow his brains out.

Tina braced herself all day for glee rehearsal. Since lunch, she had made sure to steer clear of the football crowd, afraid that Puck might be among them. Surprisingly enough, Artie had been missing in action as well, which made her stomach churn because they hadn't talked since the sexting thing happened. Tina took baby steps until she finally reached the choir room and entered silently.

Most of the kids were already there, except for Puck. Mercedes and Kurt gave her a worried look, which she just shrugged off. Then her eyes met Artie's, and she couldn't decipher his expression. She knew that their next conversation was bound to be awkward and she just wanted to get it over with, so she made her way over to him.

"H-hey Artie." She stuttered, watching his expression. He looked down at his hands for a moment, briefly fidgeting with his gloves.

"Look Tina, there's something that I want to talk to—" he was interrupted by Puck strutting into the room, and making his way over to the two of them.

"Hey baby." He greeted, snaking his fingers around Tina's waist. She was completely frozen from anxiety at this point and unable to move. Everyone watched as Artie's eyes looked like they were about to bulge out of their sockets. Puck glanced at his quickly and then averted his attention back to Tina's right ear. He whispered something in her ear, which made her blush nervously. Artie interjected when—

SLAP

Puck stumbled back a few feet, his hand immediately flying up to his now bruised cheek. Tina stood there, fuming. She glared at him for a moment before storming out. Puck turned to look at Artie, who looked like he may implode himself and there was no one around to restrain him. Without a word he wheeled up to him and sucker punched him, hard, in the stomach. He then proceeded to wheel out of the choir room in search of Tina.

"Hey."

Artie had finally found her outside of the girl's washroom. She was curled up into a ball, with her head on her knees and her arms wrapped around. Her make-up was smeared beyond belief. To quote Finn, she looked like a sad clown hooker. Artie rolled up to her and peered at her shaking form. "Hey, it's ok." He tried to comfort her in a soothing voice.

"H-he called me a slut." She cried, burying her head further. Artie could feel his stomach twist, knowing that he heard those words from Puck himself. He was still uncertain about the texting, though. He wanted to clear the air before this went any further.

"I'm sorry, Tina. I know for a fact that you're not one. Hell, if you were, you wouldn't be hanging around with me. And even if you did, I would at least get some action." Artie smiled at himself for the joke, and reached out and fished for Tina's hand among the mess that was her hair. She then looked up and met his gaze, smiling as well. "Why would he call you that? I mean, I know you were texting me earlier and—" he was cut off when he saw her blush furiously as she took his hand.

"T-that was—um—as in—Santana's idea—umm—"

"Hey, don't worry about it." He smiled. "So why did Puck call you a slut?"

"I accidentally s-sexted him." She stammered.

AN ACCIDENT!? PRAISE THE LORD! Artie's thoughts were currently whizzing around in his head so fast that they would win a gold medal in the olympics. When he managed to steady his breathing once more, he noticed that Tina was now standing and leaning towards him, making sure that he wasn't going into hysterics.

Tina couldn't help it. Yes, she was offended by what Puck did, but the look on Artie's face when she told him it was an accident gave her hope. Was he jealous? Without even noticing it, her hand had reached out and was slowly moving up and down his suspenders. She couldn't believe she was doing this.

Artie watched her in complete silence as her hands started running up and down his shirt. Dear Lord, he was enjoying this. He tried to control his staggered breathing, and would be undoubtedly embarrassed if she was noticed it. She was so sexy, he thought, even when she looked like a sad clown hooker. Maybe the hooker part wasn't so bad, he laughed to himself. Damn you, hormones!

Another thought occurred to him, which broke the silence in a staggered breath. "So, if it..wasn't m-meant for Puck, then who?" Tina smiled as Artie tried to compose himself. She continued to caress his shirt, toying with each button along the way. Her fingers were once again trailing along the edge of his suspenders until she got a hold of one of them between her fingers. She leaned forward even more until her lips were centimetres away from his ear.

"You." She snapped the suspender with just enough force to drive him over the edge.

damn girl, snap those suspenders! haha i had such a hoot writing this chapter, and i hope you guys had fun reading it. Also, i'd like to give credit to earthtoryann, for it was their idea for the whole suspender thing, i just ran with the idea. remember to review!