Friends With Benefits
A Glee Fan Fiction
Chapter 4
"Oh hells no," Santana Lopez said, wiping her glossy, jet black ponytail across her face as she whirled around to face the couple, deemed as Puckleberry, as they entered the school. "Excuse me, but no-just no," the Latino-now head-Cheerio responded, shaking her head as she stormed towards the football star, residential school bad ass and one of the biggest losers in the entire school.
"What's the problem, Satan?" Puck asked, draping his arm carelessly over Rachel's shoulders, pulling her closer to him as he tightened the grip he had on her.
"Rachel? Rachel freaking Berry?" Santana asked, eyeing the girl. "Tell me she just stole that sweat shirt. Or that it's some sort of bet or something. Anything but that you're actually with her. Because then I'd have to lay the beat down on her for messing with my man," Santana glared her dark eyes at them both. This was just not acceptable. None of it made any sense and nothing lined up in her head. Ut was just wrong.
"Actually, Santana, Noah and I are dating now," Rachel said, before Puck could think of any form of retaliation. Rachel was done dealing with Santana's bull shit, just because she was an exotic beauty and sexy as sin. Being a cheerleader didn't give her the right to harass and bully other students. "It seems he'd rather be with a girl who's hair is as real as her chest," She smirked. Puck's eyes widened as he fought to hold back a laugh.
Everybody knew about Santana's long hair extensions-those were just obvious. But the annual chest implants were something only a rare few knew about. Rachel only knew because she'd overheard Quinn Fabray say how she couldn't wait to tell Coach Sylvester about Santana's fake rack.
"Why you little bitch!" Santana glared, reaching towards Rachel to slap her.
Puck reached out with impossible reflexes and grabbed her wrist, holding it tightly in his hand without hurting her. He was a bad ass, but he wasn't an ass hole. He would never hurt a girl physically.
"Don't even think about touching my girl," Puck growled at her, his voice low and harsh. Even Rachel was a little bit afraid. "If anybody has anything negative to say about my relationship with Berry-or about Berry herself, for that matter-they can come and answer to me. Because, in case anybody has failed to notice-she's wearing my name on her sleeve, the same way I'm wearing her proudly on my arm!" Puck announced, pushing Santana away by releasing her wrist and slipping his arm through Rachel's own.
"Puck, think about what-"
"Puckleberry 2.0?" Brittany Pierce spoke up softly, her buttery blonde, curly ponytail shorter than all of the other Cheerio's by a considerate amount as her crystal blue eyes widened with innocence and pure happiness.
"Yeah, Britt-Puckleberry 2.0," Puck smiled at her, grateful for a distraction from all the attention he was getting from his relationship with Rachel. He'd known it would create a stir within the school, but he hadn't expected anything like this. This was showing that with enough time, he and Rachel could take over the now vacant Golden Couple spot of the school.
"Britt's happy about this?" Santana frowned, studying her best friend. "Alright, fine-Puckleberry's back. I guess you two are cuter together than Puck and I...although, I have to admit-I'm going to miss the sex. The sex was amazing. Berry, you're incredibly lucky to be getting that," She said, cracking a smile at Rachel which she returned with a giggle and a blush. Puck panicked slightly, unsure of how Rachel would react.
"I know, right? Although, he has a hard time keeping up with me sometimes," Rachel said, leaning in and winking at Santana confidentially, in a voice so low, it turned Puck on even more than her tiny outfit.
"Oh, damn, girl! I like this side of Yentil-you're coming with Britt and me to the mall tonight. We've gots some shopping to do, bitch," Santana smiled at her. "This is exciting-it's like a new best friend that I can mold however I want! Oh, there's tryouts for the Cheerio's after school today. You should come-there's an open spot, you know?" She smiled as she hooked arms with Brittany and started walking away with her blonde best friend, leaving Puckleberry to stand there in a stunned silence, as the hallway slowly began to thin, realizing that the drama was over.
"Did Santana just-"Rachel began, but Puck cut her off.
"Don't question it. Let's just be happy," He said, squeezing her hand. "After all-that was you're first big test as my girlfriend, and you passed with flying colors," He winked.
"Oh, really now?" Rachel wondered, unhooking her arm from Puck and looking up at him, tilting her head to the side slightly. "When's my second test?" Rachel asked coyly, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. Puck raised his eyebrows at her, frowning in confusion. He never could understand the little diva.
"That's for me to know and you-"He began to tease her, but she cut him off by standing on her tip toes and grabbing his shirt, pulling him close for a long, deep kiss that involved lots of tongue. It beat their prior relationship, and it killed any make-out he'd ever had with Santana. This was the best kiss he'd ever had in his life, if he was being honest, and he was a little shocked that it was from Berry, who'd never actually had a real boyfriend before him.
"Did I pass?" She giggled, when she pulled away. She winked at him before turning around and walking away.
Puck sighed as he watched her go-oh, how he loved to watch her walk away? If there was one thing Puck understood in this school, it was girls. But that Rachel Berry? She was a total mystery to him.
