"Berry, you done yet? I can only stare at this wall for so long. Come o-"

He had heard the water turn off and as he turned around he found Rachel Berry draped in a towel. Beads of water still sliding down her shoulders, her back, her legs...

Woah, woah, woah. Snap out of it now. NOW!

"Well didn't you promise me some clothing?" she said as she tipped her head to the side, hair cascading down, and dried lightly towel dried her hair.

"Hmm? Oh, um yeah..." With that he snapped out of his thoughts and walked over to his locker.

" Umm..I got a jersey in here, an old pair of jeans...and well a jock strap. Don't think we will be needing that, eh?" Puck nervously laughed and caught an annoyed look from Rachel.

"I'll just take the jeans and jersey, thank you very much. Now..umm...you wouldn't happen to have any..umm..undergarments in there, would you?"

Suddenly Puck was very aware that Rachel Berry was naked. Like, naked naked. Why did that make him nervous?

"Yeah, not really."

"Oh, well..let me just rinse these out then."

She walked over towards the sink and rinsed her things out. She then headed over to the automatic hand dryers to dry them.

"Now, if you wouldn't mind turning around again."

"Yeah, sure."

There was an awkward silence as she dressed. I mean, what do you say in a situation like this?

"So how about this weather?"

"How was your weekend?"

She finished and he turned around to Rachel Berry wearing the sexiest outfit ever. His jersey, with his number on it, and his jeans. Why is it that whenever he turned around to face her his breath was taken away?

"Well thank you for the-well everything. I'll just be on my way then.." She started to walk away when Puck had a thought.

"Y'know we already missed first period..we could just..ditch. I mean only if you wanted to. Y'know..like whatever..it's all cool."

Pull your shit together, Puckerman!

"No. Thanks for the offer, I guess. But no."

"Why?"

"Well, I have class, and glee, and not to mention how upset my father's would be if they found out. But mostly because you..are just..you." She quickly turned away and left him speechless.

What the fuck?

For the first time ever, Noah Puckerman had been rejected. By Rachel Berry, none the less.

Over the next couple weeks, Puck had done all he could to not be that guy. He constantly thought about what she had told him.

" But mostly because you..are just..you."

She wasn't flat out rude to him, but she wasn't falling under his spell. Normally, all he had to do was say a cheesy line and all the girls would drop their panties. But Berry was anything but normal. That was one of the things he hated about her.

Though he loved to hate it.

After a month and a half of putting out all his plays, he decided it was time to do something drastic. He wasn't even able to admit he liked her, but there was something he couldn't resist.

He went up to the AV Club one day and asked a favor.

"Hey, if I give you $50 can I get some airtime?"

"Sure. Umm...come by during lunch."

He was going to get so much slack for this, but the crazy thing is that he didn't care. He didn't care if the entire football team beat him to a bloody pulp as long as he got to see Rachel's beaming face.

During lunch Puck dodged the football team, and went to the AV room with his guitar slung around his back. He took a deep breath and spoke into the microphone.

"Ok, McKinley Cougars! We got a special treat for you guys! It's..uh..Noah Puckerman? Really? Uh..ok..well I guess he's gonna be singing My Junk from Spring Awakening? The fuck is that?..."

"Thanks for the encouraging words Ben."

The AV geek partially covered the microphone and whispered, "The fuck are you doing? You are Noah "Puck" Puckerman right? Shouldn't you be laying a cheerio right now?"

"Nah, I'm done with that."

This is when Rachel Berry, who was sitting alone in the choir room, perked up and played attention.

"I'm gonna serenade all you lucky lady's out there today." You could almost hear the smirk.

Of course. Nobody changes. Especially him.

"But it's mostly for one girl. She knows who she is."

"This is My Junk from Spring Awakening. It's some Broadway musical or something. I know it sounds gay-"

Typical.

"-but trust me, this shit is actually pretty good. Ok. Here we go."

In the midst of this nothing. This miss of a life.
Still there's this wanting to see you go by.
It's almost like lovin'. Sad as that is.
May not be cool, but it's so where I live.

It's like I'm your lover or more like your ghost.
I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go.
I try and just kick it but what can I do.
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.

See us, winter walking after a storm.
It's chill in the wind but it's warm in your arms.
The stop all snow line, may not be true.
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.

Well, you'll have to excuse me, I know it's so off.
I love when you do stuff that's rude and so wrong.
I go up to my room, turn the stereo on,
Shoot up some you, and the you is some song.

I lie back just driftin' and play out these scenes
I ride on the rush of all the hopes and the dreams.

I may be neglecting the things I should do.
But we've all got our junk, and my junk is you.

See we still keep talkin' after you're gone.
You still with me then feels so good in my arms.
They say you go blind, maybe it's true.
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.

It's like we stop time. What can I do?
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.
My junk is you.
My junk is you.
You. You. You.

She sat at the piano bench awestruck. Sure, some of the lyrics may not have been on point. But the message was well received.

Wait. What was she thinking? Why would Puck do this for her? He hated her, right?

This was probably for some girl.

Who happened to know this musical.

Yeah, that had to be it.

Author's Note: Well I made it longer! lol Basically I wrote two chapters and put them together...but I did it!

Oh, it's mentioned in the story but the song is My Junk from the show Spring Awakening.

As I make my chapters longer, I am trying to make these notes shorter.

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