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He must be dreaming
"Well," Puck thought to himself, "today's the day." The day he finally got to see Ana again. He hadn't been this excited about seeing a girl in long time. Though extremely excited, he was also really nervous. What if he said the wrong thing again? What if it was a repeat of what happened last time? What if *shudder*, she just wanted to be friends? Puck didn't think that he could take that kind of rejection. "Woah, dude," he thought again, "you're psyching yourself out. The only way to be a winner, is to act like a winner." With that, he knocked on the front door of the Rivera house.
"Oh, hello Noah. It's so nice to see you again. Why don't you come around to the backdoor. I'll open it for you." Ms. Rivera said sarcastically, a fake smile plastered on his face. She mumbled something that Puck couldn't hear and closed the door in his face. "Bitch," Puck grumbled and walk to the backdoor gate. But who really cares if she's a bitch? She's got a hot granddaughter and paid fuckin' amazingly.
As soon as Puck approached the gate, Ms. Rivera opened it, exposing her huge deck and pool. "Get to work, Noah. I don't want to see you lolly-gagging." She said, and then left him to clean the pool by himself.
"Wait, um, Ms. Rivera." Puck interjected.
"What?" She grumbled facing the door.
"Is Ana here?" He asked hopefully. "Oh shit," he thought to himself immediately afterwards.
Ms. Rivera turned around with a pinched expression. "Why do you ask, Noah?" she questioned.
"Um, no reason. Just wondering." He stuttered, quickly turning around, hoping to get off the hook.
"Noah!" Ms. Rivera called.
"Dammit." Puck mumbled. "Yes ma'am?" he responded, his voice completely fake-sweet.
"Ana is not here to date. She is here to clean up her act and return to Illinois with her parents, where she belongs." She said inching closer to Puck. "And if I find out that you're distracting her and furthering her from her goal, I can assure you, there will be severe consequences." She added.
"Abuela!" Puck heard a girl call. They both turned toward the voice. He saw a gorgeous Ana, standing there, a distraught and embarrassed look on her face. "What the hell- I mean heck?" she quickly changed after her grandmother's disgraced look. "Can you stop?" she pleaded, her face an adorable rosy red. Puck smiled at her embarrassment. Not that he liked it, she just looked damn cute doing it.
"Ana, a lady does not talk like that to her abuela!" She exclaimed. "And especially not in front of a gentleman!" She gestured towards Puck.
Ana exhaled deeply and rolled her eyes. "Sorry abuela. May I please talk to Noah, alone?" she asked, annoyed.
"Fine." Ms. Rivera huffed, turned towards Puck and warned, "I stand by my threat" and left the two teens alone.
"Whatever," Puck thought, "like I'm scared of an old lady."
"Oh my god, Puck. I am SOOO fucking sorry." Ana said, stepping towards him. "She totally didn't mean it. Sometimes she makes threats and forgets that she's 75 and can't do shit." she explained.
Puck chuckled. "It's really okay." he assured her.
"I don't act like a lady!" she repeated, pissed about her grandmother's comment. "What a bitch." she said, talking to herself.
Puck laughed again, harder this time.
"God, I'm so embarrassed!" Ana exclaimed, placing her hand on her forehead. "Is there anyway that I can make it up to you?" she asked, her face hopeful.
"No way this is happening," Puck thought, looking down at the ground. "You must be dreaming it." But surely, when Puck looked back at Ana, her eyes were wide, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Puck cleared his throat. "Um, well, are you doing anything tonight? Do you maybe want to go out?" He asked. "With me?" he added and then scolded himself for being so stupid. Of course she knew with him! Right?
"Uh, yeah!" She answered. "Why not? Maybe you could show me around the town?" Ana offered. "I haven't really gotten to see any of it yet…"
Puck smiled his signature All-American smile. "There's not really much to show, but that sounds like a lot of fun."
"Great! So, do you think you can pick me up at like, 7ish?"
Puck's heart fluttered. "Most definitely."
"Awesome! So I guess I'll just see you then?"
"Yeah." he said, smiling like a complete idiot. Ana waved good-bye and disappeared back into the house.
And for the rest of the day, Puck could not get that stupid smile off of his face.