Sorry it's been so long since I last updated! I've been trying to figure out what do write next- the third episode of season 2 or an original piece by me. I decided to go with original piece. Next chapter will be the third episode... maybe.
Ch. 4
I was happily humming along to the Kenny Loggins song that was blasting out of my earbuds as I was shoving the books I needed for the long weekend. Everything was just going great! I was having so much fun in Glee Club, my grades were better than ever before, and I was happy for the first time in months.
Just as I reached up to grab my Calculus II textbook, I felt someone pull out one of my earbuds and I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"Whoa! Hey calm down Lexi!" I heard someone tell me as I spun around to hit the person, and Puck barely dodged my fist.
"Puck!" I yelped and I felt my face turn bright red at the fact I nearly hit my closest friend. "Oh God, I'm so sorry! I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked after yanking out my earbuds and stuffing them into my pocket. My eyes quickly scanned his body of their own accord, and I felt myself blush harder at the fact that they rested longer than necessary on the amazing six-pack that was visible through the tight fitting black t-shirt.
He chuckled, whether at my question or my embarrassment, I had no clue. "No, I'm cool." He started fumbling with the strap of his bag and shuffling his feel like some little kid and I couldn't help but think that it was so cute! "Umm, can I ask you something?"
"Sure Puck. You know you can ask me anything," I said as I leaned up against my locker, a mega-watt smile nearly bursting at the seams on my face. He looked up with an adorable little smile, but just ask he was about to start talking again, Tina popped up.
"Hey you guys! Mr. Shue called an emergency meeting," she said. I looked over worriedly at Puck and saw the same emotions going through his eyes and the three of us ran down the hall as fast as we could to the choir room. When we got there, I noticed uncle Will standing beside someone I didn't except to see.
"Brad!" I squealed as I charged at him and jumped into his arms.
Brad Fielding was my oldest and best friend back in Columbus. I knew him practically from the cradle! We had gone to all the same schools since pre-school, been in all the same clubs, and pretty much did everything together.
"Hey there Lexi. Been a long time," he chuckled as he spun me around once before setting me back on my feet.
"Oh my gosh! What are you doing here?" I asked him.
"Brad just came by for a little visit," Uncle Will answered. "I wanted to surprise you so I waited until he came into town to tell you."
"This is great!" I squealed again as I hugged Brad before hugging my uncle. "This is the greatest surprise ever! Thank you!" After I finally untangled myself from Uncle Will, went to sit with the rest of the Glee kids which proved a little difficult seeing as I was practically bouncing in my seat.
"Hey Mr. Shue, do you mind if I do a little performance for your club?" Brad asked as he nodded his head to all of us Glee kids.
"Sure. What song?"
"Well, the song I wanna sing kind of needs the help of a lovely female," he grinned as he looked in my direction and walked up to me. "What do ya say Lexi? Like old times?" He held his hand out.
"Sure," I smiled back as I took the offered hand and allowed him to lead me to the middle of the room. "You remember the routine, or do you still fumble over your two left feet?" I teased him as I shed the black hoodie I had on to reveal the teal sleeveless tank top I had on with my jeans and white sneakers.
"Do you?" Brad teased back before turning to the band. "Lay All Your Love, Abba." (AN: For this song, Brad is in bold, Lexi is italic, and together is bold and italic.)
I wasn't jealous before we met
Now every man that I see is a potential threat
And I'm possessive, it isn't nice
You've heard me saying that smoking was my only vice
But now it isn't true
Now everything is new
And all I've learned
Has overturned
I beg of you
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
It was like shooting a sitting duck
A little small talk, a smile and baby I was stuck
I still don't know what you've done with me
A grown-up woman should never fall so easily
I feel a kind of fear
When I don't have you near
Unsatisfied
I skip my pride
I beg you dear
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me
I've had a few little love affairs
They didn't last very long and they've been pretty scarce
I used to think that was sensible
It makes the truth even more incomprehensible
'Cause everything is new
And everything is you
And all I've learned
Has overturned
What can I do?
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me
During the entire song, Brad and I were dancing with so much energy; spinning, twisting, dipping. It was almost like seeing something on 'So You Think You Can Dance?' As the song finished, I was pulled up close to Brad's body with one leg hooked around his waist as he had one arm around mine, both of us completely out of breath. I couldn't help but grin as we pulled away and bow. I looked at the faces of my fellow Glee members to see their reactions, and was it just me or did Puck look pissed for some reason?
"That was great, you two!" Uncle Will said which shifted my attention back to him as he hugged me. "I had no idea you could do that sort of thing Lexi!"
"Yeah well, being a part of the drama club does have its perks," I chuckled. "Dance lessons, vocal exercises… you know- typical Broadway stuff."
"So I see. And Brad, wow!" he turned his attention to my friend. "That was really good. Would you be interested in joining New Directions?"
Brad chuckled. "Sorry Mr. Shue, but no can do. I'm only here for the weekend and I don't think my girl would like it that much if I stayed here."
"How is Delilah doing, by the way?" I asked him. "Last I saw of her, she was nearly hysterical when I was leaving."
"She's doing just fine. She misses you like crazy- we all do, actually- but we're making do without our fearless leader." I smiled at the 'leader' comment, memories of all the pranks and other mischief we would all cause together flooding my mind.
"Well, you're welcome to stay with us if you'd like," Uncle Will said before turning to the rest of the club. "So… who's next?"
,:~:,
"Hey Lexi, you ready to go?" Mercedes asked me as the two of us, along with Kurt, walked out into the cool autumn air.
"Sure," I smiled as I unlocked the door of my car. "I'll meet you guys over there. I just want to dump my books at home first." They just smiled and nodded before hopping into Kurt's car and drove off.
"Lexi!" I heard someone yell and I saw Puck running as fast as he could towards me.
"Oh, hey there Puck. What's up?" I asked him when he got closer. He just doubled over with his hands on his knees as he attempted to catch his breath. "I honestly have no idea how you can possibly be that out of breath when running like that and still be a part of the football team."
"Because I hardly have to try to beat the other teams," he huffed as he straightened up. "Catching up with you is a lot harder."
"Very funny, Puckerman. And you're avoiding my questions," I teased as I crossed my arms defiantly.
"I wanted to see if you wanted to hang out tonight. I know that what's-his-name is at your place and you haven't seen him in a while, but I thought-"
"OK, first off; Brad isn't staying at my place." I noticed how his eyes lightened up when I said that. "He told my uncle that he had already got a hotel room and didn't want to intrude on our house. But he is spending the night with Uncle Will to watch the game. And as for hanging out, I'd love to, but I can't. I'm meeting up with Mercedes and Kurt at the theatre."
"Do you mind if I come along?" The hopefulness in his eyes was so intense, like a little kid staying up late on Christmas Eve to see if Santa will come down the chimney.
"If you want, but we're kind of going to see a chick flick. It's that new movie Burlesque," I informed him, not wanting him to regret his choice if he did come with.
"I'm up for it," he grinned and I couldn't help but smile myself. Girls dressed in practically nothing. Yeah, why wouldn't a straight guy be up for that? "I'll just drop my stuff off at home then I'll pick you up at your place, 'k?" I simply nodded and watched as he walked away to his old-styled truck before climbing into my SUV. But when I tried to start it up, I heard a puttering noise and nothing else happened.
"Crap!" I growled as I slammed my fist against the steering wheel repeatedly. I tried turning the key a few more times to get the same results. Groaning in frustration, I leaned over to the passenger seat and dug through my bag for my cell phone. Uncle Will had already left with Brad, so I pretty much had no choice but to call a cab.
As my fingers closed around the familiar piece of metal and plastic, I looked out the window to see Puck standing on the driver's side.
"Looks like your car has seen better days, huh?" he asked as I climbed back out of the car. I just nodded glumly as I looked down at the vehicle. It had been my sweet sixteen gift from my parents. "Come on, I'll give you a lift."
,:~:,
Last night had been a lot of fun. After meeting up with Kurt and Mercedes- who had been very surprised that Puck of all people had joined us- at the theatre, we had gone to Breadstix for a bite and spend most of the night just swapping stories. I think Puck nearly fell asleep when Kurt started talking about different fashion styles in the past year.
After that, we pretty much went our separate ways. Puck dropped me off at my place- after passing it three times, and we made plans to work on our homework on Sunday after I saw Brad off at the airport.
"So what's with you and that kid with the Mohawk?" Brad asked me. I looked up from tying the laces of my skates to see him leaning casually against the barrier wall of the ice rink.
"What are you talking about?" I asked him as I ducked my head again, thankful that my long hair was hiding the blush that was forming on my face. "Puck and I are just friends. Nothing more."
"I don't know about that," he teased as he helped me up from the small wooden bench. "He didn't look too pleased when we did that number the other day."
'So I wasn't imagining it,' I thought as I stepped onto the ice with Brad. "Maybe he was thinking of something else at the time?" I suggested.
"And look at me like he was ready to shoot me and mount my head over his fireplace? I don't think so," Brad answered as he skated beside me, causing me to lightly chuckle at his joke. "But if you were dating him, you would be careful, right? The last thing I want to see is you getting hurt again."
I spun around so that I was skating backwards and moved so that I was in Brad's path. "I appreciate that you're still looking out for me all the time Brad, but I can honestly say that Puck and I are just friends. There is nothing going on between us, and I doubt he even thinks of me that way!"
"Well why don't you ask him that yourself?" he shot back as we continued skating around for the next hour.
,:~:,
The next two days past by in a blur and before I knew it, Brad was already back on his way to Columbus. And here I was, stretched out on the length of the couch in my living room, skimming through the chapters assigned for my English class, while Puck was sitting on the floor by the coffee table as he scribbled furiously in his notebook.
"Damn it!" he shouted as he shoved the books away from his person, sending them in a giant mess on the floorboards. He'd been saying that for the past hour so I was only slightly surprised at his actions. Luckily Uncle Will had gone out for some groceries, so he wasn't there to hear Puck's swearing.
I just sighed as I marked my place in Hamlet before sitting up properly. "What the hell is the matter with you?" I asked him as I stood up to gather the books. I looked at the algebra problem and saw that it was practically a first-grade problem. "This is easy, Puck." I looked at the notebook to see smudges from pencils and erasers. "And you still are having difficulty. What's the problem?"
"This stuff is pointless!" he huffed as he leaned back against the couch. "It's not like I'm gonna need this crap later on in life! So why the hell should I give a damn?"
"Because if you don't, then you won't be able to graduate, and you'll be stuck with this 'crap' again," I answered and dropped the books back in front of him. "Look, it's really simple. I'll show you."
After explaining it about a dozen different times, I was finally able to show him just how simple it was. Then again, I had to use the few sports references that I knew to explain it, but it still worked.
"So if I replace everything that has x with the new equation, then I can figure out what y is and then replace that answer in the original, and I get x?" Puck asked.
"That's right! You've got it!" I cheered and clapped my hands before I realized that I was acting like Rachel and quickly stopped. Puck just laughed at the bright red splotches that grew on my face and I felt my face grow redder than I tomato.
"I think it's time to take a break," I muttered as I sat back up onto the couch and scooted as far to one side as I possibly could so he could sit down too. I grabbed the remote and started flipping through channels when I saw Puck grimace. "You ok?"
"Yeah, it's just my shoulder," he said as he slowly moved his arm around. "I probably just pulled something at football practise the other day. I'll be fine." Judging by the pained expression on his face, he was far from 'fine.'
"Turn around," I told him and when he did, I lightly applied pressure his shoulder blade while desperately trying to ignore the feel of his muscles under my hand. "Does this hurt?" He just shook his head no and I moved my hand to one side of the shoulder blade. "How about this?" Again, no, so I tried the other side. "This?" The sharp intake of breath told me yes. "Hang on a sec. I've got just the thing." I quickly jumped off the couch and ran to the bathroom, grabbed the small bottle of Genacol from the cabinet and a hand towel, and ran back.
"Take off your shirt."
"If you wanted me to take my clothes off, all you had to do was say so, Lexi." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his 'flirting' skills, which were about as good as a fly up against a fly swatter.
"I can't apply this to your shoulder through your shirt, Puck. Now just take off the shirt." He just grinned at me over his shoulder before unbuttoning the shirt he had on and pulled it off, leaving him sitting there in a white muscle shirt and jeans.
I ignored the new blush on my face and poured a small amount of the gold colored cream into my palm. "This may be a little cold," I told him before I started massaging it into his skin. I had never been so happy that my uncle wasn't home than at that moment. We must have looked very interesting; me sitting on my knees behind the school's biggest bad-boy and rubbing his back. The minute I was done, I nearly jumped off the couch as though I were burnt and wiped my hands off on the towel.
"Thanks," Puck smiled as he pulled his shirt back on. "What is that stuff?"
"It's called Genacol. It helps with things like arthritis or joints and muscle pains. I use to buy this stuff by the bucket load. It always helped with my legs after dancing for nearly two hours." I held the bottle out to him. "Here, take it. I still have a couple other bottles."
"Thanks," he said as he took the bottle from me, his fingers lightly brushing over mine as he did so. His eyes looked up into mine and I think we stayed like that for a few minutes before I jumped at the sound of keys in the door. I looked over my shoulder to see Uncle Will walking in with two brown paper bags in his arms.
"Hey kids," he greeted us as I walked over and grabbed one of the bags. "How's the homework coming along?"
"We pretty much finished it off, Mr. Shue," Puck answered as he gathered his books and stuffed them in his bag. "I actually gotta get going. See you tomorrow Lexi, Mr. Shue." And with that, he was gone.
"What was that about?" Uncle Will asked me as he locked the door behind him. I just shrugged my shoulders and walked into the kitchen to put everything away with my uncle closely behind me.
Well, that's chapter 4 for you. The song is "Lay All your Love On Me" from the Mamma Mia! soundtrack. I love that movie! It's so cute!
Things are heating up between Lexi and Puck! What'll happen next? Stay tuned and find out! ;)
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Nancy (aka megamatchmaker)