Author's Note: By final, I meant final chapter of this episode. There will be more to come once my muse decides to come back. I really forced this one out because I felt bad not posting. But, I figured I'd give you a heads up that my muse isn't cooperating with this particular fic. I will finish once it stops being a pain in the butt. I do have inspiration for other fics, so I suppose you can check in for them. :) I hope you enjoy this last chapter till my inspiration comes back.
Episode One, Chapter Six
Alex's POV
I had over heard Rachel speaking with the guidance counselor. I didn't know that she would misinterpret my helping her. I didn't mean to make her feel unwanted. I mean, I didn't exactly grow a liking to her myself, but I didn't want her to feel like everyone else didn't like her.
I had to fix it. I had to boost her confidence in herself. I wasn't sure how. Without magic, I really don't know how to fix anything.
On my way to Glee, I was grabbed by my shoulder. I spun around to find Sue. "Oh, it's you," I moaned.
Luckily, she ignored my disgust in seeing her. "How tearing down the Glee brats?"
I had completely forgot to betray them. Crap. "I'm still working on it, Sue," I said, even though I really didn't want to tear down the one place I felt really…wanted.
"How are you going to go about this?"
I thought for a moment. "I'll just make them think I'm the best, then I'll abandon them."
"Good, good," she said. "Give them hope and take it back. I love it."
I was slightly shocked that she liked my idea, but at the same time. It made sense. "Yeah, of course."
"Get cracking, Rodriguez!"
"Russo."
"Whatever." She walked back to her office. I shook my head. I better get to making them think I'm the best.
Of course, that interferes with making Rachel feel better. Why me? Why do I have to do all of this work?
I walked to class and took my seat. Puck was sitting on a stool with a acoustic guitar.
Mr. Schue stood up. "Puck wanted to end the week with one last Joan Jett song."
"This one really spoke to me lately," Puck added.
He began to strum the guitar. Immediately I recognized it.
Ah, now I don't hardly know her
But I think I can love her
Crimson and clover
He looked right my way. My body tensed.
Ah, now when she comes walking over
Yeah, I've been waiting to show her
Crimson and clover, over and over
I could feel my face heat up, I wondered if people were staring at me, but I really didn't want to know.
Yeah, my, my such a sweet thing
I wanna do everything
What a beautiful feeling
Crimson and clover, over and over
I could take it. I stood up and ran out of the classroom. It was for three reasons. One, it was embarrassing. Two, he was lying, he just want to sleep with me. And three, despite number two, I was touched by him singing it to me.
As I ran to my locker to gather my things, I heard footsteps behind me. Great. I tried to hold back my tears. I was crying for one reason. Mason. My newfound feelings for Puck made me feel like I was betraying him.
"What's wrong?" I heard Puck's soothing voice. "Was it me?"
"NO!" I yelled a bit louder than intended. "No. Just…go away."
"What's wrong? Talk to me."
"Why should I?" I asked as I turned to him. "You don't care. You only want to get in my pants."
"I did, at first," he said. "But…"
"But now you have feelings for me?"
"Well, yeah."
I pushed passed him to the exit. He grabbed my arm and twisted me around, pulling me into a kiss, but I stopped it right before our lips touched. "No!" I hit him with my backpack. "Stay away from me."
I turned back to the exit and walked to Justin's car. When I got there, he was waiting for me. I ran to him and buried my head his chest. "Is it wrong?"
He was quiet for a second. "Is what wrong?"
"That I like Puck, even though I love Mason?"
He was quiet.
I pulled away from him. "Well?"
"It's wrong to like Puck, period. But to like someone other than Mason…I don't think you're doing anything wrong."
I nodded.
"But that's not me saying to go run back to Puckerman."
I put my head back in his chest. "Why do men have to be so damn charming?"
Once I got home, I really realized how much I had on my plate. Hiding from the Wizard Patrol, making Sue happy, making Rachel feel better, all of that and avoiding Puck.
Life was just…great. Just really fantastic. I stayed up last that night trying to come up with ways to fix everything. Alas, I failed. There was no way I was going to fix this. Fix anything. I was really screwed.
