I don't love this chapter, but it's mostly just necessary filler…
Rachel woke up with a headache. Other than the occasional glass of wine with dinner, she had never really drunk alcohol before. The events of last night were a little bit hazy, but Noah Puckerman dominated much of her memory. The only problem was that she couldn't quite recall what actually happened. She knew that he gave her a ride home and recalled their conversation in the car, but everything after that was a bit of a blur. Based on the aspirin bottle on her bedside table, she knew that he had been in her room. She only hoped that she didn't say or do anything embarrassing.
Since her fathers were out of town for the weekend, Rachel was alone. She decided that despite her headache, she would attempt to complete her homework and perhaps upload a new video to MySpace.
After about an hour, her plans were thwarted by an eagerly incessant ringing of her doorbell. Imagine her shock when she opened the door to find Quinn and Kurt standing there.
"Rachel, we can hardly wait. Tell us everything that happened last night."
"Okay, I'm confused. Since when do you two hang around together constantly?"
Quinn smiled as she realized that Kurt was quickly becoming a close confidante, which was something that she would've never expected. She was even more surprised last night at how much she enjoyed having the Glee kids at her party.
Kurt simply repeated, "Tell us everything."
Rachel sighed because she knew that she needed to talk to someone about this Puck situation, but she would have never anticipated that Quinn and Kurt were the people in whom she would be confiding.
"Puck drove me home and we had a lovely conversation in the car. Everything after that is a bit of a blur."
"That's it? Rachel, you've got to give us something more!"
"Okay fine. I'm having trouble figuring out whether certain events that I remember actually happened or whether they are the product of my active imagination."
"Either way", Kurt interjected, "I consider this proof that you definitely have a thing for that fine specimen of a man."
"I suppose that now that I have gotten to know Puck better, I will concede that my esteem of him has risen. Anyway, the only thing that I'm sure of about last night is that Puck gave me aspirin and put a glass of water on my bedside table before I went to sleep."
"Oh my god, he is so in love with you!"
Rachel was saved from dignifying that comment with a response by the sound of her cell phone ringing.
"Hello. Oh, hi Puck! How are you?"
"Oh my god, oh my god, they are so naming their children after us, Quinn."
Rachel hurried into the kitchen as fast as she could, rolling her eyes in the direction of her new friends.
"Not much, Berry. Um, was just calling to see how you're feeling this morning. Hungover?"
"Well, I've never been hungover before, so I'm can't be certain but I imagine that's what this headache is all about. Thanks again for the ride home and for getting me water and aspirin. I'm assuming anyway…everything after the ride home is a little hazy. I hope I didn't say or do anything too embarrassing in my room."
"Don't worry…you only showed me things that you should definitely be proud of."
Rachel wasn't quite sure what to make of Puck's comment. The words were innocent enough, but his tone was downright seductive.
Puck filled the silence. "Well anyway, Berry. I hope you're feeling better."
"Thanks, Puck. It was sweet of you to call. See you in school."
As she hung up the phone, Rachel Berry couldn't ignore the fact that was developing romantic feelings for Puck. She had come to recognize the sweet demeanor that lies underneath his tough exterior; yet liked both equally. Apparently, she was a sucker for a bad boy with a sweet side. Based on his behavior lately, she wondered whether he was developing feelings for her as well. Yet, she was hesitant to act on her feelings just in case she was reading his intentions incorrectly. She didn't want to disrupt the tentative friendship that had begun to develop between them. Reaching no conclusions about how to handle the situation, she prepared herself for the barrage of questions that would inevitably await her when she re-entered the living room. Surprisingly, Kurt and Quinn were silent on the subject and appeared to be preparing to leave.
"Before we go, Rachel, I was just wondering if you would like to have brunch with me tomorrow and maybe go shopping. I definitely need to buy some more maternity clothes."
"Sure, Quinn, that would be nice."
Suffice to say that Rachel's life certainly had changed a lot this weekend.
Up next: Rachel and Quinn go to a diner; don't worry…more Puck/Rachel interaction will occur.
