i do not own glee sadly.

sorry for the delay enjoy (:

Chapter 7: You've Been Slushied

Rachel's POV:

Things were finally good with me and Puck, I would never be able to forgive myself if I ruined our friendship. They way he hugged me I could tell I wasn't the only one. I had woken up excited to go to school and see everyone. I was even more excited that i wouldn't have to deal with Dave.

I walked up to my locker to see once again Dave, he was holding a slushie I figured he was drinking it and not going to throw it at one of my friends.

"Yes, Dave?" I asked

"So how about that second date?" he winked instant chills down my spine.

"I told you no. I already did what you asked; now excuse me I need to get to my locker."

"Fine." Then suddenly I felt a cold mush on the top of my head it was already reaching my shirt.

"Oh my god, you jerk." I yelled

Before I know it I heard him bang against the lockers and Puck yell "You're dead."

"Aw look it's Puck the big bad boy, I'm so scared." Dave said sarcastically.

"You will be if you ever touch Rachel ever again, I mean it." He yelled.

"Fine, whatever dude." With that Dave left.

"You ok?" He turned to me.

"I am now, but my shirt is drenched."

"Go to the bathroom have the girls clean you up I have something you can borrow."

"Okay, oh and Puck.. thanks." I flashed him a simple smile.

"It was nothing." He said blushing.

Puck's POV:

I wanted to kick his face in how dare he slushie Rachel? Who does he think he is. I didn't totally kill him because I don't think Rachel is the kind of person who thinks that's manly. But if I see him later he is so dead. I reached my locker and grabbed the shirt I was getting for Rachel.

I knocked on the bathroom door and find Kurt, Tina, and Quinn rinsing Rachel's hair.

"Hey guys, I brought this." I threw my jersey over to Kurt.

"Thanks Puck." She said pulling her hair under the hand dyer. After it got a little dyer she pulled it up in a high ponytail.

"Turn Puck, so Rachel can change." We both started blushing. I turned but in the corner of my eye I saw her small perfect frame.

"Okay I'm good." I looked over and saw her wearing my jersey which fell perfectly to her knees, under it she was wearing black sweatpants that said WMHS. I guessed they were Quinn's, she over all looked cute.

"It's actually very cute, a little much on the school spirit side but still cute." Kurt said reassuring.

I couldn't stop smiling she did look really cute and I love how my name was on her so it made it clear to back off. Right above the 2 was my name "Puckerman" I could get use to that.

"So Rach why don't I walk you to English so Dave doesn't bother you." I said sweetly

"Yeah sure-"

"Hold on let me fix your makeup." Quinn said "then we can all go I have that class too."

"Perfect." Rachel said.

Rachel's POV:

I had to admit I loved the way the jersey felt, I loved the smell. It just instantly reminded me of Puck, it smelled like axe with a mix of grape slushie. It was my favorite, I loved the way it said his name.

"All set." Quinn said.

"Wow, thanks Quinn." I looked in the mirror simple eyes with red lipstick, but it went perfectly with the outfit.

"No problem, now let's go before were late." Quinn quipped.

We walked to class with a few people starring and my outfit and why i was wearing Puck's jersey.

"Hey Rach, I want you to text me if Dave every gives you problems, okay?" Puck said.

"Okay, I will, thanks for everything."

"Anytime Rach." And with that he walked away leaving a smile on my face.