-1So in the show they don't specify if glee club is a class that happens during school, or if they meet after school. So I just decided in this story, the glee club meets in school, and has rehearsals twice a week after school. Hope you like this chapter: )

When Quinn came into the house, Judy quickly rushed to the door.
"Quinnie, where have you been."
She was surprised her mother hadn't heard the yelling. She was sure the neighbors did.
"Outside." she answered.
Judy walked over and placed a loose hand on her daughter's soft chin.
"Why are your eyes so red."
She examined her daughters face more thoroughly.
"Quinn, what happened?"
Quinn sighed.
"Shelby came into school today...she brought Beth with her."
Judy softly gasped.
"Oh Quinnie...how could she...The nerve of that woman. Not even thinking-"
"I was fine, Mom. I actually am really thankful that she brought her."
Judy seemed shocked.
"Well..I guess all that matters is that your alright." she said with a smile that almost seemed fake.
Quinn shook her head and headed towards the stairs. When she was mid flight, she heard her mother call out to her.
"Was she...alright."
"Yeah. Shelby's done a great job...She was beautiful mom."
Her mother grinned, and Quinn turned towards her room. She was emotionally exhausted and when she collapsed on her bed, she fell asleep immediately.
When Quinn awoke, her eyes felt heavy. She saw the time on the clock and immediately got up to get ready for school.
She opened her closet and sighed at the sight on front of her. There, hanging on her closet door, was her red and white polyester shield. It was getting exhausting putting it on everyday. She loved being on the cheerios, but not for the right reasons. She loved knowing as she walked down the halls that all eyes were on her. She loved feeling protected, being certain she would never be the one to get a slushie facial when someone roamed the halls with a Big Clench cup in their hands. She loved being admired.
Now, none of it felt right. She was confused. Was it so wrong to want to be treated right?
She swiftly grabbed her uniform and got dressed. She decided against breakfast, her stomach already knots. When she went for the front door, her mother came down the stairs.
"Quinn!" She called out as she caught up to her daughter. She clasped her hands together.
"You look great, honey." she said with a smile.
Quinn knew her mother didn't understand, and she couldn't hold that against her. She simply nodded and headed towards her car.

Puck was wandering throughout the halls looking for one person; Quinn. He hadn't been able to catch up with her before first period or home room. He knew she would have to be at her locker now, seeing as how it was breaktime.
Sure enough, she was there, and it seemed like he couldn't get to her fast enough.
"Hey" he said as he reached her.
She looked up from the notebook she was writing in.
"Hey". There was no smile which cause him to worry. Was she shutting him out again? Was she mad about the things he said? He wouldn't be surprised. Even though she assured him that she wasn't upset, he had still felt guilty and had hardly slept last night.
"Look, I'm sorry about yesterday. I was way out of line."
"You got to stop saying that.". A small smile escaped her lips.
"Yesterday was good for us."
Puck's worry and guilt faded. "Us" sounded good to him.
"Yeah." he said with a smile.
She looked up again and smiled back.
"So I brought you something.". He reached into his backpack and pulled out a gray t-shirt.
"Consider it a peace offering."
She quickly put away her notebook and pen and looked at the gray fabric in his hands.
"You're going to give me your gray t-shirt as a peace offering?". She smirked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Well..uh..yeah. You wouldn't take the thing off when you were at my house, so I decided to just let you have it."
He knew it was an odd gift, but he wanted her to remember the good times they shared at his house and not just the bad. He also loved it when she wore his clothes.
"Mhhm...and what about the sweatpants?"
"What?"
"The sweatpants. I loved those, too. Wore them all the time."
Puck couldn't help but smile. He never thought having a simple, playful conversation with her could make him feel this happy.
"Sorry Babe, those are mine." He smirked at her.
He handed her the shirt and she took it hesitantly.
"Who wouldve thought Noah Puckerman would through such trouble for a girl."
He placed an arm around her shoulder and looked around as he blocked her with his body jokingly.
"And you better not tell anyone."
She laughed and jokingly pushed him away. She put the shirt in her locker and closed it. She let her hand linger on the locker door, as a thought crossed her mind.
"What if I told you I might quit the cheerios?"
She needed someone to tell her she wasn't going crazy. That thinking about quitting the cheerios was actually a rational thought. She knew it was, but the people that surrounded her would never think so. Sam had made her feel like she was a bad person for even considering it.
Puck looked at her and smiled.
"I would be freakin' stoked to see you all hot in normal clothes again."
Quinn rolled her eyes. A typical Puck answer. She began to walk away, but he grabbed her arm to stop her. He spoke in a serious tone this time.
"I'd be proud of you."
She stared into his eyes for what seemed like forever. She gave him a quick half smile before enveloping him in a hug.
He hadn't expected her to do that and it took a little while before he wrapped his arms around her.
She nestled into his chest, her hands gripped tightly around his waste. He hugged her tighter and placed his cheek on top of her head. He breathed in her sweet scent, ignoring the whispers and stares that their fellow students were directing towards them.
Hugging in school, how scandalous. Puck thought his classmates must have no lives if this was what they had to gossip about. He also didn't want them saying a bad word about Quinn either, so he broke their hug reluctantly.
"I've got to get to class, but I'll see you in glee."
She grinned and let him go.
As he walked to class, he couldn't stop thinking how incredibly good it felt to hug Quinn again. Wow, just hugging a girl was the greatest thing in the world right now. Man, he was changing.

Puck was walking into Glee when Santana stepped in front of him.
"So, Puckerman, why haven't you returned any of my texts."
"Who knew you were so desperate." he said as he tried to walk past her into the choir room. She stepped in front of him again.
"If this is because of Quinn, then it's wrong. You and me, we're the same person. We want the same things. If you change for her then you're just going to end up hating her."
"I'm changing for myself, and I don't need you and your bullshit in my way."
And with that he walked off.
She scoffed and followed him. They seemed to be the last to arrive, but Puck noticed someone was missing and that that someone was Quinn. She was never late, and he wondered if she decided to skip glee today.
He sat in an empty chair in the front row, and noticed Sam sulking on the side of him. He seemed to be dreading something, but Puck couldn't think of what it could be.
He was broken from his thoughts by a hand on his shoulder. It was Artie, who was situated on the left side of Puck.
"How ya feeling." Artie said with a smile.
Puck nodded and said "I'm doing good."
"What about Quinn? Is she coming today."
"I don't know. I thought she was."
They were interrupted by Mr. Schue.
"Alright guys let's get started."
The glee club settled down.
"So this week's assignment was-"
Quinn rushed through the door and stopped short when all eyes fell on her.
"Hi, Quinn" Mr. Schue smiled at her.
"Sorry Mr. Schuester, I was with a teacher."
He shook his head, "Don't worry about it, just sit down.". He went on with his discussion.
Quinn moved quickly and sat in a seat in the back. Sam never looked up at her, and some of the club seemed shocked she wasn't sitting near him. Even Puck looked back at her and then at Sam. Mercedes and Tina, who were sitting next to each other shared a look that seemed to say "This should be interesting."
Mr. Schuester went on, but Puck couldn't pay attention. He kept asking himself the same question. Had they actually broken up? He needed to know. He honestly just wanted to walk to the back, take a seat next to Quinn, and ask her himself. But he knew She would not appreciate that at all, so he stayed in his seat.
He found himself glancing back at Quinn more than once, and Sam didn't seemed to appreciate it.
"Why don't you do us all a favor and stop looking back there everyday five seconds. Aren't you suppose to be some kind of stud? You just look pathetic." Sam said in a loud whisper.
"Sam" Mr. Schuester interrupted them, "Do you have anything you would like to add?"
Sam crossed his hands over his chest again, and shook his head.
Puck's fist were clenched so tight that his knuckles were already turning white. Mr. Schuester saw Puck's anger, and quickly called him over. He walked him towards the door, with his hand on his back and quietly said. "Why don't you take a breather. Walk a little and then comeback." He gave Puck a reassuring smile and turned back to his students.
The rest of the club stayed in awkward silence. Mercedes turn around to face Quinn, and placed a hand on her knee with a smile. Quinn looked at her and forced a grin. Sam was taking this harder then she thought, she just wish he wouldn't act that way to Puck. It just made her all the more guilty about the break up. But then why did she want to go after Puck?
It had been 30 minutes, Puck still hadn't come back and Quinn couldn't help but wonder where he could have gone off to.
Mr. Schuester announced that they were finished and could go. Quinn lingered in her seat when she noticed Sam was making no attempt to move. She waited for everyone to leave before she made her way towards him. She sat in the seat next to him, and they sat in silence for a while.
"Puckerman? Really Quinn?"
Quinn shook her head.
"Sam, you have no idea what I went through last year... And he was there, too. I mean, I lived with him."
Sam looked down.
"Maybe I should of found out more about you and him before I fell in love with you."
"Stop it Sam. We ended things good yesterday. Don't ruin it."
He stayed quiet.
"I wanted to give you this." She took off the ring he had given her and handed it to him. He took it with a heavy sigh.
"Anybody but Puck, Quinn. He's going to hurt you."
"You don't know him. You got here six months ago." she thought, before mentally scolding herself for defending him. She was independent now. Puck would have to wait.
"I can take care of myself, Sam."
"Right" and with that he walked off.

Puck finally let go of his anger after wandering the halls for half an hour. He avoided teachers, who would threaten him to get back to class. He was tempted to blow off some steam when he saw Jacob Isreal wandering the halls with a tape recorder in his hands, but decided against stuffing the kid's face in a toilet. Just watching Jacob shrivel in fear as he walked past him, was good enough for Puck.
He heard the bell ring, and realized how long he had actually been gone. He grabbed his backpack, and began walking to his truck. When he was in the parking lot, he bumped into Finn and Rachel.
"Where did you go?" Finn asked Puck.
"Just stayed in the school."
"Noah, if I may be frank. Sam and Quinn need time. Don't go pushing it."
"Berry, I don't need your advice. I've been waiting since the day Beth was born for this, okay."
"Oh yeah, and she's going to be running to your arms now." Rachel's voice was filled with sarcasm.
"I know Quinn, and the one thing she hates is feeling like she's relying to much on someone." Finn added.
"Finn, I'm not trying to be a deuche, but I think I know Quinn better than you." annoyance etched in his voice.
Finn put his hands up as if to surrender.
"No offense guys, but I'm now going to take advice from the "perfect high school couple" cause' me and Quinn were never that. We had a baby together. Our relationships different. I'm obviously going to give her time, but that doesn't mean I'm going to stop showing her that I'm a better person now, and that I'm ready to be in a relationship with her." he looked at them and walked away to his car.
Finn and Rachel stood there speechless.
"Wow" Rachel finally spoke up.
"We're a perfect couple?" Finn asked her and she rolled her eyes and pulled him by his backpack strap to his car.
Quinn walked out to her car and saw Puck in his truck. She didn't know why, but she walked over to his truck and knocked on the window with her car keys. He jumped and she almost felt bad for scaring him.
Puck quickly got out of his car when he saw it was Quinn.
"Hey, I thought you would have left." puck told her while still getting over his scare.
"I didn't mean to scare you." she said with a smile.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing?"
"I'm fine." he replied quickly.
"Sam and I...we broke up. That's why he was so mad when he said that."
"You never told me you guys broke up. You could've warned me or something."
"Why would I need to warn you?" she said almost playfully.
He sighed and shrugged. She looked down and continued.
"Puck...I really want to be friends with you...I miss you."
He looked at her and nodded.
"I miss you, too."
They grinned at each other. She turned to go and he watched her.
"As friends, can we go see a movie or something this Friday." she heard him call out to her. She turned her head and smirked. "Maybe next Friday."
He couldn't help but smile as he got into his car and drove off.

Hope you guys enjoyed : ) Please review and tell me if you like where I am going with the story or if you have any criticisms.