Okay, I'll admit it. Even I hate myself for writing this chapter. I am seriously giving myself whiplash. Anyway, keep reading, and I just want you to know that in my mind as Puck said all this he was annoyed not depressed. Cuz Puck doesn't get depressed over a girl.

"Puck?" Quinn asked as she saw him making his way through the halls somewhat violently. He didn't turn. "Puck!" She repeated. He stopped and turned slowly.

"Hi Quinn." His eye were red and bloodshot, something she wasn't used to.

"Puck what is it?" She asked concerned. Her mood swings were starting to give her whiplash, for instance right now she was feeling bubbly and excited, and was a bit put out that Puck was ruining it.

"That's not my name." He said gruffly.

She was shocked. "What?"

"That's not my name." He repeated. "Puck is not my name. My name is Noah."

Shock overcame her, no one called him Noah except his family or Rachel, he beat up everyone else who tried. "I-I know that. You just never wanted me to call you that before."

"I don't want you to call me that." He said. "But that's my name."

Quinn was confused. "Puck? Are you okay? You've been distant lately. I'm worried." She pouted.

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever." He turned back around. Quinn's mood changed immediately.

"Don't just walk away from me! You're the father of my child!" She yelled after him.

He turned in mock-surprise. "Wow Quinn. You just admitted out loud. I'm surprised."

"What's that supposed to mean!?" She asked angrily, not bothering with the crowd of onlookers gathered around them.

"It means that you had a choice, it would have been Finn's. But you already knew that."

Her mouth hung open in shock. Puck had never said it quite like that. "Puck! What's going on? Why are you acting like this?"

But he kept on walking until he was out of sight. She spun around desperately, looking for refuge when she spotted Rachel; tears blotched in her eyes, staring after Puck.

This is her fault. She concluded.

***

Rachel sat in the choir room, Finn playing with her hair, trying to keep her mind of Quinn.

Finn saw the look on her face. "Rach? Why are you worried?"

"Quinn is going to kill me." She whispered. "You heard what happened today… Noah-"

Finn stopped her. "Forget about them." He said promptly. She knew Finn would get mad if she continued with this for any longer, so she gave him her best smile.

"Okay. I'll try." But she couldn't.

They talked a little until the rest of the club showed up for practice. One by one they filtered in, until almost every seat was taken, but Puck was still missing.

About five minutes into Glee he arrived, but Mr. Shue hadn't even shown yet. No one really looked at him as he made his way over to the only seat left. He didn't look good, his eye was somewhat swollen, and she wouldn't have been surprised if he had been fighting. His eyes were still red.

She glanced around the room. She, Kurt, Finn, and Puck were the only ones who had known what happened, but how long would it stay that way?

"Alight!" Mr. Shue said as he entered the room. "I'm sure you all remember when we did ballads right?" They all nodded. "Okay, well, like I said, most songs tell a story, so we are going to work on expressing that. So I want you all to think of a song that best describes how you're feeling and come up and perform it. Okay?" They all nodded again. "Anyone want to go first?"

They all glanced around, but no one had their hand raised. Rachel certainly didn't, how knows what would happen if she tried to explain her life to these people. "Anybody?" Mr. Shue asked again.

"I think Puck should go." Quinn said quietly. "Or maybe Rachel. That would be good too because then I might understand just what's going on!" They all turned to her. She just sat staring expectantly at Puck.

"You know, I would, but I can't think of any song to really describe this." He said gruffly.

Mr. Shue's eyes darted back and forth between Quinn and Puck. "Okay, maybe that one's a little too personal. How about just a song that you know by heart?" No one said anything. Mr. Shue sighed. "Okay, obviously, we've hit a block." He shook his head. "Alright, just get with your partners then."

***

It was the ninth week of the assignment, so things were getting pretty boring. Finn still had to wait for Rachel to be his partner. For now, he was with Artie.

"Hey Finn." He greeted as Finn walked over to him.

"Hey Artie," He took his chair, and glanced at Rachel, who was sitting with Tina. A sudden thought came to Finn's mind. "Hey dude, whatever happened with you and Tina? And how exactly did she magically loose her stutter?"

Artie's face hardened. "She was faking it."

Finn cocked his head. "Is that why you're mad at her?"

Artie shook his head. "No, well I'm mean yes, but I guess I forgave her." It was obvious that this was not a subject he wanted to talk about. Artie quickly changed the subject. "So, you and Rachel?"

Finn smiled. "Yeah." Artie frowned a little.

"Isn't it you know… kinda…soon?" Finn rolled his eyes. Artie shrugged, and they moved on to a new conversation.

***

Kurt sat quietly at the wheel, Rachel glancing at her phone, then at him. "Kurt, were going to be late!"

He rolled his eyes. "Calm down, I'm just taking the scenic route."

She rolled hers. "Kurt, there's nothing scenic about Lima, Ohio. Why are you driving so slowly?" But Kurt didn't say anything until the car stopped completely.

He turned to her. "What is going on with Puck?" He interrogated without warning.

But Rachel had expected this. "Honestly Kurt, if I knew I would tell you. But I don't."

"He flipped on Quinn yesterday." He said in best gossip voice.

"I know Kurt, I was there."

He grimaced at her tone. "What is up with you lately? Considering you have Finn whipped, I'd think you'd be seriously happy right now."

She didn't know what to say, so she just shrugged. The car picked up speed again, and they made their way over to McKinley.

She ran all the way to her locker. She opened it up immediately, trying desperately to make it to class on time, but stopped cold when she saw something taped to her door. Curious, she tore it off and opened the folded note, she didn't recognize the scrawl.

Meet me in the choir room at lunch.

She read it over and over on her way to class, eventually decided that it was Finn who left it there.

***

When the bell rang for lunch she skipped right past the cafeteria, she didn't feel hungry anyway. So instead she made her way through the halls into the choir room.

But as she walked through the doors her heart sank, because it was empty.

Is it a trick? She wondered desperately. But she glanced up at the clock, lunch had barley started. So she sat on the closest chair, waiting for someone to come in.

She sat quietly for a few minutes when she spotted something odd across the room. She got up slowly and made her way over to it.

It was a slushie. Or more importantly, a grape slushie.

She swung around as she heard someone walk through to doors, and her eyes met Puck who stood still, like a deer frozen in headlights.

"What the…?" He mumbled as he turned back to the door.

But just as he did, it swung closed behind him, and locked with a click.

CLIFF HANGER!!!!!!! Review, seriously, I'm basically killing myself with the itunes Top Ten list searching for music here and unless you want Rachel to start breaking out in Lady Gaga I suggest you give me some suggestions.