Hello everyone! Rachel's makeover is from season 1 when she walked into school with the black dress on. Enjoy!
Chapter 10
Puck stood near Rachel's locker the next day, waiting for her to come in. After she didn't show up after school, she texted him saying that she was busy with family stuff which left him disappointed. After dealing with a customer who wasn't too happy about the drugs he was given so he decided to pick a fight, all Puck wanted was to see Rachel. Being with her was like leaving one world and going into a completely different, less stressful world.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard whistles from guys who were standing near the door. When he saw what they were looking at, his jaw dropped.
"Rachel?" he said to himself as she walked in with Santana following as all of the guys stared. If he wasn't so distracted by her, Puck would threaten every guy that looked like they wanted to have sex with her.
Finally, Rachel walked up to him. "Hi Noah."
For a second, Puck forgot how to speak. "Uh."
"See I told you he'd be speechless," Santana smirked. "Though his vocabulary isn't big to begin with so it's not surprising."
"Shut up Satan," he glared at her before looking at Rachel. "Baby you look amazing."
Rachel looked up at him nervously. "Really? You like it?"
"Fuck yeah I like it. If we weren't standing in the middle of the hallway I would-"
"Okay cuz I don't think anyone needs to hear that," Santana told him.
The bell rang and Rachel gave Puck a smile. "I'll see you later?"
He smiled back and nodded. "Of course." As she walked away, Puck looked at Santana. "Okay what the hell just happened?"
She looked at him, confused. "What do you mean?"
"One day my girlfriend is wearing a reindeer sweater and a plaid skirt and then the next, she looks like that. What did you do?"
"Hey I didn't do anything she didn't ask for. I just suggested that maybe a makeover might help her keep you and she agreed. And before you say 'she doesn't need it, she's fine the way she is', remember the look you had on your face when you first saw her and what you said to her. Clearly, you're not against this makeover."
Without another word Santana walked away to class leaving Puck standing in the hallway, thinking.
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As she went through the day, Rachel was loving the extra attention she was getting. Boys were doing a double take when she walked by and it felt good.
Before she walked into glee, Quinn stopped her. "Okay now why is it that when I offer to give you a makeover you go into a long lecture about why makeovers are incredibly superficial?"
Rachel giggled. "Well that was before I realized how beneficial they could be. No one has made fun of me once today or coughed loser when I walked by."
"But are you comfortable? This isn't about Puck is it?"
She gave a guilty look. "I will admit, he is why I did this. I don't want to lose him to some other girl and if dressing like this is what keeps him then I'll do it."
Quinn sighed. "Rachel do you hear yourself? Since when do you change for someone else? You shouldn't need to do any of this. Puck should like you and want to be with you no matter how you dress. If he doesn't then you don't need him."
As Quinn walked away, Rachel thought about what she said before walking into glee. After she sat down, Blaine walked over to her.
"So do Dads or Sam know you came to school like this?" he smirked.
She shrugged. "Dads were in their room when I left and Sam had an early morning practice thankfully. Let me guess, you don't like it either?"
He shook his head. "I think you look great. Trying to impress someone?"
"Something like that," she replied as Mr. Schue walked in to start the lesson. She was happy that Puck liked her look but Quinn was right. This wasn't her. She wanted to look nice but she didn't want to completely change for someone who won't even leave his gang for her.
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That night, Rachel dropped down on her bed after a dinner filled with questions from her fathers and Sam about her new look. Being the only girl and youngest in the family meant that everyone would be protective and at times it felt overwhelming. Especially when she had other things on her mind.
As if on cue, there was a tap on her window. Making sure her door was locked, Rachel quickly went to open the window.
"Hey baby," Puck smiled before kissing her.
"Hi. I guess you found out about my little lie from last night," she said as they sat on her bed.
"Yeah I wish I could've seen you before I went to work but I like this surprise."
Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Work? That's what you refer to it as?"
"Well I'm getting money from it so yes it's work," he shrugged before looking at her outfit. "I can't believe Santana did this."
"Yeah she's really great. Even though she can be every bit as snarky and sex addicted as you, she's actually pretty great."
While he wanted to enjoy the benefits of Rachel's makeover, Puck knew what he needed to talk to her about. "Babe I need to ask you something."
"What?"
"Did you do this whole makeover thing to impress me?"
Rachel frowned. "Well not necessarily to impress you. It was more of a way of trying to keep you."
Puck frowned in confusion. "What are you talking about?"
"I know I'm not your usual type of girl," she looked down, embarrassed. "And I know what a huge risk it is to be with me so I just wanted to show that I appreciate it."
"Rachel I-"
"Don't tell me you like the way I dressed before better because we both know how you looked this morning when you saw me. You were speechless."
Cursing himself for being obvious about how he felt about the makeover, Puck took Rachel's hand in his and made her look at him. "Look I'd be lying if I said I didn't like this change. But I liked the way you dressed before too."
"But is it enough to keep you? We both know I'm not the girl you would typically go for."
He sighed. "You're right, you're not the usual girl I find myself attracted to but I am. I like the fact that you don't dress like everyone else and you have your own sense of style. You're beautiful, you don't need to do any of this to keep me."
"Really?"
"Trust me, if I wanted my usual type of girl I would have her. But I want you. Reindeer sweaters, knee high socks and all."
Rachel smiled as Puck leaned in and kissed her. As she deepened the kiss, she laid back on the bed and pulled Puck on top of her. When her hands started roaming under his shirt, she felt a bandage on his side and stopped.
"What's this?" she asked, lifting up his shirt to get a better look at it.
"Uh just a scratch," Puck tried to lie but Rachel peeled off part of the bandage and saw the huge scar it was covering.
"Noah what happened?" she asked, sitting up.
"I just had a little disagreement with one of our customers last night. It's no big deal."
Rachel frowned at him. "That is a big deal. This looks pretty bad, what did the guy do to you?"
Puck sighed, knowing he had to tell Rachel the truth. "Pulled a knife on me, that's all."
"That's all? Noah you could've been severely hurt or even killed. Do you not realize that?"
"It's just not a big deal to me. These type of things happen all the time so there's no reason to get all upset about it."
"Why won't you just leave?" she asked. "Is the money really worth risking your life or risk going to jail? If you weren't in the gang we'd be able to really be together. We wouldn't have to keep us a secret. I'd be able to tell my dads and they'd approve because you're not leading that lifestyle anymore and we can be together at school and-"
"Rachel stop. Yeah those things would be great but I'm not leaving the gang. I need the money and even if I wanted to, I'd probably die trying to get out."
Her heart dropped. "What do you mean?"
"I've seen cases where some guys try to leave and the rest of the gang will jump him for leaving. There are some cases where someone can leave peacefully but considering the fact that I'm about to become in charge of everything and I'm basically the boss's right hand man, I doubt they'd let me go that easily. I can't leave."
She sighed as she held onto Puck. "Just please be more careful. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"I promise I'll be careful," he said before kissing her forehead. "So are you going to keep this look? Because I'm perfectly fine with you wearing stuff like this. Although I might have to go to school and personally threaten every guy who looks at you."
Rachel giggled and shook her head. "Even though I will miss the benefits of not having anyone make fun of me, I think I'm going to go back to my regular style if that's alright with you. It's more of who I am."
"That's perfectly fine with me. We can save stuff like this for the bedroom." At the sound of the possibility of them having sex, Puck felt Rachel go tense. "Babe are you okay?"
She quickly nodded. "Yes I'm fine."
"You sure? Because I'm pretty sure I just felt you-"
"So what do you want to do now? Besides making out on my bed."
Noticing that Rachel was clearly avoiding the topic, he decided to let it go.
"Aww you took away the fun stuff," he smirked as she playfully hit him. "I'm feeling generous so want to watch a movie on your laptop? Your choice."
She smiled before getting up and picking one of her favorite musicals as Puck sat there, thinking of ways to get Rachel to talk about sex with him.
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At school the next day, Puck went and found Santana under the bleachers with Brittany.
"Puck what the hell?" she groaned. "Can you not see I'm trying to get my mack on with Brit before class starts? Unlike you I actually attend."
"I do go to class sometimes but that's not the point. I need a girl's point of view and you're sort of a girl."
"Bite me. Now tell me what the fuck you need to talk about."
"Rachel's being weird when it comes to talking about sex. I don't get it."
Santana glared at him. "Really Puck? Obviously your girl's a virgin so of course she'll be weird about talking about sex."
"Well I know she's a virgin but why is talking about it weird?"
"Maybe she's an alien," Brittany chimed in.
Santana rolled her eyes. "Think about it genius. The girl lives with two dads and two brothers. I doubt any of them have talked to her about sex especially considering the fact that only one of them is straight. You want her to talk to you about it so bad then wait. If you really think you're that irresistible then she'll want to talk to you eventually. Just keep tempting her."
Puck nodded. "Thanks Satan. You can go back to whatever the hell you two were doing."
Just as he began to walk away, the bell rang and he could hear Santana groan. "Puck I'm going to fucking kill you."
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