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Author's Note: Okay, I've been reading past chapters, and I found out I made a discontinuity error. In Chapter 2, I stated that Puck has a little sister. And since that stating a sister in that chapter was very important, I've slashed Nathan out off the story, and put Hannah instead. SO SORRY. :( *edits the previous chapter* Though I really liked a little brother for Puck instead of a sister, but oh well. Next time, I would definitely get Nathan back for Puck's sibling. *sigh* Anyway, yey! I made another update! LOL! However, I'm not really a fan of this chapter. But I hope you like it. :D Enjoy!

Author's Warning: I AM NOT GOOD IN ENGLISH. D:

A TURN

TIMELINE: FRIDAY

CHAPTER 9: SAY IT

Puck drove his car at his usual spot at the school's parking lot. He dropped off Kurt in Mercedes' house awhile ago.

"I always have clothes at her house just in case for sudden sleepovers." The fashionista said while they were on the road. Puck was smiling as he stepped out of his car. He shoved his bag over his shoulder, turned on his iPod, and started walking. He was choosing a song on his iPod when someone stood in front of him. He looked up and saw two Cheerios.

"Hey Puck." Santana said coldly. Her arms were crossed, while Brittany was at the background just looking at the former football player. The boy glanced at the blonde cheerleader first, then to Santana. Puck pulled his earphones off.

"What now, Santana?" He was edgy as of the moment. I hope Brittany didn't tell her. Puck was sure Santana would be f*cking piss if she finds out about him and Kurt. I mean, her rep would definitely go down.

"Azimio told me something." Sweat was forming on Puck's forehead. His eyes were steady on Santana, but he can see Brittany on his peripheral view. A worried expression was also on her face. She hates it when Santana fights with someone, cause that means she can't have any form of communication with that person.

"He told me you knocked Karofsky out with one blow." Santana looked at Puck's bandage fist.

"Yeah. So?" Puck said cockily.

"Well, I wonder if you can come to my house tonight." Santana offered. "You know, watch a movie or something." The brunette cheerleader smiled teasingly.

"What?" Puck was relieved. "Oh yeah sure." He replied automatically. Santana asked him over to her house so many times that he always agree without thinking. Santana smiled and turned around and walked away. Brittany stepped closer to Puck to whisper something.

"Are you sure Kurt's going to be alright with that?"

"B, come on!" Santana called her up. Before Puck can answer, Brittany was already running towards her.

Sh*t.

It was time for Math, but instead of going to the nurse's office to get some sleep, Puck went straight to the choir room. He wanted to have some time alone. Thinking how he could explain to Kurt what happened. Well, technically, there's nothing to explain to Kurt. Right? We're not really going out. He shook his head. How could he explain it to Santana? How could he explain that he's not interested anymore?

"Oh hey there, Puck! How's your fist?" Finn stepped inside the choir room. Puck just looked at him, and nodded a little. The bigger boy dropped his bag, and grabbed a chair.

"Oh, well, it's alright. What are you doing here?" Puck asked.

"Rachel's up for Mr. Schue's assignment. It's a solo, and I wanted to give her a good luck letter or something." Finn pulled out a shiny gold paper from his bag, a big star was traced on it.

Puck raised his eyebrows after seeing the paper. "Why bother? Rachel always gets a solo."

"Well," Finn reasoned out. "It's her first solo that she would sing something from her heart." The bigger boy looked at Puck, whose facial expression was still the same.

"This assignment was to showcase our voice, Finn. Not to sing something from our hearts." Puck corrected him

"Oh yeah." Finn stopped for a moment to think. "Atleast the thought counts." The bigger boy continued grabbing more materials out from his bag. Puck sighed. He remembered how he would get nervous everytime he would sing something from his heart. Puck would only sing like that to Hannah. And, accidentally, to Kurt. He went beside Finn, grabbed a scissor, and then started cutting. Finn smiled at him widely, and then went back to what he was doing.

"Since I'm helping you with these good luck stars, do you mind if you help me with my problem?" Puck said.

"Sure, why not." Finn agreed.

"Well, you see. I want to tell this girl I'm not interested, and—"

"Wait, you're not interested?" Finn snickered.

"Yeah!" Puck bellowed a little. Finn laughed even more. Puck punched him at his arm. "Dude, I'm serious!"

"Alright, alright." Finn snorted a little. "Well, just tell her then. I mean, what's gonna happen right?"

"It's Santana." Puck admitted. Finn's jaw dropped a bit. He then furrowed his eyebrows to think.

"That is tough." Finn said, still thinking. "Wait, you're not interested in Santana anymore?" The bigger kid started cheering up. He doesn't want Santana for Puck. Finn knows that they just use each other for their reputation, or for the benefits.

Puck was about to finish cutting his first star, he just nodded with a smile to Finn. Finn's face lighted up. "Who's the lucky girl then?" He nudged Puck's knee.

"Well, it's not a sure deal." It'll never be a sure deal here in Lima.

"Try me." Finn pressed on even more.

"Well…" Puck was wearing an anxious smile now. He looked at Finn. Sigh, he's my bestfriend. "It's Kurt." He blurted out.

Finn laughed once again, this time, even more loudly. Puck's smile faded. He was now staring at his former teammate. Finn was wiping his tears when he stopped. "No, seriously dude, who is it?"

"It is Kurt!"

Finn snorted this time, "It's funny on the first time, Puck."

"It's Kurt! Damn it! Kurt Hummel!" Puck said furiously. He threw the star and the scissors at the floor, got his bag, and then stormed out.

Finn just sat there astounded as he watched the doorway after Puck walked out.

Puck went straight to the football field. He sat at the benches, with his iPod on and then just watched the P.E. class going on. Finn just laughed. The boy thought. He laughed. What else if I tell everyone. He dug his face at his hands.

"Wouldn't it be dangerous for you to hang out here in the football field?" Puck looked up and saw Kurt, who was in his usual clothes now. Puck sat up.

"I know Karofsky, he would wait until his ego goes up again." Puck smirked. He went back to watching the P.E. class. He felt Kurt sat beside him. They just sat there, quietly watching what's going on the field. Puck was getting used to Kurt's presence. Though no one's talking, the silence wasn't awkward anymore.

"How would you tell someone off?" Puck asked while his eyes were still watching the freshmen do sprints. Kurt looked at him, his heart was beginning to sink. Is he talking about me? Kurt asked himself.

"Just say it." The former kicker answered honestly. Puck snickered, Finn was right. Kurt was right. Just say it. He looked at his swollen fist. Karofsky done things much worse, what else can Santana do.

"I have to go." Puck decided to find the Cheerio and just say it. He got his bag and left Kurt. The fashionista was left there, sitting. I knew it was too good to be true. Kurt assumed. He stood up, and left.

Puck spent the entire afternoon looking for Santana. He figured he could talk her during glee rehearsals, but only Brittany was there. Everyone, except Finn, sat at their usual spot. Finn sat beside him.

"Hey man, sorry about awhile ago." Finn whispered during Rachel's solo. Rachel was in front, singing. Her face was lit up because of those hanged golden stars at the choir room. She just let her eyes stare at those stars, not really looking at the other glee club members.

"What?" Puck was busy thinking on how to talk to Santana. "Oh, don't worry about it."

"No, seriously dude. If you like Kurt, it's fine. I can even help you with him." Finn said.

"Like how?"

"I dunno." Finn shrugged. "Oh! I can back you up when you tell Santana!"

Puck just looked at him. He shrugged, "Alright." Finn's face lit up and smiled.

The glee rehearsals went quite bad because Puck kept messing his tone and steps. "What wrong with you?" Artie said, he was tired wheeling around, starting from the beginning. Finn replied saying everybody has does off-days. The bigger boy looked at Puck, and then smirked. Puck just nodded.

Puck was waiting outside the car for Finn, when someone approached him. It was Kurt again.

"Hey!" Kurt chirped.

"Hey." Puck smiled.

"Well, it's Friday." Kurt said, he leaned at Puck's car. "What are you gonna do?" Kurt didn't mean to stuck his nose into Puck's plans, but he was only worried. He can't stop thinking about what Puck asked him awhile ago at the football field.

Puck can see Finn now, walking towards the car with Rachel. They stopped for awhile, kissed each other, and then Rachel left with her dads. "Ah well, Finn and I would go somewhere." Puck said as he unlocked his car.

"Hey Kurt!" Finn smirked at Kurt who just smiled back at him. The bigger kid looked at Puck. "Are you ready to go to Santana?"

"You're going to Santana?" Kurt asked. He was looking at Puck, then to Finn. His heart's beginning to break now.

"Yeah, Puck's going to te—"

"Finn! Just get inside the car!" Puck retorted to his bestfriend. Finn went around the car and got inside. Puck looked at Kurt, whose face was emotionless. "We have to go now, bye Kurt." He got inside the driver's seat and drove away.

"Why can't you just tell him our plans?" Finn asked. He looked at the side view mirror and saw Kurt, who was left again, standing there.

"I don't want him to worry or something." Puck replied. Finn looked at Puck with this face, which read "you just made it worse".

Puck sighed. "Alright, alright, I'll tell him after."

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