Chapter 10

The next morning I woke up fully intending to be nicer to Puck. I had regretting calling him a man-whore. True, Puck was a jerk and all but he really didn't deserve my meanness. I woke up and pulled on a pair of gym shorts and a tank top still going on with my façade. I was able to put on a sneaker on the good leg and pulled my hair into its regular ponytail. I wasn't going to bother with make-up. I didn't use it that much anyway. Grabbing my bag I headed downstairs like I had the day before. Sliding on my butt. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

"Good morning guys." I said hobbling into the kitchen. Mom and dad were sipping their coffee in silence. I assumed Ben and Kyle were getting ready for school upstairs. I walked over to the counter and picked up an orange and began to peel it.

"Savannah. Don't think for one minute we didn't hear what happened last night." My mom said giving me a disapproving look. My shoulders dropped a little. I had forgotten about that. Great.

"You guys heard that huh?" I sighed looking out the window wishing Puck would get here soon so I could leave.

"Yes we did young lady. You know way better than to be so cold. Noah hasn't had the best of lives or examples either. You did know that his father left him didn't you? Don't you think you could be a least a little bit compassionate? Honestly Savannah I don't understand you sometimes." Mom shook her head in disappointment. Dad wasn't far behind. He above all was the most sympathetic to stories like Puck's especially seeing he grew up the same way. It really must be tough not having a dad more so if you are a guy. Now it was making me feel even worse.

"I know mom. Trust me, I really feel bad for what I said last night. I promise I will try to be nicer to Puck today. I regretted it as soon as he left. It was wrong and I will apologize." It hurt my pride to say it but I wasn't going to deny the fact that I was in the wrong. Which I was. So I just sat content eating my orange knowing that my mom and dad were happy with my reply.

Puck was late in picking me up. So late as a matter of fact he and I had to go see the principal. That of course made me quite angry but hey, I made a promise to my parents as well as myself to try and be better so I didn't say anything. Puck hadn't said a word to me the entire time either. He was obviously still mad at me. I really didn't blame him. Then again, I did have right to be angry too. He called me a Lima Looser after all. After we got out of the principal's office Puck and I were walking down the hall silent again. I sighed.

"I might as well get this over with." I thought taking in a breath.

"Puck listen a minute," I stopped and the expression on Puck's face as he stopped as well read that he wasn't pleased to have to stand there.

"What?" He spoke coldly. I bit my lip slightly just wanting to get this moment over with.

"I just want to say I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you so many names. It was rude and quite heartless. Even though part of what I said I did mean, I still shouldn't of said it." I blurted out not really paying any heed to the fact I needed to breath. Puck's face didn't change except his eyes now showed me that he was thinking I was ridiculous.

"Really? That is what you had to say to me? What kind of dude do you take me for?" Puck shook his head angrily.

"Savannah. I tried to be nice to you but all you wanted to be was rude. I'm done, so you can apologize and not truly mean it all you want but I am not going to go along with it like some naïve loser. Homey don't play that game." And with that Puck brushed past me heading to his class. I stood in shock. Did that really just happen? Did he just get MAD at me for apologizing? Seriously? I turned indignant watching him leave with a new found disbelief in his manners.

"Ok fine. He wants to be that way then fine. Two can play at this game." I trudged into class my anger fully renewed.

From that time on Puck was late in everything. Picking me up from class, football practice, taking me home, everything. He and I were in a state of completely not caring what the other thought or did. And it was the same way for the next two school weeks. He was always late in getting me for school and he left early at night. Puck did his job, but only enough to just pass by. He put no effort into it and I put no effort into trying to interact with him. For the next two weeks life was a sad blur. Quite boring too. Jesse and I had talked every now and then but it was never for long especially seeing I had the toady. The only good thing about the two weeks was glee. I had absorbed a lot of lessons and techniques from Mr. Shuester. I really did wish I could join glee. My anonymity wouldn't last though. It was a shame. Puck however was still in his player ways and spent every waking moment with either Danica or Santana.

Mom and dad seemed upset that Puck and I weren't bonding well over the two-week period we had been together. What did they expect though? For us to bond over night? Nah, wasn't going to happen. As of right now it was Saturday the end of week 2 and Puck and I were at my house mindlessly watching the TV on complete opposite sides of the room. I had the controller and was huddled against my blanket blindly watching the screen. Puck was doing the same only he didn't have a blanket.

"I hate this show." Puck said when I stopped on "Say Yes to The Dress" I glanced at him as he rubbed his head slightly.

"Fine." I replied changing the channel to a cooking show. Puck rolled his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh flopping in his seat. I just kept on watching. I was really doing it to torture him was all. This wasn't even my favorite cook. Paula Dean just used WAY too much butter. Puck was saved by the bell when my dad walked in wiping his greasy hands off.

"Hey Noah, why don't you come and help me fix this engine? Savannah will be fine watching TV. No harm there. What do you say?" My dad smiled at Puck clearly trying to be the fatherly figure that he didn't have. Puck's eyes brightened quite a bit and he sat up happily.

"Really? That would be great thanks!" Puck stood up and left the room with my dad without even a side-glance. I yawned and flipped the TV back to "Say Yes to The Dress" I tried not to think about Puck. He was on my mind a lot though. Especially when I didn't want him there. I continued watching the TV show when the phone rang. I was fairly close to it so I just adjusted myself a little to get it. Mom was working today and the boys were playing at a friend's place.

"Hello?" I answered politely.

"Oh hi, this is Marsha White from the Sunny Hills Nursing Home. I was just calling to say that we are having a few more guests than normal and if you wouldn't mind Savannah if we could change your normal area to the main hall. The occupants here just love you and are so excited when you come. You wouldn't believe how upset they were when you had to cancel the last one." I was frozen in place. Mom didn't tell them I couldn't make it again? Why Lord? Why?

"Savannah? Are you there?" Ms. Marsha spoke and her voice was like death drums to me.

"Uh, yea I am here. That will be fine Ms. Marsha. I wouldn't want to disappoint them down there now." I answered with a dry throat. I couldn't believe this was happening. My hands started to shake and my head was light.

"That is wonderful Savannah. Well I guess we will see you tomorrow then!" and with that she hung up. I just melted into my seat. This was the end of it. Puck was finally going to find out my secret, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

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