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Heyyyy! Here is the Joe chatper written by Zemmamma777

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Joe's POV

Break was the usual thing at McKinley High: couples making out at their lockers, jocks tossing a football around, that kind of thing. Of course, with all that going on, it also made it practically impossible to find someone if you're looking for them.

I don't really know Noah Puckerman all that well except through Glee. They guy's a punk, but I really did need to talk to him about the one thing he has a reputation for, besides violence and overall hooliganism: girls.

I had a bit of a problem: my feelings for one Quinn Fabray. Either I had to find a way to quash those feelings, or I had to get some training on how to act on them. The former's easier said than done, so that brings me to the latter, and why I specifically needed 'Puck' to help me. He may be vulgar, crude, and overall inappropriate, but he knew his way with the female gender.

After several minutes of walking the halls and scanning the crowd, I finally spotted the distinctive mohawk.

"Hey, Puck!" I called out, rushing up to him as he grabbed a book from his locker, looking at me, puzzled.

"Teen Jesus, what can the Puckasaurus do for you on this fine day?" he asked, an eyebrow quirked.

"I'm having some… girl troubles, and I was hoping you'd-" I started, before he clamped a hand over my mouth and shushed me.

"Not here!" he exclaimed vehemently, looking around. "After school, choir room," he added in a dead-serious tone, then, seeing all the looks we were getting, called out: "No worries! Just practicing a little thing for a Youtube video!"

I came back to the school after dropping Quinn off at her house, going into the choir room as Puck had told me to. When I walked in, all the guys of New Directions were sitting in the risers, save for Artie, who was in his usual spot in the front row.

"Joseph Hart, welcome to the New Directions Brotherhood!" Puck said, and there was some cheers from the others.

"Umm, that kind of sounds like something in a book, where everyone would be sitting there in the pitch dark with like monk habits and everything," I said.

Puck chuckled a little nervously.

"Yeah, Puck actually wanted to do just that, but the rest of us vetoed it," Artie said matter-of-factly.

"Hey! It's a good idea!" Puck replied, outraged.

Finn patted him on the shoulder, "Next time, bro."

I had a seat on the piano bench.

"I have one important question for you, Joe, before we get started," Puck said, getting up from his chair in the third row and slowly descending to within a few feet of me. "What do you feel when you think of one Lucy Quinn Fabray?"

"Wait, her first name's Lucy?" I asked, perplexed.

"Don't dodge the question!" Puck said loudly.

"What do I feel when I think of her?" I repeated, and Puck nodded. I thought about it for a moment. "I feel love, my heart skips every time I see her, she means everything to me, and whenever I used to try and picture my wedding day, it was always the same down to every detail, except I could never see the bride's face. I can now. Quinn's the love of my life, I know it. I know she's the first girl I've fallen in love with, but I know that there's no other girl for me. I look at other girls, I don't feel the slightest longing in any way for them. Quinn has all my love, and that's how I want it to be," I finished, realizing how truly in love with the blonde angel I was.

"Good, then we-your Glee bros- are here to help," Puck said, giving me a pat on the arm. "Between when classes ended and you got here, we devised your plan of action."

He walked up to the white board and began writing the steps out, as well as little points here and there.

"So, you've already done Step 1: sing her a song. Next, with Step 2: you gotta ask her to hang out, this will be your date. Now, we've gone through a list of things you two could do that would be fun, romantic, and that cooperates with her current mobility issue: there's always the good-old movie ploy, you could bring her to a public park for a picnic, or take her to the closest bookstore/coffeeshop combo. Those are the best options we collectively agreed on."

"You know what? What if I do all three? A kind of mega-date," I suggested.

There was a pause.

"AND NONE OF YOU GUYS THOUGHT ABOUT THAT IDEA?" Puck shouted at the others.

"It's all cool, Puck," I laughed.

Puck composed himself, "Alright, so, at the end of the night, when you say goodbye, go for it: the kiss. We'll leave it up to you how you're going to go about it, whether it's giving her a hug, pulling away a little bit, then go in for it, or whatever you choose, just go for it. Sam here tried to go for a premature kiss and he ended up dating her, so no worries!"

I nodded.

"Then, once you get home, text her saying something to the effect of 'had an awesome time, thanks so much!', and then, if you left her with the kiss, just formally ask her out, because you can never be sure whether kissing will automatically get that question out of the way. The rest from there is in the hands of any and every deity known to living beings."

"Thanks guys, I really appreciate this," I said, clasping my hands together in a thanking gesture to them.

I was walking out when Puck called me back.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Got get her, bro!" he said, which I smiled to.

Once I got home, I fired off a text to Quinn.

'Hey Q, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out Sunday, after church? :D'

She replied a minute later.

'Joey! Yeah, sure, what did you have in mind? :)'

I texted her back my plan.

'Well, I was thinking a little picnic in the park down the street, then go to the bookstore to grab some coffee and look at some books, and finally catching a movie, what do you think? :D'

I sat there, waiting anxiously with my phone screen-down on my chest, waiting for it to vibrate. When it finally did, I unlocked it with shaking hands to see her reply.

'Sure! That sounds awesome! :D What movie did you want to see?'

Phew, what a relief! I texted her back.

'Your choice! Too bad they aren't playing High School Musical! :('

She replied two minutes later.

'Thank God they aren't playing High School Musical! :P I'll see you at church, then?'

I smiled and fired off the last message.

'Yeah, see ya! :D'

I punched the air in triumph, even letting out a little "Yes!", then it dawned on me how nervous I am now and am going to be for the date in two days' time.

Yikes!

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There we go! A date awaits! :) Keep on shipping Fabhart/Jinn/Quoe!