Potty words in this one:)
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Puck and I were talking when the whole hallway seemed to freeze. Sam walked down with a shaved head, but you could still see the pink and green colors. I held my hand up to my face, trying to hold in my laughing, but Puck didn't hold back, he doubled over laughing. Sam, trying so hard to keep a straight face walked right by us, I could tell he was pissed. A loud shrill came from the hallway. Puck looked at me and we ran to see what happened. There stood Santana Lopez, with pink dust all over her face. I guess her mouth was dry because you started to look like a lizard, sticking her tongue out. I started laughing and so did Puck. She stormed off into the bathroom and left a trail of pink powder behind her.
"That was fucking funny!" Puck said as the hallways returned to normal.
"I have to agree!" I said on our way to class, "Was that you?" Puck smirked, "It was!"
"No one and I mean no one messes with my baby mama!" Puck said.
"Really? Baby mama!" I said, walking into home-ec.
"Yes!" Puck said as we took our seats. Sam trudged into class and glared daggers at us. I smiled back like we didn't do it. A few whispers came from around us as Sam sat down next to Santana. Rachel marched in and Finn trailed after her. He took a seat next to Puck and Rachel sat in front by the teacher's desk. Then the bell rang and class began. Mrs. Brooke went on and on about teen pregnancy. I look at Puck I could tell he was uneasy, and so was I. This topic wasn't something we talked about much. I felt Puck reach down and rub my leg, trying to clam me down. I placed my hand on his and glanced at him.
"Miss. Fabray, how about you tell us on risk," Mrs. Brooke asked. She was the type of teacher who didn't care what you feel; you were going to answer the question whether you wanted to or not. Another thing that sucked about her was that you had to stand up and answer the question.
I sighed and stood up, knowing this would be the talk of the school, "Teenage mothers are less likely to gain adequate weight during their pregnancy, leading to low birth weight. Low birth weight is associated with several infant and childhood disorders and a higher rate of infant mortality. Low-birth weight babies are more likely to have organs that are not fully developed, which can result in complications, such as bleeding in the brain, respiratory distress syndrome, and intestinal problems." And sat back down again. She called on some other kids, but they had no clue what they were talking about. Then she called on Puck.
He stood up and looked at me and then at the teacher, "Teenage mothers receive regular prenatal care less often than older women. Prenatal care is essential for monitoring the growth of the fetus and the health of the mother. During prenatal care, medical professionals provide important information about good nutrition and about other ways to ensure a healthy pregnancy. According to the American Medical Association, AMA, babies born to women who do not have regular prenatal care are 4 times more likely to die before the age of 1 year. But I know that would not happen with Quinn and I if we kept Beth." And he sat back down again. He really showed the class. I wanted to hug him right then and there. I patted his knee and Mrs. Brooke collected herself and the bell rang. We were the first people out.
"How did you know all that stuff?" I asked as we walked to Spanish.
"I can read ya know," Puck said looking at his shoes. I could tell he was nervous. See the thing about Puck is that after awhile of knowing him, you can what he is feeling without him telling you.
"Tell me Puck," I said.
He sighed and quickly glanced up at me, and then back at his shoes, "When I found out you were preggo with my baby, not Finn's, I went out and bought a bunch of books and read like mad. My mom thought I was sick or some'in. She could really careless about the fact I was ready how to take care of a baby books and stuff like that. I did lots of research and even started saving money. But then you said 'I want to do this on my one' thing and I just kind of stopped. Then when you needed a place to stay, I was really hoping we would keep her."
I was very shocked that Puck opened up to me like that. Yes, he did it in the past, but never in school. "Puck when I said that I was just mad at Berry for hurting Finn and the rest of Glee club. I should have told him. But you know Rachel." I smiled as Sam walked by; he just looked at me like he was going to poke my eyes out of a pencil. But I knew Puck would kill him before he could get to me.
"So it had nothing to do with me?" He asked.
I took his hand in mine and started swinging it, "For the most part, no."
"Ok good," Puck's mood changed and I could feel it. "How mad do you think Sam is?"
I laughed, "He might kill someone. His hair is very important to him."
"I can see that," Pick nodded as we walked into the classroom and Sam was rubbing his head. To me, Sam looked like a guy who just had his balls cut off. Puck and I sat next to each other. Santana walked by the classroom and you could still she her face was pink from the little prank Puck had pulls earlier. The rest of the day, was good. Then came lunch. I was happy to finally sit-down and relax with Mercedes and Finn and Puck. Rachel was off trying to do good. Which she wasn't at all, she was slushied once today and was almost asking for another. Artie wheeled off and Brittany skipped behind him.
"Ready for the big game?" Finn asked, glancing up from his lunch.
"We are going to kick some ass!" Puck punched the air with his fist.
"Are you going?" Mercedes asked me.
"To cheer on Puck?" I asked with a small smile, "Then yes." Puck reached across the table and tried to steel some of Mercedes' tots, but she slapped his hand away.
"Are we going to make a daily habit of this Puckerman?" She asked.
"Yep," Puck said cheerfully and tried again to steal some more tots.
Ben appeared behind Finn and spoke really fast, "Did you hear? Sam is gay!" And he darted away, most likely trying to make sure he didn't meet Puck's fists.
"Sam? Gay?" Artie asked with wide eyes.
"When Kurt said he was leaving, I thought Sam was going to cry," I said.
"I thought he had balls," Brittany piped up. We all looked at her.
"Babe, just because your gay, doesn't mean you don have balls," Artie said.
"So wait, if your lez, does that mean you don't have a vajj?" Brittany asked, her eyes getting wide.
Artie sighed. Mercedes smiled, "No, that's not how it works."
"Oh ok!" Brittany said and went back to eating her lunch. I felt bad for Artie some times, his girlfriend is dumber then a rock. But love is blind I guess.
"Anyway, it might be true," Finn shrugged.
"Yeah, one of us should go talk to him," Rachel popped out of thin air.
"Shit!" Puck cursed under his breath.
"Noah! We are in school! You shouldn't be using those words! They are very bad!" Rachel started to rant about curse words.
"I vote Rachel should go talk to Sam!" Mercedes talked over Rachel.
"Ok!" And she bounced off to find Sam.
"Dude, how did you date her?" Puck asked, shaking his head.
"You had sex with her!" Finn shot back. I just sighed.
"For the record, we made out. THEN I knew I couldn't go any father because of what happened with Quinn. I couldn't do that to you again!" Puck said throwing a tot at him. I flinched w little of memory of what happened.
"So the game!" Artie said, trying to make Puck and Finn to think about something else. And I was grateful for that.