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SPOV

"So wait, you don't brush your teeth?" I can't believe that Brittany has just announced that she doesn't brush her teeth. Instead of brushing, she rinses her mouth out with Dr. Pepper. I don't understand how she can always have a fresh minty breath if she doesn't brush her teeth. But she does chew a lot of gum and mints so I suppose that would help. I still can't figure out how I didn't know that. Now I know why her fridge is always full of Dr. Pepper.

"No. I told you already that I thought Dr. Pepper was a dentist, so I didn't think I would need to. Now can you please stop asking me about it because you're making me feel really stupid right now."

"Sorry Britt. I'll stop. So what time did Miss P's boyfriend want you at the dentist?"

"He told me just to come straight after school and he will see me then. Are you coming with me?"

"Sorry Britt can't. I'm heading straight over to Puck's."

"You're friends again?" Hmm well I wouldn't really call us friends, but Brittany's been wanting us to become friends again since the fight. But I don't really think we were friends in the first place. We never really hung out with each other, we would just have sex. Meaningless sex.

"Yeah I guess we are." If Brittany wants us to be friends, we can.

Maybe it could have happened sooner if others didn't get involved in the whole argument when it had nothing to do with them. For example, Rachel Berry decided to stick her big beak into it when it had nothing to do with her. Quinn ran and grassed me up to Sue about my summer surgery and Rachel freaking Berry thinks it should be me to apologise just because I slammed her to the ground. Quinn stole my head cheerleader spot, she had it coming to her. I earned that and then had it ripped out of my hands straight away. And if anybody in this world things I'm going to apologise for that, they've got another thing coming.

"Good I'm glad. Are you going to say sorry to Quinn too?"

"First of all, I didn't say sorry to anybody yet, so no I'm not going to apologise to Quinn. She should be apologising not me. I don't do apologies when I have nothing to apologise for."

"Well what if she says sorry first?"

"No." There is no way it's going to happen.

"Will you do it for me then?" What? That's not fair.

I didn't look at her and exited the school. As soon as we were out, she grabbed my arm and pulled me to a holt. I turned to see her pouting at me. That god damn pout again. I'm not going to fall for it this time. I'm going to be my strong self and not let my best friend talk me into something I don't want to do.

"Please San. Will you do it for me? I don't like it when you two fight. We're supposed to be a team. Best friends." A team? Best friends? She grassed me up. Since when do best friends do that? Truth is I've never really counted Quinn as a best friend. Sure we've had good times and got along really well, but we fight more than what get along. It's a totally different friendship to what Britt and I have. For starters we hardly ever argue, I don't call her names and I really care for her. I looked into her eyes and I could see that she was pleading me to do it. I sighed. Why do I always have to fall for it?

"Okay fine I'll talk to her, but when I say sorry, I'm not going to mean it. I'm doing this so we can all get along in Glee."

She let out a squeal and wrapped her arms around my neck squeezing me tightly. Her hugs were the best. I smiled to myself at her excitement all because I said I was going to try and make it up with Quinn.

"Thank you Sanny. Now go talk to her." Wow talk about acting fast.

"Now? I'm not going over to her house to see her."

"You don't have to." I know she's about to tell me something more because she's doing that smile where she tries to hit it by biting her lips. "She's right over there."

And there she was, rummaging through her bag to find her car keys. "Maybe tomorrow."

"Why she's just there."

"She probably just wants to get home."

"San." She placed her hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes. Sometimes I hated when she did that. It's like she's hypnotizing me into doing something. "You said you were going to talk to her. So go and do it now, where I can see and actually make sure you do it." She turned me around so I was looking in Quinn's direction. "Hey Quinn!" Someone just please kill me now. "San wants to talk to you." She pushed me forward and I still wasn't walking. "San go."

"I'm trying."

"But you're not moving. You need to move so you can get there." I could see Quinn was waiting for me to go over to her. Brittany pushed me a little further and then my legs finally started working.

I walked the little trip over to Quinn. She looked annoyed. "What do you want?"

"Bitchy much?" She scoffed at me. "Look stretch marks, I've decided to forgive you for what you did to me." That came out a little easier than I thought.

"Forgive me?" is she deaf now?

"Yes, forgive you." I plastered one of my best smiles on for her.

"I did nothing wrong. You're the one who clawed at me and then through me to the ground."

"You did nothing wrong? You lost me the head cheerleader spot. The one thing I was proud of for the first time in my life and you snatched it off me."

"Okay. Well I'm sorry for doing that to you."

"Thank you." I gave her one last smile before I turned to walk away.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"I have a date with yo baby daddy."

"What about my apology?"

Urgh seriously? I really hate saying sorry. I looked over to Brittany, she gave me a thumbs up. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for slamming you to the ground like a professional wrestler. I'm sorry I'm stronger than you and you can't handle my strength."

"Well at least it was something. Apology accepted." Yeah it better be because I'm not saying it again and more.

"Great." I gave her a quick pat on the back before I made my way back over to Brittany.

"So how did it go?"

"Fine. Can you drop me off at Puck's? It doesn't look like he was waiting for me and I can't be bothered to walk." I may be fit, healthy and strong, but when I've just had to run laps there is no way I'm walking to Puck's as well.

"Yeah I guess so. I'll pick you up to if you like?"

"Sure. Because I'll be waiting years if I ever think Noah's going to drop me off one day."

"Yeah, he's terrible with directions. And people think I'm stupid." I could hear the laughter in her voice, but I have no idea what she meant by that.

"What do you mean?"

"He can't drop you off if he doesn't know where your house is." We stopped at her car.

"But he does know where I live."

"No he doesn't. He told me. That's why he couldn't give me a ride there on the last day of the holidays." Why would she even need a ride from him? She can drive. Why didn't she just ask me to pick her up?

"He does. He's been to my house loads of times. You were there some of the times." I watched as she went into tonight. Obviously trying to think about when she had last seen him at mine. She opened her car and we both hopped in, buckling ourselves up. Safety first.

"Oh yeah, he has. Like when he brought a party from his friends to yours." I nodded. "But why did he tell me he didn't know where you lived?"

"Cause he's a lazy ass. You should have just asked me to come pick you up."

"I tried calling but you weren't answering." Well that's not like me. I don't remember having any missed calls either.

"My bad. Hold on I'm gonna ring him now and make sure he's home." I looked through my contacts until I came across his name. I held the phone to my ear and it rang a few times before he answered.

"Hello?"

"It's me. Are you home?"

"Yeah. Are you still coming over? You wanna come and jump on daddy's ride?"

"Ew that is sick. I'm not even going to answer that." Jump on daddy's ride? Was he serious? It just sounds so, so wrong.

"You want me Lopez. That's why you're on your way over here right now."

"Actually I don't want you. I want what you can give me and that's sex. Well that's when you can actually give it. I swear it hasn't grown since you were thirteen."

"Are you serious? It's freakin huge." Ha! That's what he likes to think. But I know the truth.

"Keep telling yourself that baby." I hung up the phone. I've heard enough of him for now. I'll be at his in five minutes anyway.

We sat through the rest of the car ride in silence. Occasionally singing along to the radio. We pulled up to the sidewalk outside of Puck's. "Thanks for the ride Britt. I'll text you when I'm ready to be picked up." I hopped out of the car and made my way up to the house. I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. I must have been waiting two minutes before he answered.

"So you finally made it then? I've been waiting here ages."

"Well obviously not long enough because you haven't even invited me in. It's not nice to keep a lady waiting you know."

"Oh sorry, where are my manners." He stepped aside. "Come on in."

"Whatever you don't have any manners." As soon as I heard the door closed, I was being dragged back and slammed against the front door. And god it hurt. "Ouch you prick, that hurt."

"I'm trying to be sexy." By slamming me against a door so I smack my head. Which is now hurting. I rubbed at it to try and ease the pain.

"Well if you're going to try and be sexy, at least do it where I don't get injured."

"Well I guess we'll take it upstairs then." He moved towards the staircase and I followed him up to his room. He jumped onto his bed and began removing his clothes so I did the same. I removed my cheer top and then my skirt. All Puck was left in was his boxers.

I removed my spanks and climbed under the covers. I moved so I was straddling him. He began to kiss my neck and his stubbly chin was already beginning to irritate me.

"Condom?"

"Um I kind of ran out."

"Well I'm not sleeping with you without protection. Your not getting me pregnant too."

"I won't get you pregnant, I promise. I'll just pull out before I blow my load."

"You better." I moved my hands down and pushed his boxers down, and I felt his stiff member against my bare skin. I lifted myself up a little and positioned the tip of his cock at my entrance. I slowly sat down until I was fully entered and stretched. It was a little harder to get in since I wasn't wet and couldn't slide in. He groaned in delight. I began to slide up and down on his member slowly trying to get a steady rhythm. Puck starts bucking his hips up faster and it kind of hurts like a friction burn.

"Oh god you're tight." Probably because you don't turn me on enough to make me wet.

"I thought you liked it like that." I moved my lips down to his taking his bottom one in-between mine.

"I do. I love it." He rolled us over so he was on top. He gripped at my thighs repeatedly pushing his hard member inside me. He began nipping at my neck with his teeth leaving little moans to wonder into my ears. They weren't sexy noises at all.

"Babe I think I'm gonna cum."

"What now?"

"Yeah." Well if I'd of known this was going to happen I wouldn't have wasted my time in coming over.

"But we've only just started."

"I know, but-" He pulled out of me and shot his load onto me.

"Puck! This is my new bra and you've just ruined it." I can't believe this dick. My brand new bra is stained with his cum.

"Sorry babe. I couldn't hold it any longer." Any longer? Its been ninety seconds.

"Well why don't you try coming second for a change." This is ridiculous. Why can't I ever get off? I think Brittany's the only one who has ever got me off, and done a decent job too. Wait I've just had sex with Puck and I'm thinking about Brittany and how good she is at sex. More like fantastic at it. I don't even think it's normal to think about my best friend after just having sex. I shook my head getting rid of the thoughts. I flung the covers off of me as Puck just continued to lie there on his back staring up at the ceiling. I grabbed my phone out of my bra and texted Brittany.

To Britt Britt: I'm ready when you are x

I grabbed my uniform and began to put it back on.

"Where are you going?"

"Home. When Brittany picks me up."

BPOV

I chucked my duffel bad onto the chair in my room and flopped onto my bed. I was exhausted from Cheerio's. I have been looking forward to be able to lie down on my bed since coach said we could go home. "I still can't believe Puck got himself arrested. He's so stupid." I always knew he was going to get arrested one day, but I never thought it would be this soon.

"I know. We planned to go out tonight. We planned it for like a week.." That makes me feel kind of bad for Santana. I know that her and Puck have never been on a real date, so she might have been looking forward to tonight. Except now, Puck's in juvie.

"Hey, maybe he tried to steal the ATM machine to try and pay for tonight."

"Yeah because that's every girls dream. For a man to steal an ATM just so he can buy her dinner." Yeah I guess not. Maybe it was Puck just being Puck after all. It's kind of funny if you think about it though. I remember once when I caught Lord Tubbington trying to steal money from my purse. Probably to buy his cigarettes.

"We could always go out." I'm a little tired, but if Santana wanted to go out, I would happily go with her.

She flopped down net to me on my bed. "Nah, I'm too tired." I felt her move on my bed, so I looked over to her and she was now leaning on her elbow, resting her head in her hand. "Wanna make out instead?"

Did she just say that or is my mind playing tricks on me? Because I know that sometimes it does actually do that. My mind can be so mean. "What?"

"Do you want to make out? You don't have to if you don't want to. It was just a suggestion." Okay she definitely said what I thought she did.

I smiled goofily. "Okay."

I made the first move and captured her lips. I felt her smile, which made me smile. She rolled onto her stomach and shuffled a little closer to me. She rested the top half of her body on me and pushed our lips together hard. I opened my mouth a little, and she captured my tongue, slowly sucking on it. I've never had my tongue sucked before, but it's good. I like how San does it. Like a pro. Once she released my tongue, I pushed my own tongue into her mouth. I reached my hand around to the back of her head pulling her in closer. I reached for her hair band and pulled it out, letting her hair fall free. I felt her hand slide across my covered chest and massage my left breast lightly through my cheer top. She pulled away from my lips and made an attack on my neck.

"I love your sweet lady kisses." I said giggling at the tickly feeling on my skin.

Santana pulled her face away from my neck and smiled at me, making eye contact briefly. "Uh huh. It's a nice break from all that scissoring." Scissoring? What is that?

"We should do a duet together. We should sing Melissa Etheridge's, Come To My Window." I said smiling. I had been wanting to ask her all day, but I kept getting distracted by other things. At first I thought it was going to be a terrible idea, but I would never know until I ask.

She pulled her lips away from my neck and looked up to me. She looked quite annoyed. I guess that's a no. "First of all, there's a lot of talking going on and I wants to get my mack on." She ignored my question so I know that it's definitely a no. I don't know why though. She never gives me an explanation. She really confuses me sometimes. She buried her face into my neck again.

"Well, I dunno, I just-" I was cut off by Santana sighing and sitting up turning away from me.

"And second of all, I'm not making out with you because I'm in love with you and wanna sing about making lady babies."

I rolled onto my side and leaned on my elbow. I watched as Santana began to put her hair back into a pony tail. I guess tonight's over.

"I'm only here because Puck's been in the slammer for about twelve hours now and I'm like a lizard, I need something warm beneath me or else I can't digest my food."

"But who are you going to do a duet with?"

"You'll see."

It was rubbish I know, but i just wanted to put a chapter up for you guys. Until next time...