Puck

I was walking down the 2nd floor hallway after getting the cups when I heard Rachel and Tina talking in the women's restroom. Well, actually, Rachel was the one doing most of the talking not surprisingly.

I approached them.

"Hey," I said.

I heard a bang, then Rachel: "ow crap."

"You alrite?" Tina asked her.

"Um."

"Momentarily."

"Oh. Yeah he startled me."

"He has a name," I reminded them.

I heard rustling then Tina: "Puck?"

"Yeah. Ok if I come in?" I asked.

I wasn't all that comfortable going into a women's restroom even a dark one.

"Yeah sure," Rachel answered dismissively.

I made my way into the dark room and sat down next to a body.

"So," it was Tina's.

"Where've you been?" Rachel asked.

"In the caf, getting cups for..." I began, wracking my brain for her name.

The alcohol I'd had earlier was starting to cloud my thoughts. I knew what the blonde looked like. She hung out with Santana.

It came to me: "Brittany, who's sick. She wants cups for water."

"Oh."

Tina stood.

"I'll excuse you," she told us.

I looked in the direction from which her voice had come: "thanks hun."

Her light footsteps left the room.

"You ok?" I asked.

"No. I cut," she replied.

"Why? And didn't mean to startle you."

"Thanks. And because everyone...well. They put all their star expectations on me."

"You don't want to be the star?"

I was surprised.

"No."

"Oh."