"Class lets take our seats please" Miss pillsberry says as her fifth grade students attempt to find their seats
"Hi" I hear looking to my right, there stands my desk buddy for the year and he's kind of strange looking
"Your hair is weird" i tell him, his hand immediately goes over the thin strip of hair left across his head, nodding he says "It's called a Mohawk, i thought it looked cool"
Not wanting to hurt his feelings i shrug "i like it" He smiles at me and we take our seats
"Noah, my name is Noah" i take his hand "Santana"
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And the rest, as they say in Hollywood, is history. All through school we were best friends, he was the first person I came out to and his response was classic, iconic even…..
"Noah I'm gay" he takes a second to see if I'm bullshitting but once he notices I'm definitely not, he shrugs and says "Cool man, at least now ill have some real competition". i hit his shoulder and that was that, we walked to the cafeteria and shared a chocolate shake.
It was always easy with Noah, he's so damn chill, always down for a good time but sometimes that's his downfall, he's cocky and arrogant but the girls always seemed to eat that shit up so I never said anything.
"You have the biggest lips I've ever seen!" I can't seem to contain myself, this new kid's lips are huge, bet he could swallow an entire pool with one gulp.
"Yeah, well your head looks like a hockey puck" He points at Noah who has now stopped mid chew
"Fuck you guppy lips, you lost or somethin?"
I laugh
"First day, names Sam Evans" he straightens his backpack shaking Noah's hand "Coach told me to find you, I'm going out for football"
"Cool" is all Noah says so I motion him to sit "So tell me trouty mouth, do you swallow your dates whole one the first or second date?"
We burst into laughter as he shakes his head
"Santana, Santana Lopez" i shake his hand as he nods
"You're hot santana so ill let it slide" Noah chokes on his Gatorade
"Dude, San is one of us, she's my lesbro, don't waste your time" I punch his shoulder just as the bell rings and we head our separate ways.
"Just so you know" i turn to Noah at his locker "Totally calling you Puck now"
"No! Hell no" he tries to protest but then thinks about it "You know what, yes spread that around like wildfire, the puckasaurs yeah I like that!" We high five heading to class.
The 3 of us join Glee as a dare but end up loving it, we spent the next 3 years of our high school career absolutely crushing it. We graduated top of our class and I ended up at Columbia, Puck in LA. He studied music and eventually became a big shot music producer and as for me? I decided to put my true talents to work and now I am a kickass lawyer on my way (hopefully) to become the DA.
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"San!" He yells into the phone
"Fuck puck why do you yell I'm not 80 i can hear your ass!"
"I need you in LA"
"Why, what'd you do now, Nevermind don't tell me, I can't defend you if I know you did it"
"The AMA's are next week and yours truly is being honored, I'd love to have my best friend by my side, plus…."
There it is, I knew there was more, i stopped walking to hear what he has up his sleeve
"Plus I've started dating"
That attempt at a sentence makes my eyes roll
"That ain't news Puckerman"
"No san, it's getting serious, I'm actually committed to her"
Now that has me at a loss for words, has someone actually tamed the bad boy? I can't remember the last time he dated just 1 girl?
"Who is she"
"Nope, no way San, you're not going to run a background check and whatever other voodoo you do"
I laugh, he knows me so well
"Well, when do you need me in LA?"
"I FUCKING LOVE YOU SANTANA LOPEZ!"
He chants and I laugh, he knows I wouldn't let him down, not with 15 years of friendship on our side.
Plus do you know how many hot single girls will be there?
Oh I'm definitely interested.
"I'll take care of everything, i need you here Friday, i'll have your flight and tickets taken care of"
"Noah Puckerman you sweet talking son of a bitch!" He laughs "I'll see you Friday"
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Getting time off was tricky but luckily I have my wicked ways and a shit ton of PTO, so here I am.
I love New York don't get me wrong but LA? Between the beaches and the insanely gorgeous women, I just might seriously consider moving.
"Lopez" I hear but before I can respond his big ass bear arms are crushing me
"Put me down, caveman!" I laugh as he picks up my bag
"So" I start.
"Nope! You'll meet her tomorrow tonight, right now you need to hang with your best friend"
"How is Sam" I smirk as he dramatically puts his hand over his chest "You wound me Lopez"
We joke as we head back to the hotel, he lets me know he'll come pick me up for dinner so I have a few hours to get settled and ready.
"Well?" I ask as I twirl, letting his eyes rake over my body like he always does.
But please, As if.
"I think you got hotter since I saw you last, are you working out more?"
"Excuse you, I've always been hot and as a matter of fact yes I now have a personal trainer!"
Puck decided we would do dinner first then out for drinks at some swanky club he loves and I told him no strip clubs, not this time, anyways let's see if he listens.
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Tonight I've decided to keep it simple since I have to dress up for the award show tomorrow, black jeans, my red bottom heels a band tee, black blazer and my hair is pulled into a ponytail
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"You have something dressier for the AMA's right?" He smirks and i roll my eyes
"If this is how you're gonna be I'm going back to New York" he laughs shaking his head "Lets go you look hot"
We enjoy dinner, reminiscing about old times and how everyone from Glee is doing but he's beating around the bush and I'm over it.
"Tell me about her" I ask taking a sip of my wine
He exhales running his hand through his hair "She's an actress, I met her at through a friend at one of the parties we had for one of my artists"
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Pucks Flashback
"Noah, this party is beautiful!"
"Thanks Rachel, glad you could make it, did you bring Kurt?" She shakes her head "Not this time, I brought my best friend there she is!"
I take a second to look at her and i am blown away, shes fucking gorgeous. I can't help looking her up and down, she's a little taller than Rachel, blonde with the most beautiful hazel eyes I've ever seen. She's wearing a long black dress, her hair is pulled back and the best part, she's alone. I throw on my best smirk knowing I own the place and she doesn't stand a chance.
"Noah, this is my best friend, Quinn. Quinn this is one of Kurt's oldest friends, Noah"
I reach out my hand as she smiles and I'm a goner. I'm definitely marrying this girl or at least sleeping with her…. more than once!
"Hi Noah, it's nice to meet you"
"The pleasure is all mine pretty lady"
I kiss her hand and we spend the rest of the night talking and drinking, turns out she's an actress, a damn good one at that and to which i promise to watch all of her movies if she'll agree to let me take her to dinner.
End Flashback
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"And that's was about 8 months ago"
I sit back listening to his story and can't help but smile
"Wow, you've got it bad buddy"
He nods
"When you see her you'll get why"
"I cant wait" I smile as we continue our evening.
Before I realize it's 3am and between the alcohol, the girls and the time difference I am completely exhausted. He had a few girls all over him so I decided to come back to the hotel to sleep and leave Puck to his own devices.
I thought he had changed after high school but given his profession and social status I'm not really surprised he hasn't and it has me wondering what his girlfriend thinks of this?
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The next night
AMA's
I look myself over once more and it makes me laugh, I am such a lawyer I can't help myself. Originally I was going to wear a dress but since I'm in court a lot, I don't really wear them anymore.
Instead I opted for my go to, my favorite tailored black dress pants, a crisp also tailored white blouse with suspenders, a pair of red bottom heels, my hair is curled and down. I hear a knock as i lower the music playing
"Could you not be a lawyer tonight?" He laughs entering my hotel room
"Could you be anymore cliche" i point to his outfit, it's a black and white suit
"Fuck you i look hot" he says straightening his jacket, I walk over to fix his tie
"You could look worse"
"You ready? Or do you need to speak with your client first"
"Lets go before I have you arrested for those cheesy ass lines"
We head to our limo making small talk and once we arrive he makes his entrance, loving every minute of attention. I roll my eyes then take a few pictures with him before heading inside. The award show was amazing, so many artists and famous people but
Now it's time for the after party and while he is in his element, making his rounds I sneak to the bar and right before I make my getaway….
"Santana!" Puck yells around a group of people
Shit
"Guys! This is my best friend, Santana wouldn't she be perfect?"
"Excuse me, perfect? For what exactly?"
There's a blonde to his left and a brunette to his right just eyeing me, what the hell is this?
"I'm shooting a music video in a few weeks and trying to get Quinn to do it, thought you could be her opposite, the song is an absolute BANGER!" He yells as everyone laughs
"I'd have to hear the song first puckerman"
"I'd be happy to play it for you" the brunette speaks up, quirking her eyebrow and if I wasn't interested before you better believe, I definitely am now.
"Sounds good I'm here til Monday"
Puck rolls his eyes and I'm finally free to sneak to the bar.
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"Bourbon please, neat"
"Interesting drink choice….for a woman"
"Listen asshole" I whip my head to the left ready to rip a new one into the asshole who thought they could approach me when….."I am so sorry" I apologize and she laughs "It's quite alright, I probably would have acted the same way if some rando approached me"
I gesture for her to sit and she orders a
"Dirty martini please"
"Now that's an interesting drink choice…..for a woman"
She looks over at me laughing putting her hand over mine
"Guess we're just a couple of interesting women aren't we?"
Fuck, is she flirting with me? Please don't let her be here with anyone. Please.
"Santana Lopez" I say extending my hand
"Lucy Fabray" she smiles back, we cheers our drinks sitting back down on our stools
"So" she begins "Who are you here with or are you an artist?"
I smile putting my drink down "No, nothing like that, I'm actually a lawyer but my best friend was receiving an award tonight so he asked me to come with"
"That explains the suspenders" she laughs running her hand down my suspenders before continuing "He? Oh, I see" she nods turning back to her drink "A lawyer huh? Here in LA or?"
"No, New York is my home, i'm just here for my best friend"
"What about you?" I ask but before she can answer there are two bear paws around her neck and disgusting lips attached to her cheek
"Hey babe, i see you met Santana" he says taking my drink
"Excuse you caveman" I respond, hitting his shoulder as he winks ordering me another.
"You're dating puck?" I breathe out and she looks confused
"Puck? Noah who's puck?" he laughs again
"San's called me puck since sophomore year?" He asks and i nod
"Why'd you call her Lucy? San this is Quinn"
I look at her wondering why she told me her name was Lucy
"Remember sweetie, Quinn is my middle name" she looks at me "Lucy Quinn Fabray"
And I nod, makes sense I guess but shouldn't he know this? Although Quinn sounds really….
"Hot, it's so hot in here" he says loosening his tie
"I'm going to head out Puck, after that party last night I…."
"Wait, you went to a party last night?" She butts in and he looks like a deer caught in headlights
"San wanted to go" He looks over at me for help so I nod
"Sure I did" Rolling my eyes I grab my purse
"Santana said she might do that music video I was telling you about! Maybe you'll change your mind babe" She looks at me for a second then back at him.
Fuck me this is awkward
"Lucy Q it was great to meet you, caveman I'll see you tomorrow, stay out of trouble"
I hit his shoulder then kiss his cheek as I head back to my hotel
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Grabbing a pair of ripped jeans, my chucks and Columbia sweatshirt, I throw my hair into a messy ponytail before heading down to the lobby. It's a few hours before my flight and normally we have breakfast together before I leave.
"I thought Pu…Noah was meeting me for breakfast"
"He's not in your room?" I shake my head and she nods
"Sorry pretty lady I haven't seen him since i left the party"
"Hmm…So you went to Columbia?" She points to my sweatshirt but before I can continue my phone rings.
Guess who it is
"What caveman"
"Well good morning to you too Satan"
"Very funny, is there a reason I'm at breakfast with your girlfriend and you're not?"
She looks at me before excusing herself to go to the restroom
"Puck what the fuck man are you messing around on her?"
He exhales "San it's not like that, you know how it is and the industry"
"Nope don't tell me, I can't defend you if I know you're screwing around"
"I'll talk to her later don't worry, I'm sorry I couldn't make breakfast I had an early morning, was thinking maybe we could talk more about that music video and maybe
I could come hang with you in New York soon"
They bring our food and she's back waiting to me to eat
"Puckerman I'd love to continue this interesting conversation but there's a gorgeous blonde giving me the eye, yeah you know which one" She laughs hitting my hand "She's getting a little handsy so I gotta go byeeeeee" Hanging up before he can respond and it makes me laugh
"He'll be here in about 15 minutes"
She sits back crossing her arms "And what makes you so sure?"
I laugh taking a drink of my mimosa "Trust me blondie"
We spend a few minutes talking about our days when I have a strange feeling he's here
"Just go with it" I say moving next to her, slowly putting my arm around her shoulders, her cheeks blushing slightly when I lean in to whisper in her ear…
"Move Lopez" I start laughing attempting to move but she stops me
"You can sit there Noah, Santana is staying right here"
He looks between us and I start to think my plan backfired pretty damn fast. I move my arm from around her, nodding he takes the seat on the other side of the booth
"Where were you?" She asks
"I told you I was with Sa…."
"Let me stop you right there suckerman, I already told blondie here I hadn't seen you since last night at the party, sorry"
Neither of them have said anything for about ten minutes. The tension is so damn thick, I'd order another drink but I remember I can't be drunk on my flight back so I decide to bow out and head back to pack.