AN: To you lovely readers and followers...i'm still hanging in there, my muse is being fickle right now has been whispering nonstop about a twilight/vd crossover, had to threaten my muse with adderal to get her to focus... . Sooo she didn't listen and began seducing me with Pitch Perfect works as well... *Sigh* That and having back surgery didn't help with keeping on top of this so I do apologize for the delay. I have posted some other works in the PP fandom if you enjoy my writing. Oh and for those of you following Forever 18, I am working on it still, the original works were misplaced for the longest time but have been found and currently back on track once again.

Stay Sexy lovelies and enjoy.

Ray was starving by the time the bell rang signalling it was lunch. He was thankful that Judy had packed him the leftovers from his dinner the night before. He had felt horrible that he had been unable to eat much as it was a delicious meal. He sat at his usual table and pulled out his packed lunch and began to eat as if his life depended on it. He had gotten an order of tater tots as well and was happily munching on them when Puck tried to steal one, Ray cracked Puck's knuckles with his fork and glared at him.

"Get your own Noah." Ray growled out as his friend pouted at him.

"Damn Jewbro that actually hurt."

"You know better than to try and steal food from me Noah. Besides if I let you take just one you will end up eating half my fucking order. You've done it multiple times." Ray stared at his friend pointedly.

"... I don't have lunch money this week bro." Puck began quietly feeling shame. "My ma was behind on our bills so what I had left saved covered the outstanding and I gave us a cushion for at least two months. My piece of shit old man took money out of the account again. I keep telling her to change the access but she won't listen to me." Ray didn't say anything, he let his oldest friend rant. "And now I have no money to get Sarah any Hanukkah gifts, again. It never fails. If it was just ma and I, I would have moved into your place already, but I can't leave Sarah."

Ray had covertly grabbed his wallet and folded the cash he had in to small square, roughly 40 bucks. He slapped Pucks hand like he was giving him a low five and dropped the money into his friends hand. "Go get some lunch Noah. After school you are coming over and we will figure this mess out. Alright?" Puck looked down at his hand and back up at his friend with such gratitude and raw emotion it was hard to see on the self proclaimed badass' face but Ray understood what it had cost his friend to admit he needed help, instead of just scaring a few freshmen and av nerds into forking over their lunch money. "You're not charity Noah, not to me, not ever, you're my family. Remember that. Go get some food and grab me a Gatorade please." Ray whispered to his friend. Ray watched as Noah composed himself and became Puck once again and nodded his head in satisfaction that he could temporarily cheer him up. Now Ray just had to figure out how to tell his oldest friend that he had opened an account and dumped 100K in it for Noah's college tuition if needed, from what Hiram and LeRoy and left him. He had done the same for Brittany as well. He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice when the table filled up with the other Gleeks and the UnHoly Trinity. Ray had just moments ago finished eating his lunch when he lightly hissed in pain when another student fell into him as one of the Rugby players shoved the smaller student for not moving fast enough. Ray was still in a mood from earlier and turned around glaring. He helped the small freshman to his feet while glaring at the other jock.

"The fuck is your problem Smith? Your dick and balls so goddamn small that you need to pick on someone who is younger and smaller than you just to feel like a man? Or are you Jealous that a 14 year old is 'bigger' than you and he has barely started puberty?"

The cafeteria went silent at Ray's words as the student body watched they Rugby player flush red in embarrassment and anger. Brittany was helping the small freshman to a seat at their table and the rest of the table shared some of their lunch with young man as he had dropped his tray when he was shoved.

"Shut up you faggot. Don't be talking about my junk like you have seen it."

Ray laughed at the slur making the other jock flush a darker shade of red.

"Faggot? Really Smith? You forget who I'm dating? Besides obviously I haven't seen your junk as we don't play the same sports of have gym at the same time," Ray paused when he saw the jock nod in satisfaction before going for the kill "But I do know which Cheerios and Baby Cheerios that have seen how pathetic you are and they like to talk. Girls talk in the locker rooms too you idiot and what they have to say about you is not kind, is it San?"

"Does this look familiar Smith?" Santana asked as she held up a baby carrot. "Maybe not as this carrot looks bigger."

Laughter could be heard from the cheerleaders as well as a few "Yeah it is." could be heard from a few of the baby cheerios. Ray watched as the rugby player clenched his fists in anger he made a mental note to casually mention that a locker check should be done for steroids as well as a piss test as he had his suspicions about a few of the rugby and hockey players.

"You never did answer my question Smith." Ray goaded the other jock. He saw the tell and caught the fist thrown at his face before anyone else had registered that a punch had been thrown. "You really don't want to get into it with me Smith. I'm the one who fucked up Karofsky and Azimiov. You come at me and I'll end your Rugby career before you even get started." Ray quietly threatened before continuing in a louder voice so it would be carried through the cafeteria. "I'm sick and tired of the bullying that takes place here. It's sad and pathetic and anyone who participates in it is sad and pathetic. It stops now. If you have beef with another sport so be it but for god sake leave the rest out of it the student body out of it. It's hard enough for some being nerds, geeks and weirdos without you assholes adding to it everyday. If I hear of any jocks targeting anyone outside of the sports teams you will regret it."

"What are you going to do? Beat everyone up?" Smith scoffed at Ray.

"I don't have to lay a single finger on anyone. All you morons who bully only seem to care about one thing and that is your popularity. Take away your popularity and you have nothing. That's easy enough to do. And before you ask, yes it can be done without running to my Aunt."

Ray shoved the taller jock away from him. "Don't test me not even for a moment, you will lose."

Just then Ray's phone rang and after checking the ID he answered in Italian. He listened to what was said on the other end before responding, clearly agitated by what was said. He waited a few more moments as who ever was on the other end continued and Ray pinched the bridge of his nose sighing in defeat and agreed to what was said and promptly ended the call.

"What was that about babe?" Quinn asked softly as she could feel the rage rolling off the quarterback in waves.

"Well I need to go talk to my Aunt and then in the next 24 hours I have to fly out to Italy." Ray replied, his voice is a little more than a growl reflecting just how angry and agitated he was.

"Why Italy?" Britt asked her best friend softly.

"Seems even though I have been emancipated, I was listed as next of kin and the ICE contact."

"Was?" Quinn asked picking up the use of the past tense.

"Yeah. Seems I'm needed to confirm the identification of two bodies. Apparently the Berry men have met an untimely demise."