A/N: TRIGGER WARNING - MENTIONS OF SELF HARM IN THIS 'EPISODE'

Blair promised to help Kurt film a video of him, Tina, and Brittany lip syncing and dancing to 'Single Ladies' but was running so late. When she finally made it to Kurt's house, she didn't even bother ringing the doorbell or anything and went right inside, darting straight for Kurt's room in the basement. "I'm so sorry I'm late! Sue had me polishing some mini antique battering ram thing and I lost track of time." Those words quickly left her mouth as she went down the stairs.

There wasn't any music playing because Kurt's father was standing in front of Kurt, Brittany, and Tina. The ladies were wearing black leotards, tights, and heels while Kurt wore a full body unitard, a flashy black glove, with a matching vest and tie. She couldn't help but feel like she'd just walked into something tensely awkward. "Am I interrupting?"

"No!" Kurt answered with a bit of a squeak before clearing his throat. "No, of course not. In fact you're just in time to be introduced to my dad." He reached out to take Blair's hand and pulled her to his side. "Blair, this is my dad. Dad, this is Blair…my girlfriend."

Mr Hummel looked at his son with a bit of a stoic expression. "Okay. Make sure you all behave yourselves down here and keep the music down, I can barely think." He headed up the stairs and paused for a moment. "Kurt, make sure you get me a ticket to your first game."

Once the upstairs door opened and closed, Blair looked at Kurt with a raised brow and crossed arms. "Girlfriend?"

"I panicked!" Kurt looked at Blair gratefully. "But thank you so much for not saying anything."

Blair shrugged in a 'whatever' fashion. "It's all good. Besides, I've always wanted to enact one of those fake epic breakup scenes."

"I love those scenes," Brittany interjected. "I could totally help you practice."

Blair didn't say anything about that because she had something else to ask Kurt. "Uhm…what game was your dad talking about?"

"F – football," Tina stuttered in reply.

Blair could fill in the blanks there. "Hold on. Your dad thinks you're playing football?" When Kurt nodded, she laughed, "What position?"

"Kicker," Kurt answered, and Brittany added in, "Because that's the smallest player on the field, right?"

Blair covered her mouth to try and hide her laughter, but was failing.

Kurt narrowed his eyes at her. "Oh be quiet and film." He took the camera off the tri-pod and handed it to her.

"Whatever you say, loser," Blair grinned and turned it on to record.

"Thanks, jerk." Kurt turned the music on a lower setting then hit play.

Blair went to Glee rehearsal early so she could talk to Kurt. He was the first one there and was sitting in the room alone on a chair in the front row. When Blair saw him like this, she just had to do something. She scurried over to him, sat on his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "How you doing, loser?" Blair said this in the sweetest voice she could muster.

"I'm feeling a bit disturbed at the moment, jerk." Kurt then made the connection. "This is to get back at me for telling my dad we're dating, isn't it?"

"Yep." Blair gave him a quick, friendly peck on the cheek then sat in the seat beside him. "So, any thought about what you're gonna do with the whole, you know, football situation?"

"I'm gonna ask Finn for a favor." That's the only idea Kurt had at the moment.

"Finn's a better bet than Liam, that's for sure." She patted his back in encouragement. "Good luck with that, loser."

Kurt nudged her shoulder with his. "Thanks a lot, jerk."

Blair got to her feet when Mr Schue and the rest of the Glee clubbers walked in. She accepted the sheet music from West Side Story. "Oooo…I like this."

"Try to hold your sarcasm until later, Blair," Mr Schue answered as he continued to hand out the parts.

"I wasn't being sarcastic. I actually love West Side Story. Any modern take on Shakespeare's works are my cup of tea." Blair leaned on the piano, saying, "You shouldn't expect the worst out of people all the time, Mr Schue. It'll give you wrinkles."

Mr Schue chuckled, "My apologies," then handed Rachel her part.

Blair tuned out Rachel's rant about not being given the solo and how it was unfair. Mr Schue proceeded to tell her that she was being unfair to Tina who might be happy about getting her first solo. She only tuned back in when she heard the door slam. "Oh, did Rachel storm out again?"

"You didn't notice?" Liam laughed.

Artie basically said what Blair was thinking. "The more Rachel storms out of practice, the less of an effect it has."

Blair pointed at Artie in a 'what he said' manner before saying to Tina, "Congrats on the solo, girl. You're gonna do great." Directed towards Mr Schue, she added in, "And no I'm not being sarcastic."

Mr Schue held up his hands in surrender because he felt he deserved that. "Alright, let's get started."

Blair wasn't about to miss Kurt's tryout for Kicker so she went to the football field and got a good seat in the midsection of the bleachers. While pulling out the carton of popcorn she made just for this occasion, Puck stood at the bottom of the bleachers and called up to her,

"What are you doing here?"

Blair answered in a snarky breathless tone, "Watching all you football asshats while eating popcorn gets me all hot and bothered." She even went as far as fanning herself before popping a piece of popcorn into her mouth.

Puck leaned on the railing and smirked. "I could think of better ways to get you hot and bothered."

Blair rolled her eyes at his reply. "Run along, Puckerman before I punch you into next week."

This didn't deter him. "You're tough. I like tough."

"Even though if I was a guy you'd have kicked my ass by now?" Blair quoted his words from the last time she tackled him.

"Which is why I'm glad you're not a dude." Puck was about to say something else to get his flirt on, but was prevented from doing so when Liam shouted out,

"Puckerman! You actually gonna get some practice in or just stand around all day?"

"Duty calls." Puck winked at Blair before sprinting over to the guys.

Blair rolled her eyes and shook her head. He had a knack for pissing her off and getting under her skin, that's for sure.

Thankfully Kurt's tryout cut into this thought process. She scooted to the edge of her seat and ate more popcorn in anticipation. Blair thought it was so Kurt to play and dance to 'Single Ladies' before kicking the football and getting it right between the goal posts. Blair jumped up and cheered, losing her popcorn in the process. "You go, loser!" She put her fingers in her mouth and let out a whistle.

Kurt waved from the field, calling back, "Thanks, jerk!"

Finn thought it was so weird that those insults were nicknames for each other but didn't say a word about it. Both Blair and Kurt were unique in their own ways and knew by now not to question it.

A few days later, Blair was at her locker and when she closed it she found Puck leaning against the row of lockers. "If you're going to throw a Slushie at me get it over with so I have a valid reason to beat you senseless."

"You know you're off limits for Slushies," Puck retorted as his eyes looked her over. "But I have another idea in mind for what I want to do to you." He was about to go on but was distracted when Blair tied her hair back and it gave him a clear view of the scars on both her arms. His expression dropped a bit when he saw those. "Whoa, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Blair eyed him a bit suspiciously. "Why?"

Puck reached out and turned her arm over so she'd get what he was talking about. "Do you still do this?"

There was just something about the tone of his voice that made her answer honestly. "No. Not that it's any of your business." Blair removed her arm from his grip and crossed them.

"If you ever feel like doing that again, you call me. I mean it." Puck was completely serious when it came to this. To prove how serious he was, he pulled a marker from his pocket and wrote his number on her locker.

Blair scoffed a bit. "What do you care?"

Once again, Puck was completely serious. "I know what can happen when someone takes that too far." He didn't say anything else about it and walked away.

Blair stood there speechless as her mind tried to process what just happened. When the ringing of the school bell finally pulled Blair from her stunned state, she went to class.

Blair sat at her usual spot on the stairs outside for lunch. Ever since the whole Acafellas point on the Glee Club's reign she'd been eating lunch with Finn and Liam there just about every day since. Finn was a no-show that lunch period but Liam came.

Liam took his usual spot on the step or two above Blair as he asked, "So, what were you and Puck talking about earlier?"

"Nothing you need to concern yourself with." Blair sipped at her cola before setting beside her on the step below.

"Puck may be my friend and teammate but he's not a great guy, Han. You can do better than Puck. Hell, I thought you hated the guy." Liam was trying pretty hard not to be jealous but he was failing.

"The heart is a strange vessel," Blair said in all seriousness, "love and hatred can exist side by side." She only lasted another second of being serious before bursting out laughing. "Couldn't help it." Blair sighed. "If you're gonna make such a big deal about it, Puck and I were talking about these." She held her arm out and put her scars on display for him. "He saw these and got all weird. Told me to call him if I ever felt like cutting myself again."

Liam honestly never even noticed her scars before and this wasn't the first time she'd worn short sleeves lately. "I had no idea."

"Not many people do. I don't even bother covering them up anymore and people still either don't notice or don't acknowledge. If I knew it'd be like that I would've stuck with short sleeves awhile ago." Blair continued on with her lunch and changed subjects. "How are dance lessons?"

Liam was surprised that she knew about those and his face said this.

"Finn told me," she chuckled a bit, "and Kurt. I can't wait until your next game." Blair grinned because it was going to be quite amusing to say the least.

Liam didn't respond to that and went back to what they were talking about before. "Are you okay?"

Blair let out a deep exhale. "I'm fine. I see a shrink once a week, I got my oddball group of friends now, and I have Glee Club. There's no need to worry about me and if you start I will kick your ass. I'm not fragile – at least not like a flower. I'm more fragile like a bomb." Blair wiggled her brows at that.

Liam didn't want to push this since it was pretty clear she didn't want to talk about it, but he had one more thing to say. "Don't call Puck if you ever feel like that again. Call me."

Blair let out another deep exhale. "I don't intend on calling either of you because I don't ever intend on it happening again."

Friday night was upon them and that meant only one thing—It was time for football! Blair was so excited to see if the dancing lessons made a difference at all and she couldn't wait to see Kurt make a field goal. Other than those two things, she really didn't care about football. Okay, that was a lie, she loved watching football. Just not so much at this school because the team sucked – no offense to Liam or Finn. As long as Blair had been at WMHS the football team hadn't won one game. There was hope now and thus her love for watching the game was back.

The game went on long. The opposing team got a touchdown but hadn't scored since and McKinley hadn't scored anything. Blair was starting to lose her hope that the game might actually be enjoyable to watch but that all changed in the last quarter. There were only a few seconds left on the clock when Finn called for a time-out. Now Blair was starting to get interested.

She scooted to the edge of her seat, awaiting for what was to come next. When the teams returned to the lineup 'Single Ladies' started playing on the speakers for all to hear. "No. Way." Blair couldn't stop herself from smiling wide and laughed in enjoyment when the McKinley High football team started dancing along in choreographed movements. "Work it!" she called out with laughter, loving every second of it.

When their dance routine came to an end, the ball was hiked to Finn who in turn threw it all the way down the field to Puck who made it to end-zone for a touchdown. Blair was one of the first to jump to her feet and cheer. "WHOO!" She put her fingers in her mouth to whistle then cheered even louder.

The game wasn't over yet – it was time for a field goal. If Kurt scored, then their team would win. Blair's body was practically shaking from the anticipation, it was awesome.

Everyone in the crowd grew silent. They all stood up with their eyes upon Kurt to see if he would get a field goal for the win. Once again, 'Single Ladies' played on the speakers while Kurt danced before kicking the ball. It went flying through the air…right between the goal posts. McKinley High School won! The crowd erupted in cheers all over again but with even more vigor than before because the team actually won.

Blair was so excited that she couldn't stop herself. She quickly left the bleachers and ran out onto the field with some of the other excited patrons. Puck was the closest person to her so she spoke to him first. "Kurt was awesome! And that touchdown? Amazing! Congrat - …" She didn't get a chance to finish her sentence because Puck kissed her right on the lips. Blair was so stunned by the action and yet felt herself kissing him back.

When Puck pulled away, Blair blinked a few times and stepped back with her hand to her mouth. All Puck said to her about his actions were, "Got sick of the playground tactics. About time I did something about it."

Blair had a wicked flashback of Tyler Lockwood saying the same thing to her when he got sick of being mean to her when he really liked her, and now here was Puck saying the same thing. "I – I have to go…" She wasn't sure what she felt in that moment, so she ran.

Liam saw this whole thing and stormed over to Puck. "What the hell do you think you're doing with her?"

Puck acted like it was no big deal. "Chill, man. You're not the only one who likes her. It's not my fault I was man enough to step up before you."

Liam grabbed Puck by the jersey and was about to punch him, but instead he threatened, "If you hurt her – and I mean ever hurt her, I'll kill you."

Puck pulled Liam's hand off with a scoff then walked off the field.

That Monday at school, Blair did everything she could to avoid Puck but he still managed to corner her at her locker. "Jesus!" she exclaimed when she closed her locker and found him standing there. Blair was really getting sick of how jumpy she was in this Reality.

"Puck, actually," he corrected with a grin. "You know, I think you've been avoiding me today just like you did after the game. I didn't think anyone was capable of getting you on edge."

"I wasn't avoiding you today or on Friday. Sue is a stickler for curfew. If I was late home then she'd have had my head." Blair walked away as quickly as she could, but he easily matched her pace.

"I find it hard to believe that you're afraid of Sue's wrath." Puck stopped walking and stood in front of her to keep her from going any further. "Look, we kissed – I kissed you and you kissed me back. I would like to do it again and I have a feeling you would like that, too."

Blair crossed her arms and looked away but he wouldn't stop looking at her. She hated how his smoldering gaze made her feel. "You'll stop throwing Slushies at anyone who's in Glee Club?"

Puck grinned because he knew he was getting somewhere. "You have my word."

Blair grumbled a bit. "Fine." She pointed her finger firmly at him. "But it's my pick, we split the bill fifty-fifty, and if you try to get your hands on me I break them. Got it?"

Puck nodded with that grin of satisfaction still upon his face. "I'll see you in Glee Club."

Blair did a double-take as he walked away. "Since when did you join Glee?" she called after him but only received a wave in return. Blair rubbed her forehead as she tried to figure out how she let what just happened happen. She didn't have much time to think about it because she had to get to class. On her way there she didn't even notice that Liam was at his locker and heard everything.

Liam slammed his locker shut and stormed down the hall. He was feeling pissed as hell, not just at the situation but at himself. If he asked Blair out sooner then Puck wouldn't have gotten the chance. Liam was more or less true to his word – if Puck hurt Blair in any way, he'd kill him. Well, perhaps he wouldn't actually kill him, but he'd make sure Puck paid dearly for it.

End Season 1 Episode 4