Sigh. That's probably what I've been doing for the last 20 minutes in detention. Detention. You heard it right I, Rachel Barbara Berry, am in detention. Thanks to none other than Noah Puckerman, of course. It's just the third day of the week of the punishment and I'm already a bad Jew.

Noah's been nothing but insufferable since he won the bet. He's been asking me to get him this, get him that even if his fully capable of doing it by himself, I am fully aware that he won the bet and that I am the one that has to face the consequences of losing, but it's getting rather irritating. He's got me to do his errands for him and to get him his daily morning slushee.

But the reason he got us both in detention was a complete accident (but I'm still blaming him for it).

See I was just casually walking down the hallway to Noah's locker with two grape Slushees, one for me and one for Noah, when I tripped on a backpack that has been thrown by someone, probably a footballer bullying a freshmen, and the Slushee went flying from my right hand to land right on Veronica McKnight's Cheerio top. A loud shriek came from the Cheerio and suddenly every student in the hallway was staring at us and Jacob already had his camera out.

"OH MY GOD! Look at what you did!" Veronica yelled, angry flames dancing in her eyes.

"I- I didn't mea-"I tried to reason but I was suddenly cut off by her boyfriend, Azimio.

"What the hell?" Azimio screamed.

"It was an accident!" I said defensively.

"No it wasn't! She Slusheed me! I wasn't doing anything then she Slusheed me!" Veronica said.

"Oh hell no! No girlfriend of mine is gonna get Slusheed by a freak, I'm thinking a twenty-four-hour port-o-potty." He said while stepping closer and I stepped back a couple of feet when I bumped into a very muscular chest.

"Do we have a problem?" I heard Noah's voice behind me. I turned around and looked up at him.

"It was an accident." I whispered.

"I know baby, I'll take care of it." He whispered back in a soft voice with a small smile. He gently placed me behind him and turned back to Azimio, his small smile disappearing and replacing it with a serious look.

"So? Do we have a problem?" Noah asked again with a glare.

"Yeah we do have a problem, 'cause that little slut of yours just Slusheed my girl." Azimio replied crossing his arms across his chest and leveling Noah's glare.

"Rachel is not a slut." Noah said his hands balled in fists. I touched his arm lightly trying to calm him down.

"Oh really? First she did Hudson, then St. James and now you? Sounds like our usual slut to me." He continued. Noah's right hand reached out something from me when I realized he was talking about the Slushee, I looked up at him but he's still sending daggers at Azimio, I hesitantly took the lid of the cup off and handed him the Slushee. Noah Slusheed Azimio, and in a blink of an eye Azimio was tackling Noah to the ground. Fists were flying; punches were thrown everywhere, the grape slushee all over the floor.

I started yelling at them to stop but Veronica started pulling on my hair.

"Don't think I'm done with you, Man Hands. You can save your pathetic Lima Loser boyfriend later but right now I'm gonna rip your head off of your midget body." She said in my ear while holding me by my hair. I managed to get out of her death grip, by elbowing her on the ribs and our earlier position was reversed. The crowd that started forming around us gasped at the sudden changed of places and I noticed that Noah and Azimio stopped fighting to look at us, the hallway was quiet you can even hear a pin drop. I yanked her hair closer to me so that I can whisper in her ear while she whimpered.

"Noah is NOT a Lima Loser. So if I ever hear you call him that, I am gonna rip your pretty little head off, you hear me?" I whispered in her ear, but because of the quietness everyone still heard it.

"I'm not scared of you." Veronica said trying to sound brave but failing.

"Well you should be. Because Santana Lopez has an evil mind and is my best friend and Mike Chang is a ninja and he's Noah's best friend. And one of my fellow glee clubber's uncle just got out of prison. For murder." I whispered the last part slowly in her ear and I can feel her shiver. "So we can literally make you disappear without anyone noticing." I continued.

I looked over at Noah and saw him smirking proudly at me; I copied his smirk with a shrug. I suddenly dropped my smirk when I saw Azimio is going to throw another punch at Noah.

"Noah watch out!" I yelled at him. Just as he turned around he met Azimio's fist. I let go of Veronica's hair and put my hand on my mouth as I watched Azimio punch Noah repeatedly on the ground. Thankfully Noah caught him of guard and threw a powerful punch he took the opportunity to turn them around so that he was sitting on a lying Azimio while punching him repeatedly. Veronica started pulling at my hair again and I started going for her hair too. She tackled me to the ground and stared hitting me. I started to fight back.

When we heard the sharp blow of the whistle, the four of us froze.

"What is happening here?" Coach Beiste barked out. The four of us started talking together defending ourselves when another blow of the whistle cut us of again. I raised my hand and when Coach Beiste nodded I stepped forward and started to talk. After my explanation, Coach Beiste shook her head and sends the four of us to the Principal's Office. When we got there, Coach Beiste explained to Principal Figgins. Then he came to a decision to give us detention.

And that's why I ended up in detention, sitting next to Noah with Azimio and Veronica at the other side of the room.

"Does it hurt?" I asked Noah, who is holding an ice pack against left eye.

"No worries babe, m'used to it." He replied with a lazy grin.

"Why did you Slushee him Noah?" I asked while taking the ice pack and pressing it to his left eye, causing him to wince.

"He called you a slut." He said his eyes darkening.

"Violence isn't the answer to anything Noah." I said with a sigh.

"He threw the first punch!" He whisper-yelled careful not to wake Mr. Goodman up, who's fallen asleep while reading a book.

"You Slusheed him." I said pointedly.

"'Cause he called you a slut. Shouldn't you be thanking me right now, for defending you honor or some sappy shit like that?"

"You're right, I'm sorry Noah and thank you for defending my honor." I smiled at him.

"That's more like it." He said with a smirk.

After a few moments of silence he asked.

"How 'bout you? Why'd you decide to go all ninja on Veronica's ass?" With a tone of amusement

"Because she called you a Lima Loser and she has no right to call you that." I answered with a shrug. Another moment of silence passed while I kept pressing the ice pack at his left eye.

"She's right though." He said while staring at the desk.

"About what?" I asked absentmindedly.

"Me being a Lima Loser." He said. I immediately placed the ice pack on the desk.

"Noah." I said getting ready to start a rant about why he's not a Lima Loser.

"No. You – you're going to places Rach. You're going to New York and blow minds off with you're amazing voice. You're going to be a star, you're gonna win a load of Tonys that the other stars would eventually stop trying to beat you, 'cause they won't you'd out shine all of them. And me?" he said with a bitter laugh. "I'm gonna be stuck here, running my pool business." He finished looking at me in the eyes.

"No. You aren't a Lima Loser. Do you know why?" When Noah didn't say anything I continued."Because you're Noah Puckerman, a very talented musician and I can help you bring your grades up, and you can apply for a music scholarship at NYU. WE would conquer New York together Noah; because there is no way that I am going to New York without you. We can do this Noah, trust me." I said in an assuring tone.

"You forgot that I'm a badass babe." He replied with a genuine smile. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes Noah, also because you're a badass." I said returning the smile.

"Thanks. For you know, everything." He said.

"You're always welcome Noah." I replied.

"Does it hurt?" He asked taking my right arm.

"No Noah, I'm perfectly fine, it's just a scratch." I said. He nodded he's head and lets go of my arm.

"That was so hot by the way." He said smirking.

"What?" I asked.

"The catfight." He said with a shrug.

"How is that hot?" I asked.

"Because I like my woman feisty." He leaned in and whispered in my ear. I ducked my head and let my hair cover my blushing face. When I felt him shift back to his original position, I relaxed.

"Ass-sistant badass." He suddenly said. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He looked at me and said.

"You're my ass-sistant badass." He replied with a smile.

"Ass-sistant badass?" I asked.

"Yeah because what you did out there was totally badass"

"Everything to you is badass." I shook my head with a smile.

"Of course, Badass Berry and Badass Puckerman the two hot looking badass Jews, we should make a movie." He said grinning. I simply shook my head and grinned back at him.