7pm. Oh lord. This was it. She was actually shaking. For some reason, the school was still open. She assumed that this was because of the janitors. She peered at text message again.
Auditorium. Tonight. 7pm.
Her stomach felt like it was churning.
"You've been a lot brasher and louder lately." She turned around quickly.
"I'm trying to fit in."
"You don't have to do that. You should just be happy being you."
"It works for me ok? Why don't you just tell me why you dragged me here?"
Finn sighed.
"There's something wrong with Puck. And I think you have something to do with it." She glared at him.
"I don't even talk to Puck."
"Well, you know, ever since you showed up, he's been, how can I put this? Not Puck. He's seems off all the time." Finn looked around and lowered his voice. "We were in sex ed the other day and he wasn't even in the same room as everyone else. His head was in the clouds and that's not normally how he reacts in in sex ed." She scowled, but couldn't think of anything to say. "Plus in your text you automatically assumed I was Puck." She looked at the floor and groaned.
"I suppose I should tell you what's going on, huh?" Finn sat down and signalled for her to do the same. She sat down and drew her knees up to her chest. The moment she spoke Finn noticed she was a lot quieter. "It's a long story."
"Oh, really? Because I kinda have to get home to watch a ball game with Burt and-" He noticed the look on her face and smiled. "Go on."
"Well..."
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"You're from Ohio?" Danni asked excitedly. She'd never met an American before. "What's it like over there?"
"It kinda sucks." He didn't even hesitate.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I hate Ohio. I hate my house, I hate my school and I can't wait to get outta there for good."
Danni showed a look of utter amazement.
"I've never met anyone who hates where they live so much."
"Try living in Lima."
"Well," Danni's Dad's big booming voice penetrated the air around them. "You two are getting on like a house on fire!" He slammed a hand on Puck's back, who jolted and then tried to keep from screaming in pain. Danni covered her mouth with her hand to avoid showing the enormous grin on her face. Her Dad turned to her. "So you've made friend at last, eh? EH?" The last 'EH?' was yelled at the top of his lungs in broad cockney. She blushed a bright red when Puck glanced at her in confusion. Her Dad stomped away and Danni shuffled in embarrassment.
"Don't mind my Dad... He doesn't think before he talks."
"Yeah, and he packs a punch as well." Puck replied, rubbing his back as far as he could. He was pretty sure that soon there would be a purple bruise in the shape of a hand print. "What was that about you finally having a friend?" Danni burned a bright red.
"Well... I... No one likes me over here. I'm normally really shy and well... A loser." Puck laughed.
"Ok, anyone who calls people a loser, IS a loser. Right? And you don't seem shy...?"
"No... But you're nice and I... kinda like you."
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"And it just escalated from there. Two weeks later he left. I was just some little thing to be messed with until he went back. And after seeing him and how he is with girls... I don't doubt that he never loved me." Finn watched her face. She looked utterly distraught.
"He loves Lauren."
"Does he? There's a surprise." She spat. Finn was shocked at the disgust in her voice.
"Danni... You need to tell him how you're feeling." She shot her head up.
"WHAT?"
"I'm not kidding. And if you can't tell him... Sing it." She lowered her eyes and then flicked them up again.
"Fine."
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Puck watched them leave the auditorium. He'd seen the texts on Finn's phone. Finn could be really dumb, and leaving his phone in the guys locker room wasn't one of his brightest moments. He'd been surprised when he'd seen the texts to Danni. He had no idea that Finn had her number. More importantly, why did he want to see her? And now he knew why. He felt confused. She hated him. And she thought he'd never loved her. This was it. He was going to sing a song in Glee, make it look like it was for Lauren, and then afterwards confess it was for Danni. Yeah. That was what he'd do.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened the internet. He opened google and typed in two words.
Marvin Gaye
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