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Make Me Forget

Chapter 5 – The Slushie Wars

It was a sunny Friday. Things had been going so smoothly for Rachel in the past two weeks that she had forgotten one thing. She was the bottom of the social ladder at McKinley High School. She was unpleasantly reminded when one of the hockey jocks threw a slushie in her face. The cold liquid stunned her as the jock laughed with his friends. Rachel's chest heaved up and down as she thought of everything possible not to cry, she refused to cry in front of these Neanderthals.

"Hey what do you think you're doing?" Santana Lopez stalked up the halls to the puck head that had doused her, Anton Crawley and got right up in his face. Brittany was behind her as usual coming to stand with Rachel and flashed Rachel a comforting smile.

"Glee geeks get slushied," Anton sneered down at her and Santana gave a cruel smirk.

"In case you hadn't noticed, I'm in Glee, and I am Head Cheerleader. So unless you never want a chance with one of my Cheerio's I suggest you don't try that again. And believe me ice monkey, you need all the help you can get," Santana lived up to her title as Head Bitch as well as Head Cheerleader. Anton glared at Santana before turning and stalking off with his friends. No guy wanted to be told he had no chance with cheerleaders. Santana and Brittany turned to Rachel surveying her ruined outfit with sympathy.

"He will do it again you know, your threat will only hold him off for so long," Rachel informed them sensibly letting them know they had wasted their time and Santana shrugged uncaringly.

"Yeah, but at least you will have a break," Santana told her and Rachel was speechless at this show of friendship. Sure they were in Glee together but prior to today Brittany and Santana had only spoken to her when it was absolutely necessary.

"Thanks," she managed to mutter and Santana looked uncomfortable.

"No problem," she said quickly then glanced over at Quinn who had been standing by her locker, "You've been really good to Quinn and she's our friend so thank you."

As Santana and Brittany walked away Rachel was struck by the thought that this was the first time those two had gotten involved in high school politics. Back when the football team were giving slushie facials to Finn, Puck and Quinn; Santana and Brittany had managed to stay out of the line of fire along with Matt and Mike. Santana and Brittany had just declared their allegiance to Glee loud and proud. Rachel hoped there wouldn't be repercussions for them; she didn't wish this humiliation on anyone. Rachel sighed and opened up her locker to retrieve the spare clothes that she always kept in there, knowing she was going to be late to class.

Puck came jogging down the hallways as the crowds dispersed due to the bell. He was literally running late today but he stopped dead on seeing Rachel covered in pink mush. All thoughts of getting to class anywhere close to on time vanished. Someone slushied Rachel, his Rachel.

"Who did this?" Puck growled angrily and Rachel jumped at the sound of his voice. She hadn't heard him come up behind her. She thought it was sweet he was taking this so personally. He was going above and beyond the 'special arrangement' deal.

"Noah, its fine," she assured him calmly turning back to her locker but Puck grabbed her by the arm and spun her to face him.

"No it's not fine, who did this?" he demanded his fury building and Rachel placed a hand on his forearm trying to soothe him. The last thing she needed was for someone else to get involved and Rachel didn't want him to get in a fight over her. It was just a slushie.

"Noah please, it's fine, I'll clean myself off and everything will be fine."

If Rachel said fine one more time Puck was going to lose it. Everything was not 'fine', nothing would be 'fine' until he busted skulls. He had a pretty good idea of who did it. The hockey team weren't subtle in their attacks and had been a pain in the ass for a while now.

"I will find out and I will kick their ass," Puck promised her and Rachel shook her head.

"Noah please no fighting, the last thing I need is for you to get suspended. Think of Glee," Rachel appealed still clutching at his arm, trying to hold him back. Puck wiped a bit of slushie from her nose with determination. He didn't give a shit about Glee, he cared about her.

"I'm not letting this go," he swore to her a determined look in his eyes, then he gave what he hoped was a comforting smile. Rachel frowned at him.

"Promise no fighting," she persisted and Puck rolled his eyes. He would have to get a Plan B together to pay those assholes back.

"I promise," he repeated to appease her then he nudged her towards her locker, "Now go get cleaned off."

Rachel grabbed her clothes and headed off to the bathroom. Puck watched her go, trailing pink slushie in her wake. This wasn't over.

Later that day more news had spread around, taking the heat off Rachel. Santana and Brittany got slushied. The hockey team were getting more brazen with their attacks, not letting Santana's threats hinder them. Now that Finn and Puck, who used to rule the school, were in Glee and going down in rep there was a power struggle going on between the football team and the hockey team, and the hockey team wanted to be the top dogs in school. Puck bristled with fury when he saw Santana and Brittany heading to the bathroom to wash the grape flavored beverages from their cheerleading uniforms. Neither girl had cried, which made him proud. Santana had screamed bloody murder and Brittany had rattled off a few choice phrases. Now the hockey team had made it personal. Going after the Head Cheerio's who were both dating members of the football team. This was a serious breach in protocol and Puck was not letting them get away with it.

After school Puck watched Rachel walk to her car from a distance to make sure no one bothered her then he headed to football practice. He really felt the need to tackle the crap out of someone. After a rough practice Puck told Mike and Matt to stay behind after everyone had left. They were both pretty livid over what happened. Brittany and Santana were their girls and they wanted revenge on the hockey team more than anyone, except Puck. Once the locker room was empty Puck, Matt and Mike gathered together by Matt's locker.

"Guys, I need your help brainstorming. We are going to teach those knuckle dragging skate faries a lesson," Puck informed them smirking dangerously and Matt sat down on the bench to listen but Mike remained standing, his face impassive.

"Let's just go to Crawley's house and kick the shit out of him," Mike suggested darkly slamming a fist into his palm threateningly. For someone who was one of the slimmer guys on the team, Mike sure was full of bravado.

"Fucken' ay," Matt pumped his fist in the air before jumping to his feet ready to do as Mike had suggested but Puck blocked their exit shaking his head. Jocks were meatheads; they needed to be smart about this.

"If the school finds out we will get suspended or expelled, we need a smarter plan, I want to humiliate them," Puck explained slowly wanting to make them suffer. Matt and Mike understood and took a seat back on the bench both frowning thoughtfully trying to come up with ideas.

The three boys spun guiltily when they heard someone coming from the shower room. They hadn't known anyone was still in there and prayed to the God's it wasn't Coach Tanaka. It would kind of suck to get caught out before they even put their plan into action. Kurt Hummel appeared, dressed in his civilian clothes smoothing back his hair. He liked to spend time after practice exfoliating all the sweat he had accrued and had eavesdropped on their proposed revenge plan. He liked the idea but he knew they would need help; they were footballers for goodness sake, Kurt figured all three of them together only made up ¾ of a brain.

"I hear you are trying to plan an elaborate revenge plot against the hockey team," Kurt commented coming to take a seat on the bench feigning disinterest. Kurt wanted to help but he also wanted to be asked to help, it was always nice to be wanted.

"You got some ideas Hummel?" Puck queried curiously and Kurt inspected his nails.

"I just thought it might be fun to beat them at their own game," Kurt declared loftily and at the blank faces of the three jocks Kurt rolled his eyes and explained himself further, "We organize a massive slushie attack on the whole hockey team. Cheerleaders, footballers, glee clubbers. We all attack the hockey team, show them that no one wants them in power and while we are united they will never succeed."

The three footballers were silent for a moment.

"That's monumental," Matt complimented Kurt, slapping him on the back. Kurt frowned at him, not used to hearing Matt use words that long.

"Do you even know what that means?" Kurt asked hesitantly and Matt shrugged grinning sheepishly.

"It was on my mom's word of the day calendar, did I use it right?" he admitted and Kurt chuckled. Footballers were cute, but damn.

"Yeah you did," Kurt told him and Matt smiled proudly.

"Awesome!" Mike cheered giving Matt a high five and Kurt shook his head getting back to the mission at hand. They had a plan, now they just needed to put it into action.

Kurt went to his locker and pulled out his High School Musical notebook, flipping the page open and taking out his pink pen with a feather on top. Puck, Matt and Mike exchanged glances but said nothing. They had learned long ago that Kurt did what he wanted without a care and if he wanted a pink feather pen, he would use a pink feather pen, not caring how odd it looked.

"Now our first point of business is money, buying all those slushies is going to cost us," Kurt said formally, like he was a secretary taking down notes and Matt grinned a little lecherously.

"Bikini car wash."

Mike returned Matt's grin and they gave each other another high five. Kurt rolled his eyes at just how dirty minded his teammates were. He tapped his book officially.

"We already did a car wash this year, we need something different," Kurt said decidedly. That and he didn't want to risk another girl throwing a rock through his windshield. Once was more than enough. So his plan was to keep his car away from crazy women.

"Bake sale," Puck piped up and Kurt clapped his hands appraisingly.

"So you're not just a pretty face?" Kurt quipped then laughed at Puck's freaked out face, "Okay, well let's plan this."

Word spread around to the football team, the Cheerio's and the Glee Club quickly. First thing arranged was the bake sale, which was why Rachel was spending her Sunday at school with the other members of Glee. Puck had called her Saturday morning asking her if she knew how to bake. Of course she did, everyone saw her magnificent 'I'm sorry' cookies. Puck had laughed at her then told her to bake as much as she could and bring it to school on Sunday. When she had asked why he had gone quiet and said 'you'll see' very mysteriously. Ringing around, Rachel discovered all the other Glee members had received the same instructions from Kurt.

When Rachel and the others had pulled up at the school the Cheerio's had banners up in the parking lot that said 'BAKE SALE' and tables all set up. They still had no idea what this was for; the car wash had raised enough money for Glee costumes. Even more surprising was that all of the football team were present helping move tables and sticking up balloons. Once the baked goods cooked by the Glee kids had arrived they were placed on the tables and the Glee club found themselves standing off to the side wondering what on earth was going on. Matt came running over.

"Come on guys, sell, sell, sell," he encouraged slapping Rachel on the back and Rachel nearly fell forward from the force. Matt did not know his own strength.

"Why do we have to help? I'm pretty sure the Cheerio's have it covered, well they have the bake sale covered at least," Mercedes said sarcastically gesturing at the scantily clad girls prancing around the school parking lot waving down drivers to buy cookies and cakes from their stalls. Santana, Quinn and Brittany sat at a table with the money box looking very professional.

Puck, Artie and Finn were jamming on a makeshift stage with a couple of the band members to provide background music. Kurt was standing behind the Cheerio's commandeering their efforts. It was all very, odd. Puck noticed they were there and came over to them, his eyes focused solely on Rachel. Finn's eyes followed Rachel but she made a point not to look at him.

"Noah what is all this?" Rachel asked gesturing in confusion and Noah grinned purposely being secretive, knowing it would get a rise out of her.

"It's for payback."

"Noah Puckerman, you tell me what is going on this instant," Rachel demanded, stamping her foot for emphasis and Puck smiled charmingly.

"We are raising money to buy slushies, and then we are going to douse the hockey team on Monday."

A feral grin spread across Rachel's face as she pictured the hockey team getting a taste of their own medicine.

"Well, let's make sure everything gets sold," Rachel said briskly, walking over to assist in the selling and Puck watched her go a proud smile on his face.

There was something incredibly sexy about vengeful Rachel. She was ruthless.

Monday morning a gathering of teens crowded the halls of McKinley High. The football team were happy to be putting the hockey team in their place, the Cheerio's were happy to get payback for attacking their Head Cheerleader and second in command and the Glee Club were ready for long overdue revenge. Kurt had pulled all of Glee into a huddle in the middle of the corridor. Rachel was ever mindful of Puck standing behind her to her right and Finn standing behind her to her left. Both of them were pressed up against her as they were all squished into the huddle. Quinn was standing behind the lockers out of the way. They weren't risking the pregnant girl in a prank. Her orders were to stay hidden until the end.

"Ok team let's get together, now Rachel you will be the bait," Kurt announced her role and Rachel held up her hand looking offended.

"Hey!"

"You are their first choice morning slushie, sorry Hun," Kurt apologized to her reminding her of the facts and Rachel had to admit he was right. She was always the first choice for morning slushies. That was partly Puck's fault and he squeezed her hand in apology while no one was looking.

"Fine," she said grudgingly and Kurt pinched her cheek.

"They're coming," someone stage whispered from the end of the hallway and urgency fell over everyone present. This was it. Moment of truth.

"Is everyone ready?" Kurt confirmed and when they all murmured their agreement Kurt gestured wildly with his hands, "Great, now battle stations and hide those slushies."

Rachel took the slushie Finn handed to her and he smiled warmly at her.

"Good luck Rachel," he whispered to her his lips close to her ear and Rachel smiled nervously and nodded pulling away from him to face the doors to the school.

To Rachel it felt like the world was moving almost in slow motion. The main doors opened and the hockey team led by Anton Crawley strutted down the halls. They were so caught up in themselves they didn't notice that the whole football team and all the Cheerio's were milling around the halls with their backs to them. Rachel stood in the middle of the hallway clutching a slushie in one hand with her jacket covering the item from view. Crawley grinned when he saw her standing there, not noticing Puck behind her. Rachel was nervous as hell.

"Easy Rach," Puck coached her softly and Rachel tilted her chin proudly.

Crawley laughed loudly as he took the lid off his slushie and now he was five feet in front of Rachel.

"Attack!" Kurt screamed at the top of his lungs and all hell broke loose.

Crawley and the other members of the hockey team paused, startled by Kurt's battle cry and Rachel dashed forward and tossed her slushie all over Crawley's face. The look on his face was epic and Rachel sorely wished she had thought to bring a camera or at least film the whole event. Crawley reacted almost instantly throwing his drink at her but suddenly Puck was there pushing her out of the way of the attack before pouring his slushie all over Crawley. There was slushie flying everywhere; it was a massacre. And then it was over in seconds. The hockey team were soaked and freezing, slushie running down their faces and bodies. The footballers and Cheerio's cheered and laughed.

Rachel looked around at the members of Glee and couldn't stop the smile that came to her face. Finn was holding onto Quinn and laughing, while Quinn was pressed against his chest laughing as well, both were stained with slushie remains. It sort of hurt to see them together but Rachel pushed that feeling to the back of her consciousness. Santana and Matt were hugging as were Brittany and Mike, cheering loudly. Kurt and Mercedes gave each other high fives, while Tina and Artie stared at each other goofily. Puck turned to her with a wild grin on his face and she couldn't help but grin back. Mission accomplished. In the din, no one noticed Puck slip his hand into hers and squeeze it.

"What in the name of all things holy is going on here?" Sue Sylvester shrieked and all noise came to a stop as couples pulled apart.

Principal Figgins, Coach Tanaka, Mr. Shue and Miss Pillsbury came jogging onto the scene and Coach Tanaka nearly wiped out when he tried to come to a complete stop. Mr Shue caught him just before he fell. The students took a good look at their handiwork. Lockers and people were coated in slushie, there were cups all over the ground, the hockey team were drenched; it was one big mess.

"What happened here?" Principal Figgins demanded and when Mr. Shue looked at his kids they all smiled innocently at him.

"The hockey team had an accident," Finn quipped, not being able to hide the grin from his face and some guys on the football team chuckled only to be silence by Coach Tanaka's glare.

"Tripped over and their slushies went everywhere," Puck spoke up twisting his head to look at Crawley, daring him to say something. Crawley averted his eyes.

"I'm sure they won't have an accident like this again," Mike informed Principal Figgins who wasn't quite sure what to make of any of this. Principal Figgins was not an idiot, contrary to popular belief. He could see the many cups on the ground, and took note that the hockey team were the only ones affected.

"So, the hockey team doused themselves in their own slushies?" Figgins queried looking for confirmation and Rachel nodded her head.

"We all saw it Principal Figgins," Rachel assured him looking over her shoulder and the footballers and Cheerio's all voiced their agreement. Figgins looked unsure.

"Don't you believe us?" Quinn asked sweetly, as she, Brittany and Santana looked up at Principal Figgins batting their eyelashes innocently. Figgins looked over at Mr. Shue who shrugged, trying to hide his amused smile.

"Crawley, take your team and get cleaned off, everyone else get to class," Figgins said finally and the crowd dispersed quickly, no one wanting to hang around in case Figgins changed his mind.
Figgins stared down at the puddle of melted slushie and shook his head. This right here was why he hated high school and teenagers.

There would be truce for now. While the football team, Cheerio's and Glee members had each other's backs, no one else could take over. The McKinley High social hierarchy was firmly intact. That night Rachel and Noah celebrated their triumph and when Noah held Rachel in his arms he felt certain that he could be proud that he had defended her honor.

Next chapter: Rachel says thank you in a way Puck really appreciates :) Rachel gets a much needed make over, Puck has an awkward conversation with Kurt's dad, and Rachel starts seeing Puck in a new way.

LikeMuh...Fashnik: I coudn't send you your preview because you didn't log in! But LOL about her trophy underwear. Puck already has a pair of lace pink panties from their first time LOL He could start up a collection and have a Rachel Berry Underwear Museum hahaha

Christie: You didn't log in either but thanks, I love how hot the story is too. There is a sexy shower scene coming up.

musical_jay: Yes its not easy to date when you are in Glee. LOL everyone wants to stalk you and be all up in your business