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Make Me Forget

Chapter 14 – How Quinn Got Her Groove back

Rachel met him at the front door to her house. She was wearing a loose dress, not that she was showing clearly yet but still the sight of her in a baby doll dress was making this whole situation more real by the second. He was a dead man; her dad's were going to kill him. Hell he was pretty much six feet under by just standing on the doorstep. What the heck was he supposed to say to them?

'Hey I'm Noah Puckerman, we've never met but I got your sixteen year old daughter pregnant. I used to throw slushies on her every day, but now we do the nasty in your house while you're sleeping. But don't worry; I'm in love with her even though I haven't officially told her yet.'

Yeah that would go down a treat. He was so dead. Hopefully the man would be merciful and make it quick. He and Rachel hadn't officially sat down and said 'I love you' to each other, he was more an action man and she just treated him like she already knew that he loved her, which she was right to assume. Still, he thought that he should probably tell her sometime soon before their baby was born. He would make a declaration, chicks liked declarations of love. Rachel went on her tiptoes to kiss him and Puck took her face between his hands and kissed her gently.

"Do I look okay?" he asked standing back so she could admire him. He was wearing nice jeans and a button t-shirt. Rachel thought he looked quite handsome, especially liking the way his muscles were bulging through the shirt. And how tight the jeans were on his thighs. Rachel had to shake her head to stop her thoughts heading into a downward spiral. Being pregnant made all her urges much more difficult to resist, especially when she was around Noah and when he looked as good as he did right now.

"Noah Puckerman, are you nervous about meeting my dad's?" Rachel teased him laughing and Puck shook his head slowly.

"No, I just want to make sure you know what I'm wearing so you can identify my body," he stated bluntly and Rachel gasped and slapped his arm.

"Stop being so ominous, you're making me nervous," she scolded him and Puck just laughed and bent his head to kiss her again.

"Hey guys," a voice interrupted them and Rachel peered behind Puck to see Kurt, Mercedes, Artie and Tina hurrying towards them. Puck had to do a double take to make sure it really was them. How on Earth had they gotten here so fast?

"What are all of you doing here?" Rachel squeaked furiously and Mercedes slapped a hand on Puck's back. Puck fought the wince that threatened to come over him. Mercedes had some strength behind her.

"Moral support," Mercedes informed her and Rachel spun on Puck thinking they were here because he asked them to be.

"Noah!" she scolded him angrily and Puck held up his hands to ward off the lecture he knew would be coming.

"I didn't invite them!" he protested looking back at the group behind him and Rachel turned to them raising an eyebrow questioningly.

"Rachel, remember when you came home from being slushied in freshman year?" Artie asked matter-of-factly and Rachel, Artie, Tina, Mercedes and Kurt all paused to recall the moment when they had walked Rachel into her house after her first day of school, soaked in grape slushie courtesy of Noah Puckerman.

They remembered Alan Berry yelling so loudly that a vein looked like it was going to pop on his forehead. They remembered Alan grabbing the shotgun, and Rachel's daddy Richard trying to hold him off as the Glee kids all dove for cover from the madman. The comforting thought was that Alan didn't know how to use the shotgun and Rachel had never mentioned being slushied again. Years later the Glee kids laughed about it, but at the time, it was very scary. It was universally acknowledged that Alan Berry was very protective of his daughter.

"He won't remember it was Noah," Rachel said trying to sound convincing but she wasn't quite sure about that. Her dad had a great memory. Puck turned to her in disbelief.

"You told him it was me?" Puck asked slowly. Great, he was a dead man walking before he even set foot inside.

"You slushied me on my first day of high school, I was emotional," Rachel huffed folding her arms across her chest defiantly. Puck sighed deeply.

"Let's get this over with," Puck said bravely and Kurt whipped out a camera and snapped a photo of Puck's face.

"I figured 'Puckleberry' would want to see the day his father became a man," Kurt explained snapping another and Puck tried to punch him but Kurt ducked out of the way triumphantly.

To say that Alan Berry was upset about the situation was a gross understatement. He was irate. He was so angry that his mouth opened and closed but he couldn't form any words. Richard Berry glanced from his daughter to the teenage boy who claimed to have impregnated her in disbelief. Puck was glad he had gotten rid of his Mohawk, he didn't think the Berry's would have been able to handle it if Rachel brought him home with a Mohawk on top of the whole 'I got your baby girl pregnant' thing.

"How did this happen?" Richard managed to ask in shock glancing from Rachel to Puck then back to Rachel who bowed her head apologetically.

"Not in a hot tub," Kurt quipped cheekily then flinched when everyone looked at him. Panicked he pointed at Puck and Rachel and shrieked, "Rachel's pregnant!"

"I'm sorry daddy, I know you're disappointed, but we can't change the past," Rachel apologized tears filling her eyes and Richard's expression of shock softened. He was the one Rachel had wrapped around her little finger, he wouldn't hate her for too long.

"Richard, where is the shotgun?" Alan demanded jumping to his feet and Rachel jumped up as well.

"Dad!" she gasped and Richard stood up as well to place an arm around his partner's shoulder. Puck seriously considered taking cover behind the couch but he didn't want to make any sudden movements and draw more attention to himself.

"Alan please Rachel is right, we can't change the past, we need to move forward and..." Richard looked over at Puck with disdain, "this boy is now a part of our lives."

"So you can't shoot him," Rachel added clutching at Puck's arm, "I love him dad."

"You love me?" Puck asked getting to his feet and moving over to her and Rachel blushed.

"Yeah," she whispered and Puck pressed a hand to her cheek.

"I love you too," he told her quietly.

This was a big moment in his life; this was the first time he had told a girl he loved her, out loud. And it wasn't as grand a declaration as he would have liked but there were enough witnesses for it to be considered a declaration of love. Just before their lips were about to meet Rachel was tugged away from him and her face was replaced by her dad Alan. Puck pulled away abruptly and Artie sniggered from somewhere behind him. Puck made a mental note to punch him the next time he saw him.

"My first rule is that you keep a respectful distance from my daughter in my presence. No kissing, no touching and keep the lustful glances to a bare minimum do you understand?" Alan lectured sticking a finger in Puck's face threateningly and Puck nodded respectfully.

"Yes sir."

"Dad, is that really necessary? It's not like I can get into any more trouble," Rachel pointed out practically and Alan scowled and refused to dignify her comment with an answer.

"Now, let's talk your plans for the future," he said seriously taking a seat and Rachel sat next to Puck and took his hand in hers nodding that the worst was over.

Puck wasn't sure he believed her since Alan still looked like he wanted to stick a pencil in Puck's eye.

They talked well into the night. Once the Glee kids were sure there would be no murder, they left, giving the family time to themselves. Puck explained that he would raise the baby while Rachel finished high school since he was graduating this year. When he told them that he would skip college Alan had protested. He didn't want the father of his grandson to be a 'moron'; though Puck had a feeling Alan already thought he was one. A compromise was made; Puck was going to go to community college part time while Rachel finished high school. Alan and Richard offered to pay and Puck tried to decline but they wouldn't hear of it. They were impressed by Puck's initiative to get a job and his plans for a future with Rachel; they said it would be their pleasure to pay for him to go to college. It was late by the time they were done and Puck got to his feet announcing he should probably go home, since his mother would be wondering where he was.

"I don't know how I'm going to tell my mother," Puck said to Rachel rubbing a hand over his face at the thought of telling his mother he got another teenage girl pregnant.

"Bring her over tomorrow for dinner, we can explain it together," Richard told him placing a large hand on his shoulder and Puck gave a small smile, thankful for the support.

"Thank you Mr Berry, and Mr Berry," Puck said respectfully and Alan just scoffed but Richard smiled warmly.

"It's Alan and Richard son," Richard told him placing an arm around Rachel's shoulder and Puck smiled and jogged out to his car. Telling Rachel's parents was over, all they had to do was tell his mother and it would be semi-smooth sailing from here.

Noah's mother didn't take the news so well; she fainted falling into Alan's waiting arms. His sister Hannah squealed with delight saying she would be the only one of her friends who would be an aunt at age ten. When Dianna Puckerman regained her senses she had taken a seat and listened to Rachel and Puck explain the situation they were in; Rachel was four months pregnant with a baby boy and they were keeping the baby. After giving her a moment to process, Alan retreated to the kitchen and came back with a scotch on the rocks which Dianna drank thirstily and then did the same with the refill. Dianna was quiet for a long moment. Puck expected yelling and screaming; he was not expecting his mother to cry and throw her arms around Rachel. Rachel sat there holding his mother and looked at him wondering what she should do. Puck shrugged at a loss, he had never seen his mother like this before.

"I'm disappointed in you both, you are so young, but this is a wonderful thing you are both doing, keeping the baby and making a life for yourselves. I'm so proud," Dianna was swapping from one emotion to another before she clutched her hands to her chest and gushed, "I'm going to have a grandson."

Alan and Richard laughed at her reaction. They offered her another drink which Dianna accepted still coming to terms with the news and Rachel stood up to kiss her daddy's on the cheek, silently thanking them for helping break the news to Puck's mother. Rachel collapsed onto the couch beside Puck and he captured one of her hands in his. Hannah came to sit on the other side of Rachel, her eyes completely focused on Rachel's stomach area.

"Is there really a baby in there Rachel?" Hannah asked, her tiny hand coming to rest on Rachel's stomach. There was the slightest bump.

"Yeah there really is," Rachel replied fondly and Hannah grinned.

"Cool."

Puck looked over at Rachel and smiled.

"Yeah, it is pretty cool."

Alan, Richard and Dianna came back into the living room with serious looks on their faces.

"So we have been talking and since the damage is already done, we thought it would be best for Rachel and the baby if Noah were to live here until he gets a place of his own," Richard announced and the news stunned the two teens.

Puck looked over at Rachel unable to believe his ears. They were going to let him and Rachel live in the same house, it was like Alan and Richard were giving him permission to sex up their daughter whenever he liked. Puck could actually picture living with Rachel. Coming home to her, sleeping beside her at night, waking up to her in the morning...

"Noah, you can stay in the guestroom," Alan's voice broke through Puck's reverie and Puck realized what he was saying. Puck would live here with the Berry's but Alan's 'no touching Rachel' rule still applied. Well that chucked a spanner in Puck's works, literally.

"Oh," Puck said a little disappointed and Rachel was too.

"But..." Rachel tried to protest but her daddy silenced her.

"No buts pumpkin," Richard said sternly and Alan grinned. Puck didn't like it when Alan looked happy, that meant that Puck wouldn't like what came next.

"And we will be implementing a strict door open policy at all times," Alan announced and Rachel and Puck looked at each other helplessly. Sex at home would have to be put on a backburner for now, but at least they still had closets at school.

Puck was supposed to be sleeping his first night at the Berry's that Sunday night however, Rachel had gone to visit Quinn that afternoon and came home concerned for her friend so she decided to invite Kurt, Mercedes, Artie and Tina around for a Glee 'emergency' meeting. Rachel carried the steaming mugs of cocoa into her living room and handed them out to all present. Kurt took a tentative sip of his and then placed it daintily on the coffee table.

"I call this meeting of exceptionally talented divas to order," Kurt called their attention and Artie and Tina rolled their eyes at each other. They had been called here on false pretenses and had cancelled their date to be here. Rachel had told them they were having an emergency Glee meeting, when in fact it was just a gossip session. Mercedes was just glad Puck was there, sitting silently in a corner. He wouldn't let Rachel do anything crazy...well Mercedes hoped he wouldn't.

"We need to do something you guys, its horrible seeing Quinn like this," Rachel brought up their first point of business and Kurt nodded his head.

"I agree, Friday she had chocolate pudding in her hair...in her hair people! And when I pointed it out she actually licked her hair," Kurt cried out and at that everyone present grimaced with distaste.

"Gross," Tina muttered and Kurt's eyes widened expressively.

"I know," he whispered and Artie frowned knowing what was coming. He hadn't been friends with Kurt and Rachel for so long without knowing exactly what went through their heads.

"We need to get Quinn to pull herself together," Rachel said decidedly and Artie sighed looking over at Puck who raised his shoulders helplessly. He had already tried talking Rachel out of this but she was stubborn, and she did this cute little pout that Puck had trouble saying no to.

"You want to stage another intervention don't you?" Artie asked with resignation and Rachel and Kurt nodded solemnly.

"Yeah because the last one worked out so well," Puck muttered from where he was strumming a guitar in the corner and everyone present turned to him frowning.

"Quiet you," Rachel snapped turning back to the mission at hand, "Now we need to speak to Santana and Brittany, get them to help us, it will be like a Glee Club challenge."

"Let's have a sleepover to plan our grand scheme," Kurt clapped his hands excitedly at the prospect of a sleepover and Rachel turned to Puck, her eyes innocent.

"Noah, can you sleep at your mom's tonight?"

"Why can't I stay?" Puck protested. He hated being away from Rachel for too long, he always worried about her and the baby when he wasn't with her.

"No boys allowed," Mercedes informed him and when Rachel nodded her head in affirmation Puck rolled his eyes.

"Fine, Artie and Kurt can come to my place and we will have a boy's night," Puck retorted swinging his guitar around onto his back and getting to his feet. Artie smirked at Tina who giggled. Rachel and Mercedes both grinned as well.

"Oh honey," Kurt said shaking his head at Puck like he should have known better than to try and include Kurt in a boy's night and Puck rolled his eyes.

"Right, sorry, should have known you would get to stay with the chicks," Puck apologized and Kurt preened himself smugly. Puck turned to Artie, "You in Artie? I'll call up Mike and Matt, see if they want to come over for a jam session or Xbox."

"Sounds a lot better than what will be going on here," Artie said giving Tina a quick peck on the cheek then he flipped out his cell, "I'll call my dad for a ride."

When Brittany and Santana were informed of the plan to get Quinn back on her feet they were excited to help. Santana swung by Miss Pillsbury's apartment and dragged Quinn out of bed and over to Rachel's. Brittany went a little crazy buying snacks and treats and arrived just before Quinn and Santana did. Rachel's dad's were happy their little girl was doing something 'little girl'-ish and that it had nothing to do with the "heathen that violated thier precious baby girl". Brittany had driven around to pick up everyone's sleeping bags as well so the seven of them piled into the living room and wiggled into the spaces so that there was no carpet left and they resembled a tin of sardines. Once they were settled with snacks in the middle Kurt looked over at Quinn who hadn't said anything so far.

"Ok Quinn, you need to channel Stella and get your groove back," Kurt told her seriously and Quinn looked at him blankly, not understanding the saying.

"What?"

"You need to take back your crown girl," Mercedes said plainly, adding a snap of her fingers for emphasis and Rachel grabbed a handful of chips and shoved them in her mouth nodding not having anything to add at this particular time.

Vaguely she wondered how the potato chips would taste on a sandwich with peanut butter. She decided to try it out and headed into the kitchen, still listening to the conversation from the kitchen.

"Be a part of the Cheerio's again," Brittany added excitedly, bouncing on her knees excitedly. Quinn gave a half smile at Brittany's enthusiasm.

"We miss you on the team," Santana told her diving across the sleeping bags to hug Quinn and Brittany joined in falling on top of both of them and the three dissolved into giggles, a tangle of arms, legs and bodies.

Kurt, Mercedes and Tina just watched the three interact as Rachel came back from the kitchen with her peanut butter potato chip sandwich. They were all friends but Brittany and Santana knew Quinn the best, they knew her the longest and apparently crushing each other was their 'thing'. Whatever it was, it was working, Quinn was smiling for the first time in months. As quickly as the smile came it was gone again as reality sunk in.

"There is no way Coach Sylvester will take me back," Quinn said despondently and Mercedes shrugged.

"Then we will make her take you back," she said as if it were the most simple thing in the whole world. The others were nodding, in complete agreement with Mercedes.

"How?" Quinn asked and the group fell silent and Kurt took out his HSM planning notebook and pink feather pen.

"Let's brainstorm," he coached them and the girls all put on their thinking caps to come up with ideas. Quinn gazed around at the young women, and one man, who were supporting her and felt tears come to her eyes. She was so lucky to have friends like these.

Puck waited with Artie until his dad picked him up and then Puck led the way to his house with Artie following him. He called Matt who said he would be over soon. Puck also called Mike, but Mike was already hanging with Finn. Since Puck and Finn still weren't talking, not by Puck's choice, the almighty boy's night was going to be just Artie, Matt and Puck. Puck helped Artie from his van and they waved goodbye to Artie's dad before Puck pushed Artie up to his house. They entered the house to find Dianna hurrying around the kitchen.

"Hey mom," Puck called out to her and she looked relieved to see him.

"Thank goodness you're here I was just about to call you, I got called into work," Dianna explained grabbing her handbag and rummaging through it for her keys.

"Mom this is my friend Artie," Puck made the introduction and Dianna stuck her hand out quickly shaking Artie's hand as they exchanged pleasantries.

"Hi Mrs Puckerman."

"Nice to meet you Artie."

"Matt is coming over too," Puck added, and Dianna smiled, happy that Puck was hanging out with boys. He had been so focused on Rachel lately that he hadn't had time to just; be a teenage boy.

"Okay, well there are frozen pizzas and garlic bread in the freezer if you want to have dinner," Dianna informed him coming to kiss his cheek and Puck pulled away from her a bit embarrassed.

"Thanks mom."

"One more thing," Dianna said a little sheepishly, "You have to babysit Hannah,"

"Aww mom," Puck complained. Now his boy's night was ruined.

"Thank you Noah," Dianna farewelled him as she raced to the front door and Hannah came bounding down the stairs.

"Noah!" she shrieked with delight running over and attached herself to his waist. Puck ruffled her hair fondly and Hannah turned to Artie and she stared at him, "Can I go for a ride in your wheelchair?"

Puck nudged her for being rude but Artie just laughed good naturedly.

"Sure, jump on, I'll take you for a spin," Artie told her and Hannah giggled and launched herself onto his lap. Artie rolled around the living room and through the kitchen with Hannah laughing the entire time.

There was a knock on the front door and Puck went over to answer it to find Matt waiting there, leaning on the doorjamb with his arms folded across his chest.

"Hey Matt," Puck greeted him and hearing the name Hannah scrambled off Artie's lap running for the front door at breakneck speed.

"Matty!" she cried out hugging him around his waist and Matt picked her up and spun her around.

"Hey Hannah banana," he replied easily, laughing and when he put her down Hannah stamped her foot in annoyance.

"Don't call me that," Hannah pouted, not liking the nickname that Matt had given to her the first time they had met. Matt just ruffled her hair fondly.

"Oh I almost forgot, I come bearing gifts," Matt sang retrieving a case of beer from the front door and Puck grinned. He could always count on Matt to bring the booze.

They moved back into the living room. Artie looked a bit hesitant about the alcohol but when Matt cracked open a bottle and handed it to him Artie took it. Hannah ran and grabbed a bottle of coke from the fridge so that she could fit in as Matt and Puck both opened up their beers and took a swig. Puck sighed with content turning on the Xbox while Matt turned on the radio. This was going to be a good night...although, Puck thought he better check on Rachel and see if she was okay.

"I'm just going to call and check on Rachel," Puck said taking out his cell but it was snatched from his hands by Matt who shoved Puck's phone into his pocket and let's face it, Puck was not going to rummage around in the pockets of Matt's jeans while he was wearing them.

"Oh no you aren't, this is boy's night, which means no chicks," Matt reminded him and Hannah frowned from where she sat on the floor.

"But I'm a girl," she protested and Matt just patted her on the head.

"For tonight you can be one of the guys."

"Cool," Hannah cheered turned her attention back to the screen as the Xbox started up. Hannah was better at a lot of the fighting games than Puck was. She started setting up a game and Matt took the other controller ready to challenge her. Puck sat down heavily on the couch.

"What if she needs me?" Puck muttered to Artie who shook his head like Puck was someone he pitied.

"Rachel has all the girls at her beck and call, she will be fine," Artie assured him and Puck had to concede Artie was right, even though he still really wanted to check on her. Matt and Hannah battled and Hannah came out triumphant, much to Matt's chagrin and Artie and Puck's amusement.

A new Beyonce song came on the radio and Matt bopped his head along to the beat as he watched Artie picking a character to fight Hannah.

"Man Mercedes would rock at this song," Matt said out of nowhere and Puck paused to listen to the song. It would definitely suit Mercedes' voice.

"Yeah I could totally see it," Puck agreed focusing on the game that was taking place. Artie's just obliterated Hannah's; damn Artie was a pro and he didn't take pity on children either.

"Me too," Matt whispered almost dreamily, his eyes glazing over as he drifted off. Puck frowned at him then nudged Artie and jerked his head over at Matt who was still lost in his daydream. Artie shrugged; he had never been close to understanding what went through Matt's head. Puck had to smirk. It almost seemed like Matt had a crush on Mercedes. Too bad Matt was with Santana.

After much discussion the night before on Monday morning it was decided that Quinn would just go to Coach Sylvester and ask for her position back. Rachel was to accompany her as backup because Rachel was the only one who wasn't afraid of Sue Sylvester. Quinn was nervous as hell and Rachel was walking beside her with determination in her step. Puck had picked up both Quinn and Rachel that morning early as per Rachel's request and he had headed to the weights room to work out. He had kissed Rachel goodbye as he jogged off and Quinn smiled.

"You've been so good for him," Quinn commented and Rachel smiled.

"He's been good for me," Rachel replied fondly and Quinn rolled her eyes at the adoring look on Rachel's face.

"You two make me sick," Quinn joked and Rachel nudged her with her elbow to which Quinn did the same. In no time they were standing outside Coach Sylvester's office door. Quinn knew Coach Sylvester always came to school early to get in another protein shake before school started.

"You ready?" Rachel asked and Quinn nodded bravely, tilting her chin up proudly.

Rachel knocked on the door firmly and when they head Coach Sylvester say 'come in' Quinn opened the door and strode into the office confidently with Rachel following her. Rachel shut the door behind them and stood arms folded behind Quinn. Coach Sylvester briefly glanced up as they entered before she returned her gaze to the journal in front of her.

"I want my spot on the Cheerio's back," Quinn told Coach Sylvester firmly and Coach Sylvester didn't even bother looking up from writing in her journal before replying bluntly,

"Your position has been filled."

Quinn looked over at Rachel who gestured for Quinn to keep going. Quinn swallowed with difficulty before speaking again, her voice still strong.

"Coach Sylvester, I have dedicated many years to the Cheerio's, I deserve my place."

When Coach Sylvester didn't respond Rachel stepped forward taking over.

"My father Alan Berry is an excellent lawyer and he has offered to go pro bono for Quinn to sue you if you don't let her back on the team, you dumped her from Cheerio's because she was pregnant, which is a blatant violation of her rights," Rachel rattled off her speech and Coach Sylvester finally looked up from her journal, an eyebrow raised at Rachel's challenge. Coach Sylvester slowly stood to her full height and glared down at the two teenage girls.

Neither flinched like Coach Sylvester would have liked them to. Silently Sue cursed Will for letting his students grow backbones. Sue liked kids more when they cowered in fear from her or ran away crying.

"That would never hold up in court, schools all over the country drop their cheerleaders if they become pregnant, it's too dangerous having a pregnant girl at the top of a pyramid," Coach Sylvester said dismissively and Quinn felt her lower lip tremble but she was determined not to cry. Quinn wanted her spot back and she wasn't giving up until she got it. Rachel placed a hand on Quinn's back willing her to fight for what she wanted. Quinn was not giving up.

"Please Coach, Cheerio's was my life, I just want my life back," Quinn pleaded, her voice strong and proud even in her moment of weakness as she begged for her position back. Coach Sylvester sat back down at her desk and picked up her pen focusing on the journal once more, trying to dismiss them. Quinn just stood there, not moving. After a couple of minutes silence Coach Sylvester looked up again.

"You're desperate Fabray, I can practically smell it wafting off you. That's good, pick up your uniform this afternoon," Coach Sylvester finally gave in, then she looked Quinn's figure up and down critically adding, "I hope you can still fit in it."

"Thank you," Quinn said happily, ignoring the crack at her size. Coach Sylvester wasn't done however, though her eyes were focused on her journal.

"You are also on probation, and I want you to take Becky under your wing, teach her everything you know except how to get pregnant," Coach Sylvester commanded still writing and Quinn nodded.

"Yes Coach," Quinn confirmed again and then waited for a moment to see if Coach had any other commands for her. Coach Sylvester looked up with annoyance when she found Quinn and Rachel still standing there.

"Get out of my office," she snapped then her eyes flicked to Rachel, "take the weird one with you."

Quinn grabbed Rachel's hand and the two escaped the office, erupting into giggles as soon as the door shut, not believing that they had gotten Quinn her position back on the Cheerio's squad.

"Was your dad really going to sue Coach Sylvester for me?" Quinn asked Rachel who shrugged grinning.

"No, I was just bluffing," Rachel admitted a little embarrassed and Quinn laughed and hugged her and Rachel hugged her back.

At the end of the hall Finn Hudson watched the two celebrate Quinn's win, his eyes focused souly on the blonde, before he turned and made his way to class.

AN: I'm not too good at writing Sue Sylvester so that's why she barely features in my story. This is my very weak attempt at her so please excuse it.

NEXT CHAPTER: My favourite so far I think. Puck has some father/son time. Dianna takes Rachel on a shopping spree that doesn't end up well at all. Puck and Quinn have a moment together.

MY GLEE RANT: I just watched Hairography and a little weirded out. Kurt was such a bitchface, and Puck was such a tool and Quinn was such a user and don't even get me started on Santana. Shouldn't they all be over hurting each other by now? Why do the writers have to stereotype them all so badly? The Cheerleaders are dumb and bitchy, footballers are players and dumb, Glee kids are geeky. I thought the point of this show was to highlight that difference clichés could work, but the show is only making them more prominent. I wanted to see the character grow but it's like they are all stunted. Bad Glee writers bad! And that is the end of my rant. Although I did like at the end the little pentagram circle of love between Rachel, Finn, Puck, Quinn and Kurt. Does anyone else hope Puck was looking at Rachel in that bit too?? LOL We can only dream.

P.S. I adored Rachel's pant suit!!! It had me giggling so badly, I totally wanted to buy one hahaha

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