Day 4
After the amazing day they had, Puck couldn't ask for much more. It was the perfect day in his eyes (although he wouldn't say it out loud because he's still a badass). Everything was just right and he loved the whole day from start to finish.
Walking into school, Puck knew that he would be questioned about his whereabouts the previous day. The teachers would want to know (especially that old hag in the english department), Principal Figgins would no doubt want to know and the glee club would also want to know, but they had it all sorted out.
They spent their entire car ride home last night thinking of what they could use as their excuse. Rachel thought she had come up with the perfect excuse, and Puck thought it was pretty decent himself (really, he didn't really care about an excuse but she looked so happy while she was rambling). They would tell everyone that Pucks mum had gotten ill and Puck had to look after her, so he needed Rachel to look after his little sister. After all no one ever checked Puck's excuses and his mum worked too much to even care enough to rat them out plus the school could never get a hold of her.
So he was feeling pretty confident, even practicing how he would tell the lies (he didn't really need to practice – he was a pro at lying – but Berry insisted), and Rachel... well she was a pretty good actress, and a model student. How could they not believe her?
He didn't see her that morning because they were in separate classes, but he knew exactly where she would be when he got called to the principal's office. He was right (as always), opening the office door and immediately seeing her sitting on one of the chairs, looking hot as hell. He threw himself down beside her, putting on his best innocent face (yeah, it was a total sham. He's anything but innocent).
"Mr Puckerman, could you tell me where you were yesterday please?" Principal Figgins asked
He showed no sign of concern and remained calm, "My mom was sick and I had to go and look after her. She called me and she sounded pretty bad... I was too worried about her to tell anyone but Rachel was with me so she offered to come and help. I was kinda glad because I needed someone to look after Anna while I looked after my mom. Sorry for skipping school, but it was an emergency" he said, with a glint of sorrow in his eyes. Heck he was pretty good at the whole acting thing too; they should have their own show or something
"Very well, your stories match up. I'm sorry to hear about your mom, but please don't let it happen again, do you understand?"
They both nodded, their faces still shining with innocence as they left the principal's office. As soon as they were in the hallway, Puck started to smirk again and Rachel collapsed in a fit of giggles as they attempted to walk back to class.
"You're such a bad boy you know" Rachel laughed, poking him in the ribs. Puck's face once again became the picture of innocence, as if he was horrified and disgusted by her accusations that, but her she's a good girl, she never gets into trouble and her grades are always top of the class, she's the best singer in the school and as much as the cheerio's would disagree the best dancer.
"It was your idea... and you say in the bad one here? Your perfect grades and outstanding reputation are a well-planned ruse to leave me defenceless and manipulate me so that I get into trouble" he defended himself.
She laughed and carried on down the corridor towards her class, stopping just before she got to the door. "I'll meet you after class bad boy" she giggled before opening the door and slipping into the class room.
"There's a difference between a bad boy and a badass Berry, look it up and get back to me", he shouted after her. Bad boys were those idiots in films who always ended up being tamed; badasses where the most awesome people to ever walk the planet. Plus, the way she said bad boy immediately sent his mind into the gutter.
He had never seen this side to Rachel before... it seemed like she was she trying to change just for him, with the flirting and giggling and for god's sake, was she wearing jeans? She didn't need to change; he thought she and her special brand of crazy was cool. Sure, this flirty side was still awesome, but she shouldn't have to try so hard.
He thought about her all through class, although it didn't really make a difference to the lesson. He never listened anyway, although he was starting to freak himself out because Rachel was all he could think about.
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When class had finally finished he made his way to her locker, the place they usually meet up, and there she was, waiting for him. She had a cute little smile on her face, but he didn't even get a chance to say hello before she was pulling him along behind her.
"Where are we going?" he asked her, wincing as she kept pulling on his arm. God, she's strong, especially for a midget.
"I need to practise and you're going to help me. We missed glee yesterday so we have to make up for it. My voice doesn't sound like this on its own, you know. Actually, that's a lie. My voice is an instrument, and it sounds nice most times, but like an instrument, it needs to be fine-tuned so that I can blow everyone away with my performances", she rambled as she opened the door to the choir room .
Nope. She hadn't changed completely, just small little edits. She was still the same Rachel Berry, using five words instead of one, and generally confusing the hell out of everyone.
She smiled as she did her scales, tapping a key on the piano and singing the exact note without a problem. She really did have the best voice he had ever heard, and he knew for sure that one day, she'd be a star.
"You can relax, we won't be here long" she said, in-between her scale, "My voice is fine, I just want to make sure"
"I don't think you have to make sure; your voice is amazing, better than anyone at this school, in this town, possibly in the world"
"Aww, well aren't you so sweet, although I know you are just saying that so we can get out of here" she laughed, not noticing when he shook his head. He wasn't just saying it to get out of the choir room but he didn't want to argue with her. Truthfully, he could stay here all day and just watch her, and listen to her voice repeat the same chord over and over. It would never get boring.
"Have you got your glee assignment done yet?" she asked, chuckling as his face went blank. Clearly, he'd forgotten about the stupid thing.
"I'm hoping Mr Schue forgets about me or something. I don't really want to sing a song from the eighties anyway. They're pretty much all lame and I sound like an ass singing them"
It was true. Most of them were all really high pitched and they didn't suit his voice. The last time he tried, Quinn laughed at him for ages and he swore he would never try again.
"You have to do the assignment; do you want them to nag on at you again about not participating?"
"I guess not. I'll sort something out; I'll just wait until the end of the week or something. Have you got yours sorted?" he asked, even though he already knew the answer. He didn't comment on the nagging about participation comment, despite the fact that the only person who nagged was Rachel.
She grinned and nodded "I will be singing 'There Must Be An Angel' this afternoon, so you better be there and like it" she smiled, deadly serious. In fact, she sounded vaguely threatening. He told her that he would be there of and that he was sure it would be fantastic, even though he had no clue what the song was. He was sure that Rachel would make it sound awesome.
The day flew by after that. He only had a few other lessons and his nap at the nurse's office, so he was fresh and ready for glee. For the first time ever, he got there before Rachel. He thought she would already be there and rushed to get there, thinking they could have had some more time to hang-out, but when he arrived; he was the only one there. Glee was the only class he was ever early for.
He was able to sit and think for a while, mainly about the times before these - the times when he thought Glee was a homo explosion and how he was glad he changed his mind because he had no idea where he'd be if he hadn't joined.
He was brought out of my thoughts by the rest of the glee members filing into the room, Rachel leading them as always. She was the first to sit down, sitting in her usual spot. She had claimed that spot as her own, despite the fact that there wasn't arranged seating, mainly because you could pretty much see everyone from those seats.
Mr Schue welcomed us and droned on for a while, not realizing that Rachel was the only one listening to him. When he asked who would like to go first today, Rachel and Mercedes both put up their hands. Rachel was very gracious and let Mercedes go first (she'd been working on becoming a team player) knowing that following Mercedes would create more of an impact.
She sang some dumbass song that almost put him to sleep. Her voice was pretty good, but nowhere near Rachel's standards. He was kind of glad when it was over and Mr Schue asked Rachel to sing her song because Rachel had been this close to erupting with a flow of critisicsm.
Dodadadadodadoda
Dada
Dada
Dodadodadadadoda
Dada
Dada
Yeah
No one on earth could feel like this
I'm thrown, and overblown with bliss
There must be an angel
Playing with my heart, yeah
I walk into an empty room
And suddenly my heart goes BOOM
It's an orchestra of angels
And they're playing with my heart, yeah
Must be talking to an angel
No one on earth could feel like this
I'm thrown, and overblown with bliss
There must be an angel
Playing with my heart, yeah
And when I think that I'm alone
It seems there's more of us at home
There's a multitude of angels
And they're playing with my heart, yeah
Must be talking to an angel
I was feeling, Ooh...sedated
Watching angels celebrating
Could this be reactivating
All my senses dislocating
This must be the strange deception
By celestial intervention
Leaving me the recollection
Of your heavenly connection
I walk into an empty room
And suddenly my heart goes BOOM
There's an orchestra of angels
And they're playing with my heart, yeah
Dodadadadodadoda
Dada
Dada
Dodadodadadadoda
Dada
Dada
Yeah
Who would have known she could have made some really old song sound so good? It literally sounded like it could be in the charts right now. That's why he like's (the Puckerone doesn't do love; he's a badass) her more and more when she sings. She never fails to surprise him. It's never the same old thing; it's always a new chapter in her singing career and she always betters herself.
She is truly amazing.
(Damn it, he sounds so whipped)