Chapter 3 Taking Chances

Don't know much about your life, Don't much about your world, but don't want to be alone tonight...

Bree

As I walked through the cafeteria, I un-confidently tried to keep my tray in balance. I wasn't as nervous as before though people still stared at me and continued to whisper and point. But I had gotten used to it all, especially after singing in-front of the glee club, gave me a sort-of release. That I could be myself, though getting into glee club didn't help me socially with the other cheerios and jocks.

Even though I had changed, they certainly didn't. As a tall, blonde cheerio walked past me, she un-doubtedly shoved me on purpose. Causing me to spill half my soup on the floor and dropped my bottle, which she then kicked out of my reach.

I gritted my teeth and growled under my breathe.

"Watch it drag queen." She spat at me as I re-gained my balance and turned to scowl at her.

She walked away, rolling her eyes at me pathetically.

"Bite me, cow!" I snapped fiercely back at her.

She turned around at the retort.

"What did you jus-"

"Now, now ladies." A smooth sounding voice interrupted from behind me.

I turned around to find the Jewish-looking boy with the mow hawk winking at me. Yuck, I thought to myself. Why put a mow hawk where it clearly didn't belong?

He then turned to the little-cow-face in front of me.

"Look Tiff, why don't you just walk away and we can settle this out later tonight. Kay?" He said giving her the same wink and half-crooked smile he just gave me.

She seemed to have fallen for it.

"Sure thing Puck."

And before I knew it, little cattle-grazing cow turned into a hoyte- toyte giggling school girl, batting her eyelids and twisting her disgusting hair with her little wretched-fingers.

Before she turned around to leave, she gave me a look a 'this isn't over yet, bitch.' Sort of look.

I mouthed to her the words 'Bring it on.'

Puck, who was totally and completely oblivious of this turned around to smile at me. Just standing there as if expecting me to get down on my knees and suddenly praise him for his feeble attempt at trying to help me.

I rolled my eyes and mumbled under my breathe "Thanks, Puck."

Then I walked away, even saying his name gave me shivers down my spine. He was so wrong in so many ways, treating girls like he does. It's despicable.

"Over here Bree!" A falsetto voice called to me.

I turned to find the gay-guy, plump black-chick, girl Asian and the guy in the wheelchair all sitting at a table beckoning me to come over.

So I did.

And Puck followed.

"Hi!" I said to the group, ignoring Puck who was so obviously standing too close behind me.

"I'm Kurt; this is Mercedes, Tina and Artie." Kurt, seeing Puck ignored him as well.

"Is there something you want Puck?" Mercedes said in a diva-tone that I just adored. The way she looks, the way she talked and her attitude was all just oozing of diva-ness. I loved it.

I smiled at her and in return she smiled widely back.

"Uh... Yeah. I'm going to sit with you guys. Scootch over wheels."

Puck shoved into the seat next to me squishing both me and Tina then pushing Artie off the bench.

"Help!" He yelped as he hit the floor unable to help himself.

Tina helped him up unto his chair as Puck started to drink my soup.

"Can you go away?" I finally snapped at him.

"No, these people are my friends. And I want to sit with them."

"Puck, we were never friends. We will never be friends and you're a selfish idiot who's just trying to get lucky with the new girl. So if you please, leave out table now!" Kurt suddenly said in an outburst of anger.

"Faggot." Puck mumbled under his breath as he stood up to leave.

"Thanks"

"No problem. So Bree, you were amazing today." Kurt said changing the subject.

"Ha, uh, thanks. I get it from my brother. "

"Really? I think it's all Naturale and you're just tryin' to be modest girlfriend." Mercedes responded.

"Thanks, but I'm not really that good."

"Well Rachel didn't think so, I don't think anyone thought that. You were really, really good." Tina complimented.

"Yeah, Rachel is that the girl with the big-nose and the, 'I'm too good for you' kind-of aura surrounding her."

"Yup, that's our Rachel." Artie replied with a laugh.

"Speak for yourself Artie. I never liked Rachel. She's too stuck up, I hate it. I just want to shove a sock down her throat and watch her choke." As Kurt said this he flicked his fringe lightly with his hands and rolled his eyes.

I smiled to myself realising the irony in what he was saying.

Just as Mercedes was about to say something, probably to announce the fact that Kurt was just as much as a queen as Rachel was, another boy from the glee club came along to our table.

"Not another one." Tina whispered to me under her breath.

I smiled at her then turned to look at the boy towering over our table. He had the bluest eyes, dimples and the nicest wavy brown curls. He smiled at me.

"Hey I'm Jesse." His voice sounded amazing.

"Bree." I replied shaking the hand that he held out for me.

His hand was so soft and strong.

I sighed at his touch. Then as if coming out of a trance I shook my head and let go, blushing. He seemed to turn a shade of red brighter than mine as he nervously fumbled, trying to find something else to say.

Thank goodness for Kurt and his never shutting mouth.

"So Jesse, I thought you were meant to leave?"

Leave? I repeated in my head as my heart sank.

"Yeah I was,"

He then looked at me before saying and continued.

"But I decided to stay. Okay, well I've got to go now. Nice meeting you Bree, you were beautiful today. See you at glee."

He said this and I watched him walk away.

Mercedes then wolf-whistled catching my attention and turning to her.

"Damn girl, you've got it bad."

"You're like the poo and they're the flies." Kurt said in response to this.

"Excuse me, what?" I said looking puzzled at Kurt.

"Those boys, they just keep on coming on, girl. You're like their crack." Mercedes then said.

"What?" I said even more confused than before.

"They're saying that those guys are attracted to you." Tina explained to me calmly.

"So, do you like either of them in return? 'Cause when Jesse said and I quote 'you were beautiful today.' I don't think he was just talking about your voice" Kurt asked leaning in and suddenly bouncing with excitement.

"Ugh, sounds like girl-talk. See you guys later." As Artie wheeled away as Mercedes began.

"Okay, so what's the verdict?" Mercedes prodded on.

"Um, I don't know. Jesse kind-of looks cute, don't you think?"

"I guess so if you like that sort-of dimpled faced, curly haired boy with the waxy sort of skin then yes, he is cute. Personally I prefer Finn. But those days are gone, he's with Rachel now and we're simply friends." Kurt said longingly.

"I think you still like him Kurt." Tina said smiling.

"Maybe just a little bit." Kurt giggled.

We all giggled after that and continued to talk about Rachel and the boys until lunch had finished. I had never had so much fun at McKinley High.

I don't know what it was about these guys. Maybe it was the way Kurt shouted at Puck for me, or maybe when Mercedes teased me about Jesse or when Tina explained to me things that I didn't get. But having 'girlfriends', someone who's just there for me, feels... well, feels sort-of like home. Like I finally I felt as if I belonged.

And I had my heart beaten down, But I always come back up for more, yeah. There's nothing like love to pull you up...

Hey guys! So that's the first connection/relationships that Bree makes, friendship wise. Stay tuned for Chapter 4! When she has her first proper encounter with Puck and Jesse! And maybe, just maybe, even Rachel!

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