I'm still not sure about Rachel becoming a Cheerio, so let's see how it goes. Let me know what you all think about it. Anyways, thank you all so much for the continued reviews and support.

A few days had passed, and with the exception of her Dads still getting on her case about the overnight stunt she pulled with Puck. She felt her phone vibrating, and she looked down and saw a text from Brittany. So…me and San have a question for ya. She looked over towards the blond and wondered what was going on. Rachel wondered what was going on with the two Cheerios in the back of the classroom. Suddenly her thoughts started to drift back towards Noah Puckerman. He had been checking up on her regularly, and surprisingly she found herself beginning to like this.

The bell rang, and Rachel was pulled aside by the two Cheerios. "So what's going on?" Rachel questioned, "What is it with you two being so secretive?"

"Well…" Brittany started and then felt Santana pulled her and Rachel to a place where no one would hear. Rachel wondered what was going on; maybe she shouldn't have let in the two Cheerios on her little secret; granted, finding out that they had walked in on them opening up about their troubles, "We were thinking about-," Brittany started to get confused again.

"We were thinking that you should become a Cheerio," Santana said, cutting straight to the point.

"Uh…why?" Rachel questioned nervously.

"Because that would solidify your status on not being able to get slushied," Santana reasoned. Rachel bit her lip; she was already pushing it without how much she was doing. Between the practice routines at New Directions, her dance classes, dates with Noah, and her parents lecturing her she had enough on her plate.

"I'm glad you two were thinking of me," Rachel sighed, "but I am not sure-,"

"Well…at least think about it," Santana stated. Rachel nodded her head, and suddenly Puck was next to them.

"What are you three up to?" he questioned, wondering why Santana and Brittany had pulled his girlfriend aside.

"Nothing lover boy," Santana snapped back. Puck rolled his eyes, and reached for Rachel's hand. She took it and squeezed his hand, trying to reassure him that she was alright. "Well, its lunch we'll see you two in a bit," they zipped out of there, leaving Puck and Rachel alone.

"So…" Puck pressed, "what were they talking to you about?" he was hoping that they hadn't gone back to their old ways of being mean to Rachel.

"They just want me to join the Cheerios," she mentioned.

"Well…as hot as you would look in those tiny skirts…" he said a smirk coming onto his face," Its up to you babe," he murmured. It was still a little weird seeing him this comforting while still maintaining his badassness. She decided she would think about it; she wasn't sure how it was going to be if she just decided out of the blue to try out. It wouldn't bode well with Schuester, but then again lately nothing did.

Rachel decided to slide this decision up to later, and looked at Puck's face. "You ok?" she questioned.

"Yeah…" he murmured, still surprised that Santana hadn't given Rachel one of her classic Lopez death threats. "San hasn't said anything to you has she?" he questioned, knowing that she had given Quinn one when she had thought that the blonde was interested. It was really weird that she dumped him for having horrible credit, but still claimed him as "hers". He just chalked that up to being the stud of McKinley.

"What do you mean?" she questioned as he moved his arm around her shoulders. She leaned her head against his shoulder.

"I think she has gotten over the whole threatening girls-,"

"Well even if she did threaten me or anything, it's not like I'd listen to it," she said, snaking her own arm around his waist. He grinned and found himself not so worried about his girlfriend; at least on that front. Puck felt his phone vibrate, and saw it was a text from his mom. She had found out about him dating a Jewish girl again, and she was freaking out. She wanted to meet her; it wasn't going to stop until she met her. "Who's texting you?" Rachel inquired.

"My mother, once again requesting to meet you," he sighed; hoping it wouldn't be a disaster once she met her. In all honesty, he wasn't sure how she would react to him being in a serious relationship. As much as he wanted to prove that he was changing for the better, it was going to be tough to for him to earn her trust in him back.

"I don't know why you are so nervous," she said, and then thought back to the person she was suppressing in her head, and sighed. "You think I'm going to be-,"

"No, no no," he said, rolling his eyes. "I'm just afraid she is going to go crazy on you…and then go on about us doing i-,"

"You could just say sex Noah," she said with a smirk, knowing it made him uncomfortable. He just rolled his eyes.

"I know that, but really this isn't something I want to discuss with my mother," he grunted.

"It's a parent thing," she reminded him.

"I guess so," he murmured. "So, you sure you won't mind getting grilled by mother?" he questioned. She laughed, and squeezed his hip again.

"It's not that big of a deal…" then she thought about her dads, "She can't be worse than my dads interrogating you. They have this whole little questionnaire set up to make sure that my boyfriend won't interfere with my future," when it was put like that, talking to his mother sounded like a walk in the park

"Wow…I'm dreading that day…" he knew that another time his bad ass image was going to get him in trouble. Granted, he never met the parents of girls he was with. While he was thinking about it, it brought up all the memories of the Cougars and girls he'd been with. He knew that was something that he was going to have to bring up with; he was going to be serious…he just wanted to be sure that he was safe for Rachel. His phone vibrated once again, and it was his mom imploring him to invite Rachel over tonight. "Mom is inviting you to dinner tonight," he grunted.

"Well…I'm free," she said to him. "It would be better than listening to a recording of what Daddy wants me to do while him and Dad are out for their anniversary," she sighed; she loved her dads, but when it came down to it she was alone most of the time.

"Alright," he was hoping that his sister would be over at a friend's house. But who knew; maybe they would get along. "Just as a warning, my sister and mother will definitely ask a lot of questions," Whenever it was just him and his family at the house; he wasn't the complete asshole jock. He was just a big brother to his sister; and he found himself liking himself more as that person. He shook his head; that kind of personality wouldn't settle well at school. He looked down at Rachel; and started to pull her away from the school.

"Where are we going?" she questioned, snuggling into his side.

"I don't know," he said to her, "I was just kind of planning on driving until we found a place we would both like to eat at," he said, smiling lightly. She smiled back, and squeezed his waist once more. He was going to suggest ditching, but the way her dads had gotten the first time he wasn't too sure about it.

"So…are we going to ditch?" she questioned, as they arrived at his truck. He still couldn't believe a part of him was kind of being the moral compass in their relationship. He shook his head, and gave her a grin.

"Whatever you want babe," he assured her. The old Puck may have been nervous about whatever Rachel may or may not have planned, but he was going to just roll with it. Ever since they started to date again, she had developed a sexy smirk of her own. It did a lot to the lower parts, and he grinned. She grabbed his hands, and started to pull him to his truck. For most days of the week, Puck had been picking her up. He may not be the Badass Mother Fucker (usually shortened to BAMF) he used to be, but he was someone to be feared if they hurt his girl.

His truck roared to life, and he started driving out of the school. Rachel bit her lip as she decided what they could do. She wasn't sure what to do; breaking rules wasn't usually her thing. She looked down at her clothes she had picked out, and started pulling lightly at the end of her skirt. She knew that no matter what Puck would be there. She bit her lip, and he gave her a questioning look, "What's up?" he questioned, as he started driving towards the fast food joints.

She brightened her smile, and felt her shell come back on. "Just thinking about what to do," she said to him. Puck sighed, and then headed towards the theaters. As much as Rachel didn't admit it out loud, she was not comfortable drinking or smoking. So whenever he went out with her, none of those things happened. "We're going to the movies?" she questioned. "I didn't bring any money-,"

"We don't need money babe," he said with a smirk. "I'm going to teach you the art of sneaking into a theater," he chuckled. In Lima, none of the staff seemed to care if you didn't have a ticket, so it was just saying walk in for free. She chuckled lightly, and found herself scooting closer towards her boyfriend. "It'll be fun," he promised, trying to see the classic Rachel Berry smile come on her face. She finally smiled nervously, and he chuckled. "Rache, if you really-,"

"I'm fine," she said, snuggling into her boyfriend as he headed towards the movies. Puck was glad that she was trying to be badass, but he didn't want to be pushing her if she didn't want to be doing this. "Noah…I promise…" she swore and that finally convinced him. "We're still getting popcorn right?" she questioned. Puck let out a laugh, and pressed a quick kiss on her lips before he parked his car. Like he said, it was really easy just to blend with the crowd to get into the theater.

"So what are you in the mood for to see?" he whispered into her ear.

"Whatever you want," she said, "as long as I get my popcorn," she said laughing.

"Alright," he said, laughing along with her.

I'm sorry its so open ended, but I hope you enjoyed this chapter ^_^ thank you so much for all your love and support