Chapter One
On the first day of junior year, puck was already a legend. He was a stud, simply put. That day, a new girl came. She had mahogany hair and chocolate-brown eyes. She was wearing a short skirt that showed off her hot legs. She was also wearing a blue cardigan, with a white shirt underneath. Damn, Puck thought to himself. She was hot. "Going for it, man," he said to Finn Hudson, his best friend. He approached the girl, who was putting things into her locker. He leaned against it. She closed the locker, and jumped a bit "Did I scare you?" he asked with a smirk. "What the hell, man?" she asked, irritated. "Sorry, babe. Didn't mean to frighten ya," he said cockily. She rolled her eyes, "I'm not you're babe, if you wanna talk to me, learn my name," she said. He looked at her wrist. She was wearing a charm bracelet, with a star hanging off it. Rachel had one just like that, he thought. The girl, who had just walked off, looked oddly familiar. It couldn't be… he thought.
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He had his first class, Spanish, with her. "Hi, again," he said. She rolled her eyes. Finn walked in. "What'd she say, man?" he asked. "Nothing. Yet," Puck said. Then, Mr. Schuster walked in. "Hola, clase," he said. He announced there was a new student, but he didn't submit her to the torture of the first day introduction. The next time he saw her that day, Karofsky was standing in front of her with a cup that read Big Quench. Before he could even give his smart ass comment before he slushied her, he stormed over and punched him in the face. Blue, icy liquid spilled all over the hall. "What the hell?" Karofsky yelled. "What'd she do to you, man?" Puck asked. "Screw off!" he yelled. Karofsky walked away. "Thanks," she mumbled as she walked away.
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So Puck was in glee club. He was a bad- ass singer, all right? And that's when he saw her. "Are you stalking me?" she asked. He shook his head. Before he could ask who she was, Schuster came in. He welcomed her in. She walked up and sang her audition song. She sang a song from some play or whatever. But, DAMN she could sing. When she finished, the room applauded. She sat down next to him. After glee he asked, "What's your name?" He asked her. "Rachel," she said. Holy. Dear. Sweet. Mother. Of. God. It was her! It was Rachel! "Rachel as in Rachel Berry?" he asked. "How do you know my name?" she asked. "Rachel, it's me, Noah."