Chapter Three: Two is Better Than One
Author's Note: I figure that this song is from Puck's point of view. Thanks for reading and reviewing!

Puck paced the floor of the Glee practice room, focusing on the sheet of music he held in his hands. He just couldn't figure out the steps to the new dance that the Glee club was learning; Britney Spears just didn't come easily to him. As he tripped over his feet for what seemed like the hundredth time, he cursed the former Pop Princess and flung himself into a chair.

I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life
And I thought hey
You know this could be something
'Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing

Rachel walked towards her locker, balancing her books in one hand and handling a glass art project in the other. She stood in front of her locker, wondering how she was going to open it. As if by fate, Will Schuester walked by.

"Need a hand Rachel?" He voice was smooth and rich and made her weak at the knees.

"Um… s-sure, Mr. Schue. Thanks," Rachel could feel her face getting red and her palms getting sweaty. Will took the books from her right hand with ease and gently took her glass project from her left, leaving her empty handed to open her locker. She opened her locker door, took her books from Will's grasp and flung them inside. She shut the door and took the glass from Will. "Thank you, Mr. Schue, that could've turned out terrible," Rachel tried her best to keep from meeting his warm brown eyes. She knew that if she met his gaze that she would just sink to the floor right there. Will brought his hand to her face and swept a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

'Cause maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Well maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one

Puck couldn't take it anymore, he had to find Rachel. He left the choir room and went searching. He rounded a corner and stopped short. There was Mr. Schue touching Rachel's face and she wasn't pulling away. Puck marched towards the pair, but then stopped when he saw the look in her eyes; a look of pure longing and adoration that never seemed to be in her eyes when she looked at Puck.

I remember every look upon your face,
The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everythings okay
And finally now, we're leaving

"Rachel," Will pulled his hand away from her face and back down to his side. "We… that… this is… a mistake." Will struggled to push Rachel away. The look in his eyes, he was sure, spelled out everything he wanted to keep a secret. The attraction he felt for his student was fatal to his career. But the question he had to ask himself was, "is this worth it?".

"But Mr. Sch… Will," Rachel put her hand on his then pulled away quickly. "Sorry, that was… inappropriate."

"I'm glad you see it… my way." Will couldn't bear to meet her gaze; he knew it would torment him. Rachel took one last look at him then fled down the hall, her heels clicking away at the fading tile.

And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Well maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one

Puck paced his bedroom floor the next morning. He seemed to be doing a lot of pacing these days. He was trying to think of a way to keep Will and Rachel apart; he didn't like the hold that Will seemed to be recently having on Rachel. It was very sudden and if he was being honest with himself, a bit on the creepy side. He couldn't bear to see Rachel with another guy, let alone with a teacher. Suddenly, a light went on. He knew what he was going to do, and he already hated himself for it.

Maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking

Rachel sat in the empty choir room, waiting for Will to show up. She knew he liked to get to the choir room early and chill out for just a few minutes before classes began. She was wearing a short jean skirt with a black sweater with red accents. Her hair was curled to perfection and she had put on a bit of Chanel Mademoiselle this morning.

As if on cue, Will walked into the choir room at quarter to 8am.

"Hey, Mr… I mean, Will," Rachel skipped up to him. She shook her hair slightly and he inadvertently inhaled her scent. It sent him reeling.

"Hey, Rachel," He smiled his most charming smile and she could feel her temperature rise.

Puck was walking up to the choir room, camera in hand, flash ready.

"Will, I…." Rachel took a step closer.

"Rachel, I'm Mr. Schuester here at school," Will put his bag down on the floor and stacked the sheet music on top of the piano.

"But what about when we aren't at school?" Rachel took another step, feeling herself getting braver.

"Rachel, you know that won't happen," Will tried to focus on the music, alphabetizing it as slowly as he could.

Puck could see the scene unfolding now; Rachel was only a few feet from Will now and Puck was ready.

"But…" Rachel could place a hand on Will's shoulder now.

"Rach…" Will turned ever so slightly towards her, but in that small move, his body was curved to hers, her face to his chest.

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Oooh I can't live without you
'Cause baby two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And I've figured out with all that's said and done
Two, is better than one