A/N: greymalkin7 pointed something out to me that I now realize I should have clarified in the previous chapter about the gloves that Rachel got. They are in fact latex free gloves. Sorry if anyone got confused over that.

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Now, back to the story…

Puck couldn't believe it when he heard it. Rachel destroyed Quinn's life by telling Finn and now Quinn is living with the Berrys. Talk about an episode from The Twilight Zone. Puck was hoping Quinn would live with Brittany or even Santana but to live with Rachel would make his plan of getting Quinn back into his life even harder. Rachel was like a pit bull when it came to people she cared about. He wasn't sure how he could handle his ex-girlfriend, but if anyone had any way of helping him, it would be Kurt.

Puck waited until after Glee rehearsals to talk to him. He never thought he, Noah "Puck" Puckerman, stud and badass of McKinley High would have to ask Kurt Hummel for girl advice.

"Kurt, I need to talk to you about something important," Puck said as Kurt was packing his belongs away.

"Oh, are you finally going to take my advice on proper skin care, because your T-zone is in desperate need of some TLC. All you need is a good moist-"

"No, it's not about my face. It's about… a girl," Puck mumbled the last part.

"What? I didn't understand that last part. It sounded like you said you need advice about a girl."

"I did and if you say anything about this conversation, I will make the Dumpster tossing seem like a walk in the park."

"Fine, what is it you want to know."

"How do I get Quinn to talk to me when she has a pit bull who looks like Rachel Berry guarding her?"

Kurt just about fell over from laughing. He couldn't believe that of all the girls in the school, Puck would have to ask about the one girl that dumped him.

"Dude, it's not funny. I want my kid to know me and I'm not going to bail on her like my dad did."

"Okay, just give me a minute," Kurt said as he tried to regain his composure. "Now, the thing with Rachel is don't try to hide what you are doing. Don't lie to her and don't act suspicious. If you do, I can guarantee you will never get in the front door."

"That's it? Just ask her if I can see Quinn and she will let me? Well this will be a piece of cake. Thanks, dude." With that, Puck walked out of the room already planning to talk to Rachel the next day. He knew by the end of tomorrow, Quinn would be one step closer to seeing just how much Puck wanted to be her life.

"No."

"What do you mean 'no'?" Puck asked, confused the next morning at school. He had just asked Rachel if he could come over and talk to Quinn as she avoided him in school.

"Just that, no. You have ruined her life enough as it is. You are the one who got her pregnant when she was dating your best friend. If you would have kept it in your pants, then she wouldn't be in this situation. You are nothing but a perverted jerk with the mental capacity of Homo Erectus."

"Homo what? Did you just call me gay because you and all of the girls in the school know that is last thing I am. Besides, if it wasn't for you, Finn would still think he got Quinn pregnant with out actually having sex, so this is partly your fault as well."

Rachel stood staring at Puck like he grew a second head. "My fault? Everyone else covered it up for you. At least I told the truth. Finn deserved to know the truth. Yes, I did it for selfish reasons at the time, but now at least everyone isn't walking on egg shells around him. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get to class and I suggest you do the same. If you want to prove to Quinn you're serious about taking responsibility for her daughter, then start acting like it."

Rachel shut her locker and gave Puck his own private show of a diva storm out. All Puck could think about as she walked away was that the skirts she wore should be outlawed. They didn't allow for any brain function. Maybe Rachel was on to something about going to class. No time like the present. The only problem was, Puck skipped so much, he forgot what class he had second period.