AN: Nothing to say really... Huh... Second time it's happened... This is odd... Think it might happen on chapters divisible by six...
Decided to half my reviews... one that are involved particularly in this chapter are put in the first AN, others are in the bottom...
Sarahdelovely: I hope your not disappointed when you find out what the oreos were about... :S...
Just fyi, this is a bit of a short chapter cause I was a bit busy today but decided I should upload for you guys...
Xnerdark: I told you! Hang on for another chapter or two cause the rest is still in the mail (ie my brain)
BellaLuce: All apart of the plan...
Sparklylutz & Jenny0305: Glad you liked it... and keep reading... :)
AussiePanda: Here's your next chapter! :) Confusion is figured out... my computer just had the page saved on it and brought up it's last memory of it... if you get that... I didn't, not the way I just wrote it but I'm not sure how else to explain it...
At 8:15 exactly, Puck pulled up in front of Rachel's house and beeped twice. Usually he hated being on time, but his sister would run late otherwise and while he didn't mind rocking up late to school, Finn would probably kill him. Or attempt to at the very least.
Rachel rushed out of the house, waving goodbye to her dad's and jumped into the backseat of Puck's truck, next to his sister. "Good morning." she said and Puck was glad that Rachel's usual perky self was back. Secretly though. He would never admit it out loud and he would bash anyone who insinuated it. "Morning Isla."
Ever since the night when Rachel had met Isla at Finn's house, she'd fallen in love with the little girl and had slightly spoiled her every time she'd hung out with Finn, Puck, Matt and Mike after school. Like when she kept sneaking Isla extra cookies the other night after dinner, even though Puck said she could only have two after Mrs Hudson said one. Rachel made sure Isla had five.
Isla grinned and threw herself across the seat, hugging Rachel. "Noah didn't tell me you were coming!"
"I don't tell you a lot of things." Puck said. "It never bothered you before."
Isla just stuck her tongue out at him and rested her head against Rachel. "Rach, are you staying back this afternoon?" Finn asked her and Puck glanced into his rear view mirror.
"Actually, no." Rachel ran a hand through her hair. "I'm too tired."
"Do you mind hanging out on the bleachers for Puck and me to finish football?"
She shook her head wearily. "No, not at all. But I might just stay in the library and do my homework."
"Which means squirt, you're going home with Mrs Rutherford." Puck glanced at his sister. "And you're going to do your homework to."
"Okay." Isla sighed, still against Rachel. They pulled up in front of Isla's school and she unbuckled herself and leaned forward, kissing Finn on the cheek and then Puck. She also gave him a one armed hug around his neck, almost choking him but in a good way. "Bye!" she said to everyone after hugging Rachel and jumping out of the car.
"She's cute." Rachel said.
"And deadly annoying." Puck grinned, throwing the car back into drive and moving along.
"Oh yeah..." Rachel reached in her bag and pulled out oreos. "Why'd you want them?"
"You got her to bring you oreos?" Finn asked him seriously.
Puck nodded, reaching back for the packet. "Thanks." he cracked it open and started to eat. "I felt like them."
Rachel stared at him incredulously. "Are you serious?"
With his mouth full of cookies he raised an eyebrow at her. He tried answering her but it ended up sounding like, "Humrbhgal."
"Chew." she instructed and he did. Finn almost did a double take. Him and both their mothers had been trying to convince Puck chewing was necessary for years.
"I said, hungry." Puck handed Finn an oreo. He stared at it for a moment before resigning and taking it.
Rachel laughed from the back seat and when Finn and Puck gave her a raised eyebrow she just rolled her eyes and giggled. "Boys."
Puck shrugged at Finn and ate another oreo. Rachel felt herself grinning like a madwoman in the backseat, and not because of the joking around, but because in the last week Rachel had decided she just might have friends.
~*~
Puck and Finn walked with Rachel to her locker and Finn left them there to go see Quinn a few lockers down. The two were speaking quietly, huddled around something. Puck leaned on the locker next to Rachel, facing her and away from the happy couple. "Berry, do you really need all of those books?"
Rachel, who had been un-piling her textbooks and folders from her locker, looked up briefly and frowned. "Yes. It's just my books for first and second."
"There are like... twenty-books there."
"Only because I carry all my exercise books in my folder and I have two textbooks for maths and a reading book as well as a textbook for English. You should know, you take both classes with me."
Puck frowned, "We have maths first?"
"Yes."
He grinned lazily and briefly looked over his shoulder at Finn, "Hey dude, wanna go to 7/11?"
"Yeah, alright." Finn called back but then went back to his conversation with Quinn. Briefly, from behind Finn and Quinn, Puck saw a bunch of basketball jocks joking around, all pointing in Quinn's general direction. Dweebs... Puck thought.
Rachel smacked his arm, bringing his attention back to her. "Noah, we have class."
"No, we have maths." he corrected her. "Designated free period."
She narrowed her eyes at him and Puck knew that meant he was about to get lectured so he shoved his hand over Rachel's mouth and held her like that with his other hand behind her head so she couldn't move. She said something but it was muffled by his hand. "No speaking." he said. "I've missed most of the year so this one 7/11 run ain't gonna ruin my whole life."
Her eyes became even narrower and she stuck her tongue out and licked his hand. He kept his hand there, raising his eyebrow up. "You think that's gonna stop me from shutting you up?" He leaned down and whispered into her ear, "I've swapped saliva with you, remember that." Rachel's eyes became wide and she hit him again before more muffled sounds came out from behind his hand.
Puck just laughed and slightly turned when Quinn and Finn walked up to them. "Let go of Rachel, Puck."
"Nah." Puck said. "She'll lecture me otherwise..." he started laughing, "Hey that tickles..." Under Puck's hand, Rachel was trying to bite him, but her teeth just wouldn't reach his hand.
"Okay, this is weird." Quinn stated, crossing her arms over her books. "You look like your making out with his hand, Rachel."
Rachel instantly stopped, turning bright red and earning a snicker from Puck. "I knew you wanted me."
The bell for first period rang and Puck finally removed his hand from her mouth with a cocky grin. Rachel was about to spurt into a mountain race of a lecture when he just walked off. With her mouth hanging slightly agape, she turned on her heel to chase after him. "Noah, maths is the other way."
"7/11 is this way."
"Noah." she berated and Quinn just rolled her eyes, walking a little ahead of them.
"Seriously, Man-Hands, you're not going to get them to quit. Puck skips maths. Nobody is going to change that." And with that Quinn turned into a classroom, her head held high.
Puck narrowed his eyes at the 'Man-Hands' comment then looked back to Rachel. "She's kind of right."
"Finn!" Quinn's voice yelled out from inside the class. "Get in here."
Finn paused and looked at Puck. "Sorry dude. We can go to 7/11 later."
Rachel felt like pointing out the hypocrisy in Quinn's statement but decided not to because the blonde ex-cheerleader was only starting to allow her into her good books. Yet again, Rachel could find hypocrisy in Quinn Fabray having good books, so pursed her lips and decided not to lecture her own mind.
Puck groaned, tilting his head back in frustration. "Fine. I'll go sleep in the nurse's office."
"Noah instead of wasting an hour of your life sleeping, just come to class where there is a chance you could possibly learn something that could enrich your life." Rachel said, wrapping her hand around his bicep and tugging him the opposite way.
"Math won't enrich my life, Berry." he said, frowning at her. "Anyways, it's not a waste of an hour. It's more like recharging the batteries."
"Didn't you sleep last night?" she asked, intrigued.
Puck smirked, wriggling his eyebrows. "Oh I slept alright..." No I didn't... didn't even get laid... Can't. Finn sleeps two feet away from me and the dude mumbles shit while he's sleeping. Anyways, even if I wasn't having sex, I wasn't sleeping. Couldn't. Haven't been able to... Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered what Rachel would do if she knew.
But Rachel didn't know that and she let go of his arm, disgusted. "That's horrid."
"Yeah well, that's life. Just ask Artie." With that comment, he walked down the hallway to the car park. He turned back briefly once he was at the end of the hallway to see Rachel staring at the ground looking upset and disappointed. She turned around and almost bumped into the group of basketball players he'd seen before, but he didn't wait to see what would happen.
Not my problem... I never go to Maths... ever.
He rounded the corner and walked all the way to the nurse's office when second bell rang, telling everyone class started. His hand rested on the door and he was about to walk in when he stopped himself. Rachel looked disappointed and it was because of him. But dude, you slushied her how many times and you never cared... Wait... Slushies!
Puck let go of the door and turned back around, jogging to maths class. He wasn't going to maths to learn. He was going so he didn't forget again that he needed to ask Rachel about the slushies and this dude who was torturing her. If that meant attending a stupid maths class, so be it. He wasn't going to let himself forget again.
When he walked back down the hallway he left Rachel in, he fully expected to see it empty. What he didn't expect was a puddle of blue on the ground where Rachel had been standing, last time he saw her.
Through his mind flashed the images of the basketball jocks, all walking down the hallway, following behind Finn, Quinn, Rachel and himself. The ones he had thought were laughing and pointing at Quinn. But maybe they were laughing and pointing at Rachel.
Puck walked down the hallway, a little faster than before. He walked to maths class and peered through the window. The teacher paused and looked up at him so he had to walk in. "What's the matter?" Mr Marx asked. Matt looked over to Puck and shot him a 'What the hell?' look.
"Uh, Rachel Berry here?" he asked cautiously.
Mr Marx looked up around the classroom. "That's odd. I could've sworn I saw her in the hallway." He then paused and frowned. "Wait... Noah Puckerman. Aren't you in this class?"
"Uh... got to go." Puck turned around and darted out of the classroom, letting the door slam behind him. So if I was Berry and I was slushied, where would I go? He looked down the hall to see the girls bathroom with a small hand shaped wet patch on the door. And bingo was his name-o.
AN & Reviews:
Last line... Type in 'Tom Cruise Super Hero Movie Trailer' on youtube... I watched that last night with my brothers and sister-in-law... died of laughter...
Ladybug Jess: Yes! Cause my best friend (who's crazy about Doctor Who) has that picture on his maths book! Thanks for the review ;)
JustAmazing: ...Is it bad I'm happy I made you cry? Only because like... it meant I did something right... I think? I don't think happy is the right word... proud? LoL, I'm just digging my grave... Hmmm and the point of 'Berry'. I believe it could be used as a term of endearment, if used in the right context. I mean, my best friend and I call each other by our last names and when he introduced me to his friends from his new school he introduced me by calling me by my last name... In fact, people shortening my surname (and my fascination with lego statues) was how I got my nickname 'Legos' (pronounced Leg-gos)... Anyone else want to comment? Oh and I'm only writing more cause bricks friggin hurt! :P
Ch3lsBishop: Thank you for you awesome review! I really hope your right (blushes like an idiot)... LoL... my brother is pretty cool. Total weirdo, but cool. I like that he's a weirdo though. I don't like normal... Just walked into the house after spending the night with him, my 'kind-of' brother Leo and Bianca, Justin's girlfriend (yes she has the same name as me, yes it's weirder than fuck, but they're in love so it's just... screwed actually... I love Bianca though. She's awesome) We played Fifa and decided to have an impromptu water gun fight. Did I mention they're all in their mid-twenties?
Karma22: Laughed so hard about the 'ballad' comment my sides hurt... U can be my kind-of sister, cause I have a kind-of brother... The dude basically lived with us for his high school career cause he was my brothers best friend and he lived up the road from us... so I adopted him as my kind-of brother... LoL :)... And weird is the only way to be... If I don't get a weird look in a day I feel like I haven't achieved something... :)
EscapeSomebody: Yeah, I think you mentioned you loved it once or twice... LoL... Thank you very much for your review... Check your PM's ;)
Puck'sButterfly: Thankyou! If you want, I turn 'Anon' reviews on so just type 'Puck'sButterfly' in instead of logging in all the time... I'm pretty horrible and sometimes review as 'BibityBobity' cause I can't be bothered to login or I'm half asleep as I read so can't remember my password... or my username... ;)
Alimard: Yeah, that's about as romantic as I've ever written... LoL... I heart writing dream sequences... The Artina sub-plot is actually pretty important... for later chapters... And it's funny to write Tina stuff... cause I'm a bit... uh... eccentric? Like her... Well, I dress a bit like her, except I'm more purple and red than blue perse... And yes to the slushie part... ;) Showgirls... LoL
Fantasy's forever: Would you kill me if I used that sentence somewhere in this story, because it's like golden... If you say yes, I'll give you credit (undoubtedly) and it would be used later but like... that's gold. Pure and utter gold. And yes, I totally agree with you... Finn/Rachel is Finchel... it sounds weird... Reminds me of birds and then I think about Brittany hiding a bird in her locker and then I start laughing cause it's Brittany... It doesn't make me think about romance... Puckleberry though... well... it speaks for itself... Read a little further down and I know how to prove your statistics...
Chrpangel: Thank you so much! My heart swelled... (Doesn't sound healthy but meh...)
Shivvy1080: Aww... thank you so much! Sorry I made you cry but like... cool... Sounds bad but... cool... Look at JustAmazing's reply for why I think it's cool.
Ncar08: Thanks! Glad you get my humour because at times it's a bit whack but... cool... :)
So like Fantasy's forever reviewed last chapter and I've been thinking about this for a while... she said statistically Puckleberry is favoured of Finchel... AGREED! And I know a foolproof way to prove it...
Step 1: Go to the Glee fanfiction main page where you don't have any settings... just normal plain page.
Step 2: Go to 'RATINGS' and click ALL
Step 3: Go to 'CHARACTER (A)' and click 'FINN H.'
Step 4: Go to 'CHARACTER (B)' and click 'RACHEL B.'
Step 5: Click 'GO'
Step 6: Observe the page numbers in the top left corner, below the advertisement...
Step 7: Go to 'CHARACTER (A)' and click 'PUCK'
Step 8: Click 'GO'
Step 9: Observe the page numbers in the top left corner, below the advertisement...
Step 10: Revel in the Puckleberry Juice...
Need anyone say more?
Do you know what I've also noticed... I recognise most Glee authors by now... All the Tartie or Artina writers, all the Puckleberry writers... the Mittany and Quinn/Finn writers, even the Puck/Kurt/Finn writers... (even though I'm not a fan of Puck/Kurt... Finn/Kurt, I've read one which was hilariously good... can't remember it's name...) But I have no clue about Finchel writers... I just don't read Finchel... occasionally I'll reading Puckleberry Finn, but only when Puck and Rachel end up together in the end...
Huh.
My AN took up a bit more than a page and a half... Two pages if you count the top one... fahk...
Reviews are welcomed with open arms... (As you see)