Sorry I was on holidays. And I have school. I am officially taking a vow, if Puck and Shelby kiss tonight I'm never watching glee again (ok, maybe just a little bit.)

This obviously doesn't follow the Lucy storyline.

"Hey, Puck!" called Finn. "Get over here I need to tell you something!"

"Yeah" replied a tired Puck, Santana was going all hormonal on him.

"I asked out Quinn." Finn replied quickly.

About one hundred thoughts raced through Puck's mind in that split second. She liked him, he was sure of it, he was on the verge of dumping Santana and going back to her, how could she even like Finn, and he was an idiot, no offence to the dude, but seriously.

"She said yes!" Finn said excitedly. "We're going to the disco together and then off to Santana's for her party.

In that second Puck literally felt like punching him in the face. He had known Quinn longest, in Kindergarten, they had been buddies and after that constantly had desks next to each other. When they were ten they had spent the majority of lunch times together, both trying to get away from Santana.

Later that day

"What the hell Quinn!" Puck said angrily as her saw her behind the sports shed.

"What do you mean?" Quinn said almost just as loudly.

"You're dating Finn!" Puck shouted.

"What, wanted me to keep waiting for you, just standing by as you were off with Santana, playing back-up; well guess what Puck," Quinn said raising her voice even higher. "I don't put up with that shit."

Puck stood there, slightly astounded at what Quinn had just said.

"Oh don't look at me like that Puck, I'm thirteen, I can live without having to wait for you" Quinn replied, in her newly found bitchy voice.

All of a sudden, Puck kissed her.

Quinn was taken quite by surprise; she just berated him, why the hell did he start kissing her. Not like she wanted him to stop or anything either.

They stood there, behind the sports shed, locking lips for another few minutes. Then people started coming around the corner.

"Oh I g-get it now, t-thanks M-Mercedes." muttered a quiet Tina.

"Hey, Puckerman, Fabray, what are you two doing down here?" asked a very nosy Dave Karofsky. "I thought you were with Hudson?"

Well, word travels fast in this school. She was coming up with a smart reply when-

"Shove off Karofsky, we were just talking, mind your own business." Puck replied.

"Suit yourselves." He said, already walking away.

"Thanks," Quinn muttered. "I honestly couldn't think of a thing to say."

"I want to be with you Quinn. I don't care about Santana, I never really did, all I ever wanted was you Quinn." said Puck, looking her in the eyes. He knew she'd melt.

"Then dump her. Dump her and I'll dump Finn." Quinn said seriously, she wanted this.

Friday

So the disco had come and gone not much had happened, however both Quinn and Puck were still Finn and Santana.

Santana's party was a ton of fun, they all pulled an all-nighter and were sufficiently proud of themselves, despite the fact they all looked like zombies.

Quinn hadn't yet broken up with Finn. She was going to though, she was going to get her man.