Hey guys here's another chapter and I'm sorry I don't update as often but I have school until May 10th. After that though I should be writing and updating frequently. I was so determined to get a chapter up this week though and I hope you guys like it. Can't wait Glee comes back this Tuesday and that long wait is officially over! Oh and I'm extra happy that Monchele is actually on and they've been on several dates. I mean what more could I ask for!
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of the storylines or settings except Charlie/Cataleya, Taylor and other future made up characters.
Puck POV:
I strolled down the hall checking out some cheerleaders and flashing them my 'you know you want me smirk.' Of course they would melt and swoon over me as I pasted by, I'm a total badass and the whole package.
I watched Kurt and Blaine walk by holding hands, Mercedes feeding Shane, both enjoying the act, Tina and Mike by one of the classrooms holding hands and rubbing noses; must be an Asian thing, then Santana and Brittney down the hall holding pinks as they stole kisses. I rolled my eyes and kept walking to my locker, which was next to Sam's. I walked by Rachel's locker watching Finn grab her books and her rewarding him with a kiss on the cheek. When I turned the corner I saw Sam and Charlie flat out getting it on by my locker. What the hell is with all these couples!
"Can't a man get to his locker without seeing all these damn PDA's?" I rudely said, opening my locker.
Sam and Charlie broke apart, straightening themselves out. "Sorry bro. We just got carried away."
Charlie fixed her hair. "Yeah we promise we won't do it in front of you again."
I shrugged my shoulders. "I didn't say all that. The least you guys could do is make a sex tape for me." That comment earned a jab at my arm from Sam.
I lifted my hands in defense. "I was just joking bro."
Charlie rolled her eyes. "Sam apologize to Puck."
His eyes widened as well as his mouth hung open. "B…but…he."
She put her hand up and he stopped talking. "He didn't mean it. You know Puck and you know that wasn't necessary," she pointed out.
Sam heavily sighed then nodded. "Sorry Puck," he gritted though his teeth.
I bursted out laughing and shook my head. "Man you are soooo whipped."
Charlie firmly held Sam's hand. "It's ok to be whipped because he gets rewarded for good behavior." She winked at him as he smirked at her suggestion.
"Can you guys just go have sex already? And maybe you can use the leash and whip Char," I commented in disgust.
"What about whips?" Finn cut in, holding Rachel's hand.
We did our usual handshake. "Nothing just talking about how almost everyone in Glee in whipped by their girlfriends especially you Finessa."
Rachel laughed moving closer into Finn's side, him wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "Noah are you still on that ridiculous nickname?"
"Sorry babe I just can't help it. This guy can't be tamed by no one," I jerked forward trying to intimidate everyone but failed.
Finn chuckled, "I remember a time when you were softer. A time you loved a certain blonde."
I rolled my eyes. "Psh Quinn and I are long done. It'll never happen again," I crossed my arms, leaning across the set of lockers.
This time it was Rachel's turn to roll her eyes. "Sure…anyway can we talk about something else other than Noah's jealously towards couples like us."
"My little Jewish American princess I ain't jealous. I love being single," I finished before turning away from them.
No One's POV:
A kid with a guitar started playing a familiar tune. Puck walked up to a group of cheerleaders and started singing.
Well looky here, looky here,
Ah what do we have?
Another pretty thang ready for me to grab,
He grabbed one of them and twirled her around.
But little does she know
That I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing.
'Cause at the end of the night,
It is her I'll be holding.
As he was singing all of the cheerleaders danced behind him, following him while walking down the hall. He saw another hot chick batting her eyes by her locker and walked up to her, putting a finger under her chin.
I love you so,
That's what you'll say.
You'll tell me,
Baby, baby please don't go away.
But when I play, I never stay.
To every girl that I meet here this is what I say:
The scene from the hallway changed to everyone being in the choir room. Sam, Mike and Blaine were his background singers while Finn and the usual band played.
Run run run away, run away baby,
Before I put my spell on you.
You better get get get away, get away darling,
'Cause everything you heard is true.
Your poor little heart will end up alone,
'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone.
So you better run run run away, run away baby.
Everyone else especially the girls were jumping up, clapping or dancing along in their seats.
Well let me think, let me think,
Ah what should I do?
Puck walked between Sugar and Charlie, leaning in to both of them trying to flirt. Sugar looked like she was in a trans as Charlie just rolled her eyes and pushed his face away.
So many eager young bunnies,
That I'd like to pursue.
Now even now they eating out the palm of my hand,
There's only one carrot and they all gotta share it.
Finn, Sam, Blaine and Mike came in with the chorus. Puck quickly glanced at Quinn to see her enjoying the performance.
I love you so
That's what you'll say
You'll tell me
Baby baby please don't go away
But when I play, I never stay
To every girl that I meet here this is what I say:
Run run run away, run away baby
Before I put my spell on you
You better get get get away get away darling
'Cause everything you heard is true
Your poor little heart will end up alone
'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone
So you better run run run away run away baby.
Puck POV:
Everyone got up and clapped when I finished. I nodded my head in approval, satisfied by the message I sent across.
Mr. Schue patted me on the back. "Great job Puck very…you. Ok before we leave, I would like to extend congratulations to Brittney for winning school president and Kurt because his dad won congress. Oh and I'm so proud of all of you for giving your best at Sectionals so now we have to be prepared for Regionals." Everyone clapped, hollered or grinned then started getting up and leaving. I started to leave before I heard Quinn call me from behind. I coolly waited for everyone to leave and we just stood there awkwardly.
"What's up?" I asked
She nervously placed hair behind her ears and put her hands behind her back. I took the time to really look at her. She was wearing a lace shirtdress that was striped with reddish pink lines and a tan colored background. Over her outfit she wore a tan trench motorcycle jacket, the outlining was the same color as the stripes. She looked beautiful, as she always will be to me.
"You were great," she quietly mused about my song.
I drummed the wall, pacing slowly across the floor. "Thanks…is that all you wanted to talk about?"
She shook her head. "No. If you wanted to go see Beth with me today after school and if you could drive me there."
"Uh yeah that's cool."
She gave me a small smile. "Ok good…so see you after school," she finished, leaving the choir room.
I mentally slapped myself from thinking of all the good times Quinn and I had.
No chick will ever again tame the Puckasaurus.
Charlie POV:
"Don't forget Lima mall this weekend," Rachel announced, snapping me out of concentrating on the lesson.
"Hmm?"
She softly laughed. "You remember? Everyone from Glee is going to visit Santa for Brittney's sake."
"Oh yeah." Just last week, Santana told me about how everyone found out Brittney still believed in Santa last year so they all visited him to keep her faith. I guess it turned into a tradition now. She said we all have to sit on his lap and ask him what we wished for or wanted for Christmas. "I'll be there."
Her smiled widened. "Great," she said cheerily. "Do you need a ride? I'm sure Sam and I could pick you up."
I shook my head. "No I got my motorcycle back from Burt's shop. Finn finally fixed it so I'm dying to ride it again before it snows or something."
Her face turned grim and in a disapproving matter. "I hate those things. I know I'm not your mother but every time you drive that thing I get so worried. There's so many cons to having one like it's too dangerous, not many drivers would see you especially at night, when you drive there's not air conditioner if too hot or heater if too cold, and you would get a serious injury if you get in an accident. You won't have as much protection than a car." I listened to her go on and on about the dangers of having a motorcycle, silently deciding that I wouldn't tell her Finn wanted lessons on how to read it.
"Relax Rachie. The worst that could happen is me ending up six feet under," I joked. Her shocked look turned into a smirk as she playfully nudged me.
"Anyway I'm happy Sugar and Mercedes are back on our team. We're one big happy family again," she excitedly voiced as the bell rang.
We got up and walked to our next class. "Now our only real competition is the Warblers."
"Kurt can't wait to crust them because of Sebastian but I told him we have to be the better people and not play into his games."
"I agree but would you be so calm if he was trying to steal Finn from you?" I questioned, earning a sigh from her.
"I suppose you're right. Good thing Blaine loves Kurt too much to fall into his trap though," Rachel confidently commented.
We reached my locker and I changed my book, after touching my two fingers to my lips then touched Sam's photo framed in my locker. "The only thing Sebastian's going to get is our taunting for winning Regionals."
Rachel frowned. See the thing about Rachel is that she was anti violent. I loved Rachel because she was a naïve and innocent person, who saw the best in everyone when everyone wasn't so good. Yeah she was an intense person but she had the best intentions. "Okay…they'll get our sympathy when they lose," I corrected.
She smiled her famous smile again. "Better." We reached her locker next and I leaned against her neighboring locker.
"Yeah yeah yeah so what are you asking Santa for Christmas this year?" I asked, trying to humor her.
Her eyes lit up in excitement. Rachel always said even though she's Jewish her favorite holiday was Christmas. Well expect for last year when her and Finn officially broken up a week before it. She quickly searched in her locker and pulled out a small piece of paper from one of her binders and started unfolding it. That's when I realized it wasn't just a small piece of paper but a very long list. "Whoa. I hope that's your grocery list."
She bursted out in laughter. "No sill. This is my Christmas wish list." My eyes widened and she must've noticed. "Don't worry out of this list I expect Finn to get me five things on the list, not the whole list. Also there's some suggestions if you, Blaine or Kurt were interested in giving me something but it's not required; your friendship is enough."
"What did Finn say about this?" I asked intrigued.
She gave me a guilty look as she fiddled with her fingers. "Ididn'tgivethistohimyet," she mumbled.
"What?" I asked, not understanding what she said.
She sighed. "I didn't tell Finn about what I want yet or give him this list."
"Rachel…"
"I know. I should go give him this now so that gives him enough time!" she animatedly noted. She hurried off and I shook my head in disappointment. She definitely didn't get where I was going with this.
She came rushing back and I had the tiniest bit of hope I actually got to her. "Oh and here's a copy of the list. I assume you will collaborate amongst the others on what you're getting me so I don't get extra gifts." She looked at me with her wide innocent eyes. "You know just in case you decide to get me a gift after all." As soon as she turned back around and left, I did a facepalm.
She really didn't get my point after all.
Sam POV:
I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of kissing Charlie. I love the fruity taste she brings to every kiss. We were outside of her classroom doing are routine makeout session until Coach Sylvester walked by.
"Break it up you hormonal teenagers. I don't want you to accidently eat my star cheerleader up with you abnormally large lips," she offensively commented.
Charlie laughed as I frowned before she kissed me again. "Don't worry babe. I love your lips."
I grinned, playing absentmindedly with her hair. "I love yo…ur hair." Hair? Really! I just couldn't say it. I love you. There. Why did it sound so much easier in my head?
I thought she was going to look at me weird and just walk into her class but she didn't. She loudly laughed, catching a few people in the hallways attention. After she calmed down for a while, she just smiled at me lovingly. "Thanks I try my best," she joked then gave me a peck on the lips before heading into class.
I stared at her a few seconds longer then headed to class myself.
"Dude! I'm dating Kim Kardashian!" Finn shouted, walking towards me looking upset.
My eyebrows knitted together. "What's wrong?"
He handed me a ridiculously long list. "That's a lot of gifts."
Finn threw his hands up in frustration. "I know! I was planning on getting Rachel something for Christmas but not all this. I even told her that all I want for Christmas is her; just like the song Mercedes sung when we were decorating the choir room.
I patted his back as we started walking. "Get her a meaningful gift and I bet she'll forget all about the list. I'm sure whatever you get her she'll love it because she loves you."
He gave me a small smile and nodded. "Thanks bro…heading to class?"
"Yup just dropped Charlie off at class."
"How are you guys doing?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Great, she really is amazing."
His eyes widened. "Wow that serious?"
I nodded. "I almost told her I loved her just now but instead I freaked out and said I loved her hair," I said a little disappointed in myself.
His mouth formed in an 'o' as he shut one eye. "Oh that sucks."
I heavily groaned, wanting to run into anything hard for my stupidity. "I just don't want to tell her and have her freak out or worse cheat on me after she has me wrapped around her finger."
Finn frowned. "Yeah sorry again about Quinn."
"It's cool. I've been over that a long time ago."
He nodded in understanding. "Well sorry to say dude but if you were going to tell her you love her then you're already wrapped around her finger. You shouldn't worry about Charlie doing any of that stuff anyway. She's totally different from Quinn. If you feel that strongly about her, you should tell her. I remember when I first said I love you to Rach. It was two years ago at Regionals. She looked so beautiful then she told me to break a leg, which she later told me meant good luck and I just blurted out I love you but I really meant it. The moment was right and she's the right one for me so yeah it was perfect, even if she didn't say it back that day."
I looked at him for a second. Maybe telling Charlie wasn't so bad after all. "You're right Finn. Thanks that's just the pep talk I needed." The bell rang, signaling class was about to start. "Maybe you should ask Santana for help with Rachel," I said after we did our handshake and left to class.
"Thanks bro!" he shouted at me before heading to class himself.
Charlie POV:
I was listening to music in my room when I heard a knock. I figured it was most likely my evil stepmother so I didn't answer. Eventually she would stop knocking and leave me alone and the knocking stopped. Instead the door creaked open and my dad's head suddenly popped in.
"Hola mija. Can we talk?" he asked. I nodded and he came in and plopped down on my bed after shutting the door behind me. "How's my little Cataleya?"
I looked up from my laptop, groaning. "Dad I'm not little anymore so please stop talking to me like that."
He chuckled. "You're still a little girl to me."
I rolled my eyes. "So what did you want to talk about?"
His smile turned into a frown. I always knew what that look meant and that's why I hated it so much. "You're going to hate me but I have to leave three days before Christmas."
I didn't even spare a glance at him because I knew he could probably see the disappointment in my eyes if I did. I wouldn't cry about it nor would I pout about it. This was like a normal routine. I haven't cried since my mom's death and I wasn't going to start now. "Typical," I muttered.
"Hey I'm doing this for us," he said a little aggravated.
I slammed my laptop shut. "Just like you marrying that bruja for 'us.'"
His face looked grim as he shook his head. "Cataleya…" he warned.
"I know I know. Be nice," I mocked.
"You have to respect her mija. She is your mother," he tried to reason before things escalated.
"No she isn't!" I raised my voice. I was tired of him and her reminding me that every time when in my heart it wasn't true. She can never be like my mom. Ever. "Mom died or did you forget when you replaced her?"
"Cataleya!" he finally snapped, looking at me with wild eyes.
I instantly backed down, realizing what I said and felt like a jerk. "Sorry dad."
He sighed heavily and softened after I apologized. He leaned towards me, gently caressing my face. "You're so much like your mother, such a free spirited, strong, tough and stubborn," he emphasized with a smile, making me laugh quietly. "And of course you have her beauty. You know I'll never forget about your mother." He grabbed my hand and moved it to my chest. "She's in you and I'm so happy she is because it's like I never lost her."
He set strands of hair behind my ear as my eyes were threatened with tears but I held my grip and didn't cry. "I just miss her a lot," was all I could say.
My dad nodded with a sad smile. "I know and that's ok to." He replied, pulling me into a tight hug. "Carmen is going to spend Christmas with her family in Brazil. I would feel less guilty if you spent Christmas with them."
"No I actually have plans with my friend. His family invited me to spend Christmas with them."
He pulled back a little from the hug. "A boyfriend perhaps?" he questioned with an eyebrow raise.
I smiled as I shook my head. "No dad just a friend. He has a girlfriend who's also my friend."
"Oh good. I though I had to meet this young man before I left," he joked. My dad wasn't the strict type about boys, which was good when I decided to introduce him to Sam in the future. "Night Cataleya. Te amo mucho," he whispered then kissed my forehead and got up to leave.
"I love you too dad," I genuinely said back before he smiled once more and closed the door. I reached over my bed and picked up my phone, dialing the familiar number.
"Hey is the offer about spending Christmas with you and everyone else still open?"
"Yeah of course."
"Ok well count me in then."
"Awesome."
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