Hey Guys! Here is chapter 2! Its short, but its late, and I couldnt type anymore. But I promise to have chapter three up tomorrow!
I looked over at San, who must have seen something in my eyes, because she diverted the attention away from me. I walked over and started saying goodbye to everyone, and I heard San whisper to Noah
"That's the move-in I was telling you about." I turned around, tuning out Blaine, who was trying to convince me to stay and hang out, and saw Noah smirking and whispering in San's ear, who was smiling and shaking her head. Another pang of jealousy shot through me, but I ignored it, again. I walked over to the couple, and instead of grabbing San by her hair, which I had an unexplainable desire to do, I turned to Kurt.
"I'm gonna go home and relax. Plus I have unpacking to do, so I'll see you later." He looked upset at that, and I could practically see the wheels turning in his mind. "Well, you at least have to stay and watch everyone perform! We could all come over tomorrow and help you unpack!" I shook my head and went to deny that, but Noah spoke up before I could say anything.
"Come on Berry. You know that you don't wanna go home and be alone on a Friday night in a new town." I turned and looked at him, and ignored the shiver that went through me when I made eye contact with him.
"Actually, Noah," his eyes widened at the use of his name, but he stayed quiet. "I would much rather go home and be alone anyway. I've had a tough time recently, and being alone wouldn't be too bad." I knew that I sounded cold, but I just couldn't let my feelings have reign when it came to this man. He just scoffed and said
"Fine Berry. Go home to your toys and fingers. You're probably used to it anyway." I gasped at that, and I felt my desire turn to anger.
"How dare you assume something that is completely wrong about me? You don't know me at all, and I would appreciate you acting appropriately around me. There is no need to be insulting and crass. You are a heathen, and I wouldn't stay around you if my life depended on it!" I turned around and met San's shocked gaze
"Goodnight Santana, I will see you later." And with that, I stormed out.
Kurt whistled.
"Damn, she ripped you a new one, Puckerman."
"Yeah, she really did." Chimed Mercedes. Noah just shrugged it off. He had made the remark to see how she would react to it, and she had reacted quite impressively. Santana walked over to him and chuckled.
"She pass?" Noah turned and met the gaze of the fiery Latina.
"I don't know what you are talking about, Satan." Santana just scoffed.
"You're only ever deliberately mean to someone when you want to fuck them. So you throw out a crude comment to see if they are easy or not. So, I'll repeat the question. Did she pass?" Noah was shocked for a second trying to figure out how the Latina had figured him out so well, when no one else had ever figured that out. Then he realized, she was him if he would have had a vagina instead of his dick, and he chuckled.
"Yeah, she was pretty impressive. But you've lost your touch if you think I'm going anywhere near that crazy. She bit my head off for a harmless comment. I like my women with fire, but not hot enough to burn." And he walked off to deal with the sign up sheets that were always full on Friday nights. Blaine laughed.
"He seems sorta sprung, doesn't he?"
"Sorta?" Laughed Mike, who was Noah's best friend.
"I've only ever seen him like that around one other female in the twelve years I've known that man." He didn't say who the female was; everyone already knew he was talking about Quinn. Noah would fall over himself to make that woman happy, and she led him on up till the day she married Finn. 'Good Riddance.' Was the collective thought going around the group.
Later that night, when everyone had gone home, San was sitting in her room thinking about what she was going to do about Puck and Berry. She was sure they would be perfect together. She smirked, and picked up her phone to text her best gay.
"We NEED 2 get Puck together w/ Berry. They r perfect."
She only had to wait a couple seconds before Kurt texted her back.
"OOH! Matchmaker? I'm in. So is Blaine, although, he is less willing. I'll fix that. ;)"
She laughed out loud, both at the fact that the text was in perfect grammar and spelling, and because she knew he would convince Blaine also. Kurt was nothing if not persuasive.
I woke up the next morning, and didn't even bother getting dressed. I stayed in my sports bra and boxers. I made breakfast, and a cup of coffee, then settled in to unpacking. I turned up my music and danced while I worked. At around 10 o'clock, there was a knock on my door. I stood there for a second, calculating the odds of it being a serial killer, then Colton briefly flashed through my mind, but I brushed both thoughts off with a scoff, and walked over to the door. When I looked through the peephole, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at what I saw. Before I could say or do anything, Santana's voice rang through my door.
"Don't roll your eyes bitch! Let us in!" I laughed and opened the door. Not only was San on the other side, so was Kurt, Brittany, Mercedes, and two other females I had never met.
"This is Sugar and Tina. We brought them over to help unpack and decorate." Said Kurt. I turned to look at him.
"Kurt, while I appreciate the thought, I explained last night that I had everything under control, and would not require outside help this morning." San rolled her eyes at me.
"Why can't you just say that you don't need help? That was like ten words to many." I shook my head as they all pushed past me anyway. Kurt gasped and started clapping when he heard the music I had playing in the background.
"Wicked? I LOVE that show!" I couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm about the music.
"I have the original Broadway Cast recording of just about every Broadway show I've ever seen, and this was the first CD I found this morning. I'm glad you appreciate my music." Kurt kept his smile, and shook his head at me. We walked into the kitchen, and noticed that the girls had most of the boxes unpacked, so we jumped in to help them.
Four hours later, every single box in my new house had been unpacked and arranged accordingly, and we were all sitting in my living room with lemonade that Kurt had made.
"My god this is exceptional lemonade, Kurt." I said, drinking half of my glass quickly.
"Why thank you Diva." Kurt had started calling me diva around noon, and no matter how much I asked him not too, he wouldn't stop, so I had accepted it. At that moment, San's phone rang. She answered it with a "Hey fucker!" and I just stared at her in shock. Tina laughed at me, and I looked at her.
"That's how she answers when Puck calls her. He is just as rude to her." My eyes snapped back to San when Tina mentioned who she was on the phone with. Santana noticed my look and smirked at me.
"Well, Berry's new house has a pool, and we should hold a housewarming party for her. Its 2 pm now, how about we all meet back at her place at 6?" she looked at me, obviously waiting for my answer, but I was torn. I was stuck between, 'wow, that sounds like a great idea!' and 'No way. Puckerman is not welcome in my home!' I finally settled on the former and nodded my head with a smile to San. I didn't want to make enemies this soon in a new town. Kurt clapped, and everyone was smiling. San finished up her phone call, and I expected everyone to get up and leave, but no one moved.
"Don't you all have to go get ready?" I asked the group of girls.
"Nah," Santana answered "we all are wearing our bathing suits, and since we are all friends, we don't need to get fancy." I laughed at her explanation.
"Well, I have to get dressed. I'll be back." As I got up to go into my room, Kurt, Sugar, Brittany, Mercedes and Tina got up and went into my kitchen, whereas Santana followed me into my room.
"So, what do you think of Puck?" I walked into my bathroom to change when it became obvious that she wasn't gonna leave so I could get ready.
"I don't have any particular thoughts about Noah, Santana. Besides the fact that he is a brute. His comment to me last night was crass and disrespectful, and I won't stand for it." I heard her scoff through the door.
"Then why did you let me invite him over?" I rolled my eyes. I had been doing that a lot since moving here.
"San, I'm not gonna tell your boyfriend he can't come over." Before I was even halfway through that sentence, Santana started laughing hysterically. I walked out in my favorite black and green bikini and a short wrap style dress, and glared at the girl rolling on my bed.
"What is so entertaining to you?" I snapped at her. She stopped laughing long enough to gasp out a sentence.
"You think that I'm dating Puck? PLEASE! I haven't dated that man since high school, and even then, I don't think it could even be called dating. It was more of we both had an itch, and were willing to help the other scratch." I grimaced, and just shook my head at her. I looked at the clock and it said 6 o'clock.
"They should be here soon anyway, lets go." As soon as I was done saying that, my doorbell rang. I walked to answer it, and gasped at what I saw once I got the door open.