Hello lovely readers! PLEASE do not hate me cause I haven't posted anything in FOREVER. But I am seriously lazy and I've fallen into the world of Puckleberry FanFiction and just recently emerged. It's sad. So I'm updating a little sporadically, but I'll try to get more stuff out soon.
Set during Never Been Kissed and f.y.i. Puck never went to juvie!
I thought about putting this at the end, but that's pretty annoying so...Puck lyrics in bold, Rachel's in italics, and both is both.
Thanks for all of the support! Love my readers! Enjoy!
"Come on Noah! We have to practice Finn and I's duet!"
That was the first thing that Puck heard when he walked into Glee practice the next day.
Oh my God, why am I doing this?
"Don't you mean our duet, sweetheart?" Puck waltzed in and plopped down in a seat on the back row.
Rachel made a noise that sounded eerily similar to the noise a mouse makes when it's squeezed too hard. He had lived a very destructive childhood. So what.
"Oh Noah, of course! My sincerest apologies. And please refrain from calling me anything other than my given name."
Puck rolled his eyes as he watched her flit over to the piano and grab a couple of pages of sheet music.
Puck looked around at the other kids in the classroom. Some were snickering and others were throwing him looks of pity. Mr. Shue was just giving him this look that said, "For the love of God, just do what she wants. Please, I'm begging."
Puck felt bad for the guy cause he actually looked about one more Rachel monologue away from throwing up his hands "Jesus Take the Wheel" style and giving her free rule. He tried to imagine a world where Mr. Shuester wasn't using his flimsy title as "Head of New Directions" to a) try to inappropriately insert himself in their issues and b) exert the little control he possessed over the divas of the choir room. Puck shuddered. Anarchy.
Puck huffed and went to stand behind Rachel at the piano. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "What are we singing today, princess?"
He did it mostly to get a rise out of her, but he couldn't help the self-satisfied smirk that flashed over his face when she shivered. He was very ignorant to the whispers and surprised looks of the 10 other students behind him.
"Noah!" Rachel shrieked, "I would prefer if you stood farther back from me and respected my personal space. Good self-conduct-"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get it." Puck was still smirking though, because Rachel wasn't very good at hiding her blush. "So what are we singing?"
"Well, Finn and I found this adorable song! Let's run through the whole thing once and then we can fix any problems you have with the song. Sound good?" Rachel waited until he grunted his approval before peeking around him to look at Mr. Shue.
The teacher nodded and motioned for them to have the floor.
Puck leaned back against the piano and looked down at the sheet music in his hand. As soon as the opening chords to the song started to play the only thing going through his head was "Fuck no!" literally hundreds of times. Hundreds.
You seem quite nice for a girl with good looks
And I'm the kinda fellow that'll make you feel better when your life gets shook
So give it a chance according to your plans
I bet I'm not number one on your list to kiss, but please understand
Puck looked at Rachel. She seemed to approve of his singing; he then looked out at the class. They were all openly laughing at him. He had never wanted to shove a carving knife down his throat more than he did at that moment, and he had spent some pretty awful Thanksgiving dinners with his bubbe, who refused to talk to him unless he spoke Yiddish.
You seem quite shy, but you're oh so cute
And I'm the kind of girl that would love to be yours if you asked me to
So just take a chance, try to hold my hand
I swear I'd never let go
Just let me know if you'd be my man
I really want to come out and tell you
Oh darling, I love you so
If you'd ask me for my heart, there's no way that I'll say no
Oh darling, just take a chance please
So we can stay together till hell starts freeze
These lyrics. Puck thought, who the hell writes this shit?
You seem quite right for a boy like me
And I wanna know would you treat me well
Would you treat me like a queen?
Cause I'd like to show you and make you see
That although we're different types
We were meant to be
I really want to come out and tell you
Oh darling, I love you so
If you'd ask me for my heart, there's no way that I'll say no
Oh darling, just take a chance please
So we can stay together till hell starts freeze
Rachel tried multiple times to pull him from where he was resting on the piano, but each time he refused to move. She eventually gave up and just started to circle him like a hungry lion while skipping to keep up the pretense of "dancing". Puck was "disturbed" to say the least.
So I gotta ask you,
I can't be afraid
I gotta take a chance at love
So what do you say
Oh darling, I love you so
If you'd ask me for my heart, there's no way that I'll say no
Oh darling, just take a chance please
So we can stay together till hell starts freeze
Oh darling, I love you so
If you'd ask me for my heart, there's no way that I'll say no
Oh darling, just take a chance please
So we can stay together till hell starts freeze
Puck looked over at Rachel as the last chords of the song ended. She looked proud and was about to open her mouth when Puck stopped her.
"No."
"But you didn't even hear what I was going to say! With some work on your high notes and mobility, I think that we could really "wow" the judg-"
"I refuse."
"-es! Wait… what?"
Puck just looked at her. "Rachel, I," he said very slowly, motioning toward himself, "am not doing," he held up a big X with his arms, "this song," he ended with balling up the sheet music and shooting it into the trashcan.
"Ahh! Three pointer for The Puckerone!" He screamed in his best announcer's voice. He turned his gaze back to Rachel. "But seriously, I cannot sing this song in front of people. Despite the fact that I'm singing to 5 feet and 2 inches of hot teenage girl, I can honestly say that it makes me feel like a flaming homosexual. No offence. Actually this song is for a flaming homosexual, because with these lyrics this guy practically gift-wrapped his balls and served them to this chick on a silver platter. The whole thing just hurt my manhood."
By the time Puck was finished, Rachel's mouth was gapping like a fish. He turned to the rest of the class and most of them mirrored Rachel, besides Sam and Mike, who he could see had tears streaming down their faces and were biting their fingers in an attempt not to laugh. Dumb bastards.
"So, we good?" Puck asked nonchalantly. Rachel was still gaping at him and he kinda wanted to push her a little just to see if she would react.
"Now hold up just a minute, Puck." Mr. Shue must have pulled his trapper shut long enough to form a coherent thought, cause Puck could tell he was about to lay something down. Something Puck probably wouldn't want to do.
"If you cannot agree on the song that Rachel has selected, maybe you guys could try a different song. But remember she does have more experience with this. And Rachel," he added looking at her. She looked like she was trying to reign in the crazy diva midget that possessed her soul so she wouldn't lunge for Puck's throat. Trying being the key word. "He is being the male lead and doing us all a favor, so please respect his ideas. I want you two to go to the auditorium and by the end of Glee come back here and sing a song that you can both agree on."
Rachel balled up her fists and marched out of the room. Puck watched her go. He felt as if he had just tamed a dragon. Or a small yappy dog. Like a chiuaua or a dachshund. Whatever. Metaphors are stupid.
Mr. Shue faced the rest of the club. "And while they are doing that, we will be dancing!"
Puck walked, no, ran from the room in search of the crazy diva midget.
Mr. Shue looked down at his watch. "Okay, Brittany, why don't you go grab Puck and Rachel from the auditorium."
"Mr. Shuester, I don't know about you, but I don't kidnap children."
He looked at her for a moment. "I mean, just go bring them back here."
"Retrieve Puckleberry. Got it." Brittany jumped up and down once before skipping to the door.
The rest of the Glee club watched her go with curious looks on their faces, wondering what the blonde had just said. Except Mike, who let out a loud whoop when the blonde had let slip the nickname the pair had given the couple back when they dated.
In a few moments, Brittany was back holding Rachel and Puck's hands in hers. "I did it. Do I get a treat?"
"Um," Mr. Shue dug around in his pockets before pulling out a stick of gum. "Here Brit."
The blonde took the gum, unwrapped it, and stuck it in her mouth. "Aw yes. Piña Colorado! My favorite!"
No one corrected her as she took her seat in between Artie and Santana.
"Okay so. Noah and I have found some common ground. Sort of. I hope you like it."
Puck slung his guitar around from his back and chords to a folk song started to sound from the instrument.
Day to day
Where do you want to be?
'Cos now you're trying to pick a fight
With everyone you need
You seem like a soldier
Who's lost her composure
You're wounded and playing a waiting game
In no-man's land no-one's to blame
No one in the room could deny that the singing duo looked happy.
See the world
Find an old fashioned girl
And when all's been said and done
It's the things that are given, not won
Are the things that you earned
Empty handed, surrounded by a senseless scene
With nothing of significance
Besides a shadow of a dream
You sound like an old joke
You're worn out, a bit broken
Asking me time and time again
And the answer's still the same
Brittany and Mike hopped up to dance along to the music, but they were hardly being watched because something about the way that Puck and Rachel sang the song kept everyone captivated, especially Finn, who hadn't seen the look his girlfriend was sporting in a while.
See the world
Find an old fashioned girl
And when all's been said and done
It's the things that are given, not won
Are the things that you earned
You've got a chance to put things right
So how's it going to be?
Lay down your arms now
And put us beyond doubt
So reach out it's not too far away
Don't mess around now, don't delay
Puck and Rachel spun around each other laughing, totally submerged in the music.
See the world
Find an old fashioned girl
And when all's been said and done
It's the things that are given, not won
Are the things that you earned
The things that you earned
Are given, not won
The things that you earned
Are given, not won
Sudden applause filled room and Puck and Rachel broke their gaze to look at the rest of the class.
"Okay I know that song was void of sexual references, but can I just say, wanky." Santana stated.
"Jesus Christ. I don't get paid enough." Mr. Shue muttered under his breath and sat down from the standing O he had been giving Puck and Rachel. "Guys that was great. Good song to dance to and even though it wasn't a love song you two still had great chemistry!"
Oh shit. Puck thought as his eyes instantly snapped to Finn to see his expression. Mr. Shuester you are disturbing shit you have no right to disturb. No right!
Puck looked around to everyone and saw they were doing the same, waiting to see if he would say anything.
Finn reached up to scratch his head with his cast and finally noticed that all the eyes in the room were on him. Well, besides Mr. Shue's. Thank God he chose now of all times to not insert himself.
"Uh, yeah, it was okay I guess." But the way he was looking at Rachel. He was sporting the "we need to talk" eyes and was not so subtly looking between her and Puck.
Everyone in the room breathed a collective sigh of relief because a conflict had been temporarily avoided. Temporarily. Thank the lord.
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The songs were "Oh Darling" by Plug In Stereo (feat. Cady Groves) and "See The World" by Gomez. It's not that I hate "Oh Darling", it's just that I can see Puck so easily hating it. Apologies if that's like your favorite song or whatever.
Did anyone notice why I picked that second song? I'll just go ahead and tell ya!
It's the things that are given, not won
Are the things that you earned
GET IT?
Anyways.. Trying to update. Please be patient.
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xoxo Brooke