Sam had finally wriggled Puck away from the death grip of Santana and the two were on they're way back to the apartment. Whilst rising up in the elevator Sam was humming an interesting tune, which was annoyingly happy and enlightening for Puck.

"So, do you want to go wedding dress shopping tomorrow?" Puck hissed, infuriated b the fact that he had been pulled away from a girl as hot as Santana.

"Get over yourself dude, I'm just humming"

"The most idiotic, giddy, love struck humming I've ever heard coming from a guy, or at least a heterosexual one at that"

The elevator pinged and the two shuffled out quietly, trying not to anger Mrs Carnecky from 5B who had often complained about them walking in making a commotion at an early hour, and those conversations always ended in an "I'm calling the FBI"….she was a little off her rocker to say the least.

"Wow dude, I'm impressed…you know what heterosexual means?" Sam retorted twisting the key to their apartment.

"Wassup bitches" Puck chimed, greeting his other room mates. Finn and Katie hated going to the clubs that Puck suggested, so they were found playing chess on the sofa.

"You guys had a fun evening I'm guessing, living it up big style" teased Sam, gurgling milk straight from the carton.

"Nah, we had a great time" mused Katie sliding her pawn across the board "Finn called me an idiot so I scribbled 'Twat' on his forehead with indelible ink". Finn spun his forehead to show the other boys, causing a chorus of hysterics.

"Well Katie, get ready to be a Bridesmaid because Sammy Boy found a mate" snorted Puck, twirling her hair in his forefinger.

"Wait Sam Evans finally got a girl?" mocked Finn, as throughout their high school experience Sam got shot down at least 50 times.

"Well Mr Twat, I did finally get a girl, and she's 10 times hotter than any of the mutts you went for" Sam scoffed in derision.

"Ahem, excuse me…I used to date Finn" piped in the small brunette raising her eyebrow with full intention to make Sam shiver in his boots

"…well K, you're kinda like my sister so I don't find you attractive" he chuckled pinching her cheeks and collapsing onto the couch adjacent to her.

"She was amazing, and beautiful and amazing, and…amazing" he breathed stretching his arms behind his head and sighing in pure bliss.

"Yea, and whilst his biological clock was ticking I actually got somewhere with a girl" Puck gloated, running his tongue across his front teeth, reminiscing through his blissful encounter with the Hispanic glory.

"Puck, doll, a girl making you buy her a drink is not a hook up, otherwise we'd be married and raising 3 kids in Connecticut" she said, still moving her pieces around the board, thinking but not admitting that Finn was beating her hands down.

The others boys snorted, making kissy noises to Puck,

"HEYHEY, weren't we taking the piss outta Sam? I mean he's acting more like a girl than Katie" Puck shouted.

Suddenly Sam launched himself off the sofa causing Katie to let out a small squeal at the sudden movement. He jumped over the back of the sofa, and slipped down on the slippery tiles of the kitchen floor. He raided the pockets of his jacket, and kicked over the dining room chair in defeat.

"Puck dude, PLEASE, tell me that you got Santana's number?" he pleaded, almost teary eyed.

"Sorry dude, we made out and she gave me a hand job and then you dragged me off, why?"

"Excruciating detail thanks" uttered Katie, gulping violently trying to keep the remnants of her breakfast down despite it being made possible with the disgusting image being replayed in her mind.

"SHE'S FRIENDS WITH QUINN, what if I don't see her again?" He exclaimed kicking around many different chairs from around the apartment.

"Dude, not to be picky, but when you meet a girl you like, isn't a good thing to like get her number?" Finn was really simple minded and often, his innocent inquiries led to him being punched and slapped…a lot…

"I DO KNOW GENIOUS…..URGH…and I cant even look her up in the phone book because she didn't tell me her surname…and its all going to hell"

The other 3 shared a telepathic look to one another….

"You tell him K, he's not allowed to hit a girl" Finn murmured, frozen by his terrifying foot kicking the crap out of the wooden chairs they eat breakfast on.

"Sam, if she didn't tell you her surname then maybe…just maybe…she's a little too mysterious for your liking….I mean that's a little shady, don't ya think?"

He spun to place his hands on the windowsill, staring out into the LA night scene, glaring at the 'HOLLYWOOD' sign…why didn't she want to see him? What the hell is going on? This girl is too mysterious for his liking…yet why is she racking his brain?...