Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) do not own Glee or any of the recognizable characters. I do however own Angel and the plot that surrounds her. However if Fox would like to by her from me I would be willing to sell on two conditions: 1. I get to meet the cast of Glee and 2. I get to be her body double in any scenes in which she kisses Puck. (Simple requests right?)
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"Are you guys ready?" Will asked, as he walked into the choir room, "There's a lot more people out there than we originally expected. This could be a big success for the Glee Club. So let's make tonight a good one."
"Umm, Mr. Shue?" Quinn asked, raising her hand, "I'm sorry to speak up so late, but I'm not sure if I'm totally comfortable with going up on stage. I mean, after last year, I could be opening myself up to some extreme ridicule."
"I understand, Quinn," Will said with a nod, "But now we need one more person to be in the date auction since Quinn has stepped out. Any takers?"
No one held their hand up, all the popular kids were already in the date auction, they couldn't see anyone else doing well on the stage, "How about Angel?" Quinn asked, looking over at Angel with a sweet smile.
"Oh no!" Angel said, shaking her head and sending a glare in Will's direction when he turned to look at her with a smile.
"Why not, Angel?" he asked, "This date auction was your idea after all."
"Because I'm not okay with prostitution?" Angel said sarcastically.
"But it was your idea," Quinn pointed out, "You were okay with it as long as it wasn't you? That's not fair."
"I'm going to let you guys figure this out," Will muttered, leaving the choir room to take his seat in the audience. The date auction was supposed to be a totally student run affair, Will couldn't be on or near the stage.
"I don't care about fair," Angel muttered, crossing her arms over her chest, "So, how about no."
"Come on, Angel," Finn begged, "It's only prostitution if you have sex with whoever buys you."
"Because that makes me feel better," Angel muttered, rolling her eyes, "Look guys, it doesn't matter how much you beg my answer is going to stay the same."
"But we need a ninth person," Puck argued, "There are nine names in the program."
"And that ninth name is Quinn's," Angel pointed out, "I understand why she backed out, she probably would be opening herself up to ridicule, but I won't go out there. I will, however, go through the audience and personally cross Quinn's name out of every program if that takes care of this ninth name nonsense."
"It's for the club," Puck pointed out, trying a different approach to reasoning with her, "Don't you care about Glee Club, Angel?"
"Give it a rest, Puckerman," Mike muttered, standing up out of his seat and walking forward to stand next to Angel, "If she doesn't want to do it then she doesn't want to do it. There's no reason to try to make her feel miserable," he said, defending Angel.
"Thank you, Mike," she whispered, reaching out to give her friend's hand a gentle squeeze before turning to Puck, "And he's right… leave me alone."
Puck opened his mouth to argue, but Rachel stopped him, "Let me talk to her," she whispered before walking toward Angel and pulling her into the hallway.
"Dude," Mike said, almost in a scolding tone, "Why do you have to push her like that? Couldn't you tell it wasn't doing anything besides making her angrier?"
"I don't see why you're complaining," Puck pointed out, rolling his eyes, "You finally got what you wanted after all."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mike asked, not in a defensive tone, he was legitimately curious as to what Puck meant when he had said that.
"She's talking to you again," Puck said with a shrug.
"She said thank you," Mike said slowly, as if he were talking to a young child, "It's not like it was an in depth conversation or anything."
"She said your name," Puck pointed out, "She didn't call you idiot or asshole, she said your name. And she touched you. That's more than she's done for the past week. She's pretty much forgiven you. And all because of me."
"Because of you?" Mike asked with a chuckle, raising an eyebrow, "What did you have to do with this?"
"I pushed her," Puck said with another shrug, "I gave you a way to show her that you can defend her from the big, bad Puck in a nonviolent way. That's why she was mad at you; it wasn't because you were fighting with me, but because you got violent. You should be thanking me; I just fixed you and your best friend."
"We would have been fine without you," Mike muttered, "I didn't need your help or anything."
"Oh really?" Puck asked with a chuckle, "Tell me, Chang? Have the two of you ever fought before now?"
"No," Mike muttered, "But I would have found a way to fix it."
"Sure you would," Puck said, shaking his head and starting to walk away, "But I did it for you."
"Hey Puckerman?" Mike said, stopping Puck from walking further away. Puck didn't say anything in return, but he turned around and nodded, letting Mike know that he was listening, "Thank you," Mike muttered quietly, "And I'm sorry about trying to punch you in the face and everything. Angel is just really sensitive about the virgin thing," he said, whispering the word virgin so that only Puck could hear.
"No problem, Chang," Puck laughed, giving Mike a man hug, "I crossed some boundaries, I get that."
"Good," Mike laughed, "So you understand that if you cross those boundaries again I'm going to have to beat you up and this time I will make sure that Hudson doesn't get in my way?"
"I understand that you will have to try to beat me up," Puck laughed, "But you better understand that I'll have to fight back. I have a reputation to protect; I can't be caught getting beat up by small Asian football players."
"Whatever," Mike laughed.
"You two aren't fighting again are you?" Angel asked as she made her way over to the two of them, "I would hate to have to ignore you for another week," she said, bumping Mike's shoulder but completely ignoring Puck.
"What about me?" Puck asked.
"You've got another week of me ignoring you to look forward to, Puckerman," Angel said sternly, trying to glare at the boy, but coming up short, "Finn told me about what you said."
"That was just locker room talk, Angie," Puck said, defending himself and wrapping his arm around Angel's shoulders, "You know, guy talk. I didn't really mean any of it."
"So you don't think I'm hot?" Angel asked, raising her eyebrow and managing to look sufficiently offended.
"I, um, what I meant was," Puck muttered, looking to Mike for help.
Mike laughed and wrapped his arm around Angel's shoulders, leading her away from Puck, "Hey don't look at me, man, you dug yourself that nice, deep hole."
"Damn," Puck muttered when he realized he had virtually no way of fixing what he had said.
Angel smiled at him and gave him a friendly giggle, "I was never one to hold grudges, Puck," she said softly, "We're fine."
"Wait!" Mike exclaimed, looking fairly upset, "You're going to forgive him the same day you forgive me?" he sounded offended, "I was defending you… against him and what he was saying and you are seriously going to forgive him too? This isn't fair at all."
"Life's not fair, sweetie," Angel said, patting his cheek, much to Puck's amusement, "And you always liked that I was such a forgiving person."
"Yeah," Mike muttered, "When you were forgiving me."
"Can't have it both ways, darling."
"What's with all of the pet names?" Puck asked curiously, finally working his way back into the conversation taking place in front of him, "You guys aren't dating or anything, are you?"
"No," Angel said with a laugh, "Just feeling in a loving mood this afternoon."
"So have you decided whether or not you are going to do the date auction?" Quinn asked quietly as she approached the small group, "We need to know soon so that we can find someone to do your job of introducing the dates."
"Yes, I'll do it," Angel said with a small smile, giving the answer Puck had been hoping for, "But on one condition."
"Yes?" Quinn asked, wondering what the condition could be.
"I get to go last?"
"Of course," Quinn said with a friendly smile, "We can definitely make sure you go last."
"Thank you," Angel said with a smile before Quinn started to walk away.
"No problem," Quinn said, catching Puck's eye and winking before walking back to Santana and Brittney.
"What are you so smiley about, Puckerman?" Angel asked with a smile when she caught the grin on Puck's face.
"Nothing," Puck said, his smile getting bigger if that were even possible, "What made you decide to change your mind and do the auction thing after all?"
"Rachel," Angel admitted without any hesitation, "She pointed out that I was the most practical choice out of everyone that was left, and that I was the most likely to bring in a rather large sum of money for the club. She said I was being selfish if I continued to say no and pout like a little girl."
"That's very insightful for something that came out of the drama queen," Mike said with an impressed nod and raised eyebrows.
"Shut up," Angel said with a giggle, gently shoving Mike and pushing him away from her, "Rachel's really nice and if you guys gave her a chance you might like her."
"You've given me this speech before," Mike said, rolling his eyes.
"Then start listening to it!" Angel laughed before turning away from the boys, "Kurt?" she called craning her neck so that she could find him in the busy room, "Where are you? I need your help with my hair!"
"Coming my dearest," Kurt called from across the room, making a beeline for his friend.
"First up we have a brunette beauty that you all know and love?" Quinn asked, obviously surprised at what Rachel had asked her to say, "Rachel Berry is a junior Glee Club member who has been performing on stage since she was an infant," she said as Rachel walked on to the stage.
Angel, who was standing on the side of the stage, could see that the people in the audience were honestly surprised when Rachel walked onto the stage. Angel had chosen what Rachel would wear and she looked good, really good.
Quinn, Angel, and everyone else in the Glee Club held their breaths, waiting for someone to throw something up on stage – a tomato or a slushy, but hoping that it wouldn't happen. After a minute Quinn sucked in her breath, "Let's um start the bidding at $1?"
Rachel was visibly hurt at the low starting bid, but she took a deep breath – she understood that she couldn't really expect a high bid. She was low school's radar unless she was doing something embarrassing or she was getting slushied.
"Oh God," Angel whispered, "No one's going to bid on her. That's gonna hurt her feelings so much!"
"Someone will bid on her," Puck said, trying to reassure her.
"Yeah, you will," Angel hissed.
"Me?" Puck asked, honestly surprised.
"Well do you want me to forgive you or not?" Angel asked, raising her eyebrows and smiling because she knew she had him.
"Yes?" Puck asked, knowing where this was going.
"So bid on her," Angel hissed, gently hitting his shoulder.
"$1?" Quinn asked, looking around the auditorium, "Anyone?"
"$2!" Puck yelled from the side.
"$2 from back stage," Quinn said with a smile in Puck's direction.
"Thank you," Angel whispered as she leaned back against Puck, "That was nice of you."
"I did it for you," Puck whispered with a friendly smile, wrapping his arm around Angel's shoulders, "And I hope someone outbids me, I really don't want to go on a date with Rachel Berry."
"$5!" someone yelled from offstage.
"Someone's actually bidding for her!" Angel cheered, jumping up and down and clapping.
"I was outbid!" Puck laughed, "Thank God."
"$5!" Quinn cheered, "Going once, going twice, sold! Sold to Jacob Ben Israel!" Quinn called.
"Oh no!" Angel sighed as Rachel walked off the stage, "I'm sorry it was the creeper, Rachel."
"It's fine," Rachel said with a nod, "I made $5 for the Glee Club. Although, frankly I am disappointed in Quinn, she closed the bidding too early, I could have made more. I had planned to sing a song, that would have made people bid higher, right?"
"Maybe it's a good thing Quinn closed the bidding," Angel laughed, throwing her arm around Rachel's shoulders, forcing her to stand on the side of the stage and watch the rest of the date auction.
"Next up is a special guy, that I absolutely adore," Quinn said as Kurt walked onto the stage.
"Whoo Kurt!" Angel called, clapping her hands and jumping up and down.
Puck smiled down at her, "$10 says a boy bids on him."
"Are you going to bid on him to?" Angel asked, looking up at Puck like he was some kind of savior for Gleeks.
"Hell no," he laughed, "I want you to forgive me, but not enough to go gay."
"That's okay," Angel sighed, "I wouldn't expect you to."
"$8 to the man in the front row!" Quinn said into the microphone.
"Seems like I owe you $10," Angel said, turning around to look at Puck through her long eyelashes.
Puck sucked in his breath, she had to know what a look like that did to a boy, she couldn't be that innocent could she? "Just give it to Glee Club;" he said with a shrug, "We'll say Berry went for $15."
"Sold!" Quinn laughed into the microphone, "For $30 to the blonde freshmen in the back, better luck next time, man."
Kurt walked off the stage with a frown on his face.
"What's wrong man?" Puck asked, "You made $30. You should be thrilled."
"He's heartbroken," Rachel sighed, stepping forward to wrap her arms around Kurt, "Can't you see that?"
"Don't get so melodramatic, Rachel," Kurt sighed, "I'm not heartbroken, just disappointed."
"Because you didn't make more?" Puck asked, still confused.
"No dumbass," Angel laughed, "He wanted the boy to outbid the girl. Kurt was going to get a date, and now he'll be doing a make-over."
"Maybe the girl likes him," Puck said with a shrug.
"Puck," Kurt sighed, "If you can't tell I'm gayer than Tinkiewinkie from the Teletubbies and everyone knows it. That girl just wants a make-over."
"Hey," Angel said with a soft smile, "If you go out into the audience maybe you can find the boy and set up a real date after your make-over date with that girl."
"That is an excellent idea, Angel," Rachel said with a smile, "Come on Kurt, we'll go boy hunting."
Puck shook his head as he watched the two of them walk away, "I don't know how you do it," he said with a chuckle.
"Do what?" Angel asked, legitimately confused as to what Puck was referring to, "I was just talking to my friends."
"How do you treat them like they're normal?" Mike asked, instantly catching on to what Puck was talking about, "They're so weird."
"He dated her," Angel said, nodding her head in Puck's direction, "Why don't you ask him?"
"I dated her," Puck said with a nod, "But the entire week we were dating I also knew that she was absolutely insane."
"That's not nice," Angel muttered as Santana walked off the stage, "How did you do, Santana?" she asked, glancing around to make sure that Matt wasn't there to hear the girl brag about her next date.
"Well," Santana said with a smile and a shake of her hair, "It came down to a fight between three seniors. Robbie Hughes finally got me for $95. I wouldn't be surprised if that was the highest bid of the night."
Angel turned to look at Puck to see if he were in anyway jealous of that Robbie kid. She wasn't sure if she liked him, but she knew she didn't want him liking Santana. But she didn't need to worry, Puck gave Santana a friendly smile; "Congratulations Santana, you must be proud of yourself," he chuckled.
Their backstage chatter was broken up when they heard Brittney yell "Sold!" from onstage.
"What?" Puck asked, "Is she allowed to do that?"
"She just did," Angel laughed, shaking her head, "I think she's adorable."
"Britt," Mike laughed, shaking his head when she reached the group backstage, "What did you just do?"
"I sold myself for $15!" Brittney said proudly.
"You're supposed to wait and see if you can get sold for any higher," Santana said, rolling her eyes, "Come on, let's go wait in the choir room."
Angel laughed, "I'm going to go talk to Rachel," shad said with a smile, "Good luck boys!" she giggled, giving them each a hug.
"Don't miss your turn," Puck warned.
"I won't," Angel laughed, "Don't worry."
"Now," Quinn said, smiling at the crowd, "We've saved the best for last," the crowd cheered as Angel walked on stage, "This little bombshell is Angel Harris."
Angel didn't really know what to do so she just stood up on stage and waved at the crowd.
"Let's start the bidding at $10?" Quinn asked, looking around at the crowd.
"$45!" someone called from the crowd.
Angel was honestly surprised at that, she hadn't expected more than $20.
"$45?" Quinn asked, looking around, "Going once, going twice…"
"$100!" someone yelled from the second row of the audience.
Angel squinted, trying to figure out just who this person was, "I can't believe it," she muttered when she realized who had bought a date with her.
"Sold!" Quinn said softly, glancing at Angel to see how angry she was.
Angel shook her head at Puck who was sitting in the second row of the audience and stomped off stage.
She would have been all too happy to just go home, but Will had wanted the club to meet him in the choir room so that they could talk about how well they did.
"Congratulations guys!" Will yelled as he walked into the classroom, Puck followed him, but knew better than to try to sit next to Angel so he stood in the back of the classroom instead. "So Rachel made $5, Kurt made $30, Santana made $95, Brittney sold herself for $15," he chuckled and everyone else in the club started laughing, "Mike and Matt each went for $45, Finn went for $80, Puck went for $120, and Angel sold for $100, and someone gave me $10 random dollars, don't really know about that one. Can anyone do the math?"
"The Glee Club made $550 tonight!" Rachel exclaimed jumping up and down in her seat and clapping her hands together, "We did really well today guys!"
"Yeah, well with all the inter-club bidding most of the money came from you guys," Will said, giving Puck and Kurt a stern look.
"Who did Kurt buy?" Angel asked, she must have missed that when she was talking to Rachel.
"Me," Finn muttered quietly, "Great, huh?"
"At least it wasn't Puck," Angel muttered, standing up and rushing out of the room.
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Author's Note: Thank you so much for all the GREAT, AMAZING, AWESOME, and LOVELY reviews on the last chapter.
I especially loved the one about how "with Glee done for the summer, us Gleeks need this to get by."
That one really made me smile.
And see, I got a lot of reviews so I published a new chapter faster than usual.
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I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter (Even though it should have come as no surprise that Puck got a date with Angel)
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Brook