Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the recognizable characters. I do own Angel however, take her and I will haunt you.
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"Hey Puckerman!" Angel called as she followed him down the hallway on the way out of the school.
"Yeah Angel?" Puck asked, turning around to give her a smile before turning away again and continuing to walk away.
"Don't walk away from me!" Angel yelled after him, speeding up so that she could catch up with him, but Puck just shook his head and sped up, purposefully staying as far away from her as possible.
"You are so annoying!" Angel yelled, hoping to get some form of reaction from Puck, but she didn't get anything. "Ugh," she groaned before she reached down, took off one of her high heels and threw it at the back of Puck's head.
"Fuck," Puck hissed as the heel hit the back of his head, "What was that for?" he asked, finally turning around to face Angel like she had wanted all along.
"Finally," she hissed when he turned around.
"Again," Puck sighed, "What the hell was that for?"
"What the hell was that for?" Angel yelled "What was that for, he asks me. Well I want to ask, why the hell you bought a date with me, you asshat?"
Puck laughed, "You threw a shoe at me because I bought a date with you?" Puck asked, shaking his head at the small girl standing down the hallway from him, "I thought you would appreciate making the second largest amount of money."
"I would have appreciated it if it were with anyone but you, Prickerman!"
"Prickerman?" Puck asked, chuckling at the nickname she had given him.
"Yeah," Angel shrugged, "Your last name is Puckerman and you're a bit of a prick. It makes perfect sense. Anyway, why the hell?"
"Well you seem like a smart one," Puck said, taking a step closer to her and flashing a smile at her, "Why don't you tell me why you think I bought a date with you?"
"Because you're trying to ruin my life!" Angel exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air and groaning, "Because for some reason you don't like seeing me be happy and you want to make me absolutely miserable!"
"I want to ruin your life?" Puck asked, "How does one date with me ruin your life?"
"How do you know who that other guy was that wanted to buy a date with me?" Angel asked, taking a step closer so that she was almost in Puck's face, "He could have been my future husband for all you know!"
"Your future husband?" Puck chuckled, "You're beginning to sound like Berry there, Harris."
"Shut up," Angel growled, "I'm kind of sick of hearing people talk about Rachel like that! Especially annoying life ruiners like you."
"Life ruiner?" Puck asked, raising his eyebrows, "That's a little drastic, don't you think?"
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Angel asked, "I wasn't through telling you just how much I dislike you for trying to make me miserable, and I'm getting sick of you trying to distract me."
"I'm trying to distract you?" Puck asked laughing until he caught the glare on Angel's face, "Okay, okay, what else do you have to say?" he sighed, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against a locker, leveling Angel with a confused stare.
"Why can't you just let me be happy?" Angel ranted, beginning to pace across the hallway, "I almost liked you, and then you made me want to hate you, and then I forgave you, and then you had to go and do a stupid thing like buy a date from me! You really are trying to ruin my life! I'm sick of the Prickerman roller coaster!"
"So now I'm an amusement park ride?" Puck asked, raising an eyebrow, "But amusement park rides make people happy don't they?"
"Not the Prickerman roller coaster," Angel said loudly, "That's just a crazy ride that hangs you upside down and makes you barf all over your favorite outfit. It makes you miserable and ruins your life."
"Trust me to pick the crazy girl… again," Puck muttered under his breath.
"What did you say?" Angel asked, she hadn't caught what he said, but she was pretty sure that it hadn't been very nice.
"Nothing," Puck said, shaking his head with a smile, "I'll pick you up at seven for our date, drama queen," he said before pushing himself off the locker and beginning to walk away.
"Don't walk away from me!" Angel yelled as he walked further down the hallway, away from her.
"Don't forget to dress up," he chuckled, still not turning around to look at her.
Angel groaned and reached down, grabbing her second shoe and throwing it at him too, smiling when she heard him cuss after it made contact with his head.
"You still need to dress up, Angie," he laughed before leaving the school.
"I have nothing to wear!" Angel screamed the next night as she threw everything she owned out of her closet and onto the floor, "This is crap!"
"What's going on?" Brad asked, walking into Angel's room just in time to have a dress thrown onto his head.
"I have nothing to wear!" Angel yelled, repeating her previous statement, "Absolutely nothing!"
"You've got to be kidding me!" Brad chuckled, taking the dress of his head and walking further into Angel's bedroom, "You've got a walk-in closet the size of a college dorm room. You've got more than enough clothes to wear."
"No," Angel groaned, heaving a huge sigh of disappointment, "I've got nothing and it's too late to go buy something, not that he would deserve new clothes or anything. But seeing as I have nothing to wear I'm going to look like complete and utter crap!"
"Let me look," Brad said, walking closer to Angel and putting his hands on her shoulders, trying to calm his little sister down, "What do you need to get dressed for?" he asked as he walked into her closet to start looking, "Is this a jeans and t-shirt kind of thing?"
"No!" Angel yelled, "Why would I be freaking out over a jeans and t-shirt thing? That's ridiculous."
"Okay so you need to dress up?" Brad asked, walking to the back of his sister's normally overly-organized closet where she usually kept her dresses. But most of them were thrown on the ground or on her bed.
"How many times do I have to say that before it gets through your thick skull?" Angel yelled, throwing her hands in the air and stomping into the closet after her brother.
"How dressy do you need to be?" Brad asked, "Like pretty, or formal?"
"A mix between the two of them?" Angel asked, "I'm not exactly sure he just told me to dress up."
"He?" Brad asked, finally picking up on the word, "Who's he?"
"No one," Angel muttered, looking down at the ground and blushing a little bit.
"Is this a date?" Brad asked, a smile spreading across his face.
"No?" Angel said shaking her head, "Definitely not."
"It is," Brad laughed as started picking up dresses and putting them back on the hangers, "This is so much fun!"
"Are you sure that you're not gay?" Angel asked, raising her eyebrows at her brother, "I mean I would expect this reaction out of Kurt, but not you."
"Kurt?" Brad asked, holding a black dress up to Angel so that he could imagine her in it.
"From Glee Club," Angel said, shaking her head and grabbing the dress from him, hanging it up again.
"Oh yeah," Brad said with a nod, picking up another dress and putting it back on a hanger, "I forgot that you had joined the Gleeks. And what was wrong with that dress?"
"It was black and tight. Puck does not deserve a sexy dress."
"Puck?" Brad asked, raising his eyebrows, "As in Puckerman from the football team?"
"Yeah," Angel sighed, throwing herself down on her bed, "How gross is that? It's Puckerman."
"I actually like him," Brad said with a shrug, "Did he ask you out?"
"Sort of," Angel said with an answering shrug, "He won a date with me at the Glee Club date auction."
"And you're actually going through with it?" Brad asked, grabbing a short, girly red strapless dress and throwing it at his sister.
"Well he didn't exactly give me the chance to say no," Angel muttered, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at her feet, "I even threw my shoes at him in an attempt to let him know how much I didn't want to go."
"You threw your shoe at him?" Brad laughed as he shoved his sister and her dress into the bathroom so that she could put it on.
"Both actually," Angel yelled through the bathroom door as she struggled her way into the dress, "Good choice, by the way!"
"I know," Brad chuckled, "And he didn't yell at you when you threw two shoes at him?"
"He just kind of laughed at me," Angel shrugged, even though she knew that Brad couldn't see it.
"Wow!" Brad laughed, "That guy must really like you. I would be pissed if some girl threw her shoes at me. Especially since all he did was buy a date with you. It was for your precious Glee Club after all."
"I know," Angel groaned, fixing her hair in the mirror, "I was a drama queen."
"Are you going to come out anytime soon? I want to see what my baby sister looks like on her first date before I'm eighty."
"Don't be so impatient," Angel laughed as she opened the door and walked out into her bedroom, "What do you think?" she asked, spinning around so that he could get the full effect.
"I think that Puck is one lucky guy," Brad said with a smile just as the doorbell rang, "Now, I'm gonna go get that, but I just want to tell you that I am so happy that you're finally acting like a normal person and going on real dates! Now put your shoes on."
Angel put the final touches on her make-up and slipped her feet into a pair of red, peep-toed heels that matched her dress. She turned around and looked at herself in her floor-length mirror. The dress she was wearing was strapless and tight until it hit her waist and then it poofed out and hit her a little lower than her mid thigh.
She looked good; she only hoped that she wasn't too dressed up.
"Come on Angel!" Brad yelled from downstairs, "Hurry up, your date's waiting!"
Angel nodded and smoothed her dress before making her way downstairs. Puck was standing by the door and was pleasantly surprised when he saw Angel, he had expected her to not take this date seriously, but from the looks of it, she did.
He smiled and took a step forward so that he could give her his hand and help her off the last step, "You look beautiful," he said softly with an honest smile.
"Thank you," Angel said with a giggle and a smile, "Don't wait up, Brad!" she said with another giggle and a wink.
"Take care of her," Brad said gruffly, trying to act like he thought a big brother should, "I know where my dad keeps the guns."
"Dad doesn't have guns," Angel reassured Puck, placing her hand gently on his arm.
"You just don't know where he keeps them," Brad laughed.
"Whatever," Angel giggled, before giving Puck and smile and a nod when he opened the front door for her, "Thank you."
"No problem," Puck said with a smile as he walked down the walkway to his truck and he opened the passenger door for her.
"Hey Puck?" Angel asked as she stared at the truck.
"Yeah?" Puck asked, hoping she didn't think it was dirty, he had cleaned his truck out today so that she wouldn't mind being in it.
"I can't climb into the truck," she giggled.
"Oh, right!" Puck said, he gently placed his hands on Angel's waist and lifted her up into the car, "There you go."
"Thank you," Angel said with a smile as she smoothed out her dress, "Your truck's cleaner than I thought it would be," she complimented.
Puck smiled, "I may be a boy, but that doesn't mean I'm a pig," he said with a chuckle as he climbed into the driver's seat.
"Or you cleaned it today?" Angel giggled.
"How did you know?" Puck asked, putting the truck in reverse and pulling out of the driveway.
"It was just a guess," Angel laughed, "You were the one that confirmed it."
"Damn," Puck laughed as they started driving down the road.
"So where are we going?" Angel asked as she reached behind her to grab the seat belt and buckled herself in.
"It's a surprise," Puck said with a shrug, "but it's out of town so you might as well relax."
"Out of town?" Angel asked, "You're really pulling out all the stops."
"I aim to please," Puck said, shaking his head.
Angel laughed and leaned back in the seat, "We'll see."
"Wait!" Angel laughed, clapping her hands, as Puck pulled into the parking lot of the Italian restaurant he was bringing her to, "You really sang to her in Glee Club?"
"She didn't tell you about that?" Puck asked as he put the truck in park, turned it off, and got out walking over to the passenger side to lift Angel out, "I would have thought she'd have told you that," he said as he lifted her out, letting his hands stay on her waist for a little bit longer than necessary, but it didn't seem like Angel minded.
"Why would she tell me about that?" Angel asked as they started walking toward the door to the restaurant.
"Because I'm pretty sure it was the best moment of her life," Puck exclaimed.
"You certainly have a high opinion of yourself," Angel giggled as he opened the door for her and followed her in.
"Admit it," he said after he had given the host his name for the reservation and she lead them to their table, "You're having the best night of your life and we haven't even ordered yet."
Angel was honestly surprised when Puck pulled out her chair for her and pushed it in once she had sat down in it, "I am," she said with an honest smile, "Can I tell you a secret?"
"I'm good with secrets," Puck said with a nod as he sat down across the table from her.
"This is my first date," Angel whispered, leaning across the table so that she could ensure that only Puck could hear her.
"Wait, what?" Puck asked, honestly surprised.
"My first date," Angel repeated.
"Ever?" Puck asked, "You've never been out with a guy?"
"Ever and never," Angel repeated with a small smile, "And can you stop making it seem like such a big deal? I'm already embarrassed enough."
"Is that the real reason that you didn't want to take part in the date auction? It wasn't that it's a type of prostitution or whatever you called it. It was because you didn't want your first date to go to a complete stranger, isn't it?"
Angel nodded, "That's also why I accused you of trying to ruin my life – I wasn't even sure if we were friends and then you bought my first date and I didn't know what to expect, I'm sorry."
Puck laughed and reached across the table, gently taking her hand, "You thought I was going to ruin your first date?" Angel nodded, but didn't say anything, "And have I?" Puck asked with a smile, letting her know that he already knew the answer to that question.
"Not at all," Angel said, giving his hand a gentle squeeze, "And you know it, Puckerman."
"Just wanted to hear you say it," Puck said with a smile as the waiter came over to take their dinner order.
"So what did you think of your first date, Angie?" Puck asked as he turned his truck into her neighborhood.
"It was great," Angel laughed, leaning in closer to him and resting her head on his shoulder, "Thank you."
"No problem," Puck said with a smile, turning his head so that he could place a kiss on the top of her head, but then he thought better of it, he didn't want to scare her off. "I'm just glad you had fun."
"Did you have fun?" Angel asked, tilting her head up to look at Puck's face.
Puck sighed; it was hard to concentrate on the road when Angel's plump, pink tinted lips were so close to his, "What?" he asked, slightly dazed.
"Did you have fun?" Angel asked again, slower this time and raising an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah, yeah," Puck said with a nod, "You're not bad at the whole dating thing, Harris."
"Thanks," Angel laughed as she turned her head away from Puck's head and faced the road again.
"Still don't get why you haven't gone on one before," Puck said, as he pulled the truck into Angel's driveway.
"I'm not as interesting as you think," Angel said with a shrug, unbuckling her seatbelt, but making no move to get out of the car, Puck figured that this was a good sign.
"You sure seem to interest the guys at McKinley High," Puck pointed out.
"I'm not their type," Angel said with a shrug, "They just think I am."
"They think you are?" Puck asked, laughter in his voice.
"They haven't figured it out yet," Angel said with a smirk.
"Figured what out, yet?" Puck asked, turning his upper body around so that he could face Angel, the added bonus was that in order to stay balanced he had to put his arm around Angel's seat.
Angel smiled and leaned closer to him, tilting her head and making him imagine that she was about to kiss him, "That I'm crazy," Angel giggled as she leaned away, "Absolutely crazy."
Puck started laughing, that had not been what he had expected, "You are crazy," he said with a nod, "I won't argue with that."
"I'm just waiting for that one guy who won't mind my crazy," Angel laughed, "Either that or I need to become normal."
"Don't hold your breath on either of those," Puck said with a smile.
"Hey!" Angel gasped as she leaned forward and lightly shoved Puck's side, pushing him toward the driver's side window, "That wasn't nice."
"And pushing me was?" Puck laughed before looking toward her house and seeing her brother looking out the window at them, "I should probably get you inside now," he said softly.
"Is Brad spying on us?" Angel groaned.
"You bet," Puck laughed, "He's the overprotective type, huh?"
"I don't understand why," Angel muttered, shaking her head, "I'm an NYC girl, we know how to take care of ourselves."
Puck smiled at her and leaned in close to her ear like he was going to tell her a secret, "Because he's your older brother," he whispered.
"So? That doesn't mean I can't take care of myself," Angel muttered.
"All I'm saying is that when Sarah gets old enough to start dating boys I'm going to be just as protective," Puck said with a shrug, "No matter how many times she says she can take care of herself," he added, lifting his hand to briefly tweak Angel's nose.
"Sarah?" Angel asked with a giggle as she tried to duck away from Puck's hand, "You have a little sister?"
"Yeah," Puck said with a nod as he opened his door, "She's eight now, so I've got a while before I have to worry about her dating though."
"She's lucky to have a big brother like you," Angel said softly as Puck lifted her out of the passenger seat and started walking her down the front walk toward the door.
"And you're lucky to have Brad," Puck pointed out as they stood on the front steps looking at each other.
After an awkward half a minute of silence Angel giggled, "Thanks for the date, Puck," she said softly, "I couldn't have asked for a better first date."
"No problem," Puck said with a smile as he leaned in and hugged Angel's small body. For a second Angel thought he was going to kiss her, and what surprised her even more than that thought was the realization that she wouldn't have minded it.
But shortly after she had come to that realization Puck pulled away and looked down at her with a friendly smile, "You should get inside before your brother comes out looking for you," he said softly.
"Yeah," Angel sighed, "I'll see you on Monday?" she asked as she turned toward the door.
Puck sighed, "Angel wait!" he said as he reached out, grabbing her hand and gently forcing her to turn around and face him again.
"Yes?" Angel asked, almost breathlessly, was he going to kiss her this time?
"Umm, goodnight," Puck said awkwardly before turning around and almost running back down the walkway to his truck.
"Good night," Angel whispered as she walked into her house.
"How was the date?" Brad asked the second he saw his little sister, he was laying on the couch in the living room, trying to look like he hadn't been spying on her a second before.
"Don't want to talk about it," Angel muttered, throwing herself down on top of her brother's legs.
"That bad, huh?" Brad asked.
"No," Angel sighed, "The complete opposite actually."
"Did you get your first kiss?" Brad asked, trying not to sound as interested as he really was.
"No," Angel whispered, standing up and heading toward the staircase, "Apparently the date didn't go as well as I thought it had."
Brad sighed, he was honestly happy that his sister had fun on her date and he really did feel bad about the fact that she seemed so upset about not getting kissed; but the big brother part of him was thrilled that she hadn't gotten kissed and he wouldn't have to beat up that Puckerman kid in school on Monday.
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