Hey guys, sorry I haven't been updating. it's been a hectic couple of weeks. I hope to update more frequently, but I'm not sure how that's gonna go. Things are going to escalate in the next couple of chapters, if all goes well. Thanks to everyone who is reviewing and following, I hope you guys enjoy. If you have any comments or suggestions, I would love to hear them. Xx.

"Noah, it's 7:30. Time to get up. I need to make sure you're awake before I leave so you don't sleep through your life." Jack says, bursting into my room, flooding the darkness with light. All I could manage was a groan. I was exhausted. I didn't sleep well last night after my encounter with Quinn, and I still hadn't figured out what to do about the whole situation.

I needed to apologize, or at least do something in order to show how shitty I felt. So I went to school in search of her.

Luckily, having homeroom with her made it easy. But the thing was, I didn't know how I could even approach her. I saw her walk in the room right as the bell rang. So much for that. My eyes kept drawing to the back of her head during class, while Jack was up at the front pointing to different countries on a map. I guess I lost track of time while staring at her, because right when the bell rang to signal the end of class, Quinn was out the door. Well, it kind of helped that I knew where she was going because we have that block together as well. I ran through the hallways as fast as I could (which was pretty fast) trying to beat her to our next class.

I finally saw her blonde head bob up in the crowd. I came up behind her, hooked my arm in hers, and pulled her after me into an empty classroom. I immediately close the door behind us as I pull us both in. I don't think she realized how she ended up here by the puzzling look on her face. I spoke before she had time to turn around and see me.

"Hey, look, I didn-"

"No you didn't. You did not just ignore everything I said. I told you to STAY away."

"Qui-"

"No, I'm leaving, I have to get to class, and you do too." she said pushing past me towards the door. I'm a lot faster, so I managed to get between her and the door. She was in the process of reaching out to grab the door handle, but when she went to grab it, she was met with a wrist.

I'm pretty sure I can speak for the both of us when I say there was a jolt of electricity that escalated between us. Shocked, Quinn pulled away.

"Quinn, just let me talk." I pleaded. "I'm sorry, ok? I didn't mean to do any of that to you. I'm really not a bad guy, though I may look like the deusch-y badass who thinks he's too cool for everybody." I smirked. She couldn't look me in the eyes.

"What about your so-called 'powers'? How are you going to hide the fact that you have supernatural abilities?" She laughed, looking anywhere but my eyes.

"I don't know yet, I mean I don't know what all I can even do."

"Fine, I forgive you." She said, and my heart felt so relieved. "But," I knew that was coming. "I'm going to study you." I burst out laughing. "What's so funny?" she asked, with a serious expression. "I'm going to observe you."

"What the fuck do you mean you're going to study me?" I couldn't kept a straight face.

"You have no idea what you are, so I'm going to find out, deal?" she raised an eyebrow.

So she went from hating me to wanting to spend more time around me. And she's hot, so that's a plus. How could I say no?

"Deal." I say reluctantly. She smiled, glowing from the win. She finally decided to make eye contact with me. Her bambi eyes, a deep hazel, I couldn't look away; well, I didn't want to.

"Alright then, I'll meet you at Jack's house after school then."

"Haha, you're kidding right?" I was amazed how quickly things moved. She worked quickly, but I was still unsure how she was going to go about studying me.

"What would I be kidding about?"

"Usually, one would go on a date before I would invite them over to my place," I said with a wink. I still had to pull out some old-school Puckerman. She couldn't get off that easily.

"You're a pig, you know that?" she rolled her eyes.

"Whatever you want to call me, babe."

"Oh so you're calling a girl you met a day ago, 'babe'. Classy, Noah."

"It's Puck!"

"Whatever, Noah. Now can I please go to class?"

"Only if you want," I said, stepping out of the doorway. "Well, I'll see you tonight then," I quickly said before she walked out.

"It's not a date, just to clarify, but yes, I'll see you later." She said, sheepishly, making her way out.

Let's just say that Quinn Fabray is a difficult one, but I was totally up for the challenge.