Second story updated! At least I'm finally getting around to it... Anyway, this chapter is kind of a filler chapter couldn't get my thoughts on paper the way I wanted to. Let me know what you guys think! Please read and REVIEW, and give me your thoughts and ideas to how you think this story will play out. I love you guys, onto story #3! Xx
I got back to Jack's place and I managed to sneak in the window to my room, but as I was climbing in, the lights came on and I heard an attentive cough. I looked up to see my uncle leaning against the doorframe in his robe.
"Oh, uh, hey Jack." I said, leaving traces for Jack to become suspicious.
"Noah," he sighed. "Where were you?"
"I was out with a friend... Studying." I confessed adding the last part. I mean it was somewhat true. Quinn was a friend (I guess) and we were studying (even though it had nothing to do with school).
"You have a friend?" Jack asked, a surprised expression took over his face.
"Yes, I have a friend. What? Do you really think that low of me?"
"Well, yeah, kinda." Jack chuckled, catching the pillow I threw at his head.
"You're a dick." I replied, sitting down on the edge of my bed.
"Love you, too. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight." Jack laughed as he left me alone to my thoughts.
And all that was in my thoughts was one blonde cheerleader that I could not get out of my head.
I needed to know what that kiss meant. I mean I knew what it meant for me, but what about her? She didn't say anything to me after it happened. Even when I dropped her off, there was no "goodbye" or "see you tomorrow", she just walked away and went into her house as quickly as she could.
If she didn't want it to happen, she would've pulled away once our lips met, but she didn't. What was up with her?
I didn't sleep at all that night. My mind was racing too fast, and soon the sun was up and Jack yelled through the door that it was time to get up.
I got to school and the first thing I did was make my way towards her locker. I saw her talking to Rachel, her back turned to me.
"Oh here he comes," I heard Rachel whisper as she saw me approaching. She gave Quinn one last look before she started pass me, sending me one of her 'superstar' smiles. I nodded at her and came up behind Quinn, tapping her on her shoulder. She turned around, but I was already standing in front of her.
"Shit." She cursed, shocked, as she turned back around coming face to face with me. "You really have to stop doing that. I swear you're going to give me a heart attack."
I shrugged not knowing what to say, so I said the next best thing to come to my head.
"Hey," Smooth, Puck.
"Hi." She replied, averting her eyes. An awkward pause filled our conversation.
"So about last night..." We both started at the same time.
We laughed it off. I really love her laugh.
"You go first." I prompted as I ran a hand through my mohawk. I never get nervous, but for some reason I could not stand still.
"Ok..." She started as she bit her lip. She needed to stop doing that if she knew what was good for her. God, what's wrong with me? "Last night, the you-know-what shouldn't have happened." She stated as she indirectly mentioned the kiss. "I don't know why it did, but it just did."
My heart sank as she continued, "I mean, it's not that I don't like you or anything like that, I mean you're very attractive and not that bad of a kisser so... Oh great, I'm just babbling aren't I? God, I knew I've been spending too much time with Rach-"
Before she could finish I capture her lips in a kiss. It was sweet, and she succumbed to it. I pulled away and opened my eyes. She stood still eyes closed, shocked.
"Wh-what was that for?" she stuttered.
"To shut you up," I smirked, hoping I played it off coolly.
She quirked her eyebrow. "Oh,"
And it was back to the awkward silence. She didn't know what to say, and neither did I.
"Um, I have to go. But we're still on for tonight right?" she asked looking really jittery.
"Oh, yeah, sure. Do you still need a ride or-"
"No!" she cut in. "I mean, I can just get Santana to drop me off after practice. I really have to go, but I'll see you later, Noah."
And with that she left me standing in the hallway feeling even more confused than before.
The final bell rang, and since I had time before I had to meet Quinn at Jack's, I decided to start that little study project of my own. First: Study the subject in her natural habitat. I went to the football field, sat on the bleachers and waited for the cheerleaders to start their practice.
My eyes glance over towards the football team and I had to admit, they sucked. Like badly. Whoever the coach was must've not realized that linemen shouldn't be made up of the smallest players on the team and that maybe they couldn't run their plays correctly because they weren't the most strategic. It was actually pretty funny.
"Hey, Finn, watch this." I heard from the sideline of the field. I focused my eyes on the two players who were taking a water break. Finn, right, Berry's boyfriend. And then there was a blonde dude.
"Uh, Sam, I don't think that's a good idea." Finn warned as Sam brought the football back and threw it at me on the bleachers, hoping it would hit me.
First of all, throwing a football at the new kid, really? That's so middle school. And second, at least make sure you can hit the target you're aiming at.
The ball looked as if it would sail over my head by a good couple of feet. As it approached, I squatted down, and waited for the right moment to jump and grab it. I sprung up and caught it with one hand, no problem.
I looked down to the sideline again, and Sam wore a shocked expression, while Finn just grinned. I pointed to the ball in my hand signaling that I was about to throw it back. Sam stood ready, and my eyes locked on the target, and I launched the ball straight at him. I guess I might've added a little more force to the ball than was necessary because right as the ball hit him, he hit the ground. Whoops, well at least he deserved it.
Finn just burst out laughing, as I made my way towards them.
"Dude that was awesome! Where did you learn to throw like that?" Finn asked as he stuck his hand out.
I accepted the handshake graciously, and answered, "I use to play a little when I was younger, I guess I still have a little something in me."
"Hey, you should totally try out for the team! We need people like you, and by that I mean good people. Have you seen our team?" He said as he motioned towards the field.
Sam was still on the ground, so I stood over him and offered my hand to help him up. He took it, but still eyed me suspiciously.
I look around the field again, seeing the coach yelling at her players, and then out of the corner of my eye I see another group of people making their way onto the field. The cheerleaders.
"You know what, Finn. I'll do it."
"Sweet. Come on, I'll introduce you to our coach." He says as I follow him to the bench.
The tryout goes by really quickly, mostly because I am a beast at football. Granted I am faster and stronger than everyone on the team, but still Coach Beiste (awesome name) had no problem putting me as a wide receiver on the starting lineup.
Practice ended and I looked over at the cheerleaders doing their routine. I immediately spotted Quinn. I mean how could you miss her?
Finn came up from behind me and congratulated me, "Dude! You are awesome, glad to have you on our team." I returned his smile but not without him noticing me watching the Cheerios.
"Already scouting, I see?" he chuckled, "Who's on your list?"
"Not sure yet, but what can you tell me about Quinn Fabray?" I asked thinking that I could get some background information on her.
"Quinn? Been there, done that. Dated her for two years, before Rachel. Mostly as a way to keep us both on top of the school's food chain. She dated Sam too, but broke it off with him pretty fast." he took swig of water before he continued, "I wouldn't get used to the thought, bro, she's pretty determined on what she wants and who she wants. Always gets what she wants too. Very manipulative, and self-conscious. Just be careful if you go after her, you don't want to get on her bad side."
"Harsh. Any good things?" I chuckled.
"Um," He paused. "Well she's hot, but won't go past second base. She's ridiculously smart, almost a near-perfect grade point average, top of our class actually. Her family's like super rich, though her dad is a major dick. I've never seen her cry, she rarely shows any emotion or vulnerability to other's. It's like she's wearing a shell that no one can break through."
Interesting. "Thanks, Hudson." I said as I glanced back over to the Queen Bee on top of the pyramid.
"No problem. Hey before I go, we should hang sometime. There's this party this weekend and-"
"Party? Hell yeah, I'm in." I nodded and with a fist bump Finn was off.