2

Boy and girl meet

"Hurry, Puck, we are going to be late!" Finn yelled to his best friend who was trying to park his new truck.

"Dude, calm down!" he responded to Finn rolling his eyes "I'm doing my best and this baby isn't going to park by itself!"

"Puck, you know that this is illegal? How about if a policeman catches us?" Finn insisted with a worried tone in his voice "We are 14! Not even 15!"

"I have a fake ID." Puck answered to him shrugging "Plus, my 15th birthday is in a couple of weeks, so we aren't going to be arrested or something."

"You know what? I'm ou—" Finn started to say, but something stopped him.

"NO, PLEASE DON'T!" Puck screamed getting out of the car "My mom is going to kill me! That's for sure!"

He just crashed his car against the principal's one.

"See? I told you this was danger—ow!" Finn said frowning "You're dead! What a day for start high school, eh?" he giggled.

Puck just shaked his head. He knows his mom is going to kill him when she finds out that he crashed her old truck against principal's car. He ran a hand on his head full of hair.

He heard some girls giggling at him. Damn! This is not how he was planning start high school at all! Puck got into his mom's truck again and parked it in another place far away from principal's car for don't get suspended just in case if he finds out.

The young man walked into the building looking around, there were lots of hot chicks with he could make out or hook up. Yes, that's Puck's mode of life, and he's just a teenager of 14 years old. He sometimes thinks that if someone of his family finds out about that secret part of his life, they will send him to a country without woman and that could be the worst punishment.

He walked a few steps for get into the secretary's office looking for his schedule. First class, Spanish. Great! He thought, he hates that class because he doesn't understand the language, even though, his best friend, Santana Lopez, who is friends with him since preschool, speaks Spanish like she were speaking English.

On his way to the Spanish class, he found Santana talking to a pretty blonde girl who had blue eyes. He raised an eyebrow trying to flirt with her, but she seemed to don't get what is he trying to do. Dumb blonde girl, classic, he thought.

"Puckerman, come here!" the latina girl told him making a signal to make him to walk over them "This is Brittany, she's very nice!" she said with a wide smile focusing her dark brown eyes on the blonde who smiled at Puck.

"Nice to meet you, Puck" Brittany smiled and kissed his cheek sweetly making him blush. Brittany just giggled.

"Nice to meet you too." Puck smiled back.

"So, Puckerman, witch one class you have now? I know you usually skip classes, but as the first day I think you should be a nice guy before turn into the idiota you usually are" she laughed.

"As I don't know the meaning of 'Idiota' I'll take it as a compliment" he smiled to the latina "And I have Español, it sucks isn't it?"

"If you say so…" Santana shrugged "Buena suerte, then."

Brittany and Puck looked at Santana obviously confused, they don't really understand Spanish. It's a really hard language, for both of them at least.

"'Buena suerte' means 'Good luck'" she said rolling her eyes.

Brittany nodded smiling.

"Oh! That's awesome! But, what's the meaning of 'idiota'?" Britt asked to Santana

"Well that's means 'Idiot'." she chuckled "It's pretty obvious."

"I think it was!" Puckerman forced a smile "Okay, ladies I have to go… I'll talk to you both later! See you!" he said walking away.

"He's cute, don't you think, Britt?" Santana asked staring at Puck as he disappeared in the crowd of students.

"Um… yeah, he's nice." She answered her and turned at her locker.

Puck walked into the Spanish classroom where the teacher was sitting on his desk. He chewed his cheek and looked at the teacher clearly nervous. The teacher smiled at him as he walked in, he looked nice, that made Puck feel a little bit more comfortable but his classmates looks where terrifying him.

"Sorry, I'm late…" he whispered.

"It's okay, um… what's your name?" the teacher asked him.

"Oh, yeah… my name… my name is… Noah, Noah Puckerman, sir."

Yes, Puck was super nervous. His classmates busted in laughs at his attitude, everyone except for a girl who was sitting by her own next to the only free seat. She was maybe the prettiest girl he had ever seen in his life! She had beautiful hazel eyes, blond hair and the most beautiful smile in the world… and those lips, those lips were so red and… red and… beautiful. Puck needed to taste them now.

"Okay, Mr. Puckerman, calmn down, you're not in the army." The teacher joked.

Puck just pretended a little chuckle and took a sit next to the blonde girl.

"Now, children, your assignment for the class is introducing yourselves to your classmates in Spanish, of course." The teacher smiled "For instance, Hola, me llamo William Schuester, me gusta mucho enseñar y yo seré su profesor de Español desde este año hasta su graduación" he said staring at his students who looked at him confused.

"What?" Puck whispered to himself.

The blonde girl put a lock of hair behind her ear and chewed her lip.

"He said that his name is William Schuester, he likes to teach…" she started to say.

"Yeah, sure, he likes to teach." Puck said with sarcasm in his voice.

The girl chuckled.

"What? It's the truth!" Puck laughed.

Mr. Schuester raised his eyebrows as he heard them laughing breaking the silence of his classroom.

"What's going on there, Mr. Puckerman, Miss Fabray?" he asked.

"Um…" Quinn looked down.

"Nothing, Mr. Schue, can I call you like that?" he smiled.

"I… I think so." Mr. Schue said looking at Puck "But, as punishment, you go first." He smiled.

"'You' Who? The girl or me?"

"Both of you"

"Great!" the girl whispered to herself.

Puck chuckled.

"What are you waiting for? Go ahead; I want to know my students."

Puck walked to the front of the class with that girl. Both of them looked at their fellow classmates who were making fun of them.

"You make a very cute couple." A girl shouted laughing.

"Stay away from Puckerman, blondie, he's Santana's." Matt Rutherford screamed from the corner of the classroom.

The young woman rolled her eyes and looked at Puck.

"You first, please." She said taking a seat on Mr. Schue's desk.

"Well my na –" Puck started.

"In Spanish, Mr. Puckerman." Mr. Schue said crossing his arms.

Puck sighed and looked at Santana like asking for help.

"Sí, Noah, en español." She laughed and stared at his friend.

"Yo me llamo Noah, tengo 14 años y nunca he comido un fish." He joked.

Some of his classmates laughed for the joke. Especially the ones who know Spanish for different reasons, Santana speaks español, because she's Latina and in her house Mr. and Mrs. Lopez speak in Spanish the whole time. And the other ones just because they took Spanish lessons in an institute or something.

"Okay nice joke, Mr. Puckerman." Mr. Schuester said and made a signal to Quinn letting her to walk in front of the class for introduce herself.

"Me llamo Quinn Fabray," she started to say shyly "y soy nueva aquí en Lima."

"And you speak Spanish very well!" Santana smiled "I'll talk to you in break… by the way, welcome to Lima, amiga."

Quinn nodded smiling and took Puck's hand before going back to their seats with him again.

Quinn… that's her name! What a beautiful name! What a beautiful girl! She's nice and cool! And perfect! He thought. He hasn't realized that he just fell in love with her.

Who knows about love when you're 15 years old anyway? Well Puck is about to find out what does it feels like…