Chapter 11

Noah's Ark is Torn Down

"PUCKERMAN!" Brittney screamed as she ran down the hall at him with her hand in a fist.

"What do you want?"

"You fucked up one of my friends and now I am going to fuck you up!"

"I was lying I didn't fuck your friend. So get off my back bitch."

"Hell no you didn't! I was talking about Jeff. Now I hope you are ready, because you are about to get beat up by a girl."

"You want me to think that you are strong?"

She finally couldn't stand talking to the idiot. She pulled her fist back and launched it straight at his face, but she was just slightly too slow. He grabbed her fist and pushed it to the ground causing her to trip slightly.

"Hey, what is wrong?" Alegandra asked when she came around the corner.

"Your friend just came over and started tripping on me."

"I did not, you wanna know what your boy did? He got Jeff wasted on school grounds, and now he is passed out on the floor of the choir room."

"You did what?" Alegandra yelled in disbelief.

"I did no such thing. I am trying to stay clean this year."

"He told us that it was you."

"You just said he is wasted, so how would he fucking know?"

"Don't you lie to me, I know that you and him have had a beef going on since we got here.

"Why don't you wait until he is sober before you throw a punch?"

"Fine, but I know you did it and I will hunt you down Noah."

"Whatever, I have class."

The bell rang and they parted ways. Brittney went back to the room and propped Jeff up in a chair and shoved his sunglasses on him and made his mouth hang open so that a quick passer by would just think that he was talking.

She went and got a pass from Mr. Schue then carried out the rest of her day.

"Ugh! My head is killing me!" Jeff said as he grabbed his forehead and looked around.

"Where am I and what happened? I remember Puckerman and then it all goes blank."

He got up and walked over to the door while taking a look at the awkwardly placed clock. It was time for him to get to Physics so he ran out and found his way to class.

"I'm sorry I am late. I didn't feel good so my dad wrote a note and I just got here," he informed the teacher as he went to join his friends.

"Can you guys tell me what the heck happened to me?" he whispered while watching the teacher rant about elastic potential energy.

"You were drunk again, and Quinn picked you up and brought you to the choir room," Ivan Flores replied while scribbling in his notebook.

"Quinn saw me? Oh no, I hope I didn't embarrass myself again."

"You didn't," Naomi added as she raised he hand and asked, "How elastic potential energy was different from all other forms of potential energy."

"So who did it?" Brittney asked as she stared up at the board.

"I don't know, but I remember being with Puck and he offered me something in a flask. I declined and then everything is fuzzy."

"I said I was going to kill him," she cracked her knuckles.

"I can handle this."

"I am not going to do nothing. I follow through with my threats."

"Fine, whatever."

The bell rang and they all walked to Noah's locker where he was talking with another girl in a cheer leading uniform.

"You ready to throw down Puckerman?" Brittney asked as she shoved him.

"What the hell do you want now?" his eyes met Jeff's when he turned around and he looked surprised, "Oh."

"Oh, yeah. I am back and I am not about to let you get away with what you did."

"I already proved I can take you Jenni and I don't hit girls."

"Well this girl is going to hit you!" her fist launched at him, but he blocked it again. He didn't expect, however, that Jeff would throw a punch too. Jeff hit the mark right in his diaphragm and Puck stepped back with the wind knocked out of him.

"Lucky… shot…" he muttered.

"Now leave me the hell alone!"

"Whatever, but I don't make promises."

"I think I proved I can handle you too."

"Yeah, when you have a girl for back up."

"She wasn't back up. She refused to leave."

The bell rang and they left Puck standing there leaning against the lockers still trying to catch his breath.

"Thank you Brittney."

"It wasn't a problem. He acts all tough, but I guess he can't take it himself."

"He was right. I wouldn't have been able to take him on without you."

"Oh please. You are ten times smarter than him. You would have probably had some genius plan of covering your body in some kind of laxative and letting him hit you."

"Hey, that is a good one. Mind if I use it?"

"I don't care, but we are late."

They rushed into Government to find out that they had a substitute.

"Hello, my name is Holly Holiday," the sub said when the kids walked in the room.

"Oh my gosh! It is Gwyneth Paltrow!" Jeff squealed as he jumped up and down.

"Who?" she asked.

"Sorry, I was thinking of somebody else. I am Jeff and this is Brittney."

"I know, your friends there told me you would be late. How did your fight go?"

"Amazing, we socked him. I bet he is still standing there," Brittney said triumphantly.

"Yeah, I always told Puckerman that his cockiness would be his downfall."

"How long are you here till?" Jeff asked.

"Next Friday at least."

"Are you going to come by for the Glee Club's duets tomorrow?" Bella questioned.

"Ooo, duets again? I think I can squeeze it in."

"Awesome," Jeff said as he and Brittney sat next to their friends.

"What are you going to do Jeff? You can't possibly sing with Brittney and Santana after what happened to you," Ivan Flores asked curiously.

"Oh, don't you dare think that you lost a competitor, because I have a plan."

The bell rang and they parted to go to their final classes. Unfortunately there was a ton of passes that the office needed Jeff to run all over campus. When class finally ended he thought his legs were going to fall off and almost passed out in Finn's car on the way home. He went to bed early, after all tomorrow was the big day of the competition.