OMG YAYY!!! I actually passed my Science and Health exam PARTTAYYY!!! Okay well it wasn't more than 75% but at least it's more than 50%. Now all I need is Maths, English and French... argh, teachers correct it already THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME!!! WAAAAAAH
Ooer... thanks for zee reviews, story-alerts, people favouriting and reading. They made me smile and gave me a reason to work on this chappie today when I came home from French classes. SMILIES :D
Disclaimer: God Loves Everything Equal... wanted to make an abbreviated saying using Glee. Like what I wrote, God loves everything equal except for me owning this story. Damn, oh well. Gonna go bug my sibs and watch HP6 with them sooo enjoy!!!
"You pervert! What the hell was that?"
"What the hell was what? You overreact too much you know that?"
"I should overreact; I mean you just touched my ass!"
"I didn't touch it; I was trying to cope a feel!"
"Same thing dipshit."
"No they are not; they are two very different words with different meanings. Go look it up in a dictionary, or do you want me to show you?"
"AGHHH! Noah Puckerman, you are a buffoon, you know that?!"
"Meh, been called worse than that, cherry Berry."
"AGHHH!"
RING!!! The bell went, commencing the rest of the day's classes.
Before Puck could interject with anything, he got the surprise of his life. Someone had just slushied Rachel… and it wasn't him. He glanced in the direction to where the slushie had come from, just to see some random holding his slushie. He turned to his right to perceive Rachel covered in orange goo hyperventilating and although slimed with mango-flavoured slushie, she was trying to hold back the tears. She couldn't take it anymore and fled the cafeteria, everyone watching her retreating form.
Puck instantly felt guilty for even buying that slushie. He didn't even like the flavour and yet he bought it. What a waste of two dollars and fifty cents. He then remembered that the guy that slushied Rachel was still standing there wearing a pair of oversized sunnies, a jersey jacket and oddly a bowler hat, still holding his slushie.
Angrily, he got up, grabbed the random by the jacket and dragged him out of the cafeteria. He pulled him into a corner where not much people would see this, and whispered threateningly in his ear. "Nobody messes with Rachel but me got it? So you better not go near her ever again, or you are going to result to me and I'm going to teach you a lesson about it, got it?"
The poor random person nodded his head repeatedly, fearing for his life. Puck smirked that nearly everyone in McKinley High feared him, except for his football teammates, the Glee club, Mr. Schue and Rachel.
At the thought of Rachel, his smirk died down, almost feeling sorry for not… protecting her. Sure, he had a go at her by throwing several slushies on her face, but that was before he joined Glee. Now that he did, he just couldn't do it anymore, and now seeing someone else that was not him do that to her made him realize how she felt. She was vulnerable, and needed to be protected.
And as much clichéd as it sounds, Puck needed to be her knight in shining armour. Of course Puck smirked at that, releasing his grip on the random kid. Puck said one more thing to the random, "And you owe me five dollars and an apple-flavoured slushie for that."
The random just blinked, confused. "But a slushie costs two fifty, and wasn't the flavour mango?"
Puck just smirked. "Now you owe me five bucks dude. But do that to her again…" he began to crack his knuckles and flex his muscles to prove his point, while the random shook his head repetitively again.
"Good." Next thing to happen, Puck grabbed the random and brought him into the guy's bathrooms, before saying, "I'm going to show you what happens incase you forget what I mean."
********
Thirty minutes later…
Puck left the guy's bathroom with a sneer on his face, cracking his knuckles and heading to class, while the random never came out of the bathroom. For all we know, Puck could have murdered the poor bloke. Oh well, we don't really care about him... or do we?
Puck was heading in the direction of his English class, knowing he would arrive late obviously; the bell went more than half an hour ago! He considered even wagging English since they were just learning about poetry and he wouldn't admit to anyone but… he was actually having a go at doing his own poetry and it turned out pretty good. There is no way he would admit that to anyone, not even his mum.
While Puck almost turned the corner, his thoughts on poetry vanished when he saw somebody beginning to leave the girl's bathroom. His exotic eyes widened when he noticed it was Mercedes. He hid from behind the corner, his back to the wall, hearing what Mercedes was saying to someone.
"Girl, are you sure you're going to be okay?"
"I'll be okay, promise. You can go without me; I've already done the Science assignment."
Puck immediately recognized that voice. How could he forget it? That voice made him feel like heaven and hell.
"Okay, I'll take down some notes incase there are some. Don't worry, if I find that guy that did that to you, he'll cry for his momma that's for sure," and with that, Mercedes left the bathroom, pacing in the direction from where Puck was.
Acting all cool, he turned the corner, glancing up at the ceiling with his hands in his jeans pockets, whistling to 'Livin' La Vida Loca', ignoring Mercedes smirk as she turned the corner. Knowing fully aware that she was gone and that no one was in the hallway, he precariously entered the dreaded girl's bathroom.
The first thing he observed was the smell. It smelled so much like vanilla and cream, just like Rachel… not like he knew that or anything. But the next thing he noted was something he probably wouldn't forget for the rest of his life – Rachel starting to unbutton her shirt.
Uh-oh, Puck's dreams are coming true, but to his dismay, her back was facing him, totally oblivious to the fact that someone from the opposite gender or a nightmare to her Puck was in the girl's lavatory.
Puck gave a low whistle, feeling all lusty already. Damn that Rachel Berry for turning him on!
She halted from what she was doing, and turned to stare at the mirror, to her horror seeing the last person she least expected to see in the girl's bathroom. She quickly grabbed her unbuttoned shirt and covered herself up, holding onto her sides so the shirt won't slip from her grip.
Puck chuckled, loving that she just blushed and was making a complete fool out of herself. "Damn Berry, you sure know how to make me feel good."
Rachel glared at him furiously. "Get out of here! Do you not know that this is a certain place in the school where privacy is extremely important?"
Puck just stared at her mocha eyes bluntly. "Come on, you know you're hot. Just flaunt yourself and don't be afraid of what everyone thinks. Isn't that what you tell Tina?"
Rachel was about to retort when his words made her realize he was indeed right. Whenever Tina felt shy or embarrassed about how she dressed in her attire, Rachel always assured her that just because she dressed as a Goth didn't mean that she was an outcast. And if everyone thought she was an outcast, she would outshine them all for having the courage to be different and unique from everyone else.
Rachel smiled at the fact that Puck had said that. Then she realized it was Puck that had said that. "We're not talking about Tina, and get out you pervert!" she screeched, changing the subject.
Puck rolled his eyes, stepping closer to the fuming girl. "Look, I'm not here being all perverty okay? I came because I wanted to see if you were alright."
"Liar," Rachel hissed.
Puck raised his hands up, showing he was telling the truth. "I'm serious but if you want… we can go back to when I was coping a feel on your ass," he whispered, winking at her.
Rachel pushed him, grabbed her bag that was full of extra clothes and marched to the closest cubicle and locked herself in it. "Why the hell do you even care if I'm alright or not?"
"Because that asshole threw a slushie at you, and not just any slushie, my slushie!" Puck whined, talking to the closed door that Rachel kept herself in.
"Who would've thought that Noah Puckerman cared for someone and not just anybody, but the Gleek freak Rachel Berry," he heard her utter.
Puck seemed offended with what he had heard her say. She tells Tina to just appreciate her own body and not let anybody put her down, and yet she didn't feel that way about herself? "Excuse me sunshine, but you are not a Gleek freak. You are a sexy Gleek freak."
"Shut up with those derogatory words you use for me, they show disrespect to me," Rachel said as she entered out of the cubicle, her plain shirt and lime green jumper now replaced with a buttoned up rosy pink shirt. And woo she looked hot in it.
Puck advanced towards her, smirking. "You love it."
Rachel glanced up and his face was inches away. She could smell his aftershave – minty with a strong essence of musk.
"You also love my smell as well. Cut the act, let's just get down and dirty already," Puck announced, wiggling his eyebrows mischieviously.
Horrified, Rachel bolted away from the left tackle. Pity she wasn't that athletic because since a) Puck is athletic, b) he had quick reflexes and c) have you seen his guns and abs? he grabbed her by the wrist, resulting to her falling back slightly, if it wasn't for Puck who held her by the waist.
"Puck honey?"
"Yes sexy pie?"
Eye roll. "As much as I love our interactions, let go of me."
"Can't."
"And why not?"
"Because I'm your knight in shining armour here to protect you from doom and you still have some slushie in your hair."
"WHAT?!"
Confused, Rachel and Puck both turned to the entrance of the girl's toilets to see none other than Kurt, his mouth dropped to the ground, horrified. "Katy says "GASP"," he randomly stated, tapping the raven velvet hat placed on top of his bouncy hair.
Rachel and Puck both glanced at each other, wondering who the hell this Katy chick is. They both heard Kurt cooing with joy, clapping his hands with joy and beaming like an idiot.
"Finally, a Glee hook-up. I guess you can count Finn and Quinn as a couple, but they are just your typical clichéd teenies, whereas you two…" he began with, darting his hazel eyes between the two.
Immediately, Rachel pushed Puck away from her, him falling on the ground. Unfortunately for her, he seemed to have a good view up her skirt but to his disappointment, she was wearing shorts. To his pleasure however, she was wearing denim short shorts. Yeowch!
"We are not together, and we will never be together EVER!" Rachel yelled, crossing her arms, pouting.
"That's not what you said before when you said "Puck honey"," Puck quoted from the floor. Rachel whipped her head to perceive the perve acting like what perves do. "Agh! You imbecile."
"What are you doing here anyway homo; this is a girl's bathroom?" Puck questioned.
Kurt rolled his eyes, annoyed and somewhat offended with what the football player had just said. "You did not just say that! And by the way, who am I going to talk to about the latest fashion and beauty supplies? Please, I tried that out on Finn and all I got was, "Isn't Dove a bird?" I mean hello, it's a brand of soap as well! And say whatever you want, you young lovers are just in denial," Kurt responded with. He grabbed Katy from his head, putting it close to his ear. Kurt's expression suddenly went to ZOMG. "OMG Katy I soo agree with you on that."
Kurt glanced at the two's expressions just to see them quarreling with each other yet again, much to his annoyance.
"Get out now!"
"Why should I? You're not a mum, but you and I could get pretty cosy if you were one, I mean…"
"That's it, leave now you jackass!"
"You let Kurt stay but not your gorgeous, muscled, toned, sexy superhero?"
Kurt cracked himself, rolling on the floor laughing. He slowly got up, bits of laughter coming out of at times. "Sigh, please you wish you were gorgeous and sexy like me."
"Are you insulting me you homo? Since you love your face so much, let me have the honour to rearrange that pretty face or yours and…"
"NOOOOOOOOO!" Kurt screamed, fleeing the girl's lavatory, Katy clutched by his side, his voice echoing even though he left. "You can't touch Katy and you are definitely jealous of my good looks!"
"Please, he is just jealous of my muscles, you didn't hear him mention it," Puck stated, only to realize that Rachel had already left. He bolted out of the girl's bathroom, to observe his target heading towards her locker.
As she was opening her locker, Puck stood in the lockers next to hers, smirking at her. "You sneaky minx. You have got to stop leaving a trail of breadcrumbs for me to eat, because it will end up to you anyway."
"Has it ever occurred to you that the whole world doesn't revolve around you?"
"Try telling that to the fashionable Jimmy Coo-Coo."
"I heard that!" Kurt's voice shouted out of no-where, scaring Puck.
"Okay, that was freaky."
Rachel chuckled at Puck's expression. She found it cute that one minute he was all flirtatious and the next, he was all scared, something that she was pretty sure not many people had seen before.
"Admiring my good looks are we?" Puck asked, interrupting Rachel's thoughts.
Rachel made a 'psshh' sound, rolling her eyes, closing her locker. "Yes Puck. Oh how I want to run my hands all over your torso."
Puck grinned, satisfied with her answer. "We can try that now if you want, and don't worry, I want to do the exact same thing to you too."
"Dickhead."
"Aww, your words hurt the heart you know that?"
"If my words are said to you, then I don't really care."
"Ouch! Hot, feisty but hot."
Rachel groaned, running a hand through her chocolate hair, until she remembered that Puck told her she still had some slushie left in her hair. Unhurriedly, she pulled her arm back to her side, not wanting the stickiness to go on her hands again.
Puck seemed confused. "Why did you just do that? There is like nothing on your hair."
Rachel's eyes widened, glaring murderously at the football player. "So there is no slushie in my hair?"
At hearing her question, Puck then realized what she was on about. "Ohh about that… you see I wanted a reason to hold you."
"Damn you jerk."
"What? I was cold and I needed something to keep me warm and you happened to be the answer."
"Your pick-up lines suck; go try them out on someone else that wants you." And with that, Rachel skulked off to her Science class.
Puck watched her retreating form, his voice in a hushed whisper. "Trust me; there is only one person I want," and with that, he headed off towards the Glee room, knowing that the bell would ring any minute now, ending the classes for the day. And the 'psychic' he is, the bell did go off, ending the day.
"She so loves it when I say them-" However, he never got to finish his sentence because he was pushed to something, falling unconscious.
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"That… that creep!"
"Gee, I feel for you Rach, I really do."
"I mean seriously, how would you react if the guy you hate soo much…"
'More like hate to love,' Mercedes thought to herself, chuckling slightly so her ranting friend wouldn't suspect a thing. She was so sick of Rachel blabbing on about what Puck did to Rachel in the girl's bathrooms. She suspected he went there, as she did see him walk past him when he was whistling to that shake-your-booty song. At least the planned somehow worked, now about the other-
"… is on the floor, looking up your skirt and grinning all devilishly, getting all these dirty thoughts popping up in their minds?"
"How could he do that? What a-"
"Asshole, jerk, imbecile, idiot, pervert-"
"Sexy, gorgeous, muscled, toned, hunky, badass he is isn't he?" Kurt said from out of no-where.
Rachel was appalled with what Kurt had just said. "Kurt! How could you say that about Puck?"
Kurt was talking all lovey dovey with Katy until he heard Rachel's words. He too was shocked. "As if I would say that about him! Please, I was talking about someone else thank you very much."
Mercedes and Rachel both enquired in unison, "Who?"
Kurt sighed with annoyance with their question. "Aslan, duh! He is after all 'the king of the jungle.'"
"Oh thank God, can you imagine if you actually said that about Puck?" Rachel laughed, while Mercedes and Kurt both looked at each other, a smirk riding up on their face.
All of a sudden, someone covered Rachel's mouth, preventing her from screaming, and covering their eyes with a cloth. With her kicking and screaming, two more people had to drag her, stopping her kicking and struggling to break free. They successfully managed to bring her to a small room, opening the door and shoving her in their, hoping she would fall on top of something. Noting that she did, they all smirked, closed the door shut, and locked her in their.
The three of them headed to where Kurt and Mercedes were standing, both with their mouths dropped to the floor… literally.
"And Pucky poo, that is for bashing me up in the boy's germy room for slushing Rachel," Kurt shouted in the direction of the closed door.
"Awesome!" Mercedes squealed, high-fiving them.
Kurt noticed that one of them was bleeding. "OMG you're bleeding, cover it up! Katy doesn't like to see blood, it makes her go all squirmy," he declared, clutching Katy to his chest.
Before any of them could say anything, Kurt shooed them away. "Vite, vite, vite, I don't want my baby to faint in my arms, sweat on my arms would ruin my scented lotion."
One of the boys spoke, confused. "It's not even alive."
"Gasp, you did not just say that!" Kurt stormed off to the Glee room, while Mercedes followed, but before thanking the trio.
********
As Kurt and Mercedes entered the Glee room, Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Artie and Tina all glanced at them, giving them a certain look. Kurt and Mercedes' response –
"Excellent," Kurt whispered menacingly, doing his hands in a Mr. Burns-esque style.
"Yes!" The girls and Artie cheered, high fiving each other. Mr. Schue entered, placing his sheets of paper on top of the piano, noticing that his lead female star, and the football players – minus Kurt – was missing.
As if they had heard what he was thinking, Finn, Mike and Matt entered the room, ambling quickly towards their seats. As Finn sat down next to his pregnant girlfriend, she noticed that her boyfriend was limping a little. "What happened to you?"
Finn glanced at Matt and Mike, then at Kurt and Mercedes, smirking. "Oh this… nothing."
Noting Finn's smirk and the way he had said it, Quinn understood what he meant. Yeah, they began making out again.
"Geez, must I say it again?" Mike called out from behind the kissing couple.
"Shut up Mike," Finn shouted, continuing his session with Quinn.
Mr. Schue counted everyone present except for the punctual Rachel Berry and the bad boy Noah Puckerman. How odd… or so he thought.
"Guys, where is Rachel and Puck?"
From hearing what Mr. Schue had just said, everyone, even the teacher himself laughed their butts off. Kurt held a handheld mirror grasped firmly on his hand and played with Katy, adjusting it on his head at the same time. He glanced up to Mr. Schue, his eyes twinkling with evilness. "When they both wake up and see the state of their 'living conditions' and the size of the room, they are going to need protection, and yes I meant that kind of protection."
Yeah, that's right, Kurt slushied Rachel... in disguise. GASP!!! Puck, how could you??? As much as I love you, I love Kurt too!!! But no one can replace my love for you, hahaha. Kill me for not putting that much KurtxKaty love in this chappie, DON'T KILL ME. But I can tell you that KxK will still go strong, and so will PxR as much as they don't want to admit it.
Hehehehehe... you should know what time it is already, and don't look at the time when you read that. IT'S SBSP QUOTES TIME!!!
(from the eppie Plankton)
(after SB retrieves the Krabby Patty formula away from Pl, who accidentally falls into some machine that reveals secret formulas)
Comp: *identifying 'secret formula'* Plankton - 1% evil, 99% hot gas
And btw, the computer is Plankton's wife... I know 0_0
Eeeeee!!! I passed YAYYY!!! Ahahahaha Ron ruining the moment with his 'pie thing'
SMIGGLE!!!
R&R!!!