'Uh oh, I totally forgot he was here and where the hell is Quinn?' I thought to myself.

Rachel eyes narrowed, trying to make out the figure in front of her. When she made out the figure her brows jumped and she made an attempt to get out of Brittany's hold.

"Sam! What are you doing here?" she asked still extremely drunk.

"I was invited cause you know my best friends the host so…." Sam said with his usual dopey one-sided smile on.

'I could kick his ass right now but, that would only give me bad cred and I can't be wasting my credits on him'

"Who's he?" Brittany mouthed behind Rachel's back.

I got a little closer to her so I could whisper it to her.

"The guy who kissed Quinn" I whispered to her.

'Did she just blush? Nah it was probably just my imagination'

Her mouth did an 'O' shape and she turned back to the people in front of her.

"I can see she's pretty wasted right now" He chuckled.

Rachel was swaying from side to side, dancing on the edge of falling. Brittany quickly got up and grabbed her before she did"Rach, your really inhe-ineb-."

"Inebriated" I filled in for her. (She is really adorable right now)

"Inebriated right now, thanks"

"I don' know wha' your talkin' bout."

"I think we better go before you get alcohol poison." She chuckled wrapping her arm around her neck.

I didn't want this night to end so early, it was only…I checked my watch…okay maybe it wasn't so early. It was 2:36 in the morning, but that still doesn't mean I wanted to see her go. So I did what any insane person, who had just met a beautiful girl, would do.

"Hey, you could stay the night at my place if you want?" I asked her to stay the night.

"Oh, um I don't know,"

"C'mon, my house is just around the corner, plus it's extra safer. I wouldn't want to see your pretty face on the news tomorrow." I wanted to sound sincere, I didn't want her thinking I wanted to get in her pants. I mean I do but for some reason I just wanted to get to know her more. 'C'mon Lopez, what the hell is your problem today' I scolded myself.

"Uh" She looked at Rachel, then turned back to me. "Okay, sure. She needs to be put down before she starts to sing Barbra." She said half joking.

I stared at her scared for a moment, there's more to that rejected Bratz model.

Before I could comment on that, Sam whispered in my ear.

"Get some." I looked back at him with my brow raised.

Is he for real right now?

"Because of what you did to Quinn it's best if you don't talk to me." I gave him a fake grin before turning around.

"What are you talking about?' He asked.

Is He For Real!?

"Sammy boy I know your not that dumb, I mean you possibly can't be that dumb, and if your still not getting it let me slow it down a little bit for you." He stood there looking constipated.

"You. Kissing Quinn. Was a no, no. That means if you kiss her again. There will be consequences. She didn't want you kissing her because she's already in a relationship." I say it

very carefully so he wouldn't get lost.

"Oh I-." He was cut off by some racket by the bar.

"No Rach, stop put it down. No! No, Rach stop it." Brittany was holding the drunken girl, who had a bottle in her hand, back from hitting the boy opposite of me.

Oops, I guess she heard me and Sam's conversation…..Oh well.

I stood there watching in amusement when Rachel flung the bottle across the room hitting some dude in the head from what I heard. I was enjoying it until I saw Brittany look at me with the most adorable pout ever, like I don't even think I'm that cute.

I huffed and grabbed the Hobbits legs while Brittany had the top half and carried her to the front door.

"Scuse me, pardon me, workers carrying drunky comin' through. Scuse me, watch out!" I got angry quickly because they were just standing there watching us. Not having the audacity to move or help us carry her. Who-by the way- is heavier than what she seems.

We sat her on the table by the door because she was getting really heavy.

I looked around for the people I came here with, when I spotted a disgusting looking Mohawk I yelled his name.

"Puck! Puck!" He looked around for a moment before looking up to the ceiling with wide eyes.

Are all boys stupid? Or is it just me?

"Puck, over here!" He finally looked my way and smiled.

"Thought you were God for a second, Ha, ha" I just looked at him blankly while he stopped laughing slowly.

"No, just no."

He looked down feeling embarrassed, then looked to the side real quick before doing a double take back to the side eyes wider than the sun. He shrieked before going to hide behind me.

Men today are really disappointing me right now.

Brittany furrowed her eye brows in confusion and from being surprised by the girly shriek that just came out of his mouth.

"Do I know you?" She asked.

"You look kind of familiar" She added.

" I'm that dude you threatened to kick if I didn't move out your way." Puck yelled from behind me.

He is such a punk.

"What? When did that happen?"

She looked more confused than Quinn when we went to Canada and she ordered 'bacon'.

"Wednesday morning, remember?"

She looked like she was digging in her brain for that memory.

"Oh I think I do, I blamed you for breaking my phone." She said more to herself than him.

"Hey Brittany guess what, he's afraid of you." I said making him look at me.

"He's afraid of me? Why?"

"Um let me see you threatened to kick my balls if didn't get away from you, what man wouldn't be scared of that." Puck explained to her in her face flinching every once in a while.

"Oh I'm so sorry I've been meaning to apologize to you. I felt so bad the next day. I was just having an awful day, I had a hangover."

'Brittany didn't need to apologize to him. I would have said that to him even if I had won a million dollars that day.'

"Apology not accepted-."

"Puck!"

"Apology accepted is what I meant." Puck corrected himself.

"Okay now that that is settled, will you please tell me what the hell is that on your head."

"Shut up San, you know what it is." Puck put his fingers through his 'Mohawk'.

"No not that that." I pointed at the red knot on his forehead.

"Oh that, I got busted in the head by this bottle that flew outta nowhere." He said rubbing the knot.

I looked over to Brittany at the same time she looked over to me. She looked like she wanted to laugh I probably looked like that too.

"Why are you two looking funny like that?"

"No reason, um were about to leave and Brittany's staying over too. So go find Quinn and tell her were leaving." I looked over to the midget on the table, she was knocked out.

"Wanna get her to the car now?" I asked her.

"Yeah it would be a lot easier."

We carried her to the car almost perfectly but we hit her head on a mistake while trying to get her in the car.

"There safe and snoring."

"Ha ha she's always like this when she's drunk. She snores really loudly." Brittany closed the backseat door.

"Well I bet she's gonna really be snoring loud after the hit she just took to her head." I got closer to her so I wouldn't get hit by passing cars.

"Yeah, it's probably gonna hurt tomorrow." Brittany said rubbing her neck.

We just stood there not saying anything it was a really awkward moment.

"So why do you-."

"When did you start-."

We both spoke at the same time interrupting eachother.

We just laughed it off.

"You can go first." Brittany suggested.

"No you can go it's fine."

"Really it's no big deal, just….go"

"Ladies first, so now you have to go."

"But you're a lady too or are you?" She said with wide eyes.

"No I'm a lady and I guess your theory is right." I said chuckling at her antics.

'She's so funny, she really is perfect.'

What the hell is wrong with me today?