(A/N): Well, so this is kinda a rant, sorry. I've got two comments saying either my story is crap, that I don't have original ideas or that my grammar is terrible and I should stop being a beta. Well, I quitted being a beta. And I honestly do my best to write Revenge. I sometimes don't have ideas, but I still write because I don't want you guys to wait long because I left a cliffhanger or something. And, I almost don't read Glee fanfics, so I don't know if in most of them Jesse is a bad person. I've written Jesse as a bad person and I'm not changing that. I (sorry) don't give a fuck if someone's already done that. I've written Puck as a totally different person, and that's not unoriginal. Now, I bring you chapter 12, if you like it leave a positive review. If you don't, don't read it anymore, don't send hate.
After Jesse hung the phone, Quinn went to the bathroom to fix her hair and makeup. Jesse was coming to her house; she needed to look perfect. She didn't really like Jesse, but every time someone visited Quinn, she managed to look gorgeous so people would think the best of her. That's how Quinn Fabray's life worked. She had been a popular Cheerio, and she had no doubt some boys still liked her, but she had only one objective: Finn Hudson. And if she had to become a Cheerio again, and hurt everybody, she would. She would've done anything to get Finn back. Even kill some people. Quinn smiled at the thought, but knowing she was right. Finn was her everything, and she'd have done everything to make him her's again.
"Honey, someone knocked the door, it's for you." Quinn heard her mother from downstairs. Jesse was here, and she was ready, so ready, to ruin Rachel's life with him. And Chelsea too.
"Hi, Jesse." Quinn greeted once she was downstairs. She had tied her hair into a ponytail, and added some mascara to her brown eyes.
"Hi, Quinn." he harshly said. "Looking good today." he attemped to compliment her, only because Quinn's mother was there, grinning, and he had noticed his first words at Quinn's house were rude.
"Thanks." Quinn smiled and grabbed Jesse's arm to take him to her room, upstairs.
"So, what's the big deal?" he questioned while playing with some strange furniture Quinn grandmother's brought from China.
"Um, I just called you to make a plan, and you said you'd come here. I should be asking what's the big deal." she said, taking the Chinese doll away from Jesse's hands. "So what's the big deal?"
Jesse stared at the silk curtains that were stopping the day's sunshine from entering Quinn's room. He really didn't know what to say, he didn't have a plan or even an idea to make Rachel break up with Finn. Yea, he wanted that. And yea, he didn't love Chelsea. But, he wanted to skip classes. Nothing else. There was really no other reason of why Jesse was there. He was there simply because he had the opportunity to skip classes, and he did. That was it.
"Jesse." Quinn shook him, but he didn't respond. He was thinking of how Rachel's beautiful hair fell perfectly onto her shoulders. He was also thinking about Rachel's morning and evening routines. How she was an amazing person, and singer, and she was...
"Jesse St. James!" Quinn screamed. He finally noticed she was calling him, and looked to her. "Would you tell me what the hell were you thinking about?"
"Rachel." Jesse sighed "Quinn, I think I love her."
"And he was like 'Oh my God, there's a ghost' and we were laughing so hard... you had to see Puck's face." Finn smiled as he remembered how Quinn and Finn pranked him.
"Ha, ha, very funny." Puck rolled his eyes.
"Do you really believe in ghosts?" Rachel said between laughter "I mean, they obviously don't exist, why'd you believe that?"
"I... I don't know. They made it seem so real..." he sighed "I guess I'm just and idiot." he said and joined Rachel and Finn, laughing.
"Well, not an idiot..." Finn giggled.
"Yes, and idiot." Rachel said as the bell rang, making Puck hit his locker's door very loudly and making Finn and Rachel burst in laughter again.
"But, he's the cleverest idiot ever." Finn said, heading to the door holding Rachel's hand.
"Are you guys coming to my house?" Puck said, from backwards. "We can order pizza again, I hear Jesse was fired..."
"I'd love that." Finn said at the same time Rachel did, which made them laugh and kiss.
"Ew, that's gross." Puck teased.
"No, it's love." Rachel corrected him and kissed Finn again. She still couldn't believe she was dating Finn, the guy of her dreams. He was sweet, tall, popular, and he sang well. She remembered him singing 'Without you' at the party. Finn didn't really have dancing skills, but that made Rachel love him even more.
