November 18, Puckerman residence

"Well Noah I'm never going to be a teacher."

"Why's that?"

"Cause if I see one more piece of homework I'm going to scream." Rachel closed the folder with a sigh and stood up arching her back from where she'd been bent over the homework for the last two hours.

Noah admired the line of her extended body before taking a seat on the bed and picking up his guitar. "Well then let me show you something else I've been doing while I've been gone."

"Oh?" Rachel lay back on the foot of the bed with a sigh turning her head watching the handsome boy test the tuning of his well-loved guitar.

"Yeah found some music software on Tate's laptop when I was writing that essay and I started playing with it and I wrote a song. Wanna hear it?" Puck looked up at her with a somewhat shy smile.

Rachel hopped upright on the bed and curled her legs under her giving her undivided attention to him with a smile.

"Okay this one was inspired by the fact that someone left a Mary Poppins DVD on repeat one night on the bus and I must have watched it like 8 times half asleep so here it goes."

When the east wind blows

and the fog rolls in
out of nowhere, like a ghost

she appears again.

Sweeten medicine,
circus in the sky
you've got your relationship
so why can't I

believe in Mary Poppins
we just had the most magical time
she don't care that I am crazy
and I know that you'll never be mine
oh I need you Mary Poppins
like the world needs a way oh
maybe Mary Poppins
we'll get there some(day)

From upon the roof
I will sing to you
just a lonely chimney sweep
doing what I do
Mary is my friend
an angel possibly
helps me to forget myself
so that's why I

believe in Mary Poppins
we just had the most magical time
she don't care that I am crazy
and I know that she'll never be mine
oh I need you Mary Poppins
like the world needs a way oh
maybe Mary Poppins
we'll get there someday

I believe in Mary Poppins
we just had the most magical time
she don't care that I am crazy
and I know that you'll never be mine
oh I need you Mary Poppins
like the world needs a way oh
maybe Mary Poppins
we'll get there someday

"Oh that's beautiful Noah." Rachel's eyes were heavy and dark lured into a trance by Noah's voice.

"You think so?" Puck was a little nervous cause it was Rachel but on a tour bus playing around with his music it wasn't like he could keep it a secret. His father and friends had heard his various songs many times. A few of the Clark brothers had helped out and liked it as well.

"I got a few more I'm working on but Mary's mostly finished."

"It was lovely Noah. I loved it." She reached one hand to him and he wrapped his strong fingers around her tiny hand and bought it to his lips. He kissed her fingertips while staring into her eyes and together they leaned in. Their lips had just barely brushed when a knock on the doorframe pulled them apart. They looked up to see a grinning Nathan.

"So this is the infamous Rachel."

Puck's Dad swaggered in with a cock blocking smirk to his glaring son. "Heard a lot about you little lady. When you gonna make an honest man out of this rabble rousing son of mine?" He looked down at Rachel and taking her other hand kissed the back of it with an exaggerated bow. He chuckled at his son's low growl.

Rachel looked up at him with wide eyes before looking back at Puck then up at Nathan then back at Puck.

Puck finally chuckled and squeezed her fingers bringing her attention back to him one more time. "Just wait till you see Zeyde."

"Speaking of whom they sent me in here to invite Rachel to dinner."

"Oh of course. Your Bubbe was so kind when I barged in here looking for Noah. I really must thank her." Rachel hopped up and smoothed out her dark blue sweater with the cocker spaniel on it and her short blue skirt. She checked her red stockings for wrinkles and then looked at Puck expectantly until he chuckled and put away his guitar before offering her his arm. Nathan sniggered into his fist and led the two teenagers to the kitchen.

Later that night, in front of Rachel's house

"It's crazy how well you and my family get along." Puck stated as he walked Rachel up to her door.

"We all have a deep seated appreciation for music. That common interest makes it easy for us to get along."

"That and we're all Jewish. It's natural." Puck grinned shamelessly at her.

"No-ah!" She laughed and pushed ineffectively at him.

He smiled at her and caught her tiny hands in his own. He studied the small round fingernails as he spoke. "So I'll show up around eight Saturday morning and then you'll drive us to Mansfield?"

"Yeah that sounds good." Rachel replied tracing her own fingertips over his scarred fingertips.

Puck reached a hand out and cupped Rachel's cheek. Her startled eyes looked up into his dark gaze and she licked her lips involuntarily. She knew he wanted to kiss her. She knew they shouldn't too. "W-Well I better get inside now."

"Yeah you better." Again with the panty dropping smirk. He knew she was running.

"Y-yeah. See you Saturday." Rachel opened her front door and finally tugged her hands free. They immediately felt cold.

"Good night Rachel."

"Good night Noah."