Sorry, this one took me so long I was sick last week, and I didn't have the energy to write. Thank you all again for reading, liking, favoriting, and reviewing this story. I never know if I am writing something well enough, so it is very encouraging. Whelp here it is.

I slip out into the hallway leaving Santana and bump right into someone.

"Whoo there Pierce I know you are falling for me, but you didn't have to fall that hard." I rolled my eyes, of course I bumped into Puck.

He wraps his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him and looks to the closet I was just in. I naturally look to where he is looking. Out pokes a dark brown head of hair. Puck looks back at me smirking and leans in closer so people can't hear him.

"Already making a move I see. I told you the janitor closet was a good place." He looks me over and I push him away. "What? I am just making sure you put everything back on right."

I look once more back down the hall to see that Santana has her hand on her hip and is giving us an evil glare, well more so giving it to Puck.

"We didn't do anything." I whisper to him.

"Yeah? Tell that to your messed up hair and your lip gloss is smeared." He is looking straight down the hall as we walk, not even looking at me.

"Ugh." I push Puck's arm, which has somehow slithered its way around my shoulder again, off me and start to fix my hair and of course we hear people already starting to gossip about Puck and me again. "Fucking gossip."

Puck shrugs. "I'm okay with it." He gives me a big grin as we make it to class together.

"Of course, you are." I roll my eyes.

I spot my spot next to Sugar in the classroom and make a direct line over to it.

"Were you just walking in with Puck?" She asked. I never got to tell her about Puck and my smoke/bonding session.

"I don't want to talk about it." I say quietly, putting my head down.

"Oh, cuz it looks like you just got done doing the nasty with your sex hair and I was wondering if it was Puck, but then when Santana came in with her hair off as well, I knew it was with her."

My head shoots right up and I glare at Sugar. "Shut up." I bump her shoulder.

I then try fixing my hair even better until Sugar gives me pity and fixes it herself. "So, how was it?" She asks.

"We didn't do anything." I defend quickly. Our conversation gets interrupted behind us by Pucks outburst.

"The fuck Lopez!"

I look back to see Puck standing up with a giant ink stain on his shirt. I look over to Santana who is sitting next to him with her looking completely relaxed and filing her nails. I raise my eyebrow at her when she catches my eyes, and she just shrugs and goes back to filing.

"Mr. Puckerman language." Our teacher scolds him because his outburst started right as she started her English lesson.

Puck gives her an incredulous look. "Are you kidding me! It's not my fault, Santana is being a jealous bitch and taking it out on me!"

"Miss Lopez, do you have anything to add?" The teacher then looks at Santana.

Santana looks up innocently. "I don't know what he is talking about Ms. His pen exploded on its own. I don't think he is capable of handling one." She shrugs.

"Okay, Noah take your seat so we can get back to the lesson."

Under his breath I hear Puck say 'Bitch' as he turns to Santana.

The rest of the class they are quiet, except when I heard Santana threaten that she can turn her file into a shank if he crosses her. We are able to get done with our writing assignment without any distractions.

"Ready for lunch?" Sugar asks as she packs up her bag.

I shake my head. "I have to get Santana caught up on our routines."

"Eww lala." Sugar giggles. "As long as the routines don't involve whatever you guys were doing before this class." She wiggles her eyebrows and I laugh and push her gathering my stuff and walking with her to the door where I see Santana waiting.

Before I reach her, I feel an arm wrap around my shoulders. Puck leaned into my ear.

"You owe me a new shirt Pierce." He nods to Santana. "Apparently your soulmate doesn't like how close I get to you." He has a shit eating grin on when he leans back, and I catch a glint of the glare Santana is towing his way.

He leans in and gives me a kiss to the cheek just to piss Santana off more. If smoke could come out of her ears right now, they would.

I shake my head and laugh. "You have a death wish Puck."

"Just making school more exciting." He laughs and with that he tells me he will see me later and is off.

"Well, I see you and Puck are close." Santana says looking me over with her hand on her hip and her perfect eyebrow cocked. "Last I knew you were complaining to me about how annoying he was."

I shrug starting to walk to the gym with Santana trailing after me. "We hung out on Sunday, and I don't know, he wasn't quite as annoying as he has been. I think he just wants another friend since he had to switch to a new school."

Santana scoffs. "Okay, there are a few things wrong with what you said." She complains as we walk into the gym making it to the center where we start to stretch. "First, what do you mean by 'hang out'? Because I know what Pucks 'hang out' usually consist of and I don't feel comfortable with that. Second, Puck doesn't do 'just friends' with girls."

I roll my eyes at her. "Well, I don't need to tell you about Puck and I hanging out. Secondly, we are just friends."

"Didn't look like it." She mumbles looking down not meeting my eyes now.

"Hey." I say meeting her with kind eyes. I know I shouldn't give her anything because I need to be tough with my feelings or they will get hurt. It just sucks. I have to keep reminding myself as her soft chocolate brown eyes meet mine. I also know how kissable and tempting those soft lips are. Nope, I have a job to do here. I shake my head and stand up. "Ready for our routines?"

She nods her head standing up. "Show me what you got, Peirce." She gives me a wink and of course my stupid heart flutters.

It takes all of lunch to get down the routines. I am just happy Santana is a fast learner. We both collapse on the ground after our last routine.

She reaches over and slaps my stomach. "Damn, Britt you couldn't go easy on me? You do know that this is my first day, right?"

I feel my stomach growl.

"Someone's hungry. Sorry you had to miss lunch for me."

I sit up. "Well, someone had to. I am pretty sure you would have been more of an ass to anyone else."

"Oh, someone thinks they are special. I was still an ass to you."

I laugh. "Yeah, but you didn't make me cry during cheerleading." I am refiring to the rumors I heard about her old cheerleading team how she would make them run off the field crying because of her words.

She rolls her eyes at me. "It's not my fault the girls at my old school were incompetent."

I push myself up and hold my hand out to her. Feeling the now familiar tingle when her hand touches mine. I notice her look at her hand then look at me.

"Do you think that feeling will ever go away?" I know she is talking about the tingles too. I just shake my head in no.

"It's weird but it is getting more familiar to me."

She nods her head at that. "Yeah, me too." She looks at me sideways. "It's nice."

"Yeah." I agree with her. My stomach growls loudly now. "Well come on let's go get lunch. Perks of being a Cheerio. Many people are afraid of Sue, so since she made us practice during lunch, we can eat then be late to class."

"Wow, that is also different from my old school. I was a minute late like one time and I had to go to the principal's office."

I laugh at that. "No wonder you were in deep trouble for talking to me on the phone and talking back to you teacher."

She rolls her eyes but smiles. "Yeah, I would do it again though to protect you from turning into a vampire." She bares her teeth at me and puts her hands up like claws.

I give her a push and we laugh together. It is nice how comfortable we feel around each other.

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Classes go by slowly like normal and we don't have Cheerios practice after so when the bell for the day finally rings, I am up out of my seat and practically running to leave school. Mondays suck.

Seems like everyone else is thinking the same thing as the parking lot is already crowded. As I am walking to my car a truck pulls into the parking lot and almost hits me.

I am right in front of the truck, so I shield my eyes to block the sun and see who it is trying to mess with me.

Floppy blond hair and green eyes look back at me. Of course, it's just my luck.

"Hey Blondie!" He has half of his body hanging out the driver side window. "Have you seen my girlfriend?"

Jerk. "Maybe. Who are you again?" I play dumb.

"Oh common, we have met a couple times now."

I scratch my forehead. "Yeah? Huh must not have been important enough to remember." I shrug and start to walk again. I hear a door close and feel a hand wrap on my arm pulling me to stop.

"Hey. I was talking to you. I am looking for Santana. Have you seen her?"

"Sam! Let her go."

I feel Sam immediately let go of my arm. "Oh, hey babe I was just asking her if she has seen you." He walks over to Santana pulling her into a kiss then wrapping his arm around her possessively. "Sorry if I scared you Blondie."

"Her name is Brittany, and you know that."

Santana looks annoyed. My heart is squeezing my chest real tight, and I know I have to get away from them. I feel like I can't take anymore since they are just standing right in front of me, and Sam is getting a little touchy feely letting his arm slip down to Santana's ass.

"Damn babe that skirt is hot on you. I can't wait till we get to your house. It is doing things for me."

I feel like I am going to barf all over Sam's smug face. I roll my eyes getting ready to walk away when I feel an arm wrap around my shoulder.

"Hey Britt, ready to go hang out?" I turn my head to see Puck. I think for the first time I am excited to see him and to let him get me out of this awkward situation. He gives me a kind look in his eyes like he knows that I was struggling to see Santana and Sam together.

"What are you guys going to do?" Santana asks quickly, brushing off Sam's hand and putting a hand up stopping his face from getting closer to her. He looks irritated by the gesture. She is not paying attention to him at all she is completely focused on us.

Puck shrugs. "We talked about going bowling or something after school right Britt?" Puck asks, looking back at me. I see the twinkle in his eye once again knowing he is pissing Santan off.

"Yeah, that is the plan." I agree with him even though we did not plan anything together, anything is better than dealing with this shit show.

"Then get a quick bite to eat." I turn to look at him cocking an eyebrow. I see he has a shit eating grin on. I roll my eyes at him then look back to the couple.

"Umm hmm." I hum out.

"Oh, well you wouldn't mind us tagging along, right? We were just looking for something to do." Santana says and is quickly interrupted by Sam.

"But we were going to go to your house since your parents weren't going to be home to celebrate your first day at a new school." Sam looks like a kicked puppy.

"It will be more fun to celebrate with friends." Sanatan says with a toothy grin. "Stop looking like that, it is just pathetic. Besides I am sure Britt doesn't really want to hang out with this neanderthal all by herself." She points to Puck.

"Hey! I will let you know Brittany and I have a great time together." Puck defends.

"Yeah, you guys really don't have to come." I say quickly. The last thing I want to do is hang out with Sam.

"See!" Sam jumps in because of course he does. "They don't even want us to go."

Santana now uses this opportunity to turn to me. She looks me deep in the eyes giving me a very sad hurtful look. "You don't want me to go bowling with you Britt Britt?"

My palms are sweating, and she is using puppy dog eyes on me. Fuck I am in trouble. She reaches up and pushes some of my bangs behind my ears. In the background I hear a scoff I am assuming it is Sam.

"Y-yeah I would like you to come with." I stutter out.

"Great!" She gives a toothy smile. "We will meet you guy at the bowling alley then."

Sam looks even more defeated. "Fine whatever." he pouts.

Santana rushes over to me quickly and I notice her throw a glare at Pucks arm before wrapping me up in a quick hug. Why is my heart beating so damn fast it just isn't fair what she does to me. She lets go and hops into Sam's truck.

I walk off with Pucks arm still protectively wrapped around my shoulders. I shrug him off when the truck is out of the parking lot and we reach my car. I turned to him. "What the fuck Puck."

He holds his hands up. "What did I do now?" He asks with a shit eating grin like he knows exactly what he did.

"Now I have to be around the lovely couple for like an hour." I groan and let my head flop hitting my car. "Why!" I groan louder.

Puck laughs. "What? It will be fun, especially teasing Santana." He giggles like a kid in the candy shop. "She really is protective of you. I am pretty sure she is planning how to kill me and make it look like an accident just from being around you today."

I lift my head and raise an eyebrow. "You really have a death wish, don't you?" I shake my head.

"If it means I get to continue to flirt with you and make Santana mad then yes, yes I do and I will die grinning."

I roll my eyes.

"Oh yeah, the reason I wanted to talk to you was that I needed a ride." He opens the door and hops in. I open my door and hop into the driver seat. "So, this is just a bonus."

"Ugh, what am I gonna do about you?"

"Just keep enjoying my company babe. Now let's go bowl!" He fists bumps the air.

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Pulling up to the bowling alley I park, and I feel like I am going to hyperventilate. I can't do this. I can't watch Santana actually be a girlfriend and be all over Sam.

I turn to look at Puck with wide eyes. "I can't do this."

He puts both hands on my shoulders and looks me in the eyes. "You got this Brittany. Like you said she is your soulmate. We are just going to show her that you are not going to wait around for other people."

I shoot my head back. "Wait! What?"

"Oh yeah." He smiles wide. "You got yourself like the perfect bowling date." He runs his hand through his mohawk and tries to give a smoldering look. "She won't be able to take the jealousy."

I raise an eyebrow. "Isn't Sam like 'your boy'? Why are you trying to get me and Santana together?"

He puts his hands down and shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know." He looks at the bowling alley like he is thinking then looks back at me. "I think you are really cool Brittany. I might flirt with you all the time and I would totally get in your pants if you would let me..." I laugh and it makes him smile. "I think we could be good buds. Besides, isn't it like being a good friend to Sam to break them up if Santana can never truly feel the same way that he does about her?"

I take it all in then nod. "Yeah, I guess." I say doubtful, not really confident that Santana doesn't already have strong feelings for Sam, because if she didn't, we would have already been together. It is all just very confusing for me.

I get out of the car and walk over to stand next to Puck and bump his shoulder. "I guess you aren't a complete ass, and we could maybe be buds." We start to walk to the door before we reach it. I tell him. "I won't ever let you in my pants though."

Puck laughs and throws out. "Your loss Peirce." I laugh with him as we make it into the bowling alley and see Santana and Sam getting their shoes.

We walk up to them and greet them. Santana uses this opportunity to give me another hug. While she is wrapping her arms around me, she whispers in my ear. "Prepare to lose Peirce."

Her hot breath sends tingles up my spine and it takes me a minute to register she is challenging me. "You're on Lopez." I whisper right back feeling her shiver.

When we detach Puck uses this opportunity to throw his arm around my shoulder again. Which of course pisses Santana off as she growls under her breath saying how we should just get our shoes.

Sam still looks a little grumpy but forces a smile.

"Hey bro." He puts out his fist which Puck bumps.

We give our size shoe to the worker and get our lane. When we get to our spot, we change our shoes and get a drink. I kept feeling Santana's eyes on me and it kept making me blush. I also notice her smiles when I feel my ears turn red.

Sam asks, "So how long have you been together?" Of course, he had to ask that when I was taking a drink, so I started choking. Sam looks alarmed. "Sorry." Sam says quickly.

"Na it's okay bro. We just aren't together 'official'' but Britt here is my number one girl. If you know what I mean."

Oh God. I think.

"No, Puck what do you mean?" I was Santana this time in a low voice. "Because last I knew she thought you were an ass." Santana then looks at me seeing that I am still struggling to contain my cough. She reaches over and rubs my back. "You, okay?" She whispers so only I can hear. I nod my head even though my face is bright red, and I have tears in my eyes.

"Oh really?" Puck questions which I see Santana just roll her eyes because of Pucks antics. "She didn't think I was an ass Sunday but I sure as hell appreciated hers."

I turn to Puck with wide eyes because what the fuck. He is smirking and I can see he is really enjoying himself. I feel Santana tense right next to me and removing her hand from my back that was still on me.

"Umm it's your bowl San." I nudged her.

"Yeah." She barely whispers.

As she gets up and pass's Sam, he slaps her ass. "You got it babe!"

I see Sam is distracted by staring longingly at Santana's perfect butt. I turn to Puck, who got comfy on my other side. "What the fuck Puck?"

He smiles at me. "I know! I am doing great huh? She is so pissed right now she couldn't even say anything! She always has a smart comeback." He starts to laugh.

I look over to Santana and at Puck's laugh I see that she bowls a gutter then turns around to glare at Puck again. "Can you shut up for even a minute Puck before I come over there and put this ball so far up your...!"

"San!" I yell stopping her from continuing. Other people around us turn to look at her which she ignores.

"Sorry Santana, Britt is just really funny."

Santana turns around and gets her ball for her second roll as she is muttering under her breath. I can see how tense her shoulders are, and I am actually starting to feel bad for letting Puck pick on her.

As the game goes on Santana is getting more irritated, Puck is having a great time, Sam is trying to be touchier, and I am getting irritated at Sam.

We are on the last bowl and Sam is draping his arm over Santana and kissing her neck.

"Sam, stop." Santana says, pushing him away.

"Ugh." He groans. "I want you so bad right now." He reaches over again and puts his hand on her leg and starts to run it up.

I feel Santana's dark brown eyes following me as I look everywhere but at them.

"Fuck yeah!" Puck yells making his way back to where I am seated. "Strike all day." He holds out his fist to me which I fist bump. "I totally kicked your ass Lopez; well," he looks back at the board "everyone did." He teases as he looks over to Santana and Sam cuddled right next to each other. "Do I get a prize for winning?" He wiggles his eyebrows and looks at me. I roll my eyes at him but lean over and give him a quick kiss to the cheek.

He smiles widely until something bounces off his head.

"The fuck?" He turns to look at the couple across from us. "Did you throw something at me?"

Sam isn't even paying attention, still completely engrossed by Santana's boobs.

"Are you accusing me of something skunk head?" She is glaring at Puck.

"Yeah, I am you threw an ice cube at my head."

"And why would I do that?"

"Shit if I know." Puck stands up. "Here Britt, I will take our shoes up so we can go." I take off my shoes and give it to him as I put on my other shoes.

"I'm just going to go to the bathroom quickly. I will meet you out front."

He nods glares at Santana then leaves. I quickly make my way away from the couple since Sam is back to sucking on Santana's neck. Making me want to throw up.

I am quick to go to the bathroom when I get out of the stall, I see Santana leaning against the door, foot propped up and arms crossed over her chest. She looks pissed.

"So, I just guess I didn't realize you and Puck got 'close' after one day." I can see she is fuming, and her fists are clenched. I roll my eyes and walk over to the sink and wash my hands. "What you have nothing to say?"

"What? What do you want me to say Santana? I told you, him and I hung out. We seem to get along just fine."

Her fists are by her sides as she puts down her leg. "Are you fucking him?" Her eyebrows are crinkled as she stares at me. It looks like she is taking in all the details of my face to see if I am lying about anything.

"Really Santana? It's not any of your business."

"I think it is because if you forgot I am your soulmate."

"Fuck" I throw my arms up in the air. "How am I supposed to forget Santana? I am literally reminded every day." I hold up my wrist. "Even if I wasn't marked, I feel like I have a heart attack just by looking at you, so yes, I realize you are my soulmate. You keep forgetting we are not together, because you have a boyfriend. So, I can do anything I want."

I see something pass over her I haven't seen since the party where I confronted her.

"Yeah, I do have a boyfriend, but I didn't think you would just go fuck the first person you saw after we kissed! And I thought you were the pure one waiting on their soulmate." The venom rolls off her tongue and I can't believe she is treating me like this when I have done nothing wrong. She is so hot and cold and never clearing anything up.

I shake my head because really, I cannot deal with her attitude right now. I give her a sad look. "Yeah sure."

I head for the doors avoiding eye contact. I stop when I touch the door. "When you get your shit together come talk to me Santana, because I will not deal with you being a bitch to me."

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A/N geez when will Santana shape up? :) Don't worry of course they are endgame! I hope you guys like the story so far and thank you again for reading it!