"I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings"
Maggie Puckerman is about to embark on her sophomore year at McKinley High. As a member of the Cheerios and a key player in the new directions, she thought she had her entire high school caree...
"I haven't been able to get you out of my head since the day we met."
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"Dude. How do you stand that coldtub?" Finn asked, as sam plopped down in his bath
"I Get used to cold showers dating Quinn." Sam sighed
"Been there, dude. Actually, still there now." He scrunched his forehead "How did we find the only two girls in high school that won't put out?"
"What do you do, though?" Sam asked, wanting advice
"Well, easy. I just think about the opposite of what I'm doing. Something that will totally turn you off. Like when I was driving and I hit a mailman."
"Never actually almost killed a civil servant before."
"Well, you gotta find something to be your own buzzkill. You know, something that is totally not hot." Finn told him "How about... Maggie." He slyly suggested
"No way." Sam quickly turned that idea down. "That won't work."
"I don't care! If you're on this football team, you'll wear a cup!" Beiste's yelling iterupted theor thoughts.
"Hey, ever notice that when the Beiste gets all fired up, her underpants go right up her butt?" Finn laughed
"Looks like I found my mailman." Sam smiled.
"Yes, you did."
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"Alright guys, let's get down to business!" Mr Shue began "First, let's welcome back Noah Puckerman."
The boy raised his arms, pretending to punch Artie, making him flinch away.
"Puck, I hope your time in juvy has taught you a lesson or two about right and wrong?" He asked
"Are you kidding me? I ruled that place. All I did was crack skulls and lift weights all day." Puck said, getting an eye roll from his baby sister.
"Oh, what a catch, can't believe I ever let you go." Quinn said.
"And now, drumroll, Finn! Because I have in my hand our competition for sectionals next month. First, the a'capella group from the all-boys private school in Westerville, the Dalton Academy Warblers."
"Okay, hold up. Like a million awesome gay jokes just popped into my head." Santana joked
"And the other team to beat, the Hipsters. A first-year club from the township continuing education programme. Now, they are a glee club composed entirely of elderly people getting their high school GEDs."
"Is that legal?" Rachel asked.
"How are we supposed to compete against a bunch of adorable old people?" Maggie added
