Chapter 3

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A/N: Wow where did September go?! And glad you're enjoying this Puckleberry story. Not sure how long this will be. I'll be updating Smytheberry story, as well. I appreciate all of you. Disclaimer: I own nothing.

A few weeks passed since Puck approached Rachel in the parking lot. He still can't believe he is working so hard just to get one chick. Well not just any chick, but the very woman who still makes him want to light himself on fire. The only difference is, those flames were sparked by fireworks. When he touched her, something inside him felt alive. Rachel made him believe he was worth more than Juvie or ending up dead.

It killed him watching her fall over his best friend, when Finnocence was so blind. Finn was his best friend, but he didn't deserve Rachel. Finn had made Puck promise to stay away from Rachel. He tried, and he truly did.  Maybe he should find a cheerio to bang against a locker or janitors closet. Old Puck would have. With Rachel, he was just Noah.

Puck sat in the choir room, and saw his pint size princess walk in. Rachel locked eyes with Puck, before looking away. Before Puck could say something, Mr Shue walked into the Choir room, and wrote on the board " Second Chances."

Mr Shue: Alright New Directions, I know we need to work on pur set list for Regionals but first let's talk about : Second Chances. Now,- Shue was cut off.

Santana: Mr Shue, I think I speak for all when I say stop turning your poor excuse of a relationship as a weekly lesson. If so, you're interrupting my Sweet Lady kisses with my girl, Britt.

Puck: Shut it, Satan.

Santana: Bite me, Puckerman.

Puck: Been there, done that. So has everyone else. No thanks.

Santana: Why because of RuPaul?

Before Puck could reply, Mr Shue clapped his hands, " okay enough you both. Who wants to start off?

Rachel looked over at Noah. She thought of him constantly. She always thought Finn was her future leading man. She had everything mapped out. Just as she was about to volunteer, Puck got up to grab his guitar, and locked eyes with her own.

Puck: I have something, Shue, I want to get this message across
She needs to open her eyes and see who is her true Soulmate is.

Santana scoffed. "Geez Fuckerman can you be anymore pathetic."

Puck looked at Rachel. Here goes nothing, he thought

Say Something, Rachel, he thought.

Lyrics

(Puck)

Say something, I'm giving up on you
I'll be the one, if you want me to
Anywhere, I would've followed you
Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I will stumble and fall
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawl

And I am feeling so small
It was over my head
I know nothing at all

Say something, I'm giving up on you
I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
Anywhere, I would've followed you
Say something, I'm giving up on you

*Puck walked in front of Rachel, pulling her up to join him.*

(Puck)

And I will swallow my pride
You're the one that I love
And I'm saying goodbye

(Rachel)

Oh no, did I get too close oh?
Oh, did I almost see what's really on the inside?
All your insecurities
All the dirty laundry
Never made me blink one time

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