My Soldier (Brittana fan fiction)* Discontinued*

chapter 9

Puck, she's dating fucking Noah Puckerman. The same douchebag jock from high school, the guy who always used to think he ruled the school and owned every girl, including mine. Like I said, Santana was in the closet back then… or still is… Anyway, everyone had reputations to uphold in that shitty school and Santana's was that she was the head cheerleader, a bitch and on top of the school. Noah Puckerman being the 'badass' cock, who bedded every cheerleader and hot nerds willing thought that he could get with my girl.

I yawn as I walk through the hallways of McKinley High School, grimacing at the brightly coloured petitions on the board just outside my locker. Remembering my combo I unlock my locker and place my AP Chemistry and Math book inside, one thing I hate is carrying books around with me. I look at the picture of me and Santana on the inside of my locker door. Santana's in her cheerleading outfit of course and I'm wearing my letterman jacket, I have my left arm around her waist and my thumb is sticking up and my index finger is out straight on my right hand resembling a gun. Santana is pouting like a model and I sort of look like one of those twelve year olds in a picture of them partying, you know where they do those stupid things with their hands. I still love this photo though, this was when Santana got promoted to head cheerleader and she was so excited and so cute. Next to that is a drawing of my dog Charlie that Santana drew. It doesn't even resemble a dog, it kind of looks like mashed potato but I love it because Santana drew it for me. She was 12 at the time but still….

Hearing an annoyed sigh, I turn on my heel to freeze and frown when I take in the scene before me. Santana is at her locker minding her own business and Puck has his left arm resting on the locker next to her so he is shielding her away from everyone. I clench my jaw and feel my fists ball up at the sight of him flirting with MY girlfriend. He has this grimy smile on his face as he runs his eyes down Santana's body which is barely covered in that skimpy cheerleaders outfit. Anger is boiling deep in my system, it churns within making me want to beat the shit out of puck. The real thing that is getting me is Santana isn't walking away, or slashing him with her very vicious words. I narrow my eyes almost contemptuous like and slam my locker shut so hard that people in China would've heard it. Everyone in the hallway stops what they're doing and turn to look at me and the slamming of my locker. This breaks Puck out of his little 'game' with Santana and he turns to look at me, He's wearing a smirk and he raises one of his bushy eyebrows at me. I avert my death glare of him and look at Santana to see a stern but pleased look on her face. I growl a little and head over to the little twosome and paint a sarcastic smile on my face.

"How are we all over here?" I sneer and force a smile on my face as I look from that douche to Santana. Puck still hasn't removed his arm from the locker and his gaze from my girlfriend which make me growl. Santana hears it and turns her body so she is facing me, but all that does is give Puck a chance to look at her ass. I watch as he runs his eyes down to her plump backside and I think I lose it. I charge a head but before I can rip his head off Santana is wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me into a hug.

"I've missed you Britt" she says trying to distract me and avoid me causing a scene. I slowly wrap my arms around her small waist, God her hugs always make me feel better. Wait, is she doing this to distract me. I feel her warm breath hit my ear and my eyes flutter shut.

"I know what he's doing, ignore him" she whispers into my ear and my eyes fly open, she's actually telling me to just ignore the dickhead that is hitting on my girl? I glare at puck over Santana's shoulder and he meets my eyes. He has a smirk on his face and puffs out his chest at me, He's mocking me. Nobody knows that me and Santana are dating but everybody knows that we're are best friends. I'd do anything to protect Santana and Puck knows that, he's testing me.

"Pierce haven't you got to go see Coach?" He says with a Cynical smile and I tighten my hold around Santana's waist, letting her know that I'm not leaving her alone with him.