The princess and the player

11

It's been two weeks since the 'arrangement' began. Quinn spent a lot of time with Puck, and actually enjoyed his company.

'Blondie.' He said walking towards the blonde.

'Mohawk.' She greeted back. 'What do you want?'

'You.'

'Obviously.' She laughed.

'Come over tonight.'

'I can't.' She replied with a sigh closing her locker.

'Why? Hot date?' He teased.

She playfully rolled her eyes. 'A hot date with all of the homework I've missed by being with you.'

'Homework is for losers.' Puck shrugs.

'No. Homework is for people who want to go to college and get out of this town. I am one of those people.' She explains. 'Maybe tomorrow.'

'I'll study with you.' Puck says quickly.

The blonde eyebrows knit together. 'Why?'

He shrugs. 'Come on. You can even quiz me, and every question I get right you have to-'

'Don't finish that sentence.' She dismisses him. 'You can't say that stuff to me here. I have a certain reputation around here that Id like to keep. I don't want everyone to start calling me a slut for sleeping with you.'

He nods slowly. 'Right. Sorry.'

'It's fine.' She smiles, reassuring him. 'I have to get to class.'

'Text me your address.' He tells her before heading to his class.

She bites her lip and she watches him walk away.

—-

In glee club Puck and Quinn were sat next to each other while Finn and Rachel were singing a duet.

'You didn't give me your address.' He said quietly.

'I told you, I need to study.' She replied.

'We'll study together.'

'That wasn't a part of the agreement.'

'We never made rules.' He shrugged.

She smiled. 'Fine. But we're studying.'

He hums in amusement. 'Whatever you say Fabray.'

'I would seriously rather listen to Rachel screech than hear you two flirting.' Santana scoffed turning around to the pair. Quinn rolled her eyes and kicked the Latinas chair.

'Jealous Lopez?' Puck teased.

'Obviously. I'm so jealous of your mediocre sex life.' Santana teased.

Rachel's solo came to an end and Tina took the floor.

Quinn pulled out a piece of paper from her backpack and scribbled her address

'Come over at 8, don't be late or I won't open the door.' She tells him quietly before standing up and moving to sit with Mercedes.

—-

Quinn started early on her homework because she knew that Puck would be insanely annoying and she wouldn't get any work done.

She was uncharacteristically nervous. Normally she would say two words to Puck and there would be no more talking for the rest of the night, but tonight there would only be talking.

It was nearly 8 o'clock.  The blonde anxiously awaited for the doorbell to ring. At exactly 7:59 the doorbell rang.

'I'm not late.' He tells her when she opens the door.

'Well done.' She says sarcastically, as she opens the door wider to let him in.

'You're house is like a church.'

She smirks. 'Then I'm surprised that you didn't spontaneously combust at the door. Demons aren't allowed in houses of God.'

'Funny.' He smirks. He steps towards her and leans in to kiss her but the blonde quickly pushes him away and hands him a biology book.

'I told you.' She says tilting her head. 'We're studying.'

'I didn't think you were serious about that.' He laughs.

'Well I was.' She shrugs. 'Get reading Puckerman.'