The Bet.

Chapter one: The bet.

Noah 'Puck' Puckerman. He's 17 years old. Loves music but can't deal with what that would do to his rep. He couldn't care less about anyone except No.1. Except for a little girl in Columbia who he never even held. It's Rachel Berry's fault. If Rachel's mother hadn't come to Lima to see her, she wouldn't have fucked off back to Columbia...with Beth.

Rachel 'Crazy' Berry. She's 17 years old. All she wants in life is Broadway...and to be good enough...loved even. Her dad left last month so now its just her and her daddy. And all she can think is why does everyone leave her? Her dad, her mother, Finn, why is she not good enough? She would blame Noah Puckerman because his daughter was enough and she wasn't. But she can't. Because she thinks he may be the only person who get what she feels. His dad left him and Beth got taken from him.

He walked down the hall way. Cherry slushie in hand. His signiture Puckerman smirk ever prensent on his face. He took in the petite frame of Rachel looking sad and walking through the hall with her shoulders hunched and her head down. Just before he could chuck the slushie in her face and laugh about it afterwards, he got pulled into an empty room by Santana.

"Sup Lopez?" Puck asked, giving her cheerio uniform clad body a once over.

"I have a bet for you Puckerman," Santana said, her face raising into a devilish grin.

"M'listening?"

"Date man-hands for a month." Santana grinned.

"WHAT? NO WAY!" Puck screetched, not believeing his ears.

"Look Puck, it's 30 days. If you stay faithful to her for 30 days then you, me, Brittney AND Quinn will have some fun," Santana winked.

"Foursome?" Puck an eye brow. Santana nodded, letting her fingers trail up his thigh. And leaned up to whisper in his ear before nipping it.

"But there's one catch,"

"What's that?" Puck murmered, running his hands over her ass.

"You have to get her to love you." Santana cupped him through his jeans.

"Why?" Puck groaned.

"I want her heart broken. And if you take her virginity there's and extra $150 in the deal for you." Santana ran her tounge down his throat. Making him shiver.

"Fine. But I get to choose what you 3 do to eachother."

"Deal." Santana grinned.

"Deal." Puck caught Stananta's lips in his.