Sorry for the late update.

Disclaimer: Glee is not mine but the plot is.

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Talking to Mr. Schuester was easy enough. The guy had no problems dealing with Kurt's commitment to singing and making his father proud at the same time. He suggested that they talk to Coach Tanaka after and said that he was going to pay a visit as well to iron out the details of scheduling and stuff.

Coach Tanaka's office was located at the left side of the building near the football field. For them to go there they had to pass the football lockers. Both their afternoon classes were consisted of brief orientation of the subjects, discussion and overview and then early dismissal. Next week the teachers won't be this lenient so they savored all the free time they could get. They decided to go find the coach thinking this was as good a time as any to converse and organize everything. That is, to see if said coach will allow Kurt to do both club activities. They were hoping that he was desperate enough to win that he'll let this roll just once.

Talking to the good coach proved to be easy as pie. He wanted to win so badly this year that he decided to allow Kurt to participate in Glee as long as he attended football practice. He cleared Tuesdays and Thursdays as Glee day and the rest of the week he claimed as his football time.

The first week of back-to-school shebang wasn't nearly as disastrous as one would think. Classes were not that difficult if one would bother to attend and read their textbooks. The 'incident' at the cafeteria took a backseat in Rachel's mind because frankly her time was consumed by academic ventures and Glee club activities. Kurt did the tryout just for formality and was immediately accepted in the football team. That's how frantic Coach T was to win this year. Finn was one of the welcoming people who congratulated him after he got accepted. Although some of the guys took their sweet time in warming up to the idea of Kurt being their teammate they eventually accepted it when they saw their quarterback making an effort to ease the awkward moment. Even the resident badass didn't bother to comment a rude remark. That had to mean something. Rachel promised to be there whenever Kurt has practice, schedule permitting, of course.

So here she was minding her own business, sitting on one of the bleachers, waiting for her best friend to finish what ever he was doing inside the men's locker room when she was suddenly jolted out of her reverie by none other said best friend. What she didn't expect was the companions he had with him.

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After running laps and doing squats and tackling the hell out of each other the coach decided to let them hit the showers. While waiting for the others, Finn started making small talk with their newest recruit. He took being the leader very seriously and wanted to know more about their kicker because frankly he didn't know a dime about him other than he liked fashion and pretty much preferred boys over girls. While they were talking about nothing in particular Puck got out of the shower and was changing in to his clothes when something caught his attention.

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Kurt was arranging the contents of his bag and was talking to Finn when he glanced at his cell phone and noted the time.

"Oh shoot. I'm going to be late. Rachel's going to kill me for this. Look Finn, I really need to go because my little diva is waiting for me outside. I'm giving her a ride back home and well, she's a stickler for punctuality even though it's not really a life and death situation."

At the mention of Rachel Berry's name Puck perked up and immediately put his shirt on and grabbed the rest of his things. Finn gave him a funny look but said nothing.

"I'm done. Hey dude, who are you two talking about?" Puck tried to sound nonchalant but inside he was berating himself. Real smooth Puckerman. Why don't you just admit you have a thing for that chick while you're at it! He mentally punched himself and tried to act indifferent.

"It's just Rachel, man, Kurt's best friend, glee clubber extraordinaire. I'm sure you know her."

Know her?

Short skirts, fitting blouses, soft, silky curls, knee-high socks, big, brown eyes, cute pucker lips, nice ass (hey I'm a dude, ok). How can I not know her??

"Nope. Not familiar with her. Maybe I've seen her before but I don't remember knowing any Rachel." What a load of shit.

"Huh. I could have sworn I heard you talked to Quinn about her. Must be my imagination then. No worries. Hey how about you introduce them to each other. Maybe seeing her would jog Puck's memory or something."

Puck swore at this point there was something (weird) going on here that he was having difficulty grasping into. His best friend normally didn't bother with lengthy and formal introductions because he was more of the laid-back kind of dude. What's weirder was the vibes he was getting from Finn himself. He was smiling that dopey smile and he was almost sure that there was something going on inside that strange head of his.

"I would love to Pooh bears. That is if she doesn't kill us first. Seeing as we are all done here I suggest we meet her up." The three of them started walking towards the exit and immediately spotted Rachel sitting on one of the bleachers. Kurt waved and she picked up her things and decided to meet them half way. She was surprised to see his other team mates walking with him. She instantly zeroed in on Puck. She didn't know her best friend was friends with him. Not that she was jealous or anything. She was just mildly surprised to see them together. She guessed that being in the same team; you'd have to build camaraderie and rapport among members, not so different when it comes to the glee club now that she thought about it.

Looking at Puck she was suddenly reminded of the incident at the cafeteria a few days ago. That memory she tried to lock inside her 'not-so-important' box inside her head sprung up and made her falter in steps for a moment.

This is ridiculous. You, Rachel Berry, are thinking way too much. Stop this foolishness at once.

She schooled her facial expression into a neutral, like a good little actor she was. Kurt's hands were in the air in a mock surrender.

"Sorry for being late, little lady. Coach T, for some reason, was really energetic today. He wanted us to experience being young and virile and pumped up so he made us do extra laps. Make that extra everything. My back is killing me. Oh and BTW, you know this tall guy here, Finn. This hunk of man-meat goodness and uber sexy Mohawk over here is our left tackle, Noah Puckerman." He made a grand gesture of introducing his team mates by waving his hands in the air like a magician. The two guys gave him a weirded-out look before it registered to Finn what Kurt said.

"Hey! How come I'm just the tall guy and he gets the cool introduction. I'm way cuter that him. No offense, bro." He sort of apologized but not really.

"Just keepin' it real, dude. For the record, I'm sexier." was Puck's reply. He smirked at Rachel while saying that. He wasn't flirting or anything.

Wait, that wasn't considered flirting, right? He so wanted to flirt but first official meetings weren't really the best time to get your flirt on. Are you fucking kidding me right now? Shut the fuck up, Puckerman. You're rambling again. When did you become a pansy-assed girly anyway?

That flow of thought made him cringed because he might actually be turning in to a girl. He grabbed his 'junk' and sighed because he was once again assured of his manhood. Yep, still there! I'm still the man! He was so caught up with his train of thought that he forgot he was in the presence of a lady. That is until she made a little noise that sounded like a cross between a yelp and a whimper. He looked at her without realizing he was still holding his man parts.

"Dude, what the hell? Stop grabbing your thing in front of Rachel. She'll think you're a perv. I'm so sorry about that Rach. He's not usually an exhibitionist." That got his attention and instantly dropped his hand. He was not blushing! The warmth he felt on his cheeks was just a result of too much exposure in the sun. Yeah right.

He dared to look at Rachel's face to assess the extent of the damage he did by being a complete moron in front of her. He may be a lot of things but grabbing one's 'self' in front of the girl you fantasized about, not to mention a bunch of others in public, is definitely beneath him. That's not how he roll.

Rachel was sporting a somewhat disgusted and mortified look on her face. First this guy stared at her intensely without rhyme or reason. Now he dared to touch himself in public and in the presence of other people. If that didn't scream sexual deviant, she didn't know what was. All the more reason why she should stay away from Noah Puckerman. Goodness knows what he was thinking in that partially-shaved head of his. He may be a walking hunk-of-love but that didn't excuse him from being a pervert.

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a/n: Oh boy! Poor Noah. He's one misunderstood boy. Eheh. That public groping was freaking hilarious. Review and let me know if it was fun reading or if you found it funny as well.