“Hey, asshole,” Santana called after Puck as she saw him ditching school early. She pushed her way through the random gaggle of freshmen in the hall and ran to catch up with him, smacking him on the back of the head when she finally did. “My best friend. Really?” She said through gritted teeth, stepping in front of him so he’d have to stop walking. “Your best friend’s girlfriend. Really?” She repeated, tapping her foot impatiently. “You know, if you were getting bored of me and needed to dip a toe into the Cheerios sex pool, you could’ve done it with literally anyone else.” She felt herself start to get really hot and could taste pennies in her mouth which only happened when she was really, really upset and upset she was. She couldn’t believe they’d both kept this secret from her for so long. Not even just a few days, but a few weeks maybe. “And you were dangling this in front of me like it was some juicy Puckerman secret, when the fact is is that you’re so desperate to be cool you’d sleep with the only girl that could secure you any kind of place at McKinley High and you fucked that up for her and yourself.”
@npuck



















