WHEN BOREDOM ENSUES → PUCKHANNA.
Johanna had promised a lot of things to herself this year. Get all of her homework done. No sleeping in class. Wake up on time and no more red-tube in the middle of a lecture. But most important of all? To stop living like a freakin' nun. Easier said than done, of course, but Johanna figured she'd get the hang of this "livin' la vida loca" thing sooner rather than later. So, tonight, at the very least, Johanna could keep one of her promises.
And if she couldn't keep a promise to herself then who could she keep a promise to?
She almost questioned the invite from Noah. Part of her wanting to know more about what they were actually going to do but the other part – the one free from inhibitions – quickly shut the other up. Pushing her hesitancy aside, Johanna rolled off of her bed and slipped into a pair of shoes. She may not have been sure what they were going to be up to, but shit. It was Noah Puckerman. He wasn't exactly known around campus for being boring and that's probably what Johanna liked about him. Puck was a guaranteed good time and if she wanted to spice up her life, Noah was just the man to help her out.
Out the front door and into the summer night air, Johanna all but ran towards the gym. She made a mental note to get some workout tips from one of the football players later because fuck, she was damn near out of breath which meant she was painfully out of shape. Leaning against the back wall of the gym, she noticed a figure approaching her.
Please let this Puck and not security, she thought as she whispered, "Puckerman. Is that you?”