#puckthenorthside

[hickeybyjake-blog]

Text ✉ Puckerbros

Jake: Are you out of your freaking mind?!

Jake: You wanna tell me what the hell you're doing?

[greasetanalopez]

[text] I’m so pissed off I could punch someone

[ Santana ]: Breathe, Puckerman.

[ Santana ]: Whatever happened, it’s not worth it. You don’t want to end up arrested, do you? Because this time you won’t be going to juvie.

[ Santana ]: So why don’t I come over and we can talk things out.

[ Santana ]: Or find another way to take out some of that aggression.

[greasehud-blog]

[text] I will never say no to pizza

[text]:well good because, get your ass over here and help me eat the rest of this pizza.

text: Or I might have to eat it by myself.

[hopelessly-sandradee]

[text]: Come on, come to the party!

[Text]: Puckster? Are you sure you have the right number? Though I’m very flattered we all know I wouldn’t really be able to uh...keep up with everyone. Though maybe I’ll stop by to bring some Kool-Aid...actual kool-aid not you know spiked stuff...Is that the right word?

[hickeybyjake-blog]

[text] I’m only saying it because I care about you.

[text] I know man it’s just…you really suck a sugarcoating things.

[text] I hate saying this almost as much as you love hearing it, but you’re right.

[text] So should I just come right out and apologize or try to ease into it with a gift?

[greasetanalopez]

“I can take care of myself just fine.”

The desire to knock some sense into Puck was strong. There was no doubt that he could take care of himself. She’d seen him in action at the Stop. She could feel it in the hard muscle beneath her palm as she held him back. But that didn’t stop her from feeling concerned. Worried. “Never said you couldn’t,” the Latina stated calmly despite the tumultuous emotions swirling around her. “Jesus, Puckerman. For once just stop and think.“ She understood why he wanted to go, why he felt the need to chase down the punks that had jumped him and the others but, from the looks of it, most of the guys barely made it out of the fight in one piece. “You think they’re not going to be waiting for you? And this time they’ll be prepared. I want to see them pay just as much as you do but what good will you be to any of us if you end up hurt worse than you already are? Be smart about this and wait. They’ll get what’s coming to them but not right now. Not tonight… Please, Noah.”

[sagedelacroix-blog]

“What did you just say?”

With a roll of her eyes, Sage came to a stop and spun back towards the dirty Greaser. “I called you a neanderthal. Would you like me to spell it out for you? Give you a definition? Maybe I should add moron to the long list of things that you are, along with philanderer and meathead. Do tell me if I need to slow down or use smaller words. Wouldn’t want you to not to understand how little we, Socs, think of you. How else will you know your place after all?” Sweeping her hair off of her shoulder, she sighed. “Now are we done here? Simply being in your presence disgusts me.”