#roseadelaide

[verybeccaberryy]

Text to Addie.

Becca: You like Ed right?

[aaronpuckerman2]

roseadelaide replied to your post: Is that the guy from One Direction?

Ya

._.

But I like his tattoo.

[aaronpuckerman2]

Is that the guy from One Direction?

[aaronpuckerman2]

roseadelaide replied to your post: Ah, Tumblr. Thank you for this little nugget.

u should buy me chicken nuggets now because you made me think of those THANKS A LOT

NO :|

Okay, maybe as a 'good job, finals didn't kill you' present or something.

[verybeccaberryy]

roseadelaide replied to your post: I have a new love for Phillip Phillips.

Same

I've had his song on replay for like 20 mins. I really want his CD. I could download it but I'm too lazy. He's perfect though.

[aaronpuckerman2]

What's up with that stupid hat, though?

[thepuckwagon]

THIS IS HOW WE DO IT

TAGGING → Adelaide Rose and Noah Puckerman

TIME FRAME → Tuesday morning, 11/27

THE LOCATION → Crowded New Leaf hallway

GENERAL NOTES → Addie meets the business end of a slushie. 

The recipient of today's lesson was one Adelaide Rose. For someone who seemed to spend all of her time locked away in her dorm room, she still managed to work his nerves like few others did, and after talking to some of the other football guys, he knew he wasn't alone. The girl needed a reminder of her place in things, and since their fearless leader Finn Hudson had become anything but fearless or a leader, Puck knew he had to step up to set things right again. He'd given their star quarterback a chance to choose his team and take care of the job himself, but as Puck walked through the crowded halls at New Leaf, he was the one with the large cup filled with bright red slushie in his hand and his sights set on today's victim. 

The best thing about walking down the hall with a slushie cup in hand was not getting to see everyone cower in fear as they silently hoped it wasn't meant for them, or was it noticing when then they all turned and watched once they were clear to see who wasn't as lucky, but it was the split second right before the ice was launched when the target realized there wasn't anything they could do about it. It was usually some combination of shock and horror, and it was always completely hilarious. Given the number of eyes following him as he strolled down the hall, he wasn't alone in that feeling, but to Puck, they didn't matter. He had his eyes locked on the brunette as she stood by her locker. One cup full of a frozen drink, and he was sure she'd get the message. She'd realize that some things didn't change, and some people couldn't be messed with. He'd get his best friend to pull his head out of his ass, he'd keep Rebecca from being arrested for murdering the chick, and he'd remind everyone else that he wasn't some kind of joke that could be laughed at.

The second Adelaide turned to walk in his direction, Puck brought the cup back and quickly launched it forward sending a tidal wave of flavored red ice into the girls face. With all the practice he'd had over the years, he never missed. His aim was always dead on, and today hadn't been any different. The slushie hit right where he'd been aiming just like he knew that it would. With a triumphant smirk on his face, Puck never lost his stride as he continued walking like it was any other trip down the hall minus the high-five he shared with one of his teammates who happened to be next to him. As far as he was concerned, she wasn't even worth a glance backwards to see the aftermath.