Junior Year

93

On Saturday, Puck took Quinn to look at the apartment while his mom babysat Beth.

"Now, just because I put down a deposit doesn't mean we have to live here if you don't want to." Puck told Quinn as he parked the car. "Worst thing that'll happen is I lose the deposit."

Quinn bit her lip and nodded.

"Come on, babe." Puck smiled as he got out of the car and led Quinn inside. He shook hands with a brunette man who had to have been around Judy's age or older.

"Good to see you again, Noah." The man smiled.

"You, too, Mr. Ackerman." Puck responded. "This is my girlfriend, Quinn. Q, this is Josh Ackerman. He's in charge of this place."

Quinn smiled and shook Josh's hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"You, too." Josh said. "You two can follow me to 311."

The pair followed the brunette to the apartment marked 311.

Josh unlocked the door and looked at the teenagers. "I'll be back in, like, ten minutes."

Puck nodded. "Thanks."

The pair entered the apartment, and Quinn started looking around. The bedroom was a decent size and there was enough room for living room space and a dining room table. The kitchen was small, but had a stove, a microwave, and a full-sized refrigerator.

"You haven't said anything." Puck noted. "What do you think, babe?"

"I like it." Quinn said.

"But?" Puck raised his eyebrow.

"Nothing. I really like it." Quinn answered. "I could definitely see us living here."

Puck smiled slightly. "Really?"

"Yeah." Quinn nodded. "It's not far from school or our moms."

"Yeah." Puck said.

"I think this is it." Quinn grinned.

Puck nodded slowly as he looked at her. "There's only one problem."

Quinn furrowed her eyebrow.

"You're supposed to be eighteen or older to rent an apartment here." Puck informed Quinn. "And since we're barely seventeen, I kind of lied."

"How did you...?" Quinn trailed off as Josh returned.

"So? Does she like it?" Josh asked Puck.

Puck looked at Quinn.

"We'll take it." Quinn nodded.

"Excellent." Josh smiled. "I'll give you a call when I have the paperwork ready, and then you can move in about a week after that."

"Thank you." Puck smiled.

"Thanks." Quinn responded as she and Puck walked out.

The pair took the elevator downstairs and went back to the car.

"I'll baby-proof the place when we move in." Puck promised as he started driving. "And we can pick out furniture together. I'll let you pick out our mattress."

Quinn smiled and bit her lip. She was excited, but she was also nervous. She was young and things were moving fast.

"I told him that I'm eighteen and you're seventeen." Puck informed Quinn. "I didn't wanna have to make you lie, too."

Quinn nodded. "What does your ID say? 'Cause they're gonna need all of that."

"I got an ID that says I was born in 1993 instead of '94." Puck told Quinn. "I also have a fake."

"I have a fake, too." Quinn replied.

Puck furrowed his eyebrow. "You do?"

"Yeah, Santana, Brittany, and I used to use them all the time." Quinn said.

Puck nodded slowly. He continued driving until he got to his house. "You wanna stay over?"

"Yeah, sure." Quinn smiled as she got out of the car.