"That was seriously the dumbest thing that I have seen anyone do. Ever."
PHOEBE HAD JUST PARKED HER BIKE IN THE SCHOOL'S LOT AND WAS TAKING HER HANDMADE TOTE BAG OUT OF THE BICYCLE BASKET WHEN SHE HEARD THE NAME BEING LOUDLY YELLED FROM ACROSS THE PARKING LOT. "Hey, Pheebs! Over here!" Artie called, with Mercedes and Tina beside him hand motioning her to come over as well. She wholeheartedly waved her hand back and skipped towards the happy trio.
"Hey guys what's up?" she asked with a smile on her face excited to have some friends to keep her company.
"We were just practicing those new riffs we were trying yesterday. Remember?" Mercedes asked. Phoebe nodded her head and almost immediately did all four of them start to harmonize together, laughing and talking all through the parking lot, not stopping when seeing their glee director
"Hey, Mr. Schue. We're just learning some runs." Mercedes exclaimed seeming extra preppy this morning. Of course, her preppy was just Phoebe on a cloudy day.
"Oh, yeah?" Will said ecstatically to have his kids interested in singing out of school
Artie and Phoebe nodded their heads as Mercedes continued "Yeah, So it goes like this-" She then began to vocalize waving her finger as she sang, the other three students and Mr. Shue joined in mimicking her sassy movements.
"With the finger, huh?" He joked while the four began to laugh
"Pretty fly for a white guy." Mercedes wittingly responded as Phoebe, Artie, and Tina cracked up even more. Her attention was taken away from the happy scene as her eyes diverted to near the dumpster, where once again, Kurt was getting thrown into. Ever since the incident with Artie and Finn about the porta pottys, she had become more confident in herself, and her ability to defend the ones she cared about. The way she stood up to the Noah Puckerman still amazed her to no end, but she found a way to harness that into her confidence. With that thought in mind, she quickly stomped over to the dumpsters determined to not hide behind a tree once again.
Puck had his arm around Kurt when Mr. Shue walked past but then quickly took it off, pushing the poor boy to his teammates. Just as they were about to lift Kurt up, Phoebe yelled towards them, "Hey! Put him down!" She said in her most assertive voice, that appeared funny to the footballers, one in particular.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't freaky Phoebe. Come for seconds after what happened at the Porta Potty? Better watch out blondie you might just replace this loser on my list for day to day slushies." He smirked, trying to seem cool in front of his friends.
Phoebe slightly faltered at the thought of having a slushie to the face everyday, but covered it up, determined to help her friend out. "Last time I checked, I had the last word while you were left behind at the porta pottys." The footballers continued to laugh still finding her attempts hilarious and she faltered even more.
The mohawk teen was starting to feel bad for her considering she had just thrown herself into the tiger's cage. He quickly decided to ignore that feeling, and responded. "That was a good one blondie, but I'd stop there if I were you unless you feel the need to take dip into the dumpster, and get you pretty little dress dirty. " He teased confidently, looking her in the eye for second too long again.
Realizing just how outnumbered she was, her confidence disappeared in a snap. Realizing that she wasn't going to leave this situation unharmed, Phoebe was still determined to do the right thing. She quickly glanced to Kurt who was mouthing her to run, not wanting to cause her any disturbance for his sake. With one last look at Kurt, she turned back to Puck and said confidently, "Fine, If you want to throw someone in the dumpster through me okay? Not Kurt. Besides, it would be kinda like the perfect revenge after what I said to you last time. Just don't touch Kurt okay?"
Seeing him about to say no Phoebe cut him off and continued, "You what what? Screw this." And with that, she put her hands on the garbage leaped up and threw herself into the dumpster. It was silent for a while, no one really knowing what to say. Phoebe decided this would be the best of time to speak again and dryly said, "Okay? I'm in the dumpster. My dress is ruined, my hair is messed up, I smell like a dead rat, and I'm 95 percent sure I just stepped on a live one. So please, you've had your fun, be sure to laugh about this on your way to class, please, just leave Kurt alone." By now, her cheeks were burning red and she was pretty sure that she had never been this embarrassed in her entire life. Puck noticing this, finally took pity on the girl and left without saying a word, the entire football team laughing behind them.
"that was seriously the dumbest thing that I have seen anyone do. Ever." Kurt stated slightly scolding the girl. Phoebe felt even more embarrassed now, opening her mouth to justify her actions. But, before she could, Kurt cut her off again. "It's also the sweetest thing any ones every done for me in a long time." He ended with a smile, before reaching his hand towards her, which she gladly took smiling as well.
"Hey," she softly spoke, "What are friends for."
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"Le Freak" by Chic- Sung by New Direction
Phoebe was always up for different genres of music but this was definitely pushing the limit. As much as she liked disco, it was definitely a secret car jam along with Barry Manilow. She looked around the room and saw her own bored expression mirrored across the faces of her fellow glee clubbers. Their frowns only deepened every time Mr. Shue critiqued their unenthusiastic attitude which as throughout the entire song.
"Energy, guys! It's disco. Good with the hands. John Travolta hands. All right. We're freaking out. Let's go. And up and out and down. Good. Good. Good. Good, guys." He continued to pester his students. Rachel obviously trying to shine it the group, danced extremely enthusiastically, almost hurting Mercedes in the midst of one of her high kicks.
"Whoa, whoa! Hell to the nah! First of all, you try to bust my face again, and I will cut you!" She threatened Rachel before turning to Mr. Shue and sassily stating, "And, also, this song is terrible." As the rest of the New Directions nodded their heads in agreement.
Will sighed before saying, "I'm sorry, guys. We don't have time to discuss this. We're doing this song this Friday at the pep assembly." Phoebe's jaw dropped wide open after hearing that they were going to preform this for everybody to see.
Tina incredulously asked "In front of the whole school?" Hoping, as well as the rest of the club that they had heard wrong.
"Exactly. Mr. Shue cheered, obviously mistaking her outburst for excitement. He sighed, realizing his mistake and continued, "We need recruits. There are six of you. We need twelve to qualify for regionals. We have no choice or the club is over. I know you guys don't like this song, but we took nationals back in '93 with "Freak Out." It's a crowd-pleaser. Trust me" . Right after the bell rang, and Mr. Shue quickly left the choir room to his junior Spanish period, leaving seven very upset teenagers behind.
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Phoebe was going to the restroom to wash her hands after art class when she heard a retching coming from a bathroom stall. She probably should have just stayed out of it, but hearing the need of help literally calling her, she instinctively came into the stall, surprised to see Rachel Berry bending over a toilet puking her guts out. She stayed silent for a while before quietly saying "Rachel, did you just throw up?"
"No." Rachel quickly answered humiliated to be caught in this vulnerable position.
"You missed the toilet." Phoebe quietly observed, trying to comfort her as softly as she could.
"The girl who was throwing up before me left that. " She explained quickly, "I tried, but I guess I just don't have a gag reflex." she said slightly disappointed.
"Trust me that's a good thing. One day you'll realize that. Lets go the sink to clean you up." Phoebe softly said while reaching her hand to the tear stained girl who only nodded in response. Phoebe went to quickly lock the door before returning to the task at hand. She grabbed a paper towel and began to wipe off her friends teary mascara.
After a moment of quietness, Phoebe decided to break the awkward silence by saying gently " Bulimia is a serious issue amongst many people. If your not comfortable to to talk about it with an adult that's fine, but just know that I'll always be there." Kicking herself a bit for assuming she had bulimia.
"I don't have bulimia." Rachel said earnestly. "I tried it and failed and won't ever attempt it again." She swore truthfully. Although Phoebe wasn't sure to believe her or not, she decided it best not to argue.
"Okay." She simply stated, not quite knowing what else to say
" It grossed me out." Rachel said again trying to persuade the blonde the honest truth.
Phoebe smiled and said soothingly, "Okay, I believe you. Honestly. But I still want to talk about the feelings that you had that led up to you wanting to puke your guts out."
"I want to be thinner. Prettier, like that Quinn girl." Rachel stated sadly, not wanting to lie to one of her only friends.
Phoebe not wanting to say anything that may hurt the obviously vulnerable girl decided to let her elaborate a bit more, and asked in the nicest way possible, "Mm-hm. And, um, why is that?"
"Have you ever liked someone so much you just wanna lock yourself in your room, turn on sad music and cry?" Rachel asked quickly
"No." Phoebe answered truthfully. Although she had never felt something that intense, when she though about liking someone her mind flashed to a certain mohawk boy. Pushing that bizarre thought aside, she focused back at the task at hand saying "But if I were to say perhaps, trying to catch the attention of one footballer in particular,' Rachel gave her a look about to disagree, but with a raise of Phoebe's eyebrow she knew there was no denying. "I would find some common interests" She continued.
Rachel smiled at the girl and nodded, "yeah common interests. That's good. Thanks for your help, I bet you had better things to do than deal with all of this, like attending class..." She said in realization that fifth period had started about 15 minutes ago, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, your skipping class because I've got some crazy crush, and-"
"Hey, hey, hey" Phoebe said, politely cutting her off, "what are friends for? "
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"YOU KNOW, WHEN I SAID FIND COMMON INTERESTS, I DIDN'T SAY MAKE ONE UP THAT ALSO HAPPENS TO BE UNDER HIS CRAZY GIRLFRIENDS CONTROL" She muttered, not really holding anything against Quinn besides that nickname she made for her, but her harsh words seemed justified under these certain circumstances. And by circumstances, Phoebe meant her cold stare towards the both of them. Rachel laughed oh so sarcastically, along with Phoebe before they both forgot about the subject at hand, and began to just enjoy each other's company.
Their quiet conversation was cut to a halt by a strike of a gravel. Both their heads snapped up to the sound, met by Quinn Fabray's stone cold face. "The Celibacy Club is now in session. Thanks to a school rule that says we have to let anyone join the club, we're welcoming a new member this week- Rachel What's-her-name and Freaky Phoebe." Ouch that name stings more and more each time.
Ignoring the slight taunt towards her Rachel asked, " Where are all the boys?"
"Down the hall." Quinn said dryly, "First half hour we separate, then we come together to share our faith."
As Quinn began to move towards the middle of the room, the rest of the cheerios gravitated to around where she stood. Phoebe had no intent on getting out of her seat, and just as Rachel was about to, Phoebe yanked her hand to sit back down.. Her want to stay in her seat grew as she saw Santana twirl around the center of the room, her Cheerios skirt flaring up to show her spanks.
Quinn then stated, "God bless the perv that invented these. Remember the power motto, girls."
"It's all about the teasing, and not about the pleasing." They all chorused together. Phoebe thought the phrase was a bit ironic being in celibacy club and all that.
"Back it up like a dump truck, baby!" A fellow cheerio said, as the rest of cheerleaders began to dance in place, Phoebe found the entire situation getting more humorous by the second. As Phoebe and Rachel shared a glance, both could tell they were thinking similar things. Suddenly the door swung open and a stream of teenage boys came in. Only a couple Phoebe knew, one being the Hudson boy who waved at her, which Phoebe gladly returned.
All the girls stopped dancing, Quinn quickly walked over to the helium tank and began to blow and pass balloons to everyone while saying, "Let's pair up for the "Immaculate Affection." Now, remember. If the balloon pops, the noise makes the angels cry. Quinn then stepped over to Finn, smiling and placing the balloon between them.
Everyone began to pair up, and what Phoebe realized that basically everyone who joined this club had the similar intentions as Finn- to get into their significant other's pants, hence each person already having a significant other leaving only four single people in the room. Jewfro moved quite quickly to Rachel who after glancing at Finn, reluctantly put the balloon between them.
That left two. Phoebe and Puckerman. If Phoebe had the choice, she would rather dance with Jewfro, and as that option hadn't presented itself anymore, Phoebe's second option was to quietly walk out the door. Sadly, Quinn had caught her drift, and gave her that look dead in the eyes, until she was forced to move in with Puckerman. As if being in the celibacy club wasn't embarrassing enough, she was now paired with the guy who had prompted herself to get thrown in the dumpster just earlier that day.
by the time they had put the balloon between them, Phoebe's cheeks were already burning red. She refused to look him in the eyes, and really, refused to look around the room, so she kept her eyes trained tot he floor, not even looking up when she heard the most unlikely words come out of her partners mouth.
"Not even going to look at me huh?" The mohawk teen said, slightly amused by her actions, a little surprised when she still didn't look up.
"Why should I? So you could throw a slushie at me?" She said in a dry tone, immediately regretting what she said, not only did she feel that it would earn her another slushie facial, but it was also extremely rude.
Just as she was about to apologize, he cut her off, "Yeah that's pretty fair, I've been a huge ass to you. But, don't mind me asking, why are you here then?"
"I could ask you the same the thing ya know," She answered quickly, not wanting to reveal anything to him, even if it was as innocent as helping out a friend.
Wanting to make her look at him, he simply answered, "Guess just wanted to see some pretty girls," He said smoothly, not really lying
"Sorry your stuck here with me then" Phoebe quietly mumbled, sure that she was the last girl he would want to be paired with in a room of cheerios.
Surprised at the answer, from in his opinion a very beautiful girl, he said "Don't worry I'm not disappointed" Puck said smiling, not his usual smirk, it growing anymore, when she throwing her head up her head in laughter, cheeks burning red, as finally looked him in the eye.
To be honest, Phoebe didn't really know why she laughed, considering it wasn't even actually a joke, for some reason he just had that affect on her. The same reason why her whole face was blushing red. The effect he had on her completely ruined her plan of just looking at the floor. And that's were she found herself, looking straight into the eyes of the mohawk teen, only this time, she wasn't covered in garbage, or slushie, or was even mad. It was just two people looking at each other. Because they wanted to. She had to hit herself in the head for thinking such a stupid thing to a guy who couldn't give two craps about her. And she wanted to hit herself in the head again for her not feeling the same way. That didn't change the fact that either of them wanted to look away, just wanting enjoying each other's company. Suddenly a pop of a balloon ruined their little moment.
Looking across the room Phoebe saw Quinn yelling at Finn "Finn!" She shrieked
"It must have hit my zipper." Finn said embarrassingly. Phoebe felt bad, and was glad that is wasn't her and Puck's balloon that popped. That's when she remembered just how close she still with Puck, who was still looking at her weirdly, not that she knew that. All she knew was that she suddenly felt the urge to get out of this room.
Rachel, taking a glance at her friend's pleading look, took a deep breath, stepped away from Jewfro, and finally decided she had had enough of this nonsense yelling across the room, "You know what? This is a joke. Did you know that most studies have demonstrated that celibacy doesn't work in high schools? Our hormones are driving us too crazy to abstain. The second we start telling ourselves that there's no room for compromise, we act out. The only way to deal with teen sexuality is to be prepared. That's what contraception is for." Phoebe was proud of Rachel for stopping to pretend she was something else just for a boy.
"Don't you dare mention the "C" word." Quinn rebutted offended.
Taking another glance at Phoebe's encouraging smile, she continued sternly, "You want to know a dirty little secret that none of them want you to know? Girls want sex just as much as guys do. Phoebe, lets go" And with that she stormed out of the classroom.
The classroom was still silent as Phoebe gently stepped out of Puck's touch, not noticing his frown. She quietly addressed the class, in a much softer tone that Rachel and said, "Well, this has been fun, I'll be sure to never come back. Ever. So yeah, Go celibacy!" She said, making up the fumbly words as she went along.
"Out, Freaky Phoebe!" Quinn shrieked angered at getting stood up by Rachel Berry in front of her friends, ignoring Finn lightly touching her on the shoulder telling her she went too far.
"Yeah, that's fair enough. I'll see you around." And with that she zipped out of the room to Rachel waiting for her by her locker.
"So that took an interesting turn, was that what you were planning to do the entire time? Or did getting paired up with Jewfro get you to start thinking sanely again." Phoebe asked sarcastically.
" Oh haha I know it was a stupid idea, but something good definitely came out of it." Rachel replied, continuing on as Phoebe tilted her head in confusion, "Disco only worked because it was cool at that time, like gold digger would work now, but not in twenty years. Even then, some kids don't even like music. We need to go with a common theme every teen wants and relates with through the years." Seeing where this was going, Phoebe immediately began her shake her head, but before she could even open her mouth, Rachel continued, confident in her idea, "Sex".
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"SILENCE, CHILDREN. SILENCE." Principal Figgins announced his voice echoing through the quiet auditorium, "First, an announcement. The toilets are broken again. We are fixing the problem. But let me warn you. There will be zero tolerance for anyone soiling school grounds. We're not going to have a repeat of the last time. We have a treat for you guys today. Mr. Schuester."
Mr. Shue stepped up the the microphone and said, "Uh, hi. Uh, when I went to school here, Glee Club ruled this place. And we're on our way back. But we need some recruits to join the party. Now, I can tell you all about how great Glee is, but, uh, I think I'm gonna let some friends of mine show you instead." He went to sit down near Miss. Pillsbury, who Phoebe had always admired.
She quietly smiled, thinking they looked sweet together, before remembering what she was about to do, and began blushing just at the the thought. She was wearing a navy blue dress, a black cardigan, black ballet flats, and a blue headband, while standing next to Finn, who seemed just as terrified. They took one look at each other, and both immediately knew they were thinking the same thing. This is not going to end well. As the curtains opened, she smiled brightly towards the student body, mouthing sorry towards Mr. Shue, who gave her a questioning look, but quickly caught on once the music began.
"Push It"-Salt 'n' Pepa - (sung by New Directions)
As the song ended, utter silence filled the auditorium for what seemed like hours to Phoebe. She sent a nervous glance to Artie, who seemed to feeling the same thing. Suddenly, she heard a loud cheer came from the audience, followed by the rest of the student body, giving the small club a standing ovation. Phoebe could have collapsed in relief, but choose against it, deciding to smile brightly, despite the small self loathing she felt for what she just did. Cheeks still burning red, her and the New Directions exited the stage, all glad for the outcome of their risky move.
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AFTER THE ASSEMBLY, PHOEBE WALKED TO HER LOCKER IN THE EMPTY HALLS TO GRAB HER TOTE BAG WHEN SHE HEARD HER NAME ECHO THROUGH THE EMPTY HALLWAY. "Hey! Phoebe!" Noah said as he ran towards her locker, just wanting to talk to the girl. His intention was unbeknownst to Phoebe who was sure she just about to get a slushie facial, and instinctively pushed her tote bag to the front of her face. As though Puck understood her reaction, for some reason it hurt more than he thought it would.
Quickly realizing her mistake, she put the bag down, and faced him asking "Yeah?" Still a bit weary as to why he was talking to her.
Ignoring her nervous voice, Puck was, for some unknown reason, determined to talk to the gorgeous girl in front of him some more. "Um, yeah I was just, I mean," He fumbled not understanding why he was having such a hard time talking to her continued "Yeah, just wanted to tell you that I thought you did a really good job up there."
Phoebe, who was still confused as to why he was talking to her replied "Oh thanks, it really wasn't really my style, but I'm glad someone enjoyed it. Look I don't want to be rude or anything, but why are you talking to me?" She said wary thinking that this might be part of some elaborate prank.
Again, considering how many slushies he's thrown at her in the past, he completely understood her cautiousness, yet it still hurt that he made what he realized to be a very sweet girl feel that way and decided to answer honestly, "I don't know. Just wanted to I guess. I'll go if you want you probably think I'm an asshat." He mumbled, his cheeks turning red this time.
Realizing that he meant no harm in this conversation, Phoebe settled in a bit more and responded softly, " I don't think your an asshat. But through another slushie in my face and that might change. " She said half jokingly, knowing she could never really hate someone without knowing them well first.
Noah slightly chuckled and asked "Are you sure? It's totally fine if you did. Honestly, sometimes I think I'm an asshat too. Most of the time actually." He said partly serious and partly joking too.
It was Phoebe's chance to laugh and responded, "Yeah, well I've got to go meet Rachel at the mall, so I better get going." She didn't understand why she suddenly felt the urge to stay with him, not knowing that he felt the same way. Wanting to end on a happy note she continued, "This was nice. Your actually good company when your not throwing my friends into dumpsters. See you around," Phoebe thought of her next words very carefully, but decided to use her newfound confidence and continued on, "Asshat." she bantered, before shyly waving, closing her locker, and walking away from the conversation. Her back faced towards the smiling teenage boy, swearing he would never through a slushy in her again, just knowing that he wanted to talk to her some more.
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Ahhhhh! Second chapter! Thank you for 62 reads, cant wait to write chapter 3. I know chapter one didn't much Puck/Phoebe scenes, but their relationship is developing a bit more now. Feel free to put some of your suggestions in the comments, I'll happily take them! Chapter three should be out by tomorrow around the same time. Until next time,
-Jess Day