A series of drabbles based from a random word generator, which is Puck centric. It will be Puck's POV throughout the whole thing and written like a diary entre. Will contain fluff, swearing, and mentions of sex. Also will have mentions of bullying and homophobia at the start. Will also contain scenes for everyone Puck dated in season one and maybe season two.

It also starts from Puck's POV from the very first episode and will follow on as so.

Episode one – Pilot.

Awarding.

Puck's POV.

Glee club sucks.

It's full of weirdo's with no social status and no friends who wet their panties singing show tunes and dancing around like fairies.

Only the lord knows why Finn is staying. Maybe that crazy girl with the big beak is spreading her legs for him or something. He doesn't get much action, even with a girl. That's what you get for dating the queen of the chastity ball. I doubt the little freak is though. I see her in temple when I go with my Nana sometimes and she doesn't seem like the type of girl.

Then again, nether did Quinn…

Anyway, back on topic of how gay Glee club is.

Seriously, I can't believe Finn would want anything to do with that. Maybe he is gay…Probably not though. He does have his girl moments but he wouldn't be able to hide it from me. Like that Hummel kid. Can't he take a hint? Finn isn't interested, yet I still catch him gawking at Finn in Maths (when I show up) like he's spitting out rainbows from his ass and turning different shades of blue. I mean, fuck off already, you got no chance! Can't he stop it and go let some other queer bang him?

I've trailed off, again, but what every, it don't matter.

Today, after Finn finally left the dancing band of fags and freaks, me and the guys had grabbed a welcome back present for him. You know, like a 'welcome back to the land of the normal' sort of thing. This Kid, I can't remember his name, he's just a nerd, so it's not worth remembering, we shoved him in a port-a-potty and we were gonna flip it. I mean, the kid's already in a wheelchair, so nothing serious was gonna happen.

But then Finn shot me this disapproving look, then called us loser, which kind of stung a bit. I'm a badass though, so it's nothing really, not like I'm gonna storm off and cry like that Rachel(?) would do.

So, after Finn stormed off, I caught up with him. We had a bit of an argument about how gay Glee club was and how it was gonna bring down my rep as a badass if my best mate started singing show tunes and shit. Then he started going on about how happy he felt when in Glee and all that girly crap.

Finally, I gave up and told him if he wants to catch some freakish disease off one of them, then that's up to him. He shot me another disapproving look before muttering about going to that stupid fairy club.

'Cus the twat had gone to Glee, it left me with fuck all to do, so after five minutes I wondered up to the auditorium.

Finn was down on the stage with the rest of the freaks and that wired Jewish girl from my temple and they were singing 'Don't Stop Believing', which was a crappy song, but at least it wasn't show tunes.

That when I saw the smile on his face. I hadn't seen that smile since Junior school and it kinda made me feel…miserable. Nether of us had smiled that much in years and I realized I missed it.

I missed the day's were me and Finn were as close as brothers. The days before I had to go out and get a job and the whole MILF started. Back before the only thing I was interested in other then football was chasing skirt.

I mean, I know it sounds kinda gay and shit, but, it didn't make me any less badass to miss seeing my best friend happy.

So, as I watched him sing with the crazy chick, I though that, even though Glee club sucked. Even though it was full of fags and social rejects. If that was what made my boy happy, I'd let him have it.

I hope you enjoyed that. Do you want more?