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"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓 !" Sue Sylvester snared as she threw he orange peel on the floor. Aerin had been picking up trash on the pitch for 2 hours now, and unfortunately for her, Principal Figgins had assinged Sue Sylvester as the blonde's unofficial watchdog.

Aerin firmed her grip on her trash bag, she slowly turned to face Sue, a shallow yet harsh sigh escapes from her mouth, "When can I go home ?"

Sue moved closer to her, the cheerio coach scoffed as she threw another orange peel for Aerin to pick up. "You go home when I say so, Juno !"

"Now move those chicken feet and get back to work !"

Aerin bit her lower lip to try and refrain herself from saying anything that would get her in even more trouble, she bent to pick the peel up from the floor as she continued down her route.

Her resentment for Sue grew wider, how could a teacher be so mean. Scratch that - she might have been rude, but she defenitley wasn't as bad as that curly haired, sweater loving, creep.

As she bent to grab another handful of trash she was suddenly hit on the head with a football, she falls to her knees as she rubbed the back of her head.

"Is your head okay, Lady Cline ?" a voice asked, Aerin snapped her head round to see who it was, Noah Puckerman, of course.

"Obviously not," the blonde replied, she sticks out her hand, "Help me up, will you"

He rolls his eyes as he grabbed onto the blonde's wrist to pull her back to her feet, "Why are you picking up garbage, we have a janitor for a reason"

" This is my punishment," Aerin scoffed, "Blame Schuester"

Puck takes his helmet off, "You're a real bad ass you know, standing up to Mr Schue like that. I never knew you had it in you-"

A smirk formed on the blondes lips as she tossed the ball in her hands, "Never underestimate me Puckerman, I'm all talk"

Puck reached out for the ball but Aerin pulls back, Puck raised an eyebrow as he tried to retrieve the ball again, "Hey what gives ? Can I get the ball back"

Aerin shook her head, she held the ball to her side as she guarded it from Puck. She found this as a perfect opportunity to put one of the boys to practice, and Puckerman was the perfect test dummy.

"If you want your ball, you'll have to play for it, me and you right now !" Aerin challenged. Puck's eyes widened at the blondes proposition, "Look I don't want to play a girl, you'll probably chip a nail by accident"

Aerin looked up at the boy with offence, she moves closer to Puck to meet him at eye level, " Well I'm willing to take that risk"

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎, 𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏. When she was far enough the blonde ran and kicked the ball to the center line. The ball flew through the air as both teens ran to catch it, Aerin felt her adrenaline kick in, she pumps her fists for more speed, there was no way in hell that she going to let Puck win.

"I've got it, I've got it !" Puck called out

Aerin tackled him to the ground, she snatched the ball from his grasp as she placed a knee to her chest

" No, i've got it," she boasted, as she stuck her  tongue out at  Puck.

Puck pushes Aerin off him, he sits up slightly to wipe the dirt from his face, "Dude, you totally messed up my face, not cool"

Aerin chuckled as she sat up as well, "Really, I don't see the difference"

Puck threw a glare at Aerin, a small silence fell between them before another topic question came up, "So, what are you doing tomorrow night ?" Puck asked suavely.

Aerin raised an eyebrow at him, did he not know she was with Santana. The blonde couldn't help but laugh at Puck's failed attempt to ask her out, " No offence, but I'm not into guys who have mohawks, I'm not really into guys full stop"

Puck cleared his throat, he looked down at the floor with slight embarrassment, "Sorry, I just assumed you had the hots for dudes"

Aerin patted the clueless boy's shoulder, " It's fine, common mistake," as the two sat on the pitch they were suddenly approached by Santana and Brittany.

"See, I told you they were body wrestling," Brittany confirmed as she turned to Santana.

A scowl formed on the Latina's face, she placed her hands on her hips, "I've been looking for you, why didn't you answer my texts or calls ?"

"I was bu-sy," Aerin stammered. She quickly stands to her feet, Santana rolled her eyes, she wasn't convinced in the slightest.

"You clearly were," she replied back in a snide tone

Aerin looked down at Puck for help, after all he was the one who got her into this mess. He stands to his feet, "I have to go, I've already missed practice, see you around-"

Great, just great. Now Aerin was left to defend herself from her more then angry girlfriend. She let out a sigh as she grabbed Santana's hand, the blonde knew the exact way to earn Santana's forgiveness.

"Please, don't be mad at me" she mumbled, as she put on a fake pout. Santana shook her head at the girl, she tried her hardest to avoid eye contact with Aerin. 

Aerin pulled Santana closer, she cups her hand on the side of her face. Santana's cheeks were suddenly kissed pink like a spring rose, the blooming colour so cute against her tan skin, she takes in a deep intake of breath, the girl quickly looked away to hide her smile.

She then looks back at the Cline, "Fine, I forgive you, kind off"

"Guys" Brittany interrupted, the pair looked at her and answered with a simple yes in unison.

"Can we go eat, my stomach is making weird alien noises, it's freaking me out"

Aerin smiled as she linked arms with both girls, "Of course Brittany, anything for you"

◜ -ˋˏ 𝙍𝙊𝙉𝙉𝙄𝙀'𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙎 ! ˎˊ- ◝
hey guys ! I hope you enjoyed the new chapter
I decided to make this one a lil bit shorter then my normal ones, but I promise the next one will be LENGTHY AF
i might slow update this, so I apologise in advance <3
I hope you have/had a good day <3
roro loves you !