Trapped in a Fake Relationship (Glee Fanfiction)

Chapter 19

"You and I prom this year." Puck suddenly standing next to my locker.

"Pardon?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"You're hot and I'm hot, you will be my queen and I will be your king. We are being nominated as these prom stuff and we should go together because I heard that Finn will go with Quinn so he can win this." Puck smirks at me.

"And you think that I want to go to the prom with my ex-boyfriend who ever has a crush on a milf and slept with his baby's mothers? Big no." I glare to Puck.

"Babe, you think that you can easily get out from Puckerman's zone and move to Trouty Mouth's zone? Not that easy, baby." Puck says proudly.

"Puck, you might be the hottest man alive in this school but you lost your big chance to get me back because I'm belong to someone else now." I smirk at Puck.

"Yeah and that person is me." Puck smirks back at me.

"You better get the hell way of here." I shut my locker and glare at him.

"What if I dont want to?" Puck asks.

"Then I guess I better go, bye bye Mohawk." I wave him a goodbye then walk off.

I shake my head and walk in the hallways. I cant believe that Puck can be a guy like that. I mean, he dumped me but when I have someone who loves me, he want me back. I dont understand this.

"Babe, I have these." Sam stops my way as he hold many posters.

"What is this?" I frown at him.

"Your prom campaign poster. Look, Quinn and Finn have their posters then Santana, Brittany, also that sucks Rick. Look at this one." Sam gave me one poster.

I take it and look at the poster. "The Queen of McKinley?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Yeah, you are the head cheerleader, one of the most popular girl in this school, from the survey in boys that you are the hottest girl in this school number two after Santana but since Santana is gay, you become number one, then what else? Oh you are the queen of my heart." Sam grins at me.

"The last sentence was cheesy." I giggle. "Sam, I dont need these thing."

"Why? Baby, you have to win this thing." Sam says to me.

"I will go to the prom with you and I wanna dance with you there and I dont care who will be the prom king and queen." I said to Sam.

"Wait, you changed your mind?" Sam frowns at me.

I nodded. "Yes. So we can throw this things away." I take those posters and throw it to the trash.

"Babe, seriously?" Sam raises his eyebrows.

"Puck want me to go to the prom with him." I sigh.

"And you said yes?" Sam asks.

"Of course not. I said no to him. I just wanna have fun there and forget about these stuff about prom things because all I want to do is spending my other time with you." I said to Sam.

Sam built a smile on his face then grins at me until he kisses me softly. "You got me, baby." Sam makes an impression.

"Idiot." I roll my eyes and walk off.

"You wanna leave me and go back with Puck?" Sam stops my way.

"What? I have my cheerios meeting with coach Sylvester, Sam. Give me ten minutes then we can go home and stay in guest room and cuddle." I grin at Sam.

"How can you read my mind so well?" Sam grin back at me.

"That was easy, baby." I giggle and walk off left Sam alone.

I turn my face back at him and he just smiling at me until he disappear. I just can roll my eyes and keep walking until I got into coach Sylvester's office.

I enter her office as she is busy with polishing the cheerios trophies.

"Coach?" I called her.

"Close the door and sit down." Coach Sylvester says to me.

I close the door then sit down on a chair in front of her desk. She is still busy with polishing the trophy.

"You know that all these trophy means a lot to me right? Include my cheerios, and I have ten thousand more like this in my home." Coach Sylvester says to me.

"I know that, coach." I simply said.

"Cheerleading Squad Nationals Championship is in two weeks. You want to have the rest of your days in your senior year become fabolous right? I want you to do me a favor." Coach Sylvester smirks at me then sit down on her seat.

"What favor?" I frown.

"Make cheerios lose in Nationals also make as this is black Sue's fault so Figgins will make her stop to coaching the cheerios." Coach Sylvester says to me.

"But if we lose, we will lose all our sponsor and they wont give the money to us." I frown.

"We will get it back when the real Sue Sylvester back to cheerios. You think that you can win nationals with her? Cheerios won was because of me, because I'm a champion and I will never lose. Now your job here is only make cheerios lose so I can get my cheerios back and I'll guarantee with glee club winning the nationals." Coach Sylvester smirks at me.

"But coach, I need that for my scholarship and what about the others? I mean, they need this."

"I dont care with that besides that you got your scholarship and you only need to pack yourself to New York." Coach Sylvester simply said.

"But how come I can make cheerios lose? I mean we already fight for this." I sigh.

"Use this." Coach Sylvester give me a bottle frok her locker.

"What is this?" I raise my eyebrows.

"A poison that can make you get stomacache for two days if you put that into your meal. Before the nationals begin, they usually get drinks and I want you put that poison so before the show begin they will get stomachache and disqualified." Coach Sylvester says to me.

"Coach, this is criminal. I cant do that. What if they find out? And the police will arrest me." I shake my head.

"Take it. This is hormones of my unborn child. Do it or you die." Coach Sylvester simply said.

I let out a sigh and take that bottle. I look at that bottle then went out from her office. No, I cant do this. If I put this thing into their meals which mean that I'm trying to kill all my friends include Santana and Brittany. No, I wont do that.

Maybe I can make the cheerios lose by make my feet slide down and fall from the pyramid so it will look like those all my mistakes but they must be disappointed and I will ruin my reputation. Oh no.

I keep walking in the hallways and hold that bottle of poison. Damn God, I dont know what to do and I hate this.

"What's that?" Santana suddenly walking next to me.

"I dont know I should tell this to you or not but I guess I have to." I said to Santana.

"What's wrong?" Santana frowns at me.

I take her hand and walk to the corner so nobody can hear us. I show that bottle to Santana and she gasps.

"I know that your reaction will be like this." I sigh.

"E, you pregnant? And you want to kill your baby with that?" Santana frowns at me.

"First, Sam used protection when we did that. Second, this is a poison that can make you get stomachache for two days nonstop." I said to Santana.

"But for what? I know you are a b***h one but I also know that you never want to kill someone." Santana says.

"Coach Sylvester wants me to make cheerios lose on Nationals by using this. She wants me to put this into your guys meal so..."

"Wait, wait, you want to kill us?" Santana raises her eyebrows at me.

"Actually it's coach Sylvester. And dont worry, I wont do that." I said to Santana.

"But that will be great. You can put that into their meal then you, Brittany, and I can pretend like we get the same thing." Santana grins at me.

"This is criminal and we wont do that." I shake my head.

"Come on, E. When we can do crazy things together before graduate? Only this time." Santana says to me.

"No, you want to get arrest and never go to college?" I roll my eyes.

"Then what are you gonna do? You know that Sue's threaten can be dangerous." Santana frowns.

"I know that. I will make that cheerios's lose as my fault." I let out a sigh.

"No, you cant do that. You will ruin your reputation as the head cheerleader. Dont be stupid." Santana says.

"Then is there anything I can do?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Yes, of course. We can be one and make our plan together. You dont like coach Washington and I also the same and I bet the others also same." Santana grins at me.

"So we will make a plan together to lose?"

"Binggo! I will help you. Dont worry. Because I wont let you get arrest alone." Santana chuckles.

"We wont use this." I simply said and throw that bottle to the trash.

"Oh no, I can use that to make Berry get stomachache." Santana says to me.

"No crime." I roll my eyes.

"You hate her." Santana simply said.

"I didnt hate her. I just dont like her. That's different. Okay stop this because we have glee club now and I'm wondering how to make cheerios lose." I said to Santana and take her hand.

"Easy, girl. We can do that together." Santana smirks at me and shows me her pinkie.

"You're the best." I smile at her and cross our pinkie as we walk in the hallways together.

Yes, Santana is my bestfriend here. The only one who can understand my attitude so bad. She never mad when I can be b***h or anything and she will never let me do stupid things alone include this one.

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I walk in the hallways. Tomorrow is prom night and I already prepare everything include the dress and shoes and I cant wait for that.

Suddenly something cathes my eyes. A poster of me and Puck together is sticking on the wall. 'Puckily for Prom'? What the hell.

I walk to that wall and take that poster away. Who the hell place this and make this posters?

I look around and see that Puck is standing in front of his locker so I decided to come to him then throw that poster to his face.

"Whoa whoa what is this, baby?" Puck smirks at me.

"The question is what is this? You made this? You made this so I want to go the prom with you? No!" I glare at Puck.

"I dont even have any time to make that. It was made by our fans, by Puckily shipper so accept that, baby." Puck grins at me.

"Dont you dare to call me that!" I yelled at Puck and walk off.

I cant believe that Puck could do this to me and spread that posters. I bet that Sam must be already see that and I will make him disappointed and mad at me.

But I know that Puck is a type of guy who doesnt really care with kind of these stuff. I mean, he enjoyed with prom but he never really obsessed to be prom king.

I keep walking in the hallways until I get into my locker. Too much posters that I have to taken away even they stick it in front of my locker door. God.

I took that poster away and throw it to the trash then I turn my face and Sam is walking to me. My gaze is still following him but he didnt stop and keep walking passed me. He just looked at me with his disappointed face.

I shut my locker and turn my way to him. I stop him and catches his hand.

"Sam, I dont know who made that posters. Seriously, even I almost slap Puck's face for that." I stop Sam.

"You can go to the prom with him if you want." Sam simply said and walk off.

I let out a sigh and make a little run to get him and stop his way. "I swear, I dont kmow who made that and please I wanna dance and go to the prom with you." I begged.

"I have a class now." Sam simply said and turn his way.

"Sammy!" I shout.

Sam didnt turn back and keep walking. I let out a sigh and cover my face with my hand. Sam mad at me and I dont even know to make him understand.

"What's wrong? You really look upset." Finn frowns at me.

"You see those posters about me and Puck for the prom? And now Sam mad at me." I sigh.

"You know who made that poster?" Finn asks me.

"If I already knew, I would kill that person, Finn." I said to Finn.

"Include me?" Finn asks.

"You made that?" I raise my eyebrows.

"No, of course not. I never want to get into your relationship trouble. But if those guys hurt you, I wont let that happen." Finn grins at me and put his hand around my shoulder.

"Finn, I dont want to havr flirtationship with you." I let out a sigh.

"Dont worry, I will help you to talk to Sam. He has to understand that my sister has a lot of fans here." Finn smirks at me.

"You make everything getting worse." I roll my eyes.

"I'll stand by you. I wont let anybody hurt you." Finn's singing.

"Can you please just stop singing for this time?" I sigh.

"Alright, Carole." Finn giggles and kisses my head.

"Finn..." I roll my eyes and put my hand around his waist as we walk together.

"What? You are like mom when you are sad." Finn says.

"Because I'm her daughter, Finn." I said to Finn. "I guess, I wont go to the prom tomorrow." I sigh.

"Because Sam mad at you with something that he doesnt even know it's real?" Finn raises his eyebrows.

"It was real. Look at those walls full with those posters."

"You have me with you, we can go to the prom together. Wondering if we both win those prom king and queen. Wow Hudson rules the world." Finn giggles.

"I dont care with that stuff. I just wanna dance and have fun, this is will be our last senior prom." I said to Finn.

"We will go together. That's it. We can use mom's car then go here together." Finn smirks at me.

"I will think about that later." I giggle and hold his elbow as we enter the choir room together.

I turn my face at Sam and he just half-smiled at me then turn his face away. Yeah both Finn and I doesnt have any prom dates, I guess. Rachel mad at Finn because Finn decided to go with Quinn and Sam mad at me because those posters about me and Puck.

"I guess we will go to the prom together. What kind of prom when you have a date with your sister?" Finn says innocently.

"Or we wont go at all. We can watch movie in our room all night long, having our popcorn and mac n cheese then fall asleep until morning comes and when we woke up, tadaaa nothing in this world call prom." I said to Finn.

"But what if we win that?" Finn raises his eyebrows.

"Finn, follow what your older sister said."

"Hold up, you're just older three minutes than me." Finn frowns at me.

"I know that." I sigh and lean my head on his shoulder.

"Guys, we have a big announcement. So, Kurt and Blaine and I are throwing an anti-prom party." Rachel walks in and standing in front of us.

"What's an anti-prom party?" Mercedes asks.

"It's a party for those of us who maybe feel a little, you know, disenfranchised by the actual prom. And I got us a hotel room at Lima's best hotel, Red Rooster Express Suite, and everyone's invited." Rachel says excitedly.

Finn takes my hand and walk lead me to the front then standing behind Kurt and Blaine.

"You're supporting this?" Quinn asks Finn.

"I'm supporting her, and I'll be there as soon as I'm done fulfilling my obligations." Finn answers.

"The mood will be celebratory, the food will be catered, the libations will be plentiful, and the dress code will be creative black tie." Kurt says excitedly.

"Optional, optional, optional. And keeping up with the anti-prom theme, everyone is welcome, and unlike the actual prom, which ends at 11:00 pm, ours goes until the wee hours of the night. It's where the fun's at, you guys." Rachel says excitedly.

"Okay, how is everyone welcome when this is clearly just a party for you and the two gay Winklevii twins?" Santana asks.

"Actually, Santana, we've invited most of McKinley's underclassmen." Rachel grins at us.

"I'm in." Puck simply said and stand up from his seat.

"But what about your tradition of trying to spike Coach Sylvester's punch bowl? I almost lost my teeth for it last time." Artie asks Puck.

"It's impossible. Plus it's a bummer, always failing at everything." Puck simply said and walk off.

"Can we just talk about what this really is? Rachel Berry isn't getting her way, so she's punishing the rest of us." Santana says to us.

"Santana, that's not the case at all." Rachel protest.

"Stop acting like you're fine and start dealing with your crap. Look, you choked at your big audition. I get it. I'm sorry, but it happens. And I understand that you're pissed off at the universe, but imploding on one of the last nights that we have to spend together because, basically, you're just not in the mood to dance is maybe the pettiest thing you have ever done. So have fun at your 'I'm a victim' party, acting like you're not some selfish, self-centered, lame-ass wannabe diva from hell, because me, I'm going to go to my senior prom with my girlfriend and my friends." Santana glared at Rachel then walks off.

Rachel just standing there and look pissed off. Actually it was kind of right. Rachel mad because Finn will go to the prom with Quinn but I also understand that prom will be sucks after all.

"You still want to go the prom with me, right Finn?" Quinn wheels closer to us.

"Yeah yeah, maybe. I dont know because maybe Emily and I will stay in our room and watch our favorite movie. Spread our room with popcorn and fall asleep until morning comes then we will forget that there is nothing in this world call prom." Finn says to Quinn.

"What happened with this world?" Quinn frowns then wheel away.

"Quinn, I..I..." Finn sighs and get her.

I just let out a sigh and take my ransel from my seat. I see Sam is about to walk off from the choir room but I got his hand to stop him.

"Sam, let me explain, please." I said to Sam.

"You dont need to explain." Sam simply said and pushes my hand away slowly then walk off.

I let out a sigh and I dont know what to do. Damn! I hate this. Why dont he wanna listen to me this time? I mean I want to fix this and I really want to.

"You okay?" Kurt asks me.

"Sam mad at me because of those posters. I dont even know who made that campaign poster. I already rejected Puck for how many times." I sigh.

"Then you can join our Anti-Prom party." Rachel grins at me.

"I'll think about that. Because I guess that Finn and I have our own Anti-Prom party." I said to them and walk off.

I walk off from the choir room and walk im the hallways with my head down. I just wanna go home and forget about these sucks prom stuff so I can wake up and everything go bacl to be normal like it used to be.