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Big Girls Can Be Sexy Too!	By : Illiandyandra Category: G through L > Glee Views: 8943 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Big Girls Can be Sexy Too!
Pairings:Puck/Mercedes, Finn/Quinn, Tina/Mike
Author Note: Homage and all agreements with Isis Aurora Tomoe, Never Piss off Mercedes was a complete inspiration…as you can tell from the title.
Recommendation/Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to Cariluv. Author of the very first Glee-fic I ever read…and loved.
BTW: I was Mercedes in high school…maybe that’s why I like her so very much.
Chapter 2
~Something To Talk About~

The next few weeks saw Mercedes’ school life settling into a routine. Classes, Glee, Home. The only breaks from the monotony were the New Directions auditions. They actually went pretty well. The group found two new kids. Unfortunately Karofsky, Azimio and that clique slushied them until they quit. But everyone decided that if they were that easy to run them off…they didn’t want them anyway. Still she got bored a bit quickly. So much so she let Quinn and Brittany convince her, and Tina and Rachel, to attend the third football game of the year together. While she wasn’t very excited about attending the game, she was very excited about the opportunity to wear one of the smokin hot pairs of boots she’d gotten.
She poured herself into a pair of dark wash skinny jeans; slid into her camel brown knee high boots, and a cream cable knit sweater that had a nice moderately deep vee neck. Mercedes looked great. The boots hugged her calves, and the jeans made her thick thighs, look amazing. The heels of the shoes gave her an extra four inches of height, and made her feel dashing, and sexy. She was in heaven. She threw on her LOVE and KISS necklaces and pulled her hair up into a bouncy high ponytail, that showed off the small gold hoops in her ears. She dashed on a dark cherry lip gloss, and swiped on some mascara just as Santana texted her to say that the girls were outside.
It still shook Mercedes sometimes how much easier Santana was to deal with once she began to understand that she could be as honest and blunt as she wanted…but she didn’t have the right to go out of her way to hurt anyone who hadn’t hurt her first. Santana now realize she had gone far too far into bitchland and, while she was still hellacious when crossed…she no longer tried to tear other New Direction members down just for fun, the rest of the world was still pretty much fair game.

The game wasn’t anything near close, McKinley’s team won by two touchdowns and a conversion. Mercedes was surprised by how much fun she’d actually had, hanging with the glee girls. After the game the girls headed to Breadstix. They met Kurt and Blaine there and talked while everyone shared the full selection of available appetizers. There were enough options on the menu that everyone was able to order something different, and each person could try what they wanted.
Not long after the girls got their orders, they heard a plethora od male voices. “See, told you they’d be here. Not even Santana wants to go to Karofsky’s party.’ Sam said as he slid a chair into place next to Quinn. Seeing the number of new additions, 2 waiters came over and added more tables and chairs. The girls redistributed themselves around the table. Mike sat in the newly opened spot next to Tina. Artie pulled his chair up to the end of the table by Brittany. Finn sat between Kurt and Mercedes, giving Blaine his best ‘big brother’ glare. Puck just stood there for a moment, leaning against the booth wall behind them.
“Standing the new bad ass thing to do now? Sitting just too wussy for you, Puck?” Santana taunted.
Puck gave her a cross eyed look. “Surveying the scene, evaluating my choices. Maybe I don’t want to sit between you and Berry.” Puck rejoined.
“That does seem like he’d be asking for trouble there.” Artie agreed. Puck’s fooling around with the two very different young women had created a lot of tension. Especially since Rachel had somehow drawn the conclusion that since Finn would not take her back, Puck should step into the position as her boyfriend. And Santana has always considered Puck hers whenever she isn’t with someone else. So all the boys could understand why he’d want to avoid being trapped between the two brunettes.
“Here Puck.” Finn said quickly. He stood and moved to the spot between Santana and Rachel. Santana and he got along ok now that he wasn’t keeping any secrets. And he was immune to Rachel’s attempts at ‘seduction’. While Puck climbed into the vacated spot between Mercedes and Kurt, Fin looked around and asked. “Were you guys gonna order real food or just the starters?
“Finn, we are girls…for the most part. That was enough food for us this late at night.” Rachel answered.
“Well, we are the mighty, mighty victorious warriors…we want meat.” Puck growled, as he leaned over and grabbed a stuffed mushroom off of Mercedes plate and popped it into his mouth.
“Neanderthals.” Kurt said teasingly.
“Actually a burger does sound really good right now.” Blaine said shyly.
Finn smiled hugely at his brother’s boyfriend. “Way to man up Blaine.” Finn winched. He looked at Kurt and smiled apologetically. “Sorry bro---but you can’t both be all frou-frou.”
Kurt tried to keep a stern glare on his face, but he knew that his stepbrother wasn’t trying to be mean. Finn was, in fact, trying to be accepting of his boyfriend. He let the glare melt away. “Fine but can you please get the sweet potato fries?”
“Oh, of course. Who needs all those simple carbs this late at night?” Blaine assured Kurt, waving the waitress back over.
“So as I was saying before the testosterone brigade arrived; Wheezy needs a boy. Who are the choices?” Santana said. For some reason the Latina was determined to find Mercedes a boyfriend. Unfortunately she was being backed by Kurt and Tina.
“I still say Anthony Rashad would be a good option.” Kurt said defensively.
Puck spoke up emphatically. “Oh hell no. that guy is an even bigger sex shark than I am…in fact he’s a man whore.”
“Well what about the football player that has all that hair…I like his hair.” Brittany suggested.
“Nope he’s dating that one Cheerio. The one who wants to be Quinn so bad it’s not funny.” Artie responded. Quinn chuckled. Her replacement as captain was trying very hard to be a Fabray clone.
The girls kept throwing out names and the boys, especially Puck, kept finding problems with each of them. As the guys finished their orders the discourse was becoming heated. Finally Rachel spoke up. “Mercedes this would be vastly easier if you could give us a bit of a rundown of what you would like in a boyfriend.”
The diva in question thought for a long moment. She looked around the table, her eyes pausing on Artie, “he has to be smart. She continued on looking at Mike and Sam, sweet and honest. She smirked at Kurt and Blaine…he needs to be able to commit and have a sense of style. She smiled at Lauren. “I want to be treated as though he thinks I’m as precious as I know I am.” Finally she sneered at the badass next to her and she finished with; “And he has to have a backbone, be able to stand up for himself. I don’t want to be able to walk all over my dude. Plus he should be willing to defend me, even though we all know I don’t really need it.”
“Damn Girl…if you find all that in one DUDE, you marry him immediately. But we aren’t looking for MR Right, just Mr. Right NOW.” Santana joked.
“Nah, Sexy Mama is right. She doesn’t have to settle for any bullshit.” Puck defended.
“Yeah…but I’ve gotta admit it would be nice to have a boyfriend for a while.” Mercedes whispered quietly.
“Ok, so what qualities do you want in a guy for right now?” Quinn asked.
“Hot? Can we please say hot? Cause you look too damn good now to waste it on somebody lame.” Santana said testily.
“Hey, I’m so not against hot. But I don’t have any interest in dating one of the schmucks who threw slushies on me last year. The only thing that has changed is that I’m a size 14 instead of a 24.” Mercedes responded.
“’Cedes, that rather limits your dating pool.” Rachel reasoned.
Puck had been listening pretty quietly since his last outburst. He was contemplating the fact that he really, really didn’t like the idea of Hot Mama having a boyfriend. ~One that wasn’t-~ he cut that thought right there. “Why are you so determined to have a boyfriend anyway?”
“I’m not. Santana is the one on the crusade to get me a boytoy. But hell, every other chick at McKinley can find a boyfriend… why can’t I?”
“You can have any dude you want. You’re hot as hell. You were never ugly, but you are smokin now. So figure out who you want and go for him.” Quinn advised.
Mercedes rolled her eyes. Kurt chuckled. “She wants somebody worthy. I’m just not sure she’ll find that at McKinley. ‘Cedes, why don’t you let me set you up with someone from Dalton…there is this cute Warbler named David—”
“Hell No.” Puck grumbled a bit too loudly. Everyone turned to look at him and he blushed hotly. “There is no way to shove her hotness and the boytoy down people’s throats if he’s at Dalton. Besides there are good guys at McKinley.”
“Yea, and they’re all here at the table and all taken.” Santana said.
“I’m not taken Puck and Finn both said. Finn was careful not to notice the look of hurt and longing that crossed Rachel’s face.
Mercedes started laughing. She laughed so hard she actually had trouble catching her breath. Several people noticed that as she laughed Puck’s eyes were focused on her, completely mesmerized. He watched transfixed as she all but rolled in laughter. Puck’s eyes were vacillating back and forth between the large jiggling mounds of her breasts and her beautiful laughing face. All the females, and most of the males, at the table were shocked that his eyes seemed to spend more time on her shining eyes than her bouncing boobs. He sighed…then stopped himself simply because Noah Puckerman does not sigh.
Quinn, Tina and Lauren all exchanged looks. Each girl noticed the very uncharacteristic behavior from their bad ass friend. They all were considering what exactly it might have meant. Quinn liked the idea that Puck might finally be growing into the man he’s always shown glimpses of. She knew he’d be a good man – one day. Maybe that day was closer than she’d thought.
Tina hid a smile. She loved the thought of Mercedes getting the hottest guy at McKinley, next to her Mike. Her worry was that Puck would be in it just for the sex. But the longer Tina watched Puck watching Mercedes face as she laughed, the more the Asian alto decided that Buck could well be more than she’d ever believed he could be. He might actually be worthy of Mercedes.
Lauren was just happy that Puck’s adoring looks were now focused on Mercedes. She actually counted Puck as pretty much her best friend, but she’d never see him as somebody that could be right for her. But Mercedes had quite a bit of badass in her; plus, according to Puck, she was the only other girl who didn’t suffer his foolishness. When they’d ‘dated’ he’d thought Mercedes would be a push over- but even though they’d both known it was fake, Mercedes had made him work for everything.
Finn looked around the table. He was missing something important. Brittany, Rachel, and Santana seemed to be in his same unaware state. He could only assume that the others got why Mercedes was laughing and they didn’t. He knew Rachel would never admit to not getting something like this, and Santana even less so. So he figured he would fall on the sword. “Umm…what’s so funny?” he asked. After all no one would be surprised that he didn’t understand, humor wasn’t necessarily his strong suit.
“Sorry.” Mercedes started trying to stop laughing and catch her breath. “Sorry. Just imagine the look on people’s faces if I walked in Monday dating you or Puck.”
“Hey, I’m a catch.” Finn whined. “People like me.”
“I know boo. I know. You are the big bad quarterback. Everybody wants to hook up with Finn Hudson.” Mercedes said soothingly.
“I still don’t get it.” Finn said even more confused.”
“Finn, you are the all American Golden boy. No one is gonna buy the two of us together.” Mercedes chuckled. “Besides I’d kind of like a real boyfriend…someone to canoodle with. And you are way too white bread to roll like that with a sista.”
“Well hell, why didn’t you just say so.” Puck said mischievously. “I can certainly roll like that with a sista...” he threw his arm around the petite black girl next to him. “I can be as real as it gets.”
“Noah Puckerman!” Mercedes laughed. “Did you miss the ‘be able to commit’ requirement?”
Puck looked insulted. “Please, I didn’t cheat on you last time…and that wasn’t even for real. I’ll have you know that while I have been the other man PLENTY of times, I haven’t even said I was exclusive and kept on cruising.”
Rachel, Santana, Quinn and Lauren all looked around at each other. “That’s true.” Quinn said in realization.
“Puck does tend to focus ALL his attention on the woman he is spending time with…while he is with them.” Rachel said thoughtfully.
Lauren chimed in next. “True even when I was leading him around by the balls—he only made out with the waitress when I stood him up.”
“I might have called him ‘my man’ but we were never technically exclusive.” She looked at Puck ponderingly. “You said I wasn’t ‘that kind of girl’, remember. You were probably right. I f’in hate it when boys get clingy.” Santana added.
“Hell no I don’t cheat. If I get sick of a chick I man up and tell her. I might ne a sex shark…but I’m not my dad.” Puck said emphatically.
Mercedes patted Puck’s hand. She knew how much he hated to think he could be anything like his father. He would ignore the fact that something positive may have come from his dad and ruthlessly suppressed or got rid of any of the negative action that reminded him of what his father had been like. Mercedes gave him a sweet smile, as she thought how cool it was, how much they’d talked about and shared when they were dating for popularity.
“Fine Puck…you’re back in the running. But maybe I want to be courted.” She teased. She knew the reaction to this would be hilarious.
“Oh hell NO. I’ll date you…I’ll treat you like a lady. I’ll rock your world and make you scream my name…but no courting…no wooing. Last time I agreed to woo a girl, she stood me up and then told me I wasn’t her type in the first place.” He gave Lauren a glare.
She flicked him off and stuck her tongue out at him.
“Look there is no need to decide tonight. It’s almost our curfew anyway.” Kurt said. “Mercedes and Puck can deal with this without New Direction interference.
The subject was dropped with only Mercedes realizing that Kurt had left himself a HUGE meddling loophole.

***Life Ain’t Always Beautiful***
Monday came. And by the time Mercedes walked into McKinley High, she was sure that Puck had not been serious about really wanting to date her. That he’d, basically, just been doing what he always does-aggressively trying to help a friend.
She was deep in thought as she went to her locker. When Azimio leaned against the locket behind her open door, Mercedes didn’t even take notice. She was busy wondering why she already had a calculus test barely a month into school year. Closing her locker she was startled to see the football bully leaning there. Her eyes darted to his hands, grateful to see they were empty.
“You got hot over the summer, Jones.” He said in what Mercedes was sure he thought to be a charming manner.
“Yeah you seem exactly the same.” Mercedes answered back.
“You and I should go out sometime.” Azimio continued, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he’d just been insulted.
“Not really feelin’ dating the guy that is best friends with the asshole who made my best friend leave.” She said between clenched teeth. She glanced past him up the hall and saw that, unfortunately, the only red jackets belonged to his friends.
“We shouldn’t let something as small as that stop us from hooking up.” Azimio said, still somehow confident that he was desirable.
“First of all; call me Kelly Clarkson…but I don’t hook up. Second of all; loyalty isn’t a small thing. It is a monumentally large thing. If you can’t see that…then you are as much of a waste of air as your boy. And Third of all….the only person I am less likely to date in this entire school than you, is Karofsky.” Mercedes rejoined, completely losing her temper.
Azimio had always been popular, since pee-wee football and Playstation 1. He’d never learned to handle rejection gracefully. Add to that the fact that he’d assumed that this girl would be dying to raise her social standing by dating him—now here she was rejecting him. The situation turned ugly quickly. He flexed his hands, before balling up a big fist and threw a powerful punch.
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