Fifth Prompt Post
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Lauren Zizes likes who she is.
She may sometimes wish for a size zero figure (strictly because it's such a pain to find cute and bad ass outfits in her actual size - and yes, she still is that much of a girl to have fun trailing the mall for hours on end looking at the latest fashion, even though she'll crush anyone who calls her on it), but she likes to eat, thank you. And it isn't like she doesn't do sports, she's not top of her wrestling team for nothing, so screw anyone calling her a couch potato.
She may sometimes even think about working on her attitude, but then some of McKinley's resident moron faction will try to slushie her first thing in the morning or something, and she's not some timid mouse who takes that kind of shit lying down, so yeah, the bad attitude? Is not going anywhere.
Still, she knows McKinley, and the minute Puck and she actually become a thing Lauren expects the not-so-behind-the-hand-whispering to start.
Puckerman may officially be a gleek this year, not that anyone calls him that to his face and gets away with it (and not that he wasn't last year when he quit football for a while just to stay in Glee - hey, ben Israel may be a little creep but that doesn't mean his gossip-blog isn't juicy), but Puckerman is also still part of the football team, and he's not the worst player ever, and jocks are socially required to have a certain type or something - the anorexic, vapid cheerleader type.
So it doesn't exactly surprise her when she hears the female part of Glee's Asian super-couple mutter to Abram when Lauren passes them by in the hallway.
“Seriously? Puck and Zizes? I don't get it.”
To which Artie nods in baffled agreement, which, hello? Both goth chick and wheels scored a football player and a cheerleader respectively, those losers! They don't have any leg to stand on - pun so totally intended.
To their credit though, Lauren doesn't think they noticed she's within hearing distance.
Strictly speaking, and she won't go repeating this to anyone, Lauren's been a bit taken aback, too, when Puckerman has gone after her. Not that he shouldn't, because what's not to like? She has awesome taste in lipstick, mad kissing skillz (as already proven), and she could so totally take him in arm-wrestling.
She just didn't think she was his type, per se, since she was neither one of those anorexic cheerleader types nor several decades older than he. Then again, there has been that brief stint with Mercedes last year, which - okay, no, she's been a cheerleader back then.
It has her doubting for about half a second, until Artie speculates, “Maybe she gives great head?”
And that? Is complete bullshit! Lauren isn't offering sexual favors, in fact she flat out told Puckerman that if he wants to tap that, he has to work for it. The fact that he does just proves to her that he's serious, because honestly he's not hard up for choice, Puck could have anyone (although he'll stay far away from Hudson's train wreck of a menage à threesome, if he doesn't want Frankenteen whaling on him again).
Leaving the gruesome twosome behind her, Lauren spots her man at his locker and walks up behind him.
“Hey handsome,” she purrs in her best sexy voice, and he turns around to leer at her, and after banging his locker door shut, offers her his arm and starts walking.
“Hey, babe! 'Sup?”
The way he can be so obliviously sweet sometimes is something Lauren likes most about him. She slips her hand into the crook of his elbow and proposes, “You up for getting crushed at Mario Cart this evening?”
“Oh, we'll see who's gonna get crushed, Zizes!” he says happily. As well he should, she reminds herself.
And that enthusiasm right there isn't fake, Puckerman is not that good of an actor.
So screw the haters.
She knows she's made of awesome and now Puck does, too, and really, that's everything that matters.
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Great job! And I am totally on the side of The Zizes. :D
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I'm a good size M but I can empathize. Tbh, I never was all that much overweight, but it was enough to get teased in school and have trouble finding clothes in the children/YA sections. I just grew out of it, but I know I was lucky in that regard, and the teasing (and it really was teasing compared to some of the stuff you hear) stays with you.
I really admire people like Lauren who stand up to the ones trying to make them feel ashamed of who they are and how they look. I know I wouldn't be that strong. Despite her own bullying ways I think Lauren's a much better role model than the likes of Heidi Klum, and it was one of Glee's worst mistakes letting her go.
So that was me ranting... Thanks again for the feedback =)
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And that's a huge part of the reason why Lauren doesn't get the hype about the QB. Former QB. Whatever. She's not keeping track of the football team's constellation.
Sure he's got a good voice. But honestly, her man's is just as good, and Hudson can't dance for shit. Also, sometimes he can fit a whole shoe store in his mouth when he's talking.
See, Hudson can be a grade A douche-bag, and yeah, that's Puckerman, too, and half the time they don't even mean the shit that comes flying out of their mouths. The thing is, Puckerman gets it when you call him on it, when you lay it out for him. Hudson, you have to hit with a clue by four, and even then he's confused why you were pissed at him in the first place. Those puppy eyes get real old after a while.
What bugs her most is that he doesn't even have to work at being forgiven. People just do.
And she's not even going to touch on the subject that he's spinning between two girls, and neither of them gives him what for when he's with one of them while hankering for the other, when they are both bitches (and she means that in the best possible sense of the word) about everything else.
But she's curious, so she stands there and cocks an eyebrow at the beanpole before her and then braces herself when Hudson opens his mouth to say, “Puck's just using you, you know? I mean, he's been my friend since forever. But I know him. He's just gonna show you up in front of the guys to get some of his popularity back.”
Please! Lauren scoffs. Of all the things she was expecting... Puckerman may not be the brightest crayon in the bunch, but he does have a healthy survival instinct most of the time. Well. Okay, so maybe he doesn't.
And it's not like the thought hasn't crossed her mind, she's not immune to a little self-doubt, okay? She's seen that one episode of 'Cold Case' with those frat guys and their 'piggy farm' (and she would totally have been tempted to burn that house down as well).
But still, if Puckerman really wanted to humiliate her there are easier ways to go about it. He'd lose his balls in the process, of course, but it wouldn't be impossible. Also, Lauren doesn't think he'd think that far ahead. Her man's not that patient when it comes to certain things - he'd have lost interest well before now if all he wanted was make her look the fool in front of 'the guys.'
Hudson bristles and draws himself up even taller the way he does when he unconsciously wants to tower over someone, not that he needs the help. It's almost impressive. Too bad that no one towers over Lauren Zizes. Hell, she's almost as tall as Puckerman, and she's a top wrestler; she could totally take Hudson down if she wanted to, so that towering over her thing is really not gonna fly.
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It would be sweet, really, if it wasn't so completely condescending. Lauren is her own woman, she doesn't need anyone to look out for her. She doesn't want anyone looking out for her, much less a guy who believed he got his girlfriend pregnant all the way across a hot tub.
Also, it's just a tad hypocritical when it's not that long ago that he was one of 'the guys.'
Still, as insulting as it is, he does have good intentions (and he is the kind of sweet, all American boy-next-door stereotype every girl dreams of every once in a while), so she's prepared to let him off lightly.
And then Hudson's mouth runs away from him again, and Lauren is left with the strong urge to punch his lights out when he says, “I mean, seriously, you're not his type at all! You're, like, huge, and he's - “
“What?” she snaps. “Out of my league? If anything, Hudson, I'm out of his league. And I'm telling you something else: if you think that badly of him, why are you still calling him your friend? Because that sure doesn't make you look any better.”
Lauren pushes past him and storms through the door to the choir room. She can't help but feeling she still let him off lightly, but she's so furious, and there are so many things she wants to say, and they are all battling for dominance that all she can do is plop herself down in the seat next to Puckerman, and explode at him, “You have lousy taste in friends, Puckerman!”
He looks up from his sheet music with wide eyes, and asks confused, “What does that make you?”
Her lips twitch without her say-so, and the first thing that comes to her is 'Girlfriends excluded,' but, seriously, when you look at his track record that's not true at all, so: “The exception to the rule.”
A/N: Stupid character limits. Also: I like Finn, I do. But he does have his douchy moments.
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