((Corny title, I know. xP Let me know what you think of the length. I can shorten it or lengthen it. My comfort zone's anywhere from one to four paragraphs, I suppose, though I have trouble with super dee duper long posts. xD; ))

His eyebrow raised slightly as he sat at the back of the choir room, feet up on the chair in front of him. Noah Puckerman didn't consider himself much of a fine arts guy, really. He was more of a rough and tumble, fight his way through life kind of guy. Although, he could stand up and be more responsible during his shining moments, he supposed.

However, his thoughts were bordering on delinquent as Mr. Schuester stood at the front of the choir room, preaching to the Glee kids about how the school was performing a new musical. Nothing like the Cabaret fiasco that Mr. Ryerson had held and then lost, only for Rachel to kill it. This one was run by Mr. Schuester and Ms. Sylvester themselves. Puck could only wonder how well that would turn out, and he forced down a snicker as the choir teacher asked the students sincerely to audition for it, as they needed prime talent.

He shook his head, smirking. Like he'd ever do something like that. However, he did watch with mild amusement as Mr. Schuester tacked the audition form up on the wall. It was identical to the one for signing up for New Directions. Puck had fond memories of that signup sheet. He'd been the eloquent one to write "PENIS" at the bottom of the one posted in the guys' changeroom, and he could remember slushying Rachel the moment after she wrote her name down on that form. Hell, he could even remember the flavor he'd gotten her with. It had been grape.

Damn, he had a good memory.

As Mr. Schuester dismissed them and walked away, Puck glanced at the sheet from across the room. The word "Wicked" was written in bold writing across the top, with spaces for people to audition for certain characters underneath. Puck wrinkled his nose. Wicked? Where had he heard that before? Wasn't that the solo Hummel had busted his butt auditioning for, only to fail epically? Okay, so maybe his memory wasn't as good as he thought it was.