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Ally Puckerman

"Does it look like I care?"

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a character in “New Directions reunited”, as played by JacquelineJuliet

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Ally Puckerman


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Name: "Ally Puckerman, obviously."

Age: "Seventeen."

Gender: "What, can you not see I'm a woman?"

Role: "I'm Noah 'Puck' Puckerman's daughter."

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Appearance: "Take a picture, it will last longer."
Ally's tanned complexion and chocolate brown hair fit her, unlike her lips and eyes. Her soft pink lips and bright, sparkling light green orbs seem to belong to that of a child because of their innocent look. Standing at 5'8" and weighing 140 pounds, Ally is a ball of pure muscle, due to intense dance classes in her earlier life.

Personality: "I'm a sweetheart."
Ally is McKinley's baddest girl to ever walk the halls. Now a junior, she has been going to the school since freshman year like most others. When she passes, others know to step out of her way. She's renown for her witty comebacks, criminal record, and fighting history. Ally is not the type to think before she acts or speaks. She's not afraid to get physical and loves a good fight every once and a while. However, she always provokes the person to throw the first punch. If they hit her first, it's just self defense, right? So what if a knife or gun gets involved? They started it.

Little Miss Puckerman has a long party history. From alcohol to drugs to jail, the list goes on. She always knows where the craziest party is or wear to score some drugs. She's a goodtime to be around if she likes you, or is neutral with you. Not one to lie, she will admit to what she has done. She admitted to shooting coke at the age of 12 to her father when he asked. Since the age of 14, Ally has not touched a single drug or drank to this day.

Sure, she is arrogant, sarcastic, a straight-up bitch, cocky, rude, a delinquent, etc. but she is honest. Ally Puckerman is not one to lie to anyone, a moral she strongly believes in. Being who she is, when she tells other the truth, it almost always comes off as a rude comment to get under their skin, even though it's not. She hears a lot of gossip and truth from reliable resources and has dirt on almost everyone in this school. She herself has some secrets, but nothing to do with her criminal record or partying days. No one knows because she doesn't let anyone over her house. Ever.

Deep down, Ally Puckerman has feelings like everyone. The only emotion people see is her cold, cocky, sarcastic side, but she's not afraid to help out others who need it. She's known to give extremely helpful and wise advice, but it's very rare of her to do so.

Likes: "Me, myself, and I. Oh, and my family."

Dislikes: "Mostly everyone."

Sports: "Sports? Isn't running from the cops enough?" When Ally came into Noah's life, he wanted to provide only the best for his daughter, since he couldn't for his first daughter that he had with Quinn. So when Little Ally turned 4, Noah enrolled her in dance classes. Ally was a true star. She lit up the stage and was extremely graceful in what she did. From ballet to her favorite, hip-hop, she won competition after competition, until she dropped out freshman year. She still practices some moves in her room from time to time.

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Singing: "Fa la la la la, I don't give a fuck." Ally was blessed with a beautiful voice. Singing is the one thing she has always, and will always love. It's her escape from reality and stress. She knows she can sing, but she doesn't like to sing in front of others, not even her dad. She has immense power and emotion when she sings. She can hit the high notes with ease. She taught herself how to do whistle notes, and can go up to E7.

Other: "Mind your own damn business."
At the young age of 14, Ally Puckerman became a mother. The change in her life was so sudden and unexpected that it left her father dumb founded. No one knew anything like this could happen to them, especially Ally.

One chilly winter's day, Ally was walking home from school by herself. She had stopped at the local pizzeria to take a smoke. The day had been stressful and she really needed a drag or two. When she was about halfway through, she noticed a crying-like sound. She dropped her cigarette in the snow and wondered to the back of the pizzeria where the noise seemed to be coming from. Gradually, the noise got louder. It seemed to be coming from the dumpster. When she lifted the lid she saw a little baby wrapped in a thin blanket. As soon as she had the baby she ran to the hospital. When she arrived the baby boy had stopped breathing.

Now, years after the tragic day that ended in a miracle, Ally cares for her three year old son, Aiden. He's her life, and she likes to think she is his biological mother, even though she's not.

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So begins...

Ally Puckerman's Story

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"Hey, wake up." Her dad's voice broke the trance of sleep Ally was floating in. "You don't want to be late," he assured her. "Late?" She scoffed back. "I'm always late. No matter what time I wake up I'm always late 'cause we live so damn far away." Her dad shook his head and pulled the covers off of her. "It's not my fault. Be grateful you have a roof over your head," he stated, his voice rising somewhat. Ally shook her head and smirked. "Oh, I am." She rose from her bed and pushed her dad out of her room so she could start getting ready for school. She threw on her usual attire: black skinny jeans, combat boots, a black long sleeved shirt, and her leather jacket. It was safe to say she liked the color black. She ran a brush through her hair and went out to eat breakfast. She grabbed an apple while she talked to her dad. "Did Aiden get dropped off?" Her dad nodded, "I drove him, like always." Ally continued eating her apple in a hurry, her morning routine. "Alright, any problems?" He laughed. "Are you serious? That kid is like an angel. Of course not!" Ally smiled and finished her apple. She kissed her dad on the cheek and grabbed her backpack. "See ya."

Before she knew it she was at her favorite place in the world: McKinley. Oh, how she hated this school. The people were pathetic, not even worth her time. They were just a bunch of cry babies or stuck up weirdos. Or worst of all, rich, prissy whiners. She opened the door and when others caught sight of her, the halls cleared. She smirked and walked to her locker, not even glancing at anyone. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the two twins, Lindsay and Megan. Ally never really spoke to either of them, but if she had it was just Lindsay coming to the rescue for Megan. Ally rolled her eyes at the thought. The twins' lockers were only a few away from hers. She suppressed the thought opened her locker.

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Megan

Megan smiled at lindsay "sis I'm heading to class okay" she said grabbing her books and walked down the hall. She saw a group of four or five jocks who were pressed up against their lockers looking for someone to bully. WHen they saw the beach blonde girl walking down the hall instantly they saw their first target of the school year. THe biggest of them stuck his foot out and tripped her sending her and all her books to the floor.

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Lindsay watched horrified as the jock knocked her sister to the ground. She slammed her locker and marched over to the big jock and shoved him angrily. "who do you think you are picking on my sister" she snapped. The jock barely moved "I don't know what your talking about she's the one who tripped and don't shove me again" He said shoving her back hard slamming into a locker. Lindsay charged at him in an attempt to tackle him but he just picked her up and slammed her into the locker. "hey guys I have an idea lets shove her into the locker" he said and opened the door to his locker and pushed her inside slamming it shut and locking it" Lindsay began banging on the locker door "I swear to god when I get out of here I'll make you pay" she shouted hoping to get someone's attention. SHe knew Ally was nearby and she hoped she would help her out

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Announcements had come on, and ended with a few lines from a Beatles song. Shaking her head, Ally gathered her books. She didn't want to be here in the first place, let alone listen to kid sing over the PA system. Ally had heard a locker slam and she turned her head, just in time to see Lindsay being slammed against a locker. Ally didn't know either of the twins that well, not well enough to help at least. She craned her neck to see who was the trouble maker. A smirk worked it way onto her face. It was none other than Derek, the steroid addicted football captain. Shaking her head, Ally watched the rest of the 'fight' unravel. Frankly, she couldn't even call it a fight. It was Lindsay trying to land a blow, but Derek throwing her around like a ragdoll. By the end of the 'fight', a person was in a locker, and that person was Lindsay.

With her books in hand, Ally made her way over to the circle of boys. By the time she was in front of the locker Lindsay was in, Megan had scurried off to class taking all her books with her. Derek eyed Ally as she approached. "Puckerman," he spat. "Derek, it's a pleasure to see you again." A smile worked it's way onto her face. "You know," she began. "I don't think I've ever seen you take a girl down so quickly. Impressive." "Impressive? Really? You think so?" "Oh, I do. After all, only true dickheads would gang up on a girl six-to-one and shove her into a locker. Especially after she had been slammed by steroid junkie over here." She had looked around the group of men. They towered over her by a few inches and were greater in size, but she was no weakling. Ally smirked and leaned against the locker to the right of the one Lindsay was in. "Steroid junkie?! Why I ought to--"His fist came down, straight for her face. Ally jerked herself to the left, not even flinching as his fish came near and made contact with the metal. "Oh, come on babe. You're going to have to do better than that." He took another swing, which she avoided. She ducked and worker her way behind him. He turned around, and Ally responded by jabbing her books into his stomach, causing him to double over. She smirked and spun around while she brought her foot up, doing a long-spinning kick. She could felt her foot make contact with him before she saw or heard it. He stumbled backwards and into the group of jocks he was with, still shocked from the impact and not bothering to continue. "You know, you have a thick head. Even for someone your size." Her words resulted in a death glare from him and he walked away with the other guys.

She went to the locker and called to Lindsay in a sharp tone, "Back up or watch the fuck out." Ally swung her elbow into the locker with enough force to knock it open. Once the locker swung open she walked off to her first class, not bothering to stick around to exchange words. It was time for the day to begin with her least favorite subject, English.