Puck didn't even bother with his own tie, hanging tied, but loose around his neck. This place looked crazy boring, but Puck knew better from his friendship with Blaine. Anyone like Blaine couldn't have survived if it was all work and no play, that was for sure.

"Do we have to... like, wear the uniform all the time?" Puck asked. "I kept waiting for them to hand me pajamas with a blazer or something." He could feel Blaine's questioning gaze, and refused to turn to look at him. He didn't want to answer those questions just yet. He wasn't ready to tell anyone what a prick he'd been at school and how he'd ended up at Dalton.