lorenzo adams

anyone who knew zoe puckerman knew she didn’t stop until she got what she wanted, and in this case, she wanted answers. from renzo. “lorenzo adams,” zoe snapped, kicking the toe of her boot against his door. “if you don’t open this fucking door right now, i-” as if on cue, the door opened to reveal the man in question. “hi,” she sighed, undeniably happy to see him alive. another thing that still left her dumbfounded on a daily basis. “oh please,” she laughed whilst throwing herself down on his bed. “you’d be fucking lucky to let those freshman think we used to bang. i’m out of your league, adams,” their playful banter was clearly one of the things that stayed the same. “where were you? you missed class.”

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renzo rolled his eyes at her quick transition from soft to snark. this crazy girl really must have thought something was wrong. “get out of here, i bring tens back to this dorm room okay!” he teased. he dug through his closet and threw on a sweatshirt before plopping down on the bed beside her. he scratched the back of his neck at her question. “i didn’t even tell dr. burman...so i wasn’t really planning on telling you to be honest.” he said with a shrug. for a moment he thought he was gonna tell her the truth...but he knew zoe wouldn’t be a big fan of him basically playing father for his own dad. “i just was hungover this morning. i got some coffee and shit instead of going to class.” he spat out with a shrug. 

NESSA: be a smart ass, see how far that gets u

NESSA: yeah wbk

NESSA: is this how u flirt?

RENZO: don't act like u don't like it :P

NESSA: okay what fucking century are u living in?

NESSA: "studying" doesn't mean studying

NESSA: but good, looking fwd to it

NESSA: do u need a ride?

RENZO: i'm from the century where people say what they fucking mean 😬

RENZO: i've been wanting to study with you for a long time though, highkey.

NESSA: hey

NESSA: wyd tomorrow after school?

NESSA: wanna come over and study w me?

RENZO: you're fucking crazy hahaha

RENZO: all of your friends are smarter than me.

who: renzo adams (mentions of: @zoepuckerman , @theobeiste , @bentleylynn , the gleeks. where: choir room when: tuesday, march 2nd, 2020

Renzo stood outside the choir room playing games on his phone, wearing an oversized black tee and ripped skinny jeans. Theo and Zoe walked past and looked at each other before directing their attention to him. “Yo Adams, dumpster is that way.” Theo teased as they walked by. Renzo simply stuck up a middle finger, not even looking up from his phone. 

there were a couple of positives about being forced to join the new directions for a week. 1.) he got to spend quality time with his favorite therapist miss lj. 2.) he got to do vocal warmups the week leading up to his audition, which was dank as hell. 3.) he randomly bonded with some of the band kids while ignoring dan and ended up getting some of them to back him up for his audition. and 4.), the most important positive of them all, he got to see austin palpably uncomfortable everyday. he stepped onto the stage significantly more confidently than he did the night of his into the woods audition. 

RENZO HAD A POINT. the other guys who even eyed being goalie were shit and without renzo, the team would probably have a losing streak rather than a winning one. austin wasn’t going to tell him that though, so instead he scoffed, ignoring the statement from renzo though. he was hoping that this was over and done with before things got nasty, but renzo just had to open his mouth. austin groaned, and turned to look at the other, “fucking christ, adams, do you ever shut up?” he asked, “i wasn’t gonna kill schue, untwist your panties.” austin murmured, then explained, “he was just testing me. kinda like you are right now. so think about your next words carefully, and decide if it’s worth it.” then again, he turned to his locker, blood still boiling. if renzo started something, he’d fight back, but he wasn’t looking to get into two different fights in the span of two months.

renzo stared back at austin. “you’re right, it’s not fucking worth it.” renzo said gently, before grabbing austin and clocking him in the face. the whole locker room roared with energy. naturally, austin fought back. for the next couple of moments they were savages, beating each other senseless. The rest of the hockey team crowded around them recording and egging them on. What separated the crowd succinct “Hey!” as Coach Evans and Coach Tinsley walked into the locker-room and pulled the duo apart. Next thing they knew, Austin and Renzo were sat in the principal’s office face to face with Remington. He had one question: “what the hell is going on?”. renzo shot an annoyed look at austin. “i want to hear what the captain has to say.” he jabbed.

WHO THE FUCK WAS LORENZO ADAMS? as far as austin was concerned, he was just another nobody who was getting way too much attention from the mckinley student body. “oh shut the fuck up man.” he scoffed, stepping up to renzo. with a palpable tension, austin flexed his fingers down at his side just in case he need to start swinging. staring the other down, he began, “do i need to remind you who the fuck is captain?” he asked rhetorically, “or do you wanna take schue’s place and get checked hard as hell next practice?” austin threatened, in a near whisper, making his point clear. finally, he added, “or i could just slushie you next time i see you in the hall, there’s a lot of fucking ways this can go, and you win in none of them adams, so fuck off, and stop acting like some hero. nobody cares.” and with that, he pushed past renzo bumping him with his shoulder, and headed to his gym locker.

>:(

renzo smiled as austin got in his face. he’d been doing pretty good not getting into fights this schoolyear. he knew his mom was pretty proud. he knew she would be less proud if she smacked that smug look off of austin’s face. “fuck me up if you want to, shithead. you and i both know i’m the only decent fucking goalie on this team.” he said, eyeing the other lackeys in the locker room. “so if i lose you lose, bitch.” he scoffed. he watched as austin walked over to his locker and chuckled to himself. “quick question though...what kinda captain beats the shit out of one of his teammates? what the fuck were you gonna do if i didn’t pull you off, huh? kill the fucking kid?” he responded, stepping closer to austin. 

😑

Renzo was a fucking idiot. But he was one of Michael’s favorite idiots. None of their bickering or roasting was real. It was just fun and stupid, and it kept the two of them laughing non-stop whenever they were together. “I missed your egg head looking ass too,” he responded with a shrug. That was as close as Michael was ever going to seriously admit to missing someone whose name wasn’t Otto, or wasn’t one of his parents. “You did fucking what?” Michael questioned, letting out a laugh. Alright, maybe he was wrong. Clearly, Renzo did have some exciting shit going on in his life. “Does she know you banged her sister?” He asked, lowering his voice to match Renzo’s. This was obviously not information he wanted spreading around the garage and Michael could respect that. “Do you like her kid sister or were you just fucking around? Either way, can I come to your funeral when she kills you? Zoe’s obviously crazy.”

>:/

renzo shrugged. somehow zoe found out. he told lj that fucking family shared everything with each other. “it just happened, man. i think i give off like this...so charming aroma or some shit when i’m drunk. i hook up at every party and she was there ya know.” he said with a shrug. not that he didn’t like noah, she was cool. definitely cooler than her crazy sister. “everyone keeps saying that but i don’t think zoe would kill me. i think she’s one of those “some fates are worse than death” ass bitches. she’s gonna pull some fucking brujeria on me or some shit.” he said as he popped out from Michael’s hood. 

😑

Michael knew he should have expected some bullshit from Renzo. They weren’t having a real conversation if they weren’t roasting each other back and forth. He didn’t expect his friend to come out swinging right out of the gate like that though. He burst into laughter as he shook his head, taking in the playful gut punch from Renzo. “You are the stupidest mother fucker I have ever met in my life. So fucking dumb,” he retorted, watching as Renzo started messing around with his car. Renzo wasn’t completely wrong. It had been a minute since they hung out. “Just say you fucking miss me and let’s move on with this shit,” he teased, walking over to stand near his car. He was still going to hang back and let Renzo do his thing since he knew absolutely nothing about fixing cars. “Alright. So, we’ve covered that I’ve got a girl and you’re forever alone. The fuck else you been up to, loser?”

!!!

Renzo smirked as Michael berated him. The big lug was probably the only person who could talk to him like that without getting a venomous mouthful (or even a fistful) back. as he fucked around beneath mike’s hood he shot him a cheeky look. “yes i missed your muscular green bean ass. i’m man enough to say it.” he teased. when the tables turned and michael was looking for an update on renzo’s life...he froze a bit. he realized the only one he had confided in lately was lj. his voice got a little bit quiet, knowing that max was related to the people he was about to talk shit about. “i kinda popped zoe’s sister’s cherry.” he said with a shrug. “which sucks cuz after talking with theo i think the beef was mellowing out a bit. barbie kinda hates me again i think.” he said with a shrug.