Junior Year

54

Quinn took her seat in Spanish class and smiled at Puck. She was happy to see him and the rest of her friends, and she felt more relief now that they knew why she had been acting so strange.

"Let's continue working on the future tense conjugations." Mr. Schue said.

"Noah Puckerman, please report to my office." Principal Figgins' voice said on the intercom.

Puck looked at Quinn.

Quinn nodded slowly, silently promising that she would back him up.

"Go ahead, Puck." Mr. Schue said.

Puck slowly stood up and gathered his things. He gave Quinn another look before walking out of the classroom.

Quinn couldn't focus at all during class. She didn't want Puck getting in trouble, but she also didn't want Sam getting in trouble.

Mr. Schue ended the lesson early and let the class have the remaining ten minutes to themselves.

"Do you think Puck's gonna get in trouble?" Rachel questioned everyone.

"No." Santana said as she looked at Quinn.

Quinn bit her lip. "I have to talk to Sam."

"Are you crazy?" Finn asked. "No way."

"He's hasn't been himself lately and I wanna know what changed." Quinn stated. "I'm gonna talk to him at lunch and get him to leave me alone."

"I don't think that's a good idea." Finn said.

"For once, I agree with Gravyboat over here." Santana muttered.

"I have to at least try." Quinn said.

Finn looked at Santana.

"If you're gonna talk to him, you have to do it in the choir room and let me and Finn wait in the hall." Santana told Quinn.

"Fine." Quinn said. "Santana, you can wait in the hall. Finn, I want you keeping Noah as far from the choir room as possible during lunch."

"I can do that." Finn nodded.

"What about me?" Rachel wondered.

"Find Olivia and have lunch with her." Quinn shrugged. "The more attention we draw to this, the more likely we'll get into trouble."

Rachel nodded as the bell rang.

"I'll text you guys before lunch." Quinn promised as she walked out of the classroom. She headed down the hall, pausing when she saw Sam. "Hey, Sam."

"Hey." Sam grinned.

"Meet me in the choir room at lunch?" Quinn said. "We should talk."

Sam nodded. "Sure."

Quinn nodded back as she headed to her next class.