Chapter 2
"Listen, I need a date for prom or I won't win Prom Queen, and as seeing you don't have a date, you could easily go with me" I snap at Sam. He closes his locker and looks at me.
"Quinn, look. We tried this before. But you had to go and break up with me so you could be with Finn, then a month later he breaks up with you for Rachel. You had your chance with me. I was at your beck and call. But you went and blew it." Sam answers walking away.
"Don't you walk away from me! Listen, you're popularity is going down, maybe it's going slowly but still, you do this for me and you sky rocket back up. Especially if we win. Which we will." I reply walking behind him.
Sam turns around, "Okay. I'm done here. Have fun scrambling for a last minute date while the rest of us actually enjoy our prom." Sam says as the bell rings and he walks into his next class. I am left alone in the middle of the hallway.
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I can't believe I'm about to do this I think, standing in front of the glee club.
"Quinn, whenever you're ready" Mr. Schue tells me.
"Ok so as many as you know," I begin, "I'm running for Prom Queen and I don't have a date."
"Oh no" Sam interrupts. "Are you serious?" He asks me, thinning his eyes.
"Yes, yes I am. I need a date, and I just wanted any of you to know that if you wanna take me, you can. Anyone of you" I repeat looking at Finn.
There's utter silence in the room. I can just feel them judging me and all I can do is just sit down in a chair.
I sincerely think I blew my chances with Sam. He's really angry with me. All through glee he just wouldn't look at me. I'm screwed. I'm screwed, I'm screwed, I'm screwed. "Hey Quinn! Quinn, what's going on?" Santana asks me as both her and Brittany wraps their arms around one of mine. Thank God for them. All through everything their always there for me.
"Oh nothing. Ya know, just getting stretched thin," I answer, "I kinda have a crush on both Sam and Finn, but Sam hates me and Finn is taken by that dwarf. My mom is on me about becoming Prom Queen and I only have a week until the posters go up. I need a date."
"Quinn, you don't need a date to become Queen, I mean both Santana and I are single and we're both shoe-ins for Queen" Brittany says, leading me to my locker. "Well. Here's your stop. Good luck." Santana and Brittany both unwrap their arms, link pinkys and walk in the opposite direction.
"What's up with you" I hear from a voice behind me. I turn around and I see Sam
"Excuse me?" I snap ask him.
"You're acting like a complete psycho. You used to be so mellow and now you're getting up in front of 6 guys asking them to ask you to prom! That's so messed up!" He screams
"You have no idea what I'm going through so back the hell away." I snap.
"Okay. Okay. I'm gonna leave. But I'll say this. This isn't the real Lucy Quinn Fabray. But she's in there. I need you to contact her, and become her again." Sam says, then he walks away.
Even though he's insulted me a lot this past day, I'm more attracted to him than ever.
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Torn (A Quinn Fabray Story)
FanfictionQuinn Fabray thinks she's screwed when she doesn't have a date for Junior Prom. But when two boys ask her to their prom, she has to make a decision, while somethings from her past act like hurtles in her way.
