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"Quinn!" Finn Hudsen- captain and quarterback of the football team, called from across the halls of mckinley high. "Quinn, come on! I'm sorry... for whatever i did. Im still not quite sure, but please!" He ran and caught up with her, stopping her in her tracks. Staring into her hazely, light brown eyes, he catches a tear roll down her face. "Quinn, I'm so so sorry." He said pulling her into a hug,

"You don't even know why I'm crying, finn." Quinn whispers after wiping the tears off her face. "I know but i-" finn mumbled as quinn started walking again. "Quinn." Finn called. "Do you want to know why I'm crying? Do you really wanna know?" She whisper yelled in a croaky voice that gave finn the hint that she was about to cry again. "Yes." Finn grabs her hand and squeezes it enough for her to know that he'll be there no matter what.

Quinn takes a deep breath in and just manages to mumble, "I'm pre-preg-pregnant." before completely breaking down again.

Finn Hudson's breathing seemed to stop that exact moment. He was a daddy. A daddy. At sixteen. "My baby?" Finn finally managed to spit out quietly enough so that nobody else could hear. "Of course, finn." Quinn nervously said. Quinn knew it wasnt finn's. It was puck's. She hadnt had the heart to tell him the truth. He was the most perfect boyfriend she could ask for, yet she wounded up in the same bed as puckerman, naked. By no accident. She likes to think that she was drunk to cure the guilt stabbing her heart, but inside she knew that she was at least 80% sober and she knew exactly what her and puck were doing,

"But we never did it." Finn says, confused. " the hot tub." Quinn says before walking into her next class and takingna seat next to puck. Stupid seating charts. It goes by the first letter of your first name, and quinn found herself lucky when puck refused to be called noah. Quinn sits down, tensed up. She glances at puck right next to her and sees his sketching... something, when he quickly drops his pencil and rotates his head to face quinn.

"Hey there." Puck scrunches up the piece of paper and throws  it a few rows in front of him. Quinn opens up her book, staring intensely at it to trick puck into thinking she were actually studying. "Quinn." Puck says, kind of annoyed. "Quiiinnn." He repeats. "Quiiiii-,"

"What fuckerman" she spat, making him lean back in his seat and take a deep breath before he began talking again.
"Well, you see, you weren't here yesterday"
"I know"
"and basically what you missed was we had to work with our partners, which is you and me-,"
"I know puck."
"Well what you dont know is that we have to make a diorama on the old times when shit happened that i wouldnt know because i dont pay attention in class. So basically im depending on you to get it done by next week."

Quinn pulls out the earphones puck had just shoved in his ear. "Do i look like someone who would enjoy doing work for you that you were supposed to help me with? Just in case you came up with some absurd answer like of course, no, i infact dont enjoy carrying people to the finish line. So youre going to help me with this. So i dont care if you have some stupid hook up today. Cancel it. We're working on this project later at my house. Ill be waiting be there. Be there are 5." Quinn demanded.

"Well actually i dont plan my hookups but,"
"But thats not the point. If you dont show up by 5:30 i will personally go to your house and cut that tiny penis of yours off, good luck gettting girls to fuck you without them. Even when you you get them drunk." Quinn rolls her eyes. Mrs Evans rushes into the room, almost fifteen minutes late. Everyone groans. It was an unspoken rule that the teachers must be in class at least less than fifteen minutes after the bell indicating the class to start goes. In any circumstance that theyre not, free period for all students.

.........

"EVERYONE! Welcome to glee club auditions. I'm just going to call your name and when i do, tell Brad what song you wanna sing and go right a head! Ok first is Quinn Fabray!" Mr schuester announces, jaws dropping at the sound of me taking the stage. Though it was no secret, since everyone saw her name at the top of the sign up sheet, probably when they were all lining up to sign up for cheerios.

Quinn hands her sheet music to brad the piano man her sheet music to 'time of my life'. "Actually, mr schue, iwas wondering if i could audition with britney and santana?" Quinn asked. "Sure."

Britney and santana jump out of their seats in the auditorium and run to the stage. Quinn starts singing as britney amd santana back her up and dance. Once they finish, the room fills with applause and screams, mostly from quinn's fangirls and the rest of the cheerios.

"Thank you ladies, welcome to the team! Next, Tina Cohen Chang!"

...

"Puck, youre up." Puck jumped up from the audience. All that was running through quinn's mind was NOAH puckerman? Wasn't glee club for the misfit people and quote, 'homo explosion'?

"Puck?" Santana raised her perfectly shaped brows. "As in NOAH puckerman?"

"You know it" puck said into the microphone.

"Actually no i dont know it. I know why im here, but why the fuck are you here. You sure as hell dont wanna join homo explosion as you called it so if you add two plus two and figure out how many seconds berry over there can keep her mouth open for, that equals you're only joining glee club for some quinn fabray who we all know you have a crush on and FINN who by the way, should be listening, is dating. So before you waste your time singing, which probanly wont be that good, you should just walk out those doors because your only talent is taking girls' clothes off. And yes that includes mine but thats beside the point." Santana finished off her rant as quinn chuckles from in front of her.

"Uhh-"

"See you're not even denying your crush on quinn. She knows. We all been knew since third grade where you were actually somewhat unattractive but now that mohawk of yours kind of chases girl's off. No womder why you always come running back."

"Shut up santana." Finn says annoyed. "Let the poor boy sing already."

...

"Hey." Quinn walks up to puck who is sitting at the back of his brown, torn down ute that will probably break the moment quinn sits down. Quinn takes a seat next to him and starts swinging her legs.

"If this is about what sanatana said, she's lying." Puck defends himself. Quinn chuckles under her breath. She never, in their twelve years of knowing each other, had seen puck this serious about anything. She couldnt help but laugh. Puck looks up to see quinn laughing uncontrollably. He puts her arm around her and squeezes her. They didnt have moments like this very often, but when they did, both thoroughly enjoyed it and never want it to end. She lays her head on his shoulder and says, "did finn tell you yet?" With a tear rolling down her eye, knowing the horrible thing she had done. "Tell me what?"

Puck lets go of her and they both sit up straight. He looks her in the eye and sees a tear roll down her cheek. "I'm um... I... i um, i have to go." She says trying to jump off his ute.

A/n heyyooo you guys got to see some soft quinn and puck but the next chapter is gonna be really mess and um theyre probably going to fight a lot.

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