I don't usually look at girls who walk through the hallway. I may sometimes check out Santana when she sashays down the hall with the god-blessed short cheerleader skirts. But, I really don't. It's not the most normal thing for the Puckerman. It was today. The day where she caught my eye. She is one of those bitchy head cheerleaders but I could tell that inside she was the most fragile and cute girl. The thought that raced my head was, I need that. I didn't have that needy feeling where I would like seduce her, but the feeling of: She's love. She was one of Santana's best friends. I saw her all the time because Cheerios practice and football practice were on the same field, but I never saw her this way. I lean against the locker and in a second Santana walks up to me.

"Hey, Puckerman." she smirks.

"'Sup, Santana." I nod my head up. "Who's the girls you've been walking with?"

"Britt-Britt and Q." she replies proudly. I raise my eyebrows. "Brittany and Quinn Fabray."

"Mhm..." I smile sheepishly. "Why aren't you with them right now?"

"Ugh," Santana rolls her eyes. "Brittany went off to chase Jacob and pet his gay hair and Quinn ran off to start, like, making out with her boyfriend."

It's like my hope just shatters right there. "What boyfriend?"

"Finn Hudson. Isn't he your friend?" Santana stares at her nails.

Hell no! I wouldn't give up. People who have their eyes caught by someone, stick to them! It was by chance that Ms. Quinn Fabray caught my eyes and isn't it when you have a feeling, you should try to embrace it? This just happened but I already know I won't give up. I don't want to hurt my friendship with Finn, though. I'll have to do something. I wanted her to be fill in the missing piece in my life.

This was love at first sight and I'm not letting it slip away like butter.