Quinn was sitting on her bed, flipping through an old issue of Seventeen.
She began humming to herself when suddenly there was a knock on her bedroom door.
"Quinnie, are you in there?"
"Yes, Mom," She said as she closed her magazine and sat up.
"You have a visitor."
"Let them up."
A short while later her door slowly creaked open.
"Knock, knock."
A blonde boy walked through the door, shutting it quietly behind him.
"Hey."
Quinn jumped up and wrapped her arms around Sam.
"Hi, Baby."
The boy smiled and then kissed her cheek.
"I decided to come by since you didn't sound very happy from your last text."
Quinn bit the corner of her lip.
"I don't know. I guess I just have a lot on my mind," she said hesitantly.
"Like what?"
The taller blonde pulled Quinn down onto his lap as he sat on the bed.
The girl nuzzled her nose into her boyfriend's neck.
"We have nationals for glee and the Cheerios, I have to keep my GPA high, and Puck won't leave me alone. I'm just so stressed!"
"Just calm down. Everything is going to be alright" Quinn began fidgeting, "Just give it some ti-"
"Sam," the girl's voice was barely audible, "I-I'm pregnant."
Quinn broke down and began crying.
Sam lifted his girlfriend's head up to face his.
He had a huge smile on his face.
"I'm going to be a dad?"