"I know you love me. I know you care.

Just shout whenever, and I'll be there.

You are my love. You are my heart.

And we will never, ever, ever be apart."

"So..?"

"So.. what?"

"Come on, Quinn."

She knew she shouldn't. She loved Finn. She loves Finn... but he's with Rachel. He's always with Rachel. It's always about Rachel. Somebody finally wanted her first. Somebody finally chose Quinn Fabray, so why would she pass that up?

"Sure Sam. I'd love to out with you." She gave her false, yet still believable, smile and they walked down the hall. She knew she shouldn't lead him on. She knew what she was doing was wrong. But nothing's wrong with feeling loved, right?

Someone was willing to love her. Yeah, some people may think she's a bitch, but she's not. Quinn's and scared and she knows it. She could fall in love with Sam, possibly. Hopefully. It couldn't hurt to try.

"Pick me up at 7." She kissed him on the cheek and went into the bathroom to cry until the day ended.