Quinn Fabray held her books tightly to her chest as she shoved past the high schoolers littering the halls. She looked around and almost immediatly regretted it because Finn caught her eye and he sauntered over to her side. "Hey Quinn. Listen I was wondering if you wanted to maybe go see a movie tomorrow night." Finn said and matched his pace with hers. Quinn knew he was going to ask her that since the past few weeks he was always pestering her, even when she was still with...Sam. That name caused a lump to rise in her throat and a sharp pain shoot in her stomach. The heartbreak was almost unbearable especially since he got with Santana after. She missed her Sam that always was suppose to be hers and not Santanas. "So?" Finn said as he brought her back to reality. "Uhhh...I can't." Quinn replied and hurried away from him in hopes of him finally leaving her alone. She did get away from him, but unfortunatly she bumped into the hard chest that she recognized instinctavily without even looking up at his sand colored hair or those unmistakable green eyes that were so indescribable. She pulled her eyes from her feet and met his beautiful stare. "Better watch where youre going. Don't want you to get hurt." Sam said and sent her a fake friendly smile. Quinn smiled faintly and moved away towards her class. It took all she had in her to keep from looking back at him so she didn't see that he stared after her with wanting to match her own hunger inside.

Sam Evans tried to manuever his eyes away from her as she walked alone down the hall without him at herside to hold her books or take her hand. Yes he did miss her like crazy, but he was with Santana which he didn't even know why. Finn wanted Quinn and betrayed him by kissing her when Quinn was suppose to be his. HIS! Sam's heart belonged her and no one else. Not even Santana. He turned and walked the opposite way of his heart, to his locker where Quinn usually stood waiting for him in between classes. Now as he opened his locker alone and switched out his books, he could'nt help but look at the empty space where she should have been standing, making him laugh. Santana's voice broke his train of thought as she rubbed his back. The gesture sent shivers down his back, and they weren't good ones. However, Santana took it as a good thing and smiled as he shut his locker and turned towards her. "Hey sexy. I didn't see you this morning. Where were you?" She purred and traced Sam's stomach that was covered by a tight black tshirt. "I had to get to class." He said and pulled away as she tried to kiss him. "What is wrong with you lately!" Santana demanded and Sam just shrugged. "I'm just not feeling it anymore. There is no chemistry at all." Sam stated and walked off leaving Santana with her eyes wide and mouth gaping open. Puck passed Santana and laughed before saying, "You better close that mouth Santana, some little boys will get alittle too excited." Santana gave him daggers and stomped off while Puck walked the opposite way, chuckling to himself.