A/N: I've had this whole idea processing in my head for a while now since my birthday back in May when my dad got me the season 1 DVDs of Glee. Basically this is my redo of season one, with some of the same things that happened in the show, and some that totally didn't. Some of the lines used by certain people might be the same or pretty close to the same sometimes too because I liked them. Sam and Blaine are a part of this story, things all tie in. Hopefully you guys like it :) –Kay.

Chapter 1-

Quinn stared down at the little pink plus sign. It was like it was mocking her. It was only two months into sophomore year, she was fifteen years old, captain of the Cheerios, dating the star quarterback. She was on top of the world, this couldn't be happening, not to her. She shook the plastic stick again and blinked a few times, thinking that maybe that might change the result or stop her from seeing the nightmarish vision in front of her, but obviously it didn't. There was no changing this one. She was pregnant, Quinn Fabray was pregnant. And it wasn't even with her dope of a boyfriend's baby. Of course, that was something that she wasn't going to admit to. Being pregnant at this age was bad enough, knowing everything she was going to lose once other people found out about it. She wasn't losing her boyfriend on top of that, not when in a couple months he was going to be all she had left –well that and that stupid glee club she had joined only to make sure Manhands kept away from her man. A small part of her felt bad. Finn was innocent, and being completely honest with herself, he was a moron. She was going to be taking advantage of that by telling him she was pregnant with his baby. It wasn't like she could tell him what really happened anyway.

Volunteering to be a counselor at a two month long summer camp for community service hours had seemed like a good plan. She supposed just because of the current circumstance she couldn't really call the idea of going to the camp a bad one, just her decision while she was at the camp was. She wasn't the only student from McKinley that had volunteered, though most avoided it. It was something that her parents recommended her to do too, something that would look good for the church they went to when they could brag about her volunteer work on top of her being head Cheerio and president of the celibacy club. Sam Evans had volunteered too. Ironically enough he even went to her church. He'd just moved to Lima the year before and she barely knew much about the guy other than the fact that he went to church, played football, and had a huge mouth. She hoped in this case it was just a literal huge mouth and not a figurative one. If he went around telling people that they had slept together at camp her life would be over. Though, when she thought about it, Sam really didn't seem like the type of guy to go around broadcasting that sort of thing. Especially when he knew she was dating Finn, and Finn was his teammate on the football team.

The blonde's breath shook as she felt threatening tears sting her eyes. Fifteen years old and pregnant. It kept repeating in her head. A knock on the bathroom door made her jump nearly a foot in the air.

"Quinnie, you're going to be late for your morning Cheerios practice if you don't hurry." Her mother noted outside the door.

Cheerios practice sounded about as appealing as putting her face to a lit stove at the moment. Especially after having spent the last half hour throwing up and then taking a pregnancy test that mentally she had probably already known the answer to. She wrapped the test up in enough tissue to hide it in the trashcan and took a few deep breaths and she washed her hands, then tightened her blonde ponytail. She took one last look at her reflection, running her hand down over her currently flat stomach in her Cheerios uniform, then stepped out of the bathroom. She grabbed her book bag and her Cheerios bag, said her goodbyes to her parents, then went out to her red Mini Cooper. The gift from her father seemed like some kind of saving grace today. She couldn't imagine having to sit in the car on the drive to school with either one of her parents this morning. As it was, going to Cheerios practice wasn't going to help her feel any better either. At least her drive to school gave her a little bit of time to think.

She wouldn't tell anyone but Finn, and she would be telling Finn it was his baby. But how? She had been holding out on Finn for the whole four months that they'd been dating. They'd only been dating a month before she hooked up with Sam, but that was beside the point. Just last month they'd been making out in the hot tub and he'd… well he'd pulled a Finn. If she worded her explanation right he would totally believe it. He was that naïve as sad as it was. Until she had the guts to blurt it out to him, she would just avoid him. Even at school. That was her plan, and as she pulled into her normal parking spot in the student parking lot at school, she decided it was a good one. Santana and Brittany were waiting for her at the front of the school like they usually did. She forced a smile toward them and they smiled back. She'd gotten good at faking things.

"So get this, Coach Sylvester called off practice but she said if she finds out that if any of us go home to get some more sleep then come back she'll kick us out." Santana said, clearly displeased.

"She likes it when I sleep though, she says its better." Brittany noted.

Santana and Quinn shared a look and chose not to dignify that statement with a comment. Quinn was a little more than irritated that after everything she'd already dealt with that morning, she was stuck just sitting at school doing nothing for an extra hour and a half before classes even started. It would be at least a half hour before there was even anyone on campus for her to sneer and make rude comments at. The football team was probably around. Both the Cheerios and them had morning practices nearly every day lately.

"Is the football team here?" she asked Santana.

The Latina nodded, "Yeah, but Coach Tenaka didn't even show up, so they're all just kinda wandering around too. Your Frankenteen was looking for you about twenty minutes ago, but he's probably drooling on the locker room floor by now." She shrugged.

Quinn laughed lightly, feigning actually finding humor in the statement. She wasn't going out of her way to find Finn. The fact that he was looking for her normally would have had her going to find him right away, but not today. Today was all about avoiding him until she absolutely couldn't anymore.

"Yo Lopez!"

All three girls turned at the sound of Noah Puckerman's voice from across the parking lot. It was no secret that something was going on between Puck and Santana. Most times they were dating, but the key word there was most. This morning it didn't look that way based on the way Santana folded her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes at his approach.

"Is there any reason you're coming over here to make my morning worse?" she sneered at him.

Puck chuckled with a smirk, "I see the Ice Princess is in full reign today." He let his eyes move over to Brittany and Quinn, "Pierce. Fabray."

Quinn grimaced and nodded at him. She glanced over her shoulder once then faced forward again. It was going to be one of those 'looking over the shoulder' days. Whether it was because of Finn or Sam or even Coach Sylvester.

"You're looking a little green Fabray." Puck pointed out, making a face.

The blonde felt her stomach turn at the comment, the sickness that was apparently already clear on her face hitting her stomach. She muttered some lie about how she had had some bad eggs for breakfast and took off in the direction of the hallway, looking for a trashcan. Unfortunately the closest one was the one right in between the boy's and girl's locker rooms. She groaned as her stomach finished emptying itself again. This already sucked more than she thought it would, and that was saying something.

"Quinn?"

Her eyes widened and she stood up straighter almost immediately. Sam looked at her with a mixture of confusion and concern on his face. She hadn't said more than two words to him since that night at camp. Sure, they saw each other every day in the halls, then with football and Cheerios, not to mention glee club –since he'd decided to join that too- they even saw each other most Sundays at church, but she never took the time to talk to him. In fact most times she even avoided making eye contact or being alone with him. Now was definitely the worst time possible for them to run into each other on their own.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked, taking a step closer to her.

She stumbled a step back. "Yeah, fine. Flu." She muttered quickly before turning away from him and hurrying back down the hall the way she'd come.

Brittany was standing there by herself now and Quinn kinked a brow in question.

"Where's Santana?" she asked.

Brittany shrugged, "Puck said something about hockey and tonsils. What's a tonsil Quinn?"

Quinn rolled her eyes. She didn't explain anything to Brittany, just shook her head a little bit. Leave it to Puck and Santana to go off and have a make out session an hour before school even started.

The day seemed to go agonizingly slow, but that could have had something to do with the nerves making work in Quinn's stomach. Luckily she hadn't thrown up anymore, it seemed that for the moment the whole morning sickness thing had actually stuck to the morning for now. Avoiding Finn was difficult, especially in Spanish class which they had together, her sitting in the seat directly behind him. She had managed to convince Mr. Schue that her eyes were bothering her today so she needed to sit closer so that she could actually see the board to get out of being in that seat and in questioning area the whole period. It was odd not talking to Finn, she was so used to being on his arm all the time. She wouldn't put it passed Rachel to be all over the fact that she wasn't around for the day. Rachel would be the last of her worries once she told Finn about the pregnancy. It wasn't until it came time for the last period of the day –glee club- that Quinn couldn't avoid him anymore. He cut her off at the door, pulling her off around the corner where they weren't too many people.

"What gives, you've been avoiding me all day." He said.

She bit her lip and looked passed him down the hall at some of the other passerby. She knew she wouldn't have been able to avoid him for an entire day, but she hadn't exactly planned out how she was going to tell him this either. Her eyes stung, filling with tears that she tried to blink away at first, then decided would actually help her case. Proving her point, Finn's face automatically changed from annoyed to concerned.

"What's wrong? If I did something I'm sorry." He noted.

"I'm pregnant." She blurted out, letting the tears fall freely now.

Finn's jaw hung open and he gaped at her for a moment. She turned her head and sniffled.

"My- Mine?" he stammered.

"Of course! Who else's would it be?" she replied.

"But.. but we didn't even do anything!" he argued.

This was where what she had thought up about the hot tub that morning was going to come into play.

"Last month. The hot tub? Apparently the water temperature helps sperm travel." She cried.

"Oh my god, oh my- what.. what are you gonna do? You're not gonna-"

She shook her head slowly, looking down at the floor. More tears rolled down her cheeks and she sniffled again.

"I-I really thought that I had everything, Cheerios, popularity, a shot at getting out of this place." A sob broke out as her voice cracked and she let herself lean forward so her head was against Finn's chest.

Finn's arms wrapped around her loosely. Based on the last glance she'd gotten at his face, he was still definitely in shock. Who wouldn't be though? She let herself cry against his chest for another minute before they both stood up straighter at the sound of Mr. Schuester calling them to come into glee club. The teacher's face took on a look of confused concern when he noticed Quinn wiping her eyes and the scared expression that seemed stuck on Finn's face. She quickly did her best to push it off as nothing, putting a smile on her face and looking up at Finn who grimaced down at her. They walked passed Mr. Schue into the choir room, both holding on tightly to each other's hands. Everyone's eyes were on them as they walked into the room, Finn with a new kind of lost look in his eyes, Quinn with her slightly smeared eye makeup and lightly pinked nose.

Sam's brow furrowed, Quinn noticed, as he looked at them. He kept his eyes on her for a moment and surprisingly she let her eyes stay connected with his. He mouthed the words 'You okay?' and she looked away, squeezing tighter onto Finn's hand. Sam could stay confused for now. He wasn't going to know anything about all of this anyway.