Author's Note: Wow, I got great feedback on chapter one of Beautiful Soul! Thanks so much! Omg I have so much drama planned, so stay tuned ;)

Finn and Rachel were walking through the hallway of lockers at McKinley and holding hands. "I just loved our summer, didn't you? It reminded me so much of Oliva Newton John and John Travolta in Grease. But, I hope you won't diss me trying to act cool in front of your friends, like John Travolta's character, Danny, did," Rachel babbled on.

"Course not," Finn smiled, putting up with Rachel's non-stop talking.

"Thinking about Grease reminded me of the time when I tried to dress like Sandy at the end of Grease, and you came over my house. I was trying to win you over, and you told me-"

"Yea, Rachel, I remember," Finn answered, wanting to shut Rachel up. "But it doesn't matter, we're together now, and I'm happy about that." He squeezed her hand.

Rachel smiled. "I'm happy too. I mean, not only do I really like you, but we'd be the perfect couple to billboard for a Broadway show." Finn just laughed, secretly hoping it was a joke and he wouldn't have to be on Broadway and have the possibility of wearing tights, or a skirt, or tighty whiteys.

Puck walked into the cold, quiet library, seeing Quinn doing homework at one of the tables. He smiled and walked over to sit next to her. "Sup?" he asked, scooting his chair next to hers.

"Work," Quinn retorted, not taking her eyes off writing in her notebook.

"What's up with all these one word responses?"

"Whatever there was to say, I've already said it." Before Puck could answer, Quinn heard her Blackberry ring to All the Right Moves. She answered with a, "Hello?"

"Quinn! You've gotta help me!" Quinn's mother screamed. She could hear crying in the background.

"What mom?"

"The baby doesn't like me! Come over, she wants you! Please!"

"Ok, ok, I'll be right over." Quinn hung up, reached for her books and stood up from her chair. Before she could grab her books, Puck stood up and handed them to her.

"What baby?" he asked.

"Nosy much?" Quinn reacted, taking her books from him.

"You might wanna think about turning down the volume on your phone. What baby could want you that your mom had to take care of?"

Quinn rolled her eyes. "My mom had a baby genius. It's nobody else's baby."

"Then why does he, or she, or it, want you?"

"I'm her big sister, why shouldn't she want me?"

"Wait…I thought your mom and dad split."

Quinn shrugged. "She hooked up with some other guy."

"Ok…" Puck said, suspicious, still eyeing Quinn. "Do you need help?"

"I'm good."

"It sounded pretty crazy over there. And remember, we make a pretty good team," Puck smiled, recalling their baby sitting adventures.

"You're funny," Quinn said sarcastically. As she started to leave, Puck grabbed her arm. Quinn turned to face him, her blue eyes gazing into his brown.

"Listen," he started, "I'm having some real trouble in English. By the looks of it over there, you seemed to know what you were doing."

"Well, I want to major in English next year."

"Exactly. That's why, I was wondering, if you wanted to tutor me?"

Quinn stood there, unsure of what to say. She bit her pick, lip glossed lips. "I don't think…" she started. "Last time we planned to do something like that, we ended up with a baby."

"It'd just be tutoring," Puck interrupted. "Besides, do it for my grade."

Quinn stuttered. "I-I guess…"

"Great. See ya then," Puck smiled. He let go of her arm, and left her standing alone at thecold, concrete library door. Quinn was wondering what just happened, she still wasn't sure if this whole thing was even a good idea.

Author's Note: It's gonna get better! :D