As Puck left the home economics room, he couldn't help but glance back at Quinn one last time. He was already out of earshot, but he saw that she said something Finn. What it was, he didn't know. He sighed and ran his fingers through his mohawk, wishing that there was something he could do to help her out. She was his baby mama. He loved her. When he told her that she hadn't been just another hook up, he meant it and he wanted to do anything he possibly could to prove that to her. But it didn't look like he was going to be given the chance, despite that mind blowing kiss. He had to smirk at the memory as he made his way to the locker room. It was a good feeling knowing that there was some part of him held a sway over one Quinn Fabray.

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Quinn took a deep breath as she looked at Finn, not really sure how she wanted to go about this. She didn't know if she should tell him then that the baby wasn't his. As he approached, her eyes opened and she looked at him. "Finn...I'm breaking up with you." There. The words were out there. Quinn resisted the urge to bite her bottom lip as silence fell over them, not really sure what she could do or say at the current moment to make things a little less tense, a little less awkward. Her shoulders straightened out and she stood a little bit taller as she thought about the reasons why she was doing this. It would better for the both of them this way. She knew it and deep down, she was sure that Finn knew it too.

"Why?"

That was a question that held so many answers. Answers that Quinn wasn't sure she was ready to give just yet. But she knew that she had to give her first love something to go off of. "Because I'm not in love with you," she stated. It was as simple as that. Well, okay, maybe not really, but it was what she had to give him right now. Still, the conflicted look upon his face made her want to say more. So she said the one thing she'd been dreading all along. "The baby isn't yours, Finn."

The look on his face would have been enough to have her flinching backwards if she hadn't already looked away. Quinn didn't want to see the disappointment or relief on his face, the way he would judge her. "I cheated on you. And I would say that it was a mistake, but I think my relationship with you has been a mistake. I'm sorry." It was all she said before she hurried past him and out of the home economics room. She needed to change and what was more important was that she needed to find Puck. She had to tell him that she broke up with Finn. She had to tell him just what that kiss had done to her. There was so much to say and she felt like there was so little time to do it.

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What it was that urged Quinn to go into the boy's locker room, she'd never know. But when she was in there, she found the guy she'd been looking for. He didn't have a shirt on and she didn't bother to hide the fact that she was openly checking him out. Though she doubted he would care if she was. She began to bite her bottom lip and she was looking around after a moment, seeing if anyone else was around. The sound of a sigh had her eyes moving back to Puck and she had to smile before moving closer to him. "Hi." Her voice was soft, even a little shy as she waited for him to turn around. She watched the way the muscles in his back tensed as she spoke and she fidgeted once more.

He turned around and looked at her, making sure it was really her and he wasn't just hearing things. "Quinn...What are you doing in here?" His brows furrowed and he looked around again, as though wondering what on earth she'd be in here for. Finn wasn't here so it didn't make sense. "You lost or something, babe?" He was teasing her and his eyes shown with mirth. But instead of getting some snarky, Quinn reply, he found his arms full with her and her lips were pressed to his once again. He blinked a few times, but it didn't take a genius to figure out what to do. His arms wrapped around her waist and he kissed her back with unbridled passion, forgetting that he was shirtless for the time being.

Puck pulled back after a moment and blinked a few times. "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" A light blush graced the Ice Queen's cheeks and she pulled back. "I broke up with Finn." The words were soft and Puck wasn't sure that he'd heard her correctly. He blinked a few times and scratched the back of his head. "Really," he asked, voice quiet and unsure. Quinn's eyes met his own and she nodded her head. "Why?" That was the second time she'd been asked that within the last hour. It was something she knew she had to answer and even though she knew how to answer it, she wasn't really sure how Puck would take it. "Can we go somewhere that doesn't reek of B.O. and talk about it?"