"Was he spying on us?" Sam asked. I propped myself up on my elbows and shrugged. Honestly, I had no idea what he was doing, but all I knew was that he was in trouble. Even if he was just passing by, he had no right to stare at me for kissing my boyfriend. Sam already noticed that I was getting upset and he placed his hand on my head, smoothing my hair out.

"Calm down babe, I'll ask him what's up today at practice, okay?" I laughed at this and put my hand on his face.

"He's my best friend, I'll ask him," Sam frowned when I said this, but I made that smile turn around when I leaned up and gave him a kiss. Oh yeah, that shut him up. He started to get too close to my hips, which you know, I don't dig that. I groaned and pushed him off.

"Sam, you know I don't like that!" I crossed my arms and frowned at him.

"Quinn…"
"I'll talk to you later Sam." I said, getting up and brushing off my Cheerio's uniform. He just gave an exasperated sigh and threw up his hands. He'd have to get used to that since we're dating now; if there is one thing that I don't do is put out. Sure, I'll kiss my boyfriend, but nothing below the belt. As president of the Celibacy club I have a reputation to upkeep.

I think the best thing about Finn is that, unlike everyone else, he doesn't tease me about my beliefs. Sam voiced that he hated when I didn't let him get further than a kiss, but I'm not giving my virginity up for some kid that I might not even stay with.

There were a ton of kids in the hallway; I was surprised at how Figgins didn't seem to care anymore. Once he and that one girl got together, he stopped being a good principal. Coach Sue insisted that she should take over, but the school board pretended that they didn't notice. Why, I'll never know.

And besides, it's none of my business, right? Looking over at a nearby wall-clock, I noted that it was just a few minutes before Gym. I frowned and started walking to the lockers. I love Gym, believe me, but I wasn't looking forward to seeing Finn, Rachel, and Santana. Brittany was cool, but Santana was starting to become hard to talk to.

I pushed open the large gym doors and frowned when all the boys were already out. But that isn't what made me upset; Finn wasn't here. Oh, great, so he spied on us while on his way to ditch. The annoyance was building when I opened the Girl's Locker-room, and I pretty much exploded when Santana opened her mouth.

"And here, ladies and gentlemen, is the amazing sea-cow I've been telling you about! Be careful, any sudden movements can cause her to strike." Half of the girls laughed, while the other half just stared in amazement that she had said that. I turned to look at her and tried to put as much venom in my mouth that I could.

"Listen, Santana. I know that it must be so hard to keep your mouth shut, but maybe once you stop insulting others, you can work on what you look like." I smiled and walked over to my locker, opening it and taking my clothes out. I knew that was mean, but I felt smug when I heard Santana gasp, and a confused Brittany.

"Why are you upset? What happened?"

The rest of the period we played volleyball and the guys played basketball. Halfway through Rachel came up to me with an innocent expression on her face.

"Quinn?" She asked in her best suck-up voice.

I frowned, but looked down at her.

"Um. I was just wondering if you knew where Finn was?" I barked a laugh and shook my head.

"Why should I care?" I could hear the gasps of a few kids around us, but Rachel stayed silent. She observed me with large brown eyes before pulling a cell phone out of her pocket. I frowned and went back to the game.

Gosh. Boys suck.

I gulped and looked at the time. One-forty. She could wait for a little while, right? Just until school got out. I sighed and pressed my forehead to the steering wheel again. What did she want to talk about? I tried to think of a reason that she would be upset with me, but I didn't know. I was debating on whether or not to go back to school, but I figured that it would probably be a bad idea.

So I decided to just go home. I didn't care if my mum got mad at me or not; I'd explain it to her later. When I turned the radio on, the first thing I heard was A Day to Remember. I smiled a little, this band was pretty good, but then I heard the song.

Hey sweetie, I need you here tonight
And I know that you don't wanna be leaving
Yeah, you want it but I can't help it
I just feel complete when you're by my side
But I know you can't come home 'til they're singin'

I frowned and turned the radio off again. Yeah, I don't need a breaking-up song when I'm going through… whatever I'm going through. The roads were surprisingly busy for a Thursday, but then again, it was the afternoon. It took half-an-hour before I actually got home. The clock said two-ten, so I guess I wouldn't have to explain anything to my mum after all. I could say I got let out early.

"Anybody home?" I asked when I walked in the door. There was no answer, so I figured that she was out with Burt. Good, I could call Rach in peace. The second I touched my phone I got a message from Quinn.

Can we talk later? –Q&S

I sighed and text back;

Yeah, sure. Later though cause I gotta talk to Rach.

I pressed the green button and the little number five and waited a few seconds before somebody picked up.

"Um. Hello?"
"Oh, Finn! Hold on, I was just on the elliptical." I heard a few beeps and the shutting down of a machine.

"Okay. So. Finn, I need to ask you something."

"What is it?" I asked, feeling my stomach turn.

"Do you love me?"
"What?"
"That's it. Do. You. Love me?" I put the phone down and turned it on speaker. I sighed and rubbed my eyes.

"Why would you even ask something like that? Rach, you know I love you." Okay, so that was a little bit of a lie. I loved her, but not like that. That would take time. I heard her give a little laugh on the other end.

"But I need to hear you say it. I mean, you've been spending a lot more time with Quinn lately… I just thought…" I heard sniffles and felt horrible.

"Rach, no, please. You know we're just friends, she's like my sister." She laughed and I could just… feel her smile.

"Okay, okay. Hey, can I come over tonight? We can have some fun," her voice trailed off slightly. I knew she wasn't talking about sex; she was like Quinn and totally believed in sex after marriage. I smiled and picked the phone up again.

"Yeah. Why not now? My mum isn't home, so, yeah." She giggled and I heard her hair bobbing up and down.

"Sounds perfect."

So an hour later we were on my bed cuddling, making out, and just talking. I couldn't remember the last time that we had just… ya know, had a good time. Rachel had been getting harder and harder to like, but now I couldn't remember why I was even mad at her in the first place.

"I love you, Finn."

"I love you too Rach."

I pulled her closer and brought the covers over us. Her brown hair just cascaded over the back of my pillow. She turned and smiled at me. We were getting closer and closer until my phone started beeping. She let out an exasperated sigh and turned over, clutching the covers for warmth. I kissed her on the cheek and laughed.

"I'll go turn the heater up, okay?" She nodded and closed her eyes. I wiggled out of the bed and started to walk to my door when I remembered the phone. I scurried back and grabbed it before opening the door. The screen was lit up with Quinn's name, and I frowned. I shoved the phone back in my pocket, turned up the heater, and raced back to my girlfriend.

I was sitting at home listening to Taylor Swift and sighed. There was a party Saturday night, and Sam wanted me to go with him, but… I couldn't explain it, but I really didn't want to be seen in public with him. I felt bad, but that was how I felt. I mean don't get me wrong; I really like him, but something put me off. He seemed to take advantage of the fact that I was upset at Finn to try and convince me of the reasons of why he is a bad friend. That was probably it.

"Hah. Sam, Finn will always be more important than you. He's been there for everything, and… Gosh. He's just awesome." I wasn't saying it to anybody really, but I got a weird look from my dog. I laughed and called her over to me. She was a little white terrier with a big attitude. She liked to snap at Finn's ankles when he ignored her. I brought her up close and kissed her forehead. She barked happily and licked my face. I laughed and then sighed. Finn hadn't text me back yet. A bitter feeling came to my stomach.

Probably with Rachel.

Yeah, he has a social life. Not like I can't, right? So I picked up my phone and dialed a seven digit number.

"Yeah. Puck? It's me, Quinn. Listen, do you want to hang out tonight? At seven? Okay, see you then." I smiled and put Pepper down. I had three hours until Puck came over, so I grabbed my best dress and went to the shower.

It wasn't a date. We were just hanging out as friends, but there isn't any reason I don't need to look good, right? I nodded to myself and slipped into the bathroom, the steam already enveloping me.

NeverGoesToSleep: Thank you! I write a lot, so this will probably be updated frequently. c:

A Sparkle and A Twirl: Thank you so much! Yeah, I love them as friends, but they can never be 'just friends' in my book. c;