Sam sat at his computer, brushing up on his Navi, he was looking for an easy way to forget the fact that he needed to get out of the stuffy closet jerks like Karofsky kept him in. He slapped his hands on the desk with infuriation as Quinn opens the door to see him with his head in his hands.

"You know, taking your anger out on your computer desk could be kind of messy."

Sam turned and looked up, smiling slightly.

"I know. Thanks for coming round Quinn."

She grins.

"Hey, I'm your big gay beard. its fun, we sit around and talk about boys…"

"I know, and even though you're president of the celibacy club, they still think we have sex. Gawd, hormones!" he laughs and gestures for her to sit on the bed.

"So, what are we doing tonight?" Quinn asks as Sam shuts off his computer.

He looked up shyly.

"I was hoping we could maybe…I don't know…I've kind of been looking for a way to express myself. I was wondering whether you'd help me find a song, for this week's Glee assignment."

Quinn chuckled and looked up at him, a plan formulating in her mind.

"I have just the song."

"Finn." Rachel gasped as her boyfriend pulled her into a kiss outside the choir room.

"Finn." She repeated as he kissed her neck.

"Finn Hudson!" she squealed, pushing him away as he bit down on her skin. "How dare you!"

He rolled his eyes.

"Come on Rach, you kinda looked like you were into it…" He steps forward but the brunette puts her hand on his chest, looking down the hall to where Puck and Quinn were talking. Puck was leant up against the lockers, looking cool with his back to them, but Quinn, instead of looking at Puck was staring straight at Rachel.

"Stop. I can't do this, not when the whole world's watching." She replied and stormed into the choir room, leaving Finn to hit his head on the locker's in frustration.

"Hey, are you listening? Quinn…Quinn…" Puck waved his hand in front of Quinn's eyes as Rachel stormed off.

"If he hits his head on those lockers one more time, he's going to get even worse at math." Quinn muses, and then grits her teeth looking at Puck.

"You're not over him…are you?" He asked, as he shrugged off of the lockers, they walked down the now deserted hall.

"It's not that…I just don't see why they have to make out all the time."

Puck stopped in confusion as Quinn walked on.

"But don't be mad at Rachel, she's a hot Jew, but she doesn't give easily, every time he touches her she pulls away. You noticed that?" He asks as they enter the choir room and she nods.

"I know…I don't get it."

"Hey guys, take a seat!" Mr Schue entered the room behind them, pushing them towards theyre seats. They obliged, Quinn on one side of Brittany, Puck next to Santana on the other side.

"Okay, so, is anyone ready with their solos?"

The room fell silent. He looked around.

"Anyone?"

They all shake their heads.

"Right…so I guess I'll just have to do it myself." He laughs, shrugging off his jacket as Brittany and Santana roll their eyes. Rachel claps her hands awkwardly as Kurt crosses one leg over the other, avoiding the gaze of Sam who has been staring for at least five minutes.

"Okay, you know this one?" He asks the band as they take their seats he gives them the music.

They all nod, smiling.

"Ah one two three!"

The band begins to play as the Glee kids sing the backing vocals of "Smile Away" by Paul McCartney.

He dances around, getting the kids up and dancing, he knows things have been hard for them lately, what with being in their senior year and all, but he knows exactly how to make them all smile.

When the music is finished, they all collapse back in their chairs, Mr Schue smiling.

"So, do you understand what I mean now?"

Quinn and Sam walked down the empty halls of McKinley high, Glee had finished half an hour ago, but Quinn had to maintain some of her friends gay beard and make it look like they were quite busy in that choir room.

"I still don't understand why you didn't sing today." Quinn looks up at him and he shrugs.

"Q, the songs ready…but I'm not, not quite yet, I was going to, but then, when no one raised their hand I didn't want to feel like a douche, cause I'm gonna feel stupid enough standing up there anyway."

Quinn silenced him by taking his hand.

"Sam, honey. You're not going to look stupid, you're going to look brave. I wish I had the guts…wow, I can't even admit to myself…"

Sam looked down at her as he watched his fake girlfriend trail off, he squeezed her hand.

"Quinn?"

She looked up.

"You're right. Tomorrow…I'm gonna do it."

Quinn smiled and nodded. At least someone could work their shit out in this fake relationship.

"No! I'm sick of this Rachel. You make me seem like the bad guy! You took me away from Quinn remember!"

Rachel bit back her harsh retort before, now she knew he was pulling out all the stops. They stood outside Rachel's house, his car still running.

"Finn, it was your freaking choice! Besides, you're the one that's been so forward! You aren't giving me space to breathe!"

"You want space to breathe Rachel?" Finn asked, staring at her over the car.

She nodded.

"Fine. I'll give you space, have all the space you want, but I'm not coming back. I'm done with this shit." He hit his fist on the top of the car making Rachel jump before sliding back into the drivers seat. He threw Rachel's jacket at her and slammed the passenger door, frightening Rachel further.

Then with considerable wheel spin he drove off, Rachel could hear the cursing until he rounded the corner. She sat down on the curb and cried.