"Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven is here where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog and little mouse, every unworthy thing, live here in heaven and may look on her, but Romeo may not," Quinn quoted William Shakespeare. She and Puck were sitting in the library, the same spot Quinn was doing homework the day before.

"I don't get it," Puck answered tersely. "I don't get this poetry talk."

"It means he'd rather die than not see his Juliet. It means he's jealous, that when he's banished, every unworthy thing in the city can see her, except him. Her true love."

Puck looked at it for a while. "Huh. Interesting."

Quinn turned the book to face him. "Here, try translating this." She pointed to one of the lines.

Puck leaned over the book and read, "These violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which as they kiss consume." Puck looked over at Quinn.

Quinn stuttered when she realized how close they were. "A-and what do you think that means?"

"I think…it means that love is a gamble. It can take the bad road, or the good road. But it's such a sweet thing to possess, people take their chances."

Quinn was blown away. "Wow…that's…amazing." Before she could lose herself, she concluded, "And, it's right. Good job." She turned back to the book as quick as possible before anything else happened. Puck took her hand in his, and Quinn looked at him, her blonde hair caressing her face. Puck placed the hand that wasn't holding hers on her face, and lightly stroked her cheek with his thumb.

After what seemed like forever, Quinn gained her composure and turned away. She shut the book abruptly and stood up. "Well, that concludes this tutoring session." She took her one-strap bag and swung it over her shoulder.

Puck stood up as well. "You can't leave. I was just starting to understand this Shakespearean talk thing."

"Sorry, my ba-," Quinn stopped. "Mom's baby needs my help of taking care of it. See ya." Quinn rushed out of there as fast as she could, but stopped when she bumped into Finn in the hallway. Her books spilled onto the ground.

"Sorry!" Finn said, seriously meaning it. He bent down to help her collect her books.

"It's…alright," Quinn answered, the presence of them with each other being a bit awkward.

They both stood up at the same time and Finn handed her the books. "There ya go," Finn grinned.

Quinn smiled and took the book. "Thanks…"

Finn could feel the awkwardness to. "Well…I should…go…" Finn started to walk away, but Quinn stopped him.

"Wait, Finn!" Quinn shouted. Finn turned around. "Finn…I don't want it to be awkward between us. I want us to be friends. I don't wanna…hang onto the past and let it come between us now."

Finn nodded. "Yea…I feel the same way. I miss you, Quinn. You were a really good friend."

Quinn smiled. "I miss you too." They shared a hug. After tearing away from the hug, they looked at each other for a few seconds, then shared a kiss. They lips touched softly. After about seven seconds, they pulled apart, opened their eyes, and looked at each other in shock.

"Um…I should…I should get home," Finn said, trying to leave.

"M-me too…see ya…" Quinn got out of there as fast as possible.

Puck stood by the lockers and watched Finn and Quinn exit in separate directions. "Helping your mom's baby, huh?" Puck spat, angry.

Rachel stood on a completely different end of the school, but witnessed the entire thing. She ran away in depression.

Finn was walking on the school parking lot, headed for his car. He was so taken aback by the whole thing, he didn't know what to think. Little did he know, Puck was walking up to him. Actually, he was running up to him.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Puck shouted, swinging his arm to punch his friend's head.

Finn ducked as quick as possible, only half knowing what was going on. "Whoa, what are you doing!"

Puck was walking towards Finn as Finn was walking backwards away from Puck. "You know exactly what I'm talking about! You kissed Quinn, I saw it!"

Finn was scared now. "We didn't mean it like that…it was…it was like a friendship kiss! Nothing else!

"BULLSHIT," Puck barked, and swung again, but missed Finn by an inch after he moved.

"Dude, calm down!"

"How are you so calm about this! What about Rachel, huh? What is she gonna think?"

"I just…won't mention this."

"Oh yea, like that'll work."

"Why do you care anyway! You're not Quinn's boyfriend!"

"Because you don't deserve Quinn!"

"And you do! You got her pregnant!"

"But I handled the situation, unlike you when you thought it was your baby!"

"Doesn't matter! How long will it take you to realize Quinn's not interested in you, and she never will be!"

Puck was so angry he grabbed Finn by the shirt and pushed him against the brick wall of the school. He stood there, his fist ready to punch his face. Finn was breathing hard, looking at Puck, scared of what Puck might do to him. But instead of punching him, or kicking him, or hurting him in any way, Puck let go of Finn's shirt, and stepped back.

Finn's shirt was wrinkled in the part that Puck grabbed, and he tried to straighten it out a bit. Puck walked backwards a little, still watching Finn with evil eyes. Finally, he turned around and made his way back into the school. Finn could hear a locker that was slammed on, and knew it was Puck.

Author's Note: Whoa, whoa, whoa :O How will Rachel handle this? Is Puck gonna tell Quinn what he saw? Will Finn tell Quinn what happened between him and Puck?