I'm not going to cover every episode, only the ones that I feel are the most important to Quinn's storyline. I might add stuff that could have happened in between episodes though.


Santana and I sat down at the lunch table with our trays of..salad or whatever the school lunch shit was. "So not eating this!" Santana groaned.

I pushed the tray away and faced her. "So you've obviously had sex with a lot of guys, right?" I asked.

"Oh you have no idea!" Santana mumbled quietly.

So that's what she meant! Watching these moments again gave me a whole new perspective and a better understanding.

"Do you just give it to them every time they want it?"

Santana smiled. "Well, if they're hot, they have a chance but-"

She was interrupted when Noah Puckerman's muscular arm slipped around her. "Hey, babe."

"Puck!" Santana jumped into his lap at the speed of light. She laughed and twirled her ponytail as he rubbed his nose into her neck. It didn't take long for it to turn into an over the top make out session. They were eating each other's faces, tongues flying everywhere.

"Mmm, yeah, I like it like that!" Santana hissed.

Trust me, you don't like it! I snorted at my own little joke.

I sat awkwardly in front of them as they tried to swallow each other. After several minutes of their public display of affection, I snapped my fingers in Santana's ears. She squeezed his face one more time before removing his lips from her face. "What, Q?" she said with an annoyed frown. I opened my mouth to speak, but Puck tilted her chin towards him again. They were both smiling like idiots as they kissed and twisted their heads.

"Guys, knock it off!" I yelled. Finally, their lips parted and Puck stood up. "Look Puckerman, make out with your girl some other time, but right now I'm trying to talk to her so just get the hell out of here!"

"Fine, I didn't realize that I was bothering Little Miss Celibacy." He turned around to leave, but of course he leaned in for another peck on the lips. I rolled my eyes. He looked at me again. "Maybe it's jealousy. But if you're lucky, Puckasaurus might save a little something for you!" he said with a wink.

I tensed up. This must have been the day that he decided to get me pregnant.


"Tell me again," I moaned into his neck.

"You're. Not. Fat!" he told me while clutching onto my waist. He handed me another bottle and I tilted it back into my mouth.

I remembered feeling so dizzy when this happened. I had one drink and then BAM. I was pregnant. It was unbelievable how quickly things could happen.

"Trust me," he whispered.

I shouldn't have believed that!

His hands pulled down on my Cheerios skirt. He slipped his fingers under my panties. He slowly went inside while softly pressing his lips on mine. I took a deep breath and as I felt him inside.

He slid my shirt over my head. He undid the clasp on my bra, and pulled my underwear down to my knees. Then he began stripping himself. He pulled his belt off and all his other clothes until only his boxers were left. He took my hand and placed it on the waistband. "Well go on," he said softly. "You finish it off."

"Okay." My head throbbed as rolled the waistband down, revealing him. "I don't really know how to do this," I admitted.

He moved over to the center of the bed and bent his knees. "Just sit right here." He pointed to his hips. I spread my legs apart and rested on top of him. He began pushing inside me, not too deep, but I still felt the pain.

"Ow!" I cried out.

"Shh, no just get back in the position," he whispered. He was even slower this time, and it didn't hurt as much. I relaxed and bent my neck down to his face. "See? It's not that bad."

As much as I hated what Puck had done to me, I had to admit that it was nice of him to be so gentle with me. To be honest, it looked like I was enjoying it! I shouldn't have been so rude to Puck afterwards.


I bit my lip as I saw Finn coming towards my locker. I nervously leaned against the locker and pretended nothing was wrong. "Hey!" he said with a bright smile. He leaned his hand on the locker above my head and bent his neck down so we were at eye level. He moved in closer but noticed that I was looking down. He tilted my head up, and I did my best to fake a smile. He pulled me in for a kiss, but my lips stayed in the same straight line no matter how many times he tried to activate them with his tongue. He finally pulled back and noticed that there were tears streaming down my face. "What's going on?" he asked with concern.

"I…" I took a deep breath and started again. "I'm pregnant."

I came up with a lame story about a hot tub, but I think the combination of his shock and lack of intelligence made it more believable to him.

Once again, I was manipulating Finn. He wasn't exactly the smartest person I knew, but that was no excuse for me to take advantage of it.

All I wanted was to go home, but Puck saw me before I had a chance to get out of the school. He tried to catch up with me but I shrugged him off. Angry tears blurred my eyes as I growled out two hurtful words. "Lima loser." I shoved him out of the way and ran into the parking lot.

I should have never called him a Lima loser. That was the absolute most hurtful thing I had ever said to him. It's funny how two short words can leave such a big scar. Even during senior year, Puck still carried those words with him. I gave him the idea that he was a failure.

I stormed into my car and screamed into the steering wheel. I turned my head a jumped. It was Mr. Schuester's wife. Sitting in the front seat next to me! "GET OUT OF MY CAR!" I screamed. The tears were gone now, and it was just rage left. "NOW!" She opened the door and scrambled away.

That was odd. I didn't remember it happening like that. I was pretty sure I was crying my eyes out, and I actually appeared vulnerable for once. But this was completely different. I just looked like a monster. I had to figure out what the hell was going on…