Disclaimer: Don't own glee.

A/N Pretend Sam hasn't given Quinn a promise ring yet!

Chapter 4: Ha! Fate hath spoken

The next week, Quinn had tried to get him alone, but apart from the occasional 'hi's' and 'evenings' there was no contact between them at all. She felt like the world was laughing at her. She hurts him (unintentional, but still) then he finally forgives her (she thinks, they never did discuss that song, although she knows he knows she was there, get it?) but she can't get him to talk to her, and as if that isn't enough, she's pretty sure Sam's suffered from her recent lack of attention and started to cheat on her with Santana. However, glee club was about to give her a chance to end three or maybe even all of those problems.

'Okay guys, this month we will be doing another show, but this time, it will be in front of the school to raise money for our trip to regionals. So, Glee club is doing... GREASE!' Mr. Schue announced.

The whole club cheered, grease was cool. It could really put glee club on the map. Quinn's mind was already racing If I could get Finn to play Danny, then I could Play Sandy. Damn, I'm gunna have to beat Berry. This is gunna take A LOT of work.

'Hey Finn' she called 'want to help me practise'

'What about Sam' growled Santana, trying to stop Quinn giving herself away in front of the whole club.

'Never mind' she called using it to cover her 'thanks Santana'

'Well, I hear you've all been practicing for the audition roles, but since I know your all good enough to play any role, I thought we'd let fate decide. (Crap! Destiny had bailed on her plans with Finn, would it's younger brother do the same?) Okay so, let's see... Finn, pick a name out of the hat'

Finn's muscular arm reached in and picked out a small piece of paper.

'And the role of Sandy goes tooooo... QUINN!' A few 'well done's went round at this. Mr. Schue held out a different hat and said 'Pick Quinn'

I already did.

She took a small piece of paper out and handed it to Mr. Schue, he opened it and read 'S-'

No. Finn. FINN! She mentally screamed.

It seemed fate heard her. Mr. Schue dropped the piece of paper and after five minutes of searching couldn't find it. He had also, coincidently forgot the name as had everyone else, so Quinn picked a new name.

Finn.

Good fate.

She finally managed to corner him after geometry.

'So Finn, do you think we should get together and practise later?' she asked, she masked her hope well, but with him you can never really tell

'Sure' he replied

Wow. She never thought he'd agree so easily, unless...

Very good Fate.

Sam and Quinn walked back to her house, making small talk, though nothing really past a 'so, how's your family'.

When they were in her room, just lying on her bed, Sam jumped up and pulled a ring out his pocket.

'This Quinn, is a promise ring, it symbolises our never ending love for each other' he said, and before she had a chance to recover, he slid the ring onto her finger.

It felt wrong. It was too cold to be blamed entirely on the metal. It was slightly to tight, ever so slowly cutting off blood, it felt as if it was trying to suffocate her. She had only one thought

She got up and with 'I'm off to Finns to practice, see you later' they headed out her door

Fuck you fate.