Quinn pulled up at her school kind of scared to get out, but after five minutes of talking herself out of it she got out of the car. Everyone around her seemed to stop and one guy let out a low whistle. She paused for only a second and made her way to the school doors. On the way she stopped everyone in their tracks, but she ignored themm untiil someone grabbed her skirt from behind an pulled her towards them.

"You tryin to kill me, Quinn?" the guy whispered in her ear from behind.

Quinn rolled her eyes and pulled away. "Leave me alone Puck."

He pretended to look hurt. "Well, if you didn't dress up for me, who for?"

She glared at him. "And what would make you think I was dressing for anybody?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Please. My guess is Santana forced you into this outfit to make somebody want you. So who is it?"

Quinn ignored him and walked through the school doors and almost immediatley saw Sam taking books out of his locker. She wanted so badly to go say hi, but saw Santana leaning against her locker signing to her to walk past but be noticeable. As if that would be a challenge. Almost everyone in the hall was staring at her. She started to walk past him almost grazing his arm.

He glanced at her and returned to his locker for a second, but then his eyes widened and he turned back, staring at her as was everybody else was. She wanted to smile until her cheekbones bruised, but she kept a straight face when she saw Santana waiting at her locker, who was smiling, satisfied with her acting. When Quinn reached her locker she decided to have fun with the dare.

"Hey Quinn. You look hoooooot! Damn, i did a good job on you!"

Quinn gave out her best annoyed expression. "Do I know you?"

Santana laughed. "Fine. A dare is a dare; have fun with it." She stalked off heading straight for Puck's lips.

Quinn looked in her locker mirror and noticed Sam walking towards her. Her stomache tightened and she knew someone from the party would be watching her at al times; Santana Truth or Dare parties are never halfway done. She was sad and just wanted to be with Sam, but of course when she's realizes that and is ready to tell him, she cant. What she can do though is flirt. She closed her locker and turned around, 'accidentally' running into Sam.

Sam placed his hands on her shoulders trying to steady her. Quinn noticed his gaze lower just a tad lower than it should be and smiled on the inside. "Oh, hello Sam." She said and walked away moving her hips a litle more than usual. He followed after her as she expected and gave herself a pat on the back on the inside.

"So, Quinn..."

She turned to him and acted like she had something better to do. "Yes Sam?"

He gulped and finally looked into her eyes. "What are you up to? I-I didn't see you at all yesterday."

She rolled her eyes, hating herself. "Well, I can't hang out with you every second of my free time. I have other friends."

He scrunched his eyebrows. "Yeah...yeah iguess."

She raised her eyebrows, asking if he hasd something else to say basically.

He shrugged. "So...so are we, i mean, can we maybe hang out tonight?"

She so badly wanted to accept. "I-I'm sorry Sam but..." She saw mercedes shooting her an evil glare, basically saying she was being too nice. Puck was about to walk past her and she grabbed him, pulling him to her side. "I already have plans with Puck."

She could hear Satan's hysterical laughing in the background and shot Puck a glare, letting him know to play alond and he smirked.

"Oh." Sam said, looking at them and clearing his throat. ""Oh, yeah, uh what- what are you guys doing?"

Puck spoke up and Quinn's heart dropped. "Her parents are out of the house and i couldn't pass up the chance. Quinn blushed and would get back at Puck so badly for this. Sam blushed and smiled politley.

"Oh...yeah i get what you mean. See you later Quinn." He trudged off almost looking like he would burst into tears at any moment. As soon as he turned the corner, Quinn pushed Puck into the wall and Puck just laughed.

"Hey." Puck said, with his hands in the air. "You brought it upon yourself, so..."

Quinn shook her head and pushed him into a locker again. "I canot even believe how much of a jerk you are right now. All you had to do was say 'Yeah, my mom invited her over for dinner' so that he would get jealous because i would spend the night with you; not basically say you were going to have se with me and make him think I have romantic thoughts of you!"

Puck chuckled and shook his head. "You girls think too much. Trust me, all you gotta do is act like I did something wrong, call Sam crying, tell him you need a friend, and by the night kiss him."

She raised her eyebrows at him, but slumped again. "I can't. Santana wont let me be nice to him or kiss him; only teasing."

Puck shrugged. "Then do it in the morning. Have him pick you up from school."

Quinn shook her head. "I need him to tell me that he still likes me before I can tell him about this all being a dare."

Puck smiled. "Alright, I got a plan, but remember I'm only helping you because I dont want to have to show up at your place tonight."

Quinn rolled her eyes and nodded.