Author's Note: DAMN SCHOOL FOR KEEPING ME FROM UPLOADING. Anyway, is anyone else really pissed with the continued lack of Quick :/ Cuz I sure as hell am. Anyway, if you guys could review, it'd mean a lot. I'm not sure if people gave up or whatever, but I sure hope you guys didn't. So please please review because I miss reading them :( It'll mean a lot! :)

It was 9:30 pm and Puck and Quinn were lying down on the beach looking up at the stars. It was such a beautiful night as the moon and stars were shining brightly, creating the only light support. Everyone was inside the cabin playing spin the bottle. Puck was going to, but Quinn didn't want to and he was looking forward to some alone time with her. Quinn gave Sam the ok to play, but if she found out the kiss was longer than 7 seconds, she'd call it quits on their relationship. Mr. Shue had already done his 'nightly checkup', but it turned out to be him knocking on each other doors and asking if everyone was in bed, and if people replied with a "Yes" he'd leave them alone.

"You know you didn't have to come out here with me," Quinn told Puck, not taking her eyes off of the stars.

"Who ever said I had to?" Puck smiled. "I wanted to. It's actually really relaxing. A nice place to think."

Quinn turned on her side to face Puck, as she rested her head on her elbow. "What are you thinking about?" Puck just shrugged in response. "Oh come on!" Quinn continued. "It's not possible to stare at the stars with a blank mind."

He turned his head to look back at her. "Well, what are you thinking about?"

"The trip, Sam, my parents…life."

"I'm thinking about how hot you'd look in like a pink, short, strapless dre-" Before Puck could continue, Quinn hit him playfully across the arm.

"Shut up!" she laughed.

Puck smirked and looked back up the stars. Quinn fixed herself in a position to look into the sky as well, lying on her back. "So what happened?" she brought up randomly, after a short silence.

"What do you mean?" Puck questioned.

"I never got over what you told me before. How you tried the relationship thing but it didn't work. What happened?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Come on. There has to be a reason you started sleeping around. Besides, you have to tell me. We tell each other, like everything."

Puck sighed. "I was in 8th grade, it probably didn't mean anything anyway."

"It has to have…if it impacted you this much."

Puck looked at her. "You do know if I tell you this, you keep it to yourself Fabray."

"Have I ever not?" Quinn smiled.

Puck smiled slightly and looked back up at the stars. "She was the longest girlfriend I ever had. I mean, I know this sounds really stupid because of how young I was, but it was important to me. Like I really did like her, I even thought I loved her."

Quinn listened intently.

"One day, I worked up all the courage I had to tell her that. That I loved her. So I did. And I did everything I could to make her a little bit more comfortable with the idea."

"What'd she say?" Quinn asked softly.

"Well, she told me we were too young to love." Puck was silent. "She admitted to me this was too weird for her. She told me she couldn't be around me anymore without feeling awkward now. I refused to listen, because I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to dump me. Dump me for telling her how I felt."

Quinn said nothing.

"I kept trying to talk her out of it. That's when she blurted out she'd been cheating on me for 7 months. She told me she always knew I would never be her boyfriend 'just for fun' and I'd take it more seriously. But what can she expect? I mean I'm only human." He sighed. "After that, I decided if she can sleep around and get away with it, why can't I? It seems to cause a lot less pain in the end."

"I…I'm so sorry…I really shouldn't have judged you," Quinn apologized.

Puck shook his head. "I understand why you did. I make stupid mistakes all the time Quinn, anyone would judge me."

"People like my dad would. I'm not my dad. And if I ever caught anyone doing that, you can guarantee I'd tell them off on the spot," she chuckled.

He looked at her and smiled. "God I wish you didn't have Sam," he admitted out loud.

Quinn couldn't believe he just said this. Her smile turned into a simple awestruck look, as her eyes grew wide and butterflies filled her stomach.

"Seriously, if you didn't, I think I'd kiss you right now."

Quinn was so nervous. She could barely cough out what she was about to say. "S-so, you're ready for real relationships are you?"

"After talking to you," he smiled.

Quinn wanted to kiss him too. She really really did. I mean, it all made sense. It was so cliché. The one guy who turned out to be perfect for her and understand her, was the last guy she expected. She's always sort of liked him, but this was getting to be too much, she just needed to have him as more than a friend. Before she could make a move, completely forgetting about Sam, Finn ran out and up to them on the beach.

"Hey guys! Come inside, Matt scored some liquor!"

"I'm in," Puck chuckled, getting up and wiping his backside off with sand. He helped Quinn up as well. "You should be getting back to Sam anyway."

Quinn nodded slightly, definitely not wanting to. But instead of protesting, she just walked inside with Puck, walked up to Sam, and kissed him lightly like nothing had happened.

Author's Note: I kinda like this chapter :) Puck's definitely not afraid to say what he feels, as you can see. I really like he vented to Quinn though :) Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW!