4:10 pm. Auditorium.

Quinn notices Puck walking in thru the back of the auditorium with his guitar case.

There's Mr. Full of Himself. He won't know what hit him.

As Puck reaches the front row, Quinn motions for him to sit down.

"Thanks so much for asking me to do this, Puck. I don't know why you're bothering. Sit down and listen."

Puck places his guitar case down then lounges in one of the seats in front of Quinn. He signals her to begin. Quinn remains seated.

"Sorry, no dancing around. I'm being careful. Please hear what I'm saying."

She reaches down, queues her cd player to the correct song and hits the play button.

Quinn sings "Womanizer" by Brittany Spears.

Superstar, where you from? How's it going?
I know you got a clue what you're doing
You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here
But I know what you are, what you are, baby

Look at you gettin' more than just a re-up
Baby, you got all the puppets with their strings up
Fakin' like a good one but I call 'em like I see 'em
I know what you are, what you are, baby

Chorus:

Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh, you're a womanizer baby
You, you-you are, you, you-you are
Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer
(Womanizer)

Boy don't try to front
I-I know just-just what you are are-are
Boy don't try to front
I-I know just-just what you are are-are

(You!)
You got me goin'
(You!)
You're oh so charmin'
(You!)
But I can't do it
(You!)
You womanizer

(You!)
You say I'm crazy
(You!)
I got your crazy
(You!)
You're nothing but a
(You!)
Womanizer

End chorus

Daddy-O, you got the swagger of a champion
Too bad for you, you just can't find the right companion
I guess when you have one too many, makes it hard, it could be easy
Who you are, that's just who you are, baby

Lollipop, must mistake me you're the sucker
To think that I would be a victim not another
Say it, play it how you want it
But no way I'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby

Repeat chorus

Maybe if we both lived in a different world, yeah
(Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer, womanizer)
It would be all good and maybe I could be your girl
But I can't, 'cause we don't, you!

Repeat chorus

Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh, you're a womanizer baby

She notices Puck's expression change from surprise to a depressed one as she performs the song. Her feelings start shifting as she finishes.

I really wanted to stick it to him at first, but this is hurting me as much as him.

"Okay, you can come on up. I'll stay where I'm at."

Puck takes his guitar out and walks up onto the stage. He grabs another chair and sits down a few feet away from Quinn. As he gets ready to start playing he looks over at her.

"You're right, Quinn. I deserved that. But I have some things to tell you as well."

Puck sings "If You Only Knew" by Shinedown.

If you only knew
I'm hanging by a thread
The web I spin for you
If you only knew
I'd sacrifice my beating
Heart before I lose you
I still hold onto the letters
You returned
I swear I've lived and learned

[Chorus]
It's 4:03 and I can't sleep
Without you next to me I
Toss and turn like the sea
If I drown tonight, bring me
Back to life
Breathe your breath in me
The only thing that I still believe
In is you, if you only knew
horus

If you only knew
How many times I counted
All the words that wen't wrong
If you only knew
How I refuse to let you go,
Even when you're gone
I don't regret any days I
Spent, nights we shared,
Or letters that I sent

Repeat chorus

If you only knew
I still hold onto the letters
You returned
You help me live and learn

Repeat chorus

As he performs the song, Quinn's emotions are having a fierce tug-of-war with her good sense.

What's up with this guy? Split personality? He has virtual text sex with nearly every girl at this high school but now he's singing me a ballad? The nerve! Gosh, he looks so earnest. Careful, girl. You know what he's about. Why can't I make up my mind about Puck? He's still getting to me.

When Puck finishes, he places his guitar down on the floor. He gathers his thoughts and glances back at Quinn.

"Quinn, I agree with you. What you do with your life and body is your own business. I will respect and honor your decision. But, aren't you wondering why Santana and the others cut out early?"

"I was wondering how they pulled that off."

"I told Santana that I changed my cell number and that our friends with benefits act was over. I personally did not want anything to do with her outside the glee club. So she ran off in tears, made some excuse to Mr. Schuester, and ditched school with the others."

Quinn's expression is one of shock and disbelief.

Did space aliens abduct the real Puck and clone this replica? Now you know how I felt, Santana. What is it about him? Do you really think I'm buying this reformed playboy act? But that song really got to me. He looks so adorable. Get out now while you can.

Quinn snaps out of her daydreaming and carefully gets to her feet. She gently caresses her mid section.

"I've got to go and rest for a few hours. Bye."

"You want to be ballad partners again on Monday?"

Quinn shakes her head and chuckles. She starts walking towards the stage exit, then pauses and glances back at Puck. He looks very confused.

"Are you really that much of a glutton for punishment?"

"Consider it my community service."

Quinn smiles at him despite her best intentions.

"Okay, what time works for you?"

Puck considers the question for a few seconds.

"How about 1:00 pm? Some others will be here already, but then we can do our songs next."

"Sounds like a plan. Until then."

As Quinn leaves, Puck packs away his guitar in his case and carries it out the back of the auditorium while brooding over the recent encounter.

I'm not exactly sure how that went. I'll see what Quinn's reaction is after I do my next song. Need to talk some more with Rachel then. I hope she's faring better than I am. She's way too intense about everything.