Okay I didn't get many reviews for the last chapter but ANYHOO! This story is fun to write and I had a free few hours when my family were away on a walk. So here it is! Chapter 10! Enjoy!

Blaine looked at Quinn curiously. He knew Kurt had been one of her best friends since high school. Her mouth quivered.

"W...w...w...what?" she whispered.

"Please don't slap me again." he replied, his hands in front of his face already.

"Oh this just gets better and better and better by the damn minute." she chuckled sarcastically, holding her head in her hand.

"Quinn, I'm-"

"Is he here now?" she snapped, standing up.

"Wait, what?" he replied, as she left the living room.

"Here. Today. Now." she called behind her, running up the stairs. He followed quickly as she burst into the bedroom.

"Quinn, let me explain." sighed Blaine.

"No I'm not that stupid Blaine. I'm may be pretty but I ain't dumb." she replied, almost too brightly.

"I'll leave." nodded Kurt, getting up.

"No no, you look much too comfortable there." smirked Quinn sarcastically.

"Quinn I'm sorry." sighed Blaine.

"I'm not." she replied.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I mean your not the only one thats got something to cuddle up to at night." she smirked triumphantly. Blaine hung his head.

"You mean you and Evans... Yano... Sleep together..." he sighed. She nodded.

"Yeah. We do." she replied triumphantly. He glared at her.

"I don't think we need to talk anymore." he hissed.

"Well would you look at who threw his toys out of the pram as soon as Sam was mentioned." she chuckled, turning on her heel.

"Quinn, listen I hope we can still be friends." called Kurt. She turned around and cackled.

"Nice try. But I'm not forgetting this one." she replied, walking down the stairs. Sh grabbed a bag of hers from under the stairs and set about packing frames with pictures, dvds, cds, books, cushions and anything she could find into the bag.

"Do you want a ride over to Evans'." asked Blaine, leaning against the doorway of the kitchen while she threw her cheque book and bank statements into her bag.

"No." she replied curtly, running a hand through her hair.

"Is it far to walk?" he questioned, watching her carefully.

"About 10 minutes." she sighed, zipping the bag up and running back upstairs again. She snatched all her make-up, toothbrush and shampoos. She wasn't leaving anything behind this time. She walked back down, putting all the stuff into her bag and nodding at Blaine. She'd calmed down now.

"I'm sorry we ended on such a bad note." he whispered.

"Me too." she sighed, tears in her eyes.

"I'd hug you but I'm afraid you'll put a restraining order on me." he chuckled. She giggled.

"I hope we can try to be civil to each other." she smiled. He nodded.

"Me too." he grinned.

"Now about that drive home..." she smirked. He beamed, grabbed his keys and they left the house.

O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O

That evening, after Quinn had made pasta for dinner, Sam smiled.

"What?" she questioned, as she dried a plate he'd washed.

"I rang the principal of the elementary school..." he smiled, handing her another dish.

"Oh?" she replied, putting the plate away.

"Turns out the old kindergarten teacher is retiring and there's a slot open. He said he's get you in first for interviews so I bagged you one for tomorrow." he grinned.

"Eeek!" she beamed, jumping into his arms. All was good until she felt his wet hands soak through her dress.

"Hahaha! This morning I had to change now you have to!" he laughed. She giggled and shook her head, then grabbed a handful of the soapy water and threw it on him. He laughed, doing the same to her and it continued until both were soaking wet.

"I'm never gonna be able to wear this dress again!" she chuckled. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into him.

"I can assure you Quinn, your dress is the last thing on my mind right now." he whispered.

"Well then what is?" she smiled softly, reaching up and brushing the suds out of his blonde hair.

"Finishing what I tried to do this morning." he replied. She smiled again.

"And what would that be?" she giggled.

"This." he replied, kissing her passionately. She slid her hands into his hair and he tightened his grip around her waist. Neither heard the key rattling in the door.

"Aww man! He's out of the friendzone and into the friends with benefits zone!" howled the familiar voice. Sam and Quinn pulled away from each other but he still held his arms around her waist.

"I thought you were supposed to move the spare key?" hissed Quinn.

"Never got round to it!" he replied. Quinn giggled and pulled out of his grasp. She walked towards the man that was standing devilishly in the doorway.

"Good night Puck." she smiled. He winked at her on his way out.

"STAY SAFE!" he yelled back at them. Quinn giggled and turned around to Sam.

"Where were we?" he asked, picking her up bridal style and carrying her off to bed.

Well? Review PLEASE it gives me so much inspiration! :)