Disclaimer: I do not own Glee…UGH!

Author's Note: thank you to Blackbeltprincess, QuinnFabrayLovesYou and naive sweet girl for your reviews. I have decided that whoever reviews will get a little thank you in the chapter. I have (obviously) decided to continue on and not to put this on hiatus. Please, if you are reading, REVIEW. It is a seriously effective way of motivating my lazy ass. :-)

PS: Finn and Kurt are stepbrothers.

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Finn POV

Puck and his stupid 'Oh it doesn't matter if we get caught! No, of course not. We can blame Finn! HE won't care!'. So you know what I am doing now? Looking around making sure there are no witnesses so I won't get into trouble.

I had to fucking sneak in to Mercedes' house to make sure her parents were out. And you know what Artie told me when I got out after I was nearly caught? THEY KNEW MR. AND MRS. JONES WERE GONE THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME.

So I am now leaving to find a store about half a mile away from Mercedes house (according to Artie) buying snacks. Mike heard the girls' whole schedule. We all took it down:

8pm - midnight: movies.

Midnight - 4am: gossiping.

4am - 6am: brainstorming.

6am - 8am: truth or dare/would you rather.

8am - 12pm: whatever.

Brainstorming for what, we don't know. Puck had a few ideas. Sick ideas. Ideas involving him, Quinn and bed…ugh…never gonna get that out of my head.

I finally found a store…miles away from Mercedes' place. Still, what the hell, I found a store and a store is a store - even at eleven o'clock at night.

Okay, so I'm here for food…I know, I'll get loads of stuff I like. Then they can have my leftovers. If Mike's gonna be hanging from a drainpipe all night than means he won't be coming down for some grub, and Artie doesn't exactly eat like the rest of us do (we eat like pigs, he doesn't.) so that's him almost off the list. Puck eats like a fucking fat mutant pig, so that makes a whole freaking store for him. Sam…yeah, he can have my leftovers…

I paid with Kurt's credit card (he doesn't know I have it but he always says that I can depend on him so right now I technically am depending on him) and drove back to Mercedes place and on the way guess what? I saw the fucking store. The store Artie was talking about. So close to Mercedes' house. And I wasted a load of stupid gas driving around and finding one, when I drove right past this one.

Tonight is so not my night.

Mike POV

Finn just got back with food after what felt like hours.

"Dude where did you go? You've been gone like three fucking hours! I'm starving."

"Uh, Puck he's only been gone two hours."

"Artie, there is no fucking difference between two or three hours unless I'm in school. And right now I am spying on my girlfriend and her little friends at twelve o'clock at freaking night!"

"Is there any point in arguing over this? I'm starving and I wanna eat." I heard Sam cut in.

"Sam! Give me my damn Doritos back!" Finn demanded.

Before I could listen to more of the guys bickering, I heard Quinn crying.

"I can't tell him, Tina. If I did, he would leave me. I just can't live without him!" Quinn sobbed. I listened to what was happening. Was Quinn cheating on Puck?

"Don't be stupid Quinn. He loves you; he told you so when the baby was born. He loved the kid too, and he won't leave you just because you told one lie." Mercedes said, comforting Quinn.

"No, he will. Don't you get it? He will break up with me because he'll think I tried to keep Beth away from him. He would jump to conclusions like that!" cried Quinn.

"Well, you got her back now and you can start a family with him. He will still love you. And he will always love her." Lauren promised. Jeez, Lauren Zizes can be girly and nice and friendly when she wants to be, can't she?

"But even if he does, what will I do? I mean, I'll probably give Beth to him seeing as I am currently living in a motel -"

"Quinn, if you don't live with him, you can live with me." Mercedes promised. More tears welled up in Quinn's eyes.

"Or with me." offered Lauren.

"Or me." chirped in sweet Tina.

Oh crap! I think this drainpipe is falling! Hold on to something Mike! HOLD ON!… too late.

Tina POV

"Mike?" I stammered. Why was my boyfriend lying on Mercedes lawn? With a drainpipe on top of him? Out of the corner of my eye I saw Artie, Sam, Finn and Puck scrambling into a van and driving off. Chickens.

"H-hey, girls. What you up to?" Mike asked. Was it fear I sensed in his voice.

Lauren and Mercedes were running down the stairs to get him.

"Fucking asshole! He was spying on us! They are ALL assholes!" Quinn shouted, taking her cell out of her handbag (it was Gucci, I might add. I am so getting that. It is to die for, and that's coming from me, a girl who doesn't really care about designers) and dialing Puck's number.

"DON'T YOU 'HEY BABY' ME NOAH PUCKERMAN! NO, I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! WHAT KIND OF JERK SPIES ON HIS GIRLFRIEND? OR LEAVES HIS FRIEND TO FACE YOUR ANGRY GIRLFRIEND AND HIS GIRLFRIEND? YOU HAVE A LOT OF QUESTIONS TO ANSWER WHEN I SEE YOU!" she screamed to the phone. She gasped.

"The coward hung up on me! Badass my butt! What kind of badass is afraid of facing his girlfriend?" she snapped.

"I-I don't know." I mumbled nervously. I had never seen a girl have a tantrum like that…

Just then, Mercedes and Lauren dragged a screaming Mike into the room.

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