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Chapter 10

After I dropped Quinn off I went home at about 8. I walked in the door and there was my mother. After the thoughts I had at Breadstix about her, it was hard to watch. She gave me a weak smile but I saw her red eyes and knew she had been crying. 5 months ago I would have ran to her side to see what was wrong, but nowadays, as bad as this sounds, it was a normal thing that never surprised me.

"Hi mom." I said greeting her and placing a kiss on her cheek.

"Hi Sam. Where were you?" she asked quietly.

"I was at Breadstix with a friend." I told her.

"Was it the young lady who was over before?" she asked referring to Rachel.

"No, it was someone else."

"I like that Rachel girl, Sam. She seems to be good for you. And she makes you happy, I can see that. What did I tell you? I told you that someday the girl would realise how special you are," she said giving me a small smile and rubbing my cheek. I gave her a weak smile back because it hurt to know that wasn't what was happening at all.

"Yeah, you're always right." I told her.

"And don't you forget that. I'll see you later, I'm going to sleep." she said. I gave her another kiss on the cheek and with that she went to sleep.

The next morning I woke up and went to school and saw Rachel sitting in her car. Tears were streaming down her face and that seemed to be happening with everyone all the time nowadays. Even though she had told me not to speak to her I still cared so much about her and I wasn't going to let her sit alone in her car crying.

I walked over and knocked on her window. She sat up straight instantly and wiped her tears away. I walked around the passenger side and sat down beside her.

"Hey, what's going on?" I asked sympathetically.

"Why do you care? After yesterday why are you even speaking to me?" she asked looking out her window.

"Because I, because I care about you." I said. I was going to tell her much more then that but I didn't want her to be scared off. Right now I had to be a friend and it was good enough for now.

"You shouldn't. Not after how I've been treating you. I'm not you're friend, Sam."

"Like I said before, you can pretend but I'm not going to. I'll be with you whenever you need me. But that's your call, not mine." I said starting to get out of her car.

"NO! Wait." she said and i sat back down and was surprised when her lips met mine for the second time. My first initial thought was that she was starting to see that I could be good enough for her. But then

I caught a bit of deja vu. Last time this happened she put it off as nothing; she could easily do that again. Was I doing something wrong by kissing her? And what about Finn? She was now doing exactly what he did to her.

No, I wasn't going to kiss Rachel while she was going out with Finn. Because then I would be a hypocrite. If Rachel wanted me then I guess she needed to decide if she was going to break up with Finn or not. Because this wouldn't only affect me, it affected a lot of people.

"No, Rachel. Don't hurt me like this again." I said pulling back from her using all my strength.

"What do you mean?" she asked innocently.

"Bye Rachel." I said leaving her car feeling more and more upset as I made my way inside. And inside I was met with another girl with tears in her eyes.

"Quinn! What happened?"

"Finn knows. Rachel knows. Now the entire school knows, Sam." She cried and before I could go to her she was gone too.

All that was happening lately was getting worse and worse every single day. And right now I had never been so mad. But how did everyone find out? Was Finn or Rachel telling people? I didn't see the point because it wouldn't do any good to anyone if the entire school knew. Finn would probably have more problems with girls because he cheated on one girlfriend and got the other pregnant. And Rachel was probably embarrassed and petrified.

I skipped school for the 3rd time this month and went to the place that belonged to Rachel and I. The place by the river where there were no problems and I could just escape. I could escape from all the stress around me. Because it seemed everyone was leaning on me lately, Quinn, Rachel, and my family. But when I went to the place by the river I leaned on something for a change.

A nice tree by the river.