I can't believe I actually did it.
I walked in, and told Ms. Sylvester that I quit.
She just stared at me. Then she pointed to the door. I laid my pile of uniforms on her desk, and walked out.
I was kind of worried that maybe the other shoe would drop, because it seemed way too simple. I was expecting that she'd say something.
What never even entered my mind was that the other shoe could drop on Artie.
I quit the squad for a lot of reasons...personal reasons, but apparently word around the school was that I quit because Artie wanted me to.
I don't know who started that rumour, because it's not something we'd ever even discussed.
One of the reasons I decided to leave WAS that I wanted to spend more time with Artie, but I also quit because I was just tired of the social expectations that went along with having that role. I want to be just Quinn...not "the head cheerleader." Just Quinn. I want to wear what I want. I want to have my hair how I want it. I want to be able to do things without having to worry that word about it might get back to Sue Sylvester. I just want a chance to be myself.
Artie got slushied today because of my decision. He was absolutely covered, and I felt so terrible about it. We managed to get most of it off, but they got him from the back, and that is way harder to get rid of than when they get you in the front.
We had a little heart to heart after he was mostly dry, and I think he's kind of irritated at the fact that I didn't talk about it with him. He said it was fine, but I could see a flicker of hurt in his eyes.
I know I shouldn't feel guilty, but I kind of do. He's so amazing and awesome and open, and I do this without even mentioning it to him.
I've come to realize that I am in love with Artie Abrams.
Now I just need to tell him.