Chapter Nine
Quinn's POV
Poor Fin; stuck in the hospital all alone.
Poor Tyler; he feels terrible about everything.
Poor me…
Poor me…
I've never been a "poor me" type of person…I've always kept my chin up and my head held high…but right now I just have to say it…Poor. Freakin'. Me.
Puck is so upset…he's just…morbid angry frustrated...mad. I walked up to him and said:
"Okay, Puck, I know you're upset, but you're gonna tell me what's up; Right now!" I was really fuming but I added: "Please?"
Then Puck did something as rare as snow in Hawaii.
He laughed.
He was laughing…at me. Who was he, thinking he had the nerve and the gull and the presumption to laugh at me-Quinn Fabray, head Cheerio! I'll tell you something right now; I don't take well to being laughed at! So poor freakin' me!
I kicked him in a place that you don't want to be kicked and stomped on his foot.
He didn't scream like a little girl…he didn't even say "OW!"…but I did.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" I hopped on one-foot, holding my right foot. "You jerk! You broke my foot!" I went to slap him across the face, but he grabbed my hand and said:
"You don't want a broken hand, too; do ya'?"
I scowled at him.
He smiled at me.
Jerk!
Puck started to walk away. He walked down the hall and out the door without a word, with a hot expression.
"Wait! What are you doing? Don't cut class!" I yelled as I limped over to him as fast as I could.
"Quinn, leave. Now."
"No!"
Puck balled his hands into fists.
"Leave now, Quinn! You're making me very angry!"
"No!" I repeated.
"Quinn…" He started, taking a deep breath. Puck opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. Then he ran away, fast as lighting, into the dark woods ahead.
"Puck, wait!" I called, limping as fast as I could. I caught up with him finally, and was totally out of breath. "What is going on?" I breathed.
Puck sighed.
"Have you ever had a secret you could never tell?" Have I? I don't know! What was he doing, distracting me with mind-games? "It's painful not to tell you, Quinn…so just leave, now."
I nodded and left…well, I didn't really leave; I hid behind a tree.
I gasped as big wolves surrounded Puck…one red-ish-brown one, one big black one and a smaller, girl-ish-looking, gray one. Then I gasped again. In Puck's place was a black, howling wolf.
