The next morning I quickly got ready, ate breakfast, and went outside to walk to school. The school was a twenty minute walk if I was lucky, and I'm sure it would take longer considering I was sore all the time now, and I also had to carry my books in my book bag the whole way.

I walked outside of my house and started my walk to school. It sort of felt like walking to a firing squad. I knew that everyone would be hell bent on humiliating me. Ms. Sylvester would be at me right away to take away my Cheerios uniform and kick me off the team. I was obviously going to be kicked out of celibacy club, and I didn't want to think what my friends would do.

I had made it to the street lights when I heard a car honk at me. I kept my head straight. It was probably someone from school that was being a jerk.

The car kept honking as I waited for my turn to cross. I couldn't help it. I looked behind me. I recognized the car. It was Puck's.

I walked over to it. He rolled down the window. "Get in." He said.

I froze for a moment, realized that we were in a street with people waiting in their cars behind us, and got inside the car.

He looked ahead as he was driving. I looked at him.

"Why - How did you know?" I stuttered.

"Rachel called me last night. Don't ask me how she got my number. Finn probably gave it to her. She said that you told her that your parents took away your car," He replied, "Even if you didn't call me to tell me some really important news… I'm not going to make your drag your pregnant ass all the way to school and back each day."

What was he talking about? Oh yeah, I promised to call him and tell him what I had decided to do. Could he really blame me? I had tons of other things on my mind yesterday.

"I was kind of preoccupied Puck. I'm sorry."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Rachel told me that your parents are forcing you to go to Maine."

I shook my head wildly. "No. They were, but then everyone found out and they realized that there wasn't a point anymore."

Puck looked at me, and quickly turned his gaze back to the road. "So now what?"

I bit my lip. "I can stay. They just didn't want you in the picture."

I saw Puck gulp. His hands tightened on the steering wheel.

"I told them no. I said I wanted you to be there with me through all of this."

He suddenly smiled, like he couldn't help it. It was one of the cutest things I had seen in a long time. He looked at me and nodded.

"Thanks."

I waved it off. "No problem. There's just one thing… they said that I have to give the baby up for adoption. I can't keep it."

Puck didn't say anything. He kept driving. He turned the corner, a way which would lead in the opposite direction of the school. He pulled into an empty parking lot and parked the car. He looked at me.

"Do you want to keep it?"

I wish he didn't have to ask that. I had no idea if I wanted to or not. I looked at him and opened my mouth, and then closed it. I bit my lip.

"Maybe," I finally said, "But there's no point in arguing. They're making me. Plus, maybe it's for the best. We can get through this and we can go to college, we can get out of Lima. Don't you want that?"

Puck shrugged. "I want you to make the decision."

That made me angry. I suddenly felt all of my pent up emotion come flooding at me at once. "Why? Why do I have to be the one to make the decision? You were there too! It's your kid, you must know what you want! Why do I have to be the one to make the big life decision for the both of us?"

Puck took my hand and held it. "I didn't want to be a dad. I never wanted to be a dad, not even when I grow up. But, I screwed up and now there's a baby and I don't care if I didn't want to be a dad. You're the one who has to go through all of this so it's your decision. If you want the baby then I'm ready to be a father. If you don't want it then I'll be with you to go through the adoption stuff. I just want you to make the decision, not me, and especially not your parents."

I took my hand from him and turned around as I folded my arms. "I want to go to school now."

Puck laughed. "You really want to go there? People are probably waiting for you to walk inside, you know that right?"

I nodded. "Yeah, but at least it'll be better than having the father of my unborn kid tell me he doesn't want to be a father. At least I don't care what those kids think."

Puck sighed. He started the car and continued driving to school. There was silence in the car. Silence until Puck spoke up again.

"I didn't want to be a father right now. I don't know what's so shocking about that. You couldn't have wanted to be a mother now Quinn. I was just saying the truth. I'm not saying that if you keep the kid that I won't love it or raise it. Just that it wasn't in my to-do list for this year."

Okay, so maybe I couldn't understand that. But my hormones didn't accept that as an answer. I didn't say anything. We finally made it to the school parking lot. He parked the car.

"Meet me here after school," He said, "I'll drive you home."

I nodded but didn't say anything to him. I walked out of the parking lot to the front entrance of the school. This was going to be tough. This was going to be humiliating. But it was better to get it done and over with now. I took a deep breath and walked into the school.

To be continued…

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