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Chapter 14!
Quinn glared at him, "you cheated." She said again.
Sam shrugged, "well, I really wanted you in my band...and I found a song you didn't know. That was the challenge to find a song you didn't know."
Quinn shook her head, "you still cheated...and really Pink Floyd, I cannot believe you did that! I hate them, I would never listen to that ever."
"And that's why I went with it...I knew you didn't like it, so I figured it was my best bet."
"I have to go see if Santana's okay...and if you know what's good for you, you'd let yourself out."
Sam couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the blonde walk out of the room.
Puck set down the controller as he pulled his phone out of his pocket, "I got a text, so don't cheat." He told his girlfriend.
Lauren shrugged, "from who?"
Puck shrugged before opening the message and reading the it, "Sam...he says that Quinn's in the band and we should all get together tomorrow so we could think of band names."
"Oh, so how come you didn't ask me to be in your band?" The girl asked.
The mohawked boy looked at her, "well, babe...I just thought that you know, in-band relations might cause a stir...you know, it'd probably be best this way?" He gave her a soft smile.
Lauren nodded, "Oh."
"Well that and I figured you'd probably think you're way to badass to join anyway."
"Yeah, you're right...bands are lame anyway."
Puck nodded before looking at her confused, "did you just call me lame?"
Lauren laughed, "hey, I'm going with you tomorrow."
"Okay."
Finn pulled into his driveway and climbed out of the truck. "Hey Blaine," He greeted the Warbler who just happened to be getting out of his own car.
"Hello, Finn..." Blaine greeted, "Kurt home?"
The taller boy shrugged, "I'm not sure. I think so though."
Blaine nodded, "okay."
The two guys continued their walk up the stairs to the front door of the Hummel/Hudson home. "Kurt, Blaine's here!" Finn shouted as he opened the door.
Burt came in from the kitchen, "hey, Finn, glad I caught you...would you mind helping out at the shop for a few weeks?"
Finn shook his head, "I don't know...I might be doing stuff for Rachel and all, with Glee you know?"
"I'll pay you." Burt said, "hundred dollars a week."
Finn looked at him, "Really?"
"Yeah."
"Okay then," the boy smiled, "I'll just have to tell Rachel she'll have to plan around my work hours."
Burt nodded, "awesome." He looked toward the other boy, "uh, Kurt is outside in the backyard with Carol, they're planting flowers."
Blaine smiled, "alright...thanks." He made his way to the back door.
Burt looked over at Finn who was currently sighing before walking to the kitchen, "you alright?" The older man asked while following Finn into the other room.
Finn looked behind his shoulder, "oh, yeah...yeah I'm fine."
Burt nodded, "you sure?"
The taller male pulled out his cell-phone which had vibrated, "yeah, I'm sure...Rachel's just been acting weird today." He shrugged, "I'm sure it's nothing."
We got our band together, so let's meet at The Lima Bean tomorrow...we'll pick band names.
-Sam
Finn smiled, "awesome." He said.
Burt looked at him confused, "what's that?" He asked.
Finn looked at him, "oh, Sam, Puck, Quinn and I are starting a band."
"Quinn?"
"Yeah, she's our lead singer." He pushed the phone back into his pocket.
"How does Rachel feel about that?" Burt asked.
Finn shrugged, "she said she was fine."
"I hope you know what you're doing." Burt laughed before walking from the kitchen.
Finn shrugged, "she's fine with it."
"Oh my God!" Santana growled, she leaned against the Fabray's bathtub next to the toilet. "I don't think I've ever thrown up that much before," She whispered.
"Are you alright?" Quinn asked.
Santana looked at her, "do I look okay?" She said, "no, I'm not...I don't know if I'll ever be alright again. I hate you."
Quinn shrugged, "why is this my fault?"
"You and your stupid craving for McDonalds...then your damn pizza..." she trailed off.
Quinn rolled her eyes, "yes, because I forced you to order as much as you did and I shoved that pizza down your throat."
Santana looked at her, "well, if food wasn't as good as it is...this wouldn't have happened."
"And this is not my fault."
The Latina was about to object however, before she got the chance to she rushed back to the toilet and threw up again.
Quinn crinched before bending over and holding her friends hair back for her, "Well, I'm sorry." She said softly.
There was a knock on the door when Santana stopped throwing up and the two girls glanced up to see Sam standing in the doorway.
"I thought I told you to leave," Quinn glared at him.
Sam shrugged, "you did tell me that if I was smart I should let myself out...but we all know that I'm not that smart."
Quinn shook her head, "that's not true."
"Oh yeah it is," Santana said before flushing the toilet and standing up to rinse her mouth out.
"I also found this on the table in the living room." Sam told them holding up a piece of paper.
The blonde girl reached out and took the paper, "what is it?" she asked looking at the little sheet. "Oh." She muttered when she read that it was the receipt for the pizza. It was two-and-a-half weeks old.
"Well?" Santana asked.
Quinn looked at her, "did I mention I was sorry?"
"What?"
Quinn handed her friend the receipt. Santana looked at it before glaring at the other girl, "you're dead."
Quinn shrugged, "I..."
"You better watch your back Fabray." Santana warned, "you just made my list."
"We have a meeting with the rest of the band tomorrow at The Lima Bean." Sam said amused.
Quinn glared at him yet again, "I still think I should have a redo."
Sam shook his head, "now that would be unfair."
Santana nodded, "I agree...Quinn you can't cheat."
"But he..." Quinn shook her head.
"Don't be upset...you know you secretly want to hang with Sam more often, Q." Santana snickered.
Quinn could feel herself blushing, She turned to look at the boy, "I..." However he was no longer there.
"Please, you really think I'm evil enough to say that in front of him?" Santana said, "I just wanted to know if you still liked him...and by that blush I can tell you do."
"I do not!" Quinn quickly defended.
"And there you go trying to deny it...yet again."
There we have chapter 14, I hope it was good enough...
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