These halls. These stupid fucking halls. As we run down them i just keep thinking about how the day started. I couldn't stop talking about these stupid fucking halls.
To be honest I'm not surprised there's a shooter, I'm just surprised its Krofsky. I didn't think he had it in him. But I swear, if he did anything to Santana, I will kill him.
Puck, Quinn, and I were running down the hall, fucking long ass hall. I was starting to loose my breath and my shoulder was aching. I eventually slowed down, Puck turned when he noticed.
"Dude are you okay?" He whisper yelled from across the hall.
I nodded. "Yea, I just need a break." I say while bending over a bit to cradle my arm. "Just a little bit in pain."
"Okay, so let's get you to the nurses office. Then once your secured me and Puck will get Santana." Quinn said walking towards me.
"NO! No, you need to find her, she'll be happier when its you two, not me. I'll go alone and update you. Okay?" I say starting to walk backwards.
They both stand there, watching me. Wanting to move and go with me. When Quinn does take that step, Puck moves his hand infront of her to stop her movements. Then he nods. "Yea, be safe okay?" He says pulling Quinn with him.
"Are you an idiot? She can not go alone, what if the shooter is over there?" Quinn whisper yelled starting to get angry.
"We wont know Quinn okay? But I consider San my little sister, just like you see Britt. Look it's B, she'll be fine, the nurses office is a hall over, San is the one who needs our help. Your best friend." I hear him say.
I had turned my back by now, but It went quiet then I heard a soft, "Okay". You could tell they started running again, I could hear their foot steps.
It didn't take me long to get to the nurses office. Once i finally reached it i attempted to open it, but guess what? It. Was. Locked. "Ugh Fuck!" I whispered. I tried to jingle the nob a bit just to see, but nothing.
I sighed in defeat then remembered who the fuck i am. Im badass Britt, i can just pick the lock. I laugh to myself and get on my knees. This should be fun. "Ha thats what she said." I said to myself. As I'm trying to pick the lock i stop. "Why the fuck didn't Puck and I just pick a lock?" I ask myself.
I sit there in thought for a second then I remember. A shooter. Yea I can be real dumb sometimes. I shrugged to myself and continue to pick the lock.
It took a few minutes but i got the door unlocked, once i heard the "click", i turned the nob and opened the door slowly. The lights were off, so i stepped in and closed the door behind me, making sure to lock it.
I turn and look around, the room was L shaped, so further in it turns right, which is where the bandaging stuff is. I slowly make my way over and walk into a small metal side table that had equipment on it.
It made a loud sound and i shhh'ed it. I waited a second for it to be quiet again then proceeded to walk, i was about to cut the corner when something or someone jumped out in front of the screaming.
"Screw you fucker!" They yelled and smacked me across the face with a metal tray. I dropped to the floor groaning.
"Oh fuck, that hurt." I said bringing my hand up to the left side of my face. Then the lights turned on and i sat there looking up to 5 people. Believe it or not i was thankful to see who had just hit me.
"Emily." I said looking into her brown eyes.
"Britt?" She asked. "Hold up girls, its just Brittany." She says waving to the 4 girls behind her.
"What are you guys doing in here?" I asked standing up with Emily's help.
"B, there's a shooting. Your supposed to hide in classrooms, we were just getting ice for Kate, she took a nasty fall in practice, we heard shots and locked the door. The nurse was on lunch so i used the spare key from the gym. The real question is why the hell were you out there?" Emily asked.
"Oh long story, i actually came here for maybe some tylenol and some bandages." I say pointing to my shoulder.
"Did you cut it?" She asked going to inspect my shoulder. Im relieved it was Emily in here. She wants to go to school to be a doctor and she helps out in the nurses office. I take off my hoodie and she inspects the bandaging. She starts to peel back the homemade bandage Puck made when she shrieked.
"The hell Britt! You got shot!" She says loudly to where her friends walk up to look, gasping. "What happened?" She asked pulling me to a bed.
"Long story, i can't get into detail but, can you patch me up? Im feeling a little light headed, plus the pain is killing me." I said.
She nods and grabs a few items. "Kate grab some tylenol? And a cup of water please." She says as she starts to clean the wound.
"Ok, so why are you out there?" She asked.
"I said its a long story, i don't really have time to go into detail, but its not good." I say flinching when she goes to dab the wound.
"Dam B, thank god the bullet went through, how long has it been since you got shot?" She asked.
"No clue, me and Puck were running and it just happened, we were looking for-" I say as my own grunts cut me off. "Shit!"
"Sorry, im just applying some ointment then im going to bandage you up." She says as her friend Kate returns with two tylenols and a cup of water. "Drink that, it will help with the pain." She said
I nod and down the cup of water and two pills. Emily finishes bandaging me up then moves to my face. "What happened to your face?" She asks as she starts to dab my left eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused. I look to the clock, shit I need to go. I lightly push Emily back and stand up.
"Wait where are you going?" She asks trying to stop me from walking.
"I need to go find Puck and Quinn. I left them to come here." I say trying to push past her again.
"Woah no, no. Your not going out there Britt, you got fucking shot. Its too dangerous." She says.
"I dont have a choice." I say looking her in the eyes.
"Let me at least finish with your eyebrow." She says pulling me back to the bed.
"My eyebrow? Whats wrong with it?" I ask as she turns to grab some medical stuff. I really couldn't tell you what it was.
"Oh, um. Nothing bad, I guess I split your eyebrow when I hit you with the medical tray." She said trying to hide a laugh.
"Wow, are you beating me now? Thats kinky." I say laughing. It was never hard for me to connect with Emily, we have the same personality and agree with most things.
She playfully hits my left arm while rolling her eyes. "Shut up you weirdo. Actually, I do have one question." She asks as she puts a bandaid on my eyebrow.
I watch as she rubs it a little longer, making sure it sticks. Her eyes move from my eyebrow to my right cheek. She brings her hand down and lightly strokes my bruised cheek. Her hands were warm and soft, but not as soft as Santanas. I could see all forms of happiness leave her eyes when she watches me flinch.
Gosh I can't not answer her, but I don't trust myself to look her in the eyes. "Oh, that. I had an argument before lunch today, I got slapped." I said as I look down to my hands.
"Well thats one heck of a bruise for one slap." She says sarcastically.
"Well to be honest it was 3, and fun fact it was in this room and funnily enough I was sitting right here when it happened." I said patting then bed beside me.
"It happened here? Who would come into the nurse's office to slap someone?" She asks me. I just sit there quietly. If I tell her, she's gonna give me a lecture.
"Becca said Santana was pretty angry today." Kate said from the back of the room. I quickly look back to her, while Emily looks at me in shock then to Kate.
"Thanks Kate." I say through clenched teeth.
"She did this?" Emily asked. She looked angry for a second then confused. "What the fuck did you do to make her slap you 3 times?"
"What makes you think I did something?" I ask defensively.
"Well, I know she has a temper but she's never like, bruised you before. And you can be an idiot sometimes B."
I gasp. "What! No, I legit did nothing. Her child of a boyfriend almost killed me today on one of the workout machines, I come here for ice and boom! Next thing I know I'm getting slapped!" I say pointing to my face. The other 4 girls laugh.
I just stand up rolling my eyes. "Whatever, I need to go now." I say going to grab my hoddie.
"Wait!" Emily says grabbing my arm. I turn sighing.
"What Emily?" I asked in an annoyed tone.
She just hands me her sweater. "Here wear this, yours has a hole in it. Try not to use that arm too much okay?" She says as she helps me into her hoddie.
"Thanks." I say heading for the door again.
"I really shouldn't let you go out again, its not safe." She says grabbing my good arm. "Please stay."
I look to her then down to her hand grabbing at my forearm. "I cant, i need to find her." I say in a low voice.
I can hear Emily sigh and squeeze my arm, i look up to her as she talks again. "Listen, i know you still love Santana. You have been dreaming about her recently, saying her name in your sleep. Its okay, im not angry, i know this thing between us is just friends with benefits but i do care about you. So please be safe, okay?"
I nod and smile as she unlocks the door. I step out and watch as she closes it again. I hear the click for the lock then im on my way down the hall, toward the auditorium.
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Fuck! I can't belive im back to square one. Walking down these stupid halls.
I really hope Puck and Q have found Santana by now. I don't know why, but I just have this bad feeling about Krofsky. Like, just his facts weren't adding up.
The worst part about actually finding Santana is that there is a high chance I will be slapped again. But at least she will be safe.
Okay im just about to reach the end of the hall, I haven't heard anything in a while. Maybe the shooter left? I don't know, but I just have to turn left here and then go down the hall and make one more left, then im at the auditorium.
Have you ever been in like class or somewhere boring and just daydreamed. Yea same. But for me I would dream about Santana. And I mean the scenarios went on forever. Except this one spasific one. It was me being the basic hero, and of course we all know how it ends. With me saving her ass and her falling in love with me. Basically those sappy teen romance movies.
Yea, well I think that was my favorite one. I know its weird but, I really did love her. I thought she loved me to, and I guess it just hurts when the love of your life hates you. To the point where she calls me by my last name and picks on me. I never saw that one coming, thats for sure.
The only thing that matters is that in those scenarios, shes talking to me. Not forcefully or to be mean to me. She generally wants to talk to me.
I smile, remembering how nice she can be, fuck im such a sap.
I just wish she would not hate me-. My thoughts get cut off from me tripping over something and falling face first to the floor.
Everything happens so fast, i swear I was just expressing my deepest secrets and next thing I know I'm now on the floor. I lift my head, shit does that hurt. "Fuck!" I hiss. I fucking did it again. I really need to learn to not zone out while talking to myself. Its getting dangerous.
I look down to the floor to see some blood and my bandaid. "Well thats great." I say sarcastically. I reach up and touch my left eyebrow. I look to my hand and see blood. A lot of it.
"Fuck, I must have split my eyebrow open again." I say trying to move to get up. Dam, those pills must be working, or im in some type of shock. Because my shoulder doesn't even hurt.
I lift my other arm up and notice blood on my other hand. Wait what? i ask myself. I push myself up further and look down. Wait why is there so much blood? Did I break something?
I start to freak out, where did all this blood come from? I look back behind me and my heart drops.
My heart stops beating and I just stare behind me. In panic I quickly get up and back myself against the wall. Staring at what I tripped over.
A FUCKING DEAD BODY! I TRIPPED OVER A BODY! A DEAD ONE! I dont know what to do. I cant breathe, like seriously I forgot how.
I cant even pull my eyes away from him, or it? I don't know. Oh I think im gonna be sick. I start to gag, I can feel my face pale and I get light headed.
"Oh, oh. oh my-." I say to myself. What do i do?
Im still leaning against the wall, im afraid to fully stand up. I know I will pass out. Instead I resort to plan two.
Whats plan two? let me tell you.
Its me slowly sliding down the wall as a hug my knees to my chest. And I'm pretty sure I'm also crying.
"Shhh-shit! W, w, what do I do?" I ask myself again. I'm 100% Crying now. I cant even stop my tears, there just pouring down my face. I'm shaking now too. I just tripped over a dead body. I fell into their puddle of blood.
Where do I go? Do I leave the body? To be honest im curious as to who it is. I slowly crawl over to the body, making sure not to step in the blood. I remove the backpack of the kid which was covering his face. Once I see who it is I drop the backpack gasping as I slide back away from the body.
Oh gosh, its, its Paul. Paul is from the hockey team, hes actually not that bad of a guy. I think he's the only one on the team who doesn't hit on me. Shit, why did they have to shoot the only good guy on that team?
I'm starting to breathe heavily again, oh shit I think I'm panicking again. I'm about to cry again when I hear footsteps in the distance.
My first reaction is to freeze, someone is approaching me from the hall I was just walking down before I turned and tripped. Shit! what do I do?
"I dont know! He just said to find her and shoot her?" One voice says.
"Well where is the bitch at? You know what boss said, thats good money!" The other voice says.
"Lets check down this hallway okay? Remember shes wearing a grey hoddie with the words 'I like chicks' on the front, okay? just look out for that!" The first voice says again.
Their footsteps and voices are getting closer. I don't have time to run or hide. I'm so fucked right now!
Me being me, my dumb ass has to always make a comment. 'Fuck that sweater would be so cool, I for sure want it' I think to myself. Wait? A grey hoddie with the words 'I like chicks'? Wait what did they just say? Im pretty sure I have that hoddie-. Holy fuck! Shit! Shit! Shit! There looking for me- wait why me? Why the fuck would they be looking for me?
I know their about to turn the corner, i have to hide. There gonna kill me, shit but where-. I stop when i look back down to Paul.
Oh fuck no. Crap! Its the only way.
I quickly go back and push Pauls body over a little bit, making the puddle of blood bigger. I lay in it again, making sure just my torso is in the blood. I put my face back down and ruffle my hair so im covered. Then i lay my arms down. Well see if this works.
"Fine! But this is getting annoying. The cops are outside. We can get caught." The second voice says.
"Dude, we locked all the doors, the staff was on lunch break, so they were either out of the building or in the teachers lounge which we also locked. After everyone was in the cafe we locked those doors as well. There not getting in right away. We just need to find the bitch and kill her. Maybe scare the others and dip through the vent in the gym." The first voice says.
I hear their footsteps close, but then they stop.
"Shit! Did you really kill these two people right here?" The first voice asks.
"No! Must have been boss. Kinda sucks. Looks like these two were a couple." The second voice says as i hear him kick Pauls leg.
"Will you stop that? Lets keep moving, we need to go to the auditorium." The first voice says.
Shit! there heading towards Puck and Quinn! Shit! I gotta do something, they cant find them. Puck will try and be a dumb ass and save Q, but they will both get shot.
I continue to rant when i feel something on the side of my face. I feel the object press into my head and turn it a bit. Its cold and round, kinda feels like metal-.
"Dude, i though boss said to shoot them in the head if were killing. This one didnt get shot in the head." The second voice says.
Im so scared right now, i think they know im not dead. Im trying to hold my breathe so they won't see me move. And im pretty sure that their gun is on my face. Shit im starting to cry, i cant cry. I shake when i cry, they will for sure catch me.
"Dude, stop! The boss killed the bitch and thats it, lets go." I hear the first voice say then i hear footsteps leaving me.
"Okay but let me shoot her in the head just incase. Its like our signature thing, all the bodys got the bullet in the head." The second voice said.
Did he say bodies? as in plural? Oh gosh, i haven't seen any till now. Oh god, hes going to kill me. Please god, dont let him kill me. What would happened to Puck or Quinn when they find out. Or Emily, how will my family handle it. Fuck! Who would take care of Dylan.
Okay i got a plan, on a count of three im gonna jump up, disarm the fucker. Im gonna punch him down and shoot his partner. Yea thats good, okay on the count of three.
One
Two
Thr-
"Seriously im gonna shoot you in the head. Lets go, now! Or when boss asks why we didnt find the girl and kill her, ill blame you and you can deal with that!" The first one snarls out.
I feel the pressure on my forehead removed and more footsteps.
"Fine! Jeeze your so boring." the second voice says as their footsteps fade.
"Whatever, lets just get to the auditorium." The first one says. I wait 3 minutes before I look up. I cant hear their voices or footsteps anymore.
I'm shaking, I can't belive I almost got caught. I feel the tears streaming down my face. I sit up and step out of the puddle of blood. But why didnt they shoot me. I'm wearing the sweater that they described.
I look down to see my sweater covered in blood. Once I wipe my eyes with my sleeves I look down again reading the words on my sweater.
'Girls varsity volleyball team 2020' i read in my head.
Also the sweater im wearing is white, or it was before I layed in a puddle of blood.
I'm so confused right now, this is not my hoddie. Did I hit my head really hard? I keep thinking about where this hoddie came from. Its helping to take the events off my mind.
Finally my eyes widen and I snap my fingers. "Fucking Emily." I whisper out. That bitch gave me her hoddie because mine had blood and a hole on it.
I smile slightly, that bitch saved my life. Then I look back down and see Pauls body and my mind is emedielty brought back to what had just happened.
I almost got killed. I was just touching a dead body. Oh fuck, what do it do. There are 3 shooters! Holy shit! Me and Puck were wrong. But that doesn't make any sense. And they kept saying boss, are they being payed to do this?
Cus you would have to be fucked up to pay someone to kill a teenager during school. I'm shaking again, I can't even explain how scared I am right now. I have been running around for the past hour thinking it was just one guy, but there were three. They have killed who knows how many people. I really hope I don't know any of them.
Okay, focus Brittany, focus! We need to follow them. Thats where Puck and Q are. Okay lets g-.
Bang Bang,
Bang,
Bang Bang Bang,
Bang
I freeze before taking my next step. Holy shit, their shooting. Their shooting at Q and Puck. This is all my fault.
I walk to the wall leaning against one of the classroom doors. I rest my head back on the door, totally miss judging it, I hit it with a loud thud.
But being a crying mess, I dont even notice and I slide down the door with my knees to my chest. Kinda similar to me about 5 minutes ago when I found the body.
My head was in my arms that were resting on the top of my knees. I was now full ass crying. Like I could feel the snot and everything.
The guys even said the police won't be getting inside anytime soon. I know there coming for me, I have no clue why but they are. Fuck I can't let them hurt my friends. I would never let anyone die for me.
Gosh what do I do? Should I lure them away?
Bang
Bang
Bang
Shots are now coming from the other hallway. It was so unexpected that I whip my head in the direction of the shots, causing me to bump my head again against the door. "Thud."
"Fuck!" I hiss to myself. I grab my head as I continue to cry. I can hear those footsteps again coming from the auditorium. Why are they coming back so soon? Did they kill whoever was in there? Did they hear the other shots. Oh gosh, where do i hide?
I look to the dead body, debating to go lie back down. But I couldn't move, oh god I'm gonna hurl again. I cant even belive I did that the first time. No way in hell am I doing it again.
Honestly...
There is no where to go, im stuck. I have a shooter from my left and one to my right. I cant go anywhere, they're looking for me. I let out more tears, I can't belive im agreeing to this.
I can hear the footsteps getting closer. Yep its happening, im just gonna sit here. If they kill me they kill me. But I won't let my friends or anymore people die because they want me. I keep my head down, I can hear them about to turn the corner.
I wait for them to notice me when the wall behind me disappears and someone grabs the back of my hoodie.
First thing I do is scream. My hoodie was tugged so hard that it pulled up a bit covering my face, so I couldn't see who has me. Shit! My dumbass forgot I was leaning against a fucking door. I feel as im tugged back into the classroom. As im being dragged on the floor i can feel the hoodie rising up on my stomach. I'm praying the shooters won't do anything more then shoot me.
"Hurry pull her in." Says a females voice in a whisper. "And shut her up!"
"I am, calm down. Close the door, their coming!" I hear a guy whisper yell. I hear the door close and a lock on it.
The guys voice I heard, is the one I assume who has me in a hold. He covers my mouth over the hoodie, Shhh'ing into my ear.
I'm so scared in this moment. My first instinct is that its one of the shooters. As I continue to cry I fight the hold and manage to get my arm free and elbow the guy in the face.
With a grunt from the guy, I feel him fully let go. I attempt to get up and make a run for it when another body straddles my lap, pushing me back down.
This is it, they got me pinned. With getting shot and hitting my head so much today, I have no strength. I'm so tired, that I don't even think I care anymore. So I just fall back down, limp. I just let go and start to fully cry again, I dont care anymore. I'm going to die anyways, might as well not fight it and tire myself out more.
As I cry I feel warm skin on my abdomen, the body above me has leant forward and is now resting their upper body on me as well. Their one hand is placed on my mouth to stop me from making noises while the other is placed on the side of my face. I can feel them lean down to my left ear and whisper.
"Shhhhh, Britt please calm down. Please be quiet." Says another female voice, different from the first one.
I start to calm down and really take in my surroundings. Thinking about it now, the body above me is light, defanetly smaller then me. I can feel their chest raising against mine, and yup, those are 100% boobs. On reflex my arms shoot up and grab the other persons waist. I grip it tightly as I feel them shift.
I could totally throw this person off of me. But feeling the fabric of the shirt the person was wearing, made me realize it felt familiar. Now that I have stopped crying I listen to the girls voice.
"Please, your okay." says the girl again.
I know that voice. My heart speeds up a little and I get butterflies in my stomach. I pause for a moment, I can now feel the soft skin thats on my torso. This person was wearing a Cheerios uniform. She sounded familiar, is it? Her?
"San?" I ask out, my voice weak and cracking from all the crying.
"Shhh, your okay. Just a bit longer." She says. Now I'm not dumb, but with how much I have hit my head today I could be 100% Wrong or hallucinating. She didn't give me a yes or no answer. Wait who is with her? I hope Q and Puck are okay.
As we sit there quietly we can hear footsteps approaching the door, but stop just outside the room. "Did you hear that? A girl screamed!" Says the first voice from earlier in the hall.
"Hey! That body that was here is gone! Fuck! I knew I should have shot her in the head. She must still be alive, but shes wounded!" Says the second voice from earlier in the hall.
"Carp, she had blonde hair to. That could have been the girl." The first guy said.
"Well boss fried his gun, he said to go find him when he does that. So let's go and not mention this to him." Said the second guy.
"Agreed now let's go." Says the first guy.
We hear their footsteps start again then dissappear. Its quiet for another second then I start to cry again.
Holy shit, there still looking for me.
"B, stop crying were here." I hear the first female voice say.
I hug the body above me tighter, I really hope this is Santana. The girl doesn't pull away or slap me. Not even one rude comment. In fact the body hugs me back, and tightly. Yea, I dont think its Santana.
I frown to myself and cry more. I just want, gosh, I was gonna say my mom but no. I want Dylan. She knows how to comfort me. Ugh fuck! I'm so pathetic.
"Why is she still crying?" The guy says.
"I dont know Puckerman, maybe the fact that she was in the hall with the shooters is enough. Or perhaps the fucking dead body we saw out there!" The girl above me snaps to Puck.
Oh shit it defanetly sounds like Santana. Bitchy Santana could always turn me on- Wait did she just call him Puckerman?
"Please Santana, calm down. Hes just asking a simple question." Says the other girls voice.
Well if Puck is here, and Santana is here, that means-.
"Thank you Quinn. Shut up Lopez!" Puck hisses back.
"Quinn?" I ask out, my voice still weak and cracking. Gosh it sounds like I'm hitting puberty.
"Im here honey, your okay." Quinn says squeezing my arm. The body above me moves and I let it go. They sit up in my lap, still straddling me, but there pulling the hoodie back into place so my face is in the open.
Once im free I look up to see my friends, Puck had a hand to his forehead.
"What happened to you?" I ask him.
"I dont know, I tried to help a friend out and she attacked me." He said with a chuckle.
"You deserved it." I said laughing back.
"Oh God, i though you guys got shot. They were heading to the auditorium and they fired, I, I didnt know where you guys were." I say as Quinn places her hand to my face.
"What happened to your eyebrow?" She asked.
"Oh." I say quickly looking from Quinn to Santana then back to Quinn. "Emily happened." as soon as I said that I heard Santana scoof and shift trying to get up.
Me still having a grip on her hips pull her back down. She places her hands on my stomach to stop herself from falling forward.
"When I got to the nurses office, it was locked. I broke in and tried to find the bandages. I didn't think anyone was inside, and was I wrong. She hit me in the face with a medical tray. But she bandaged up my shoulder, so I mean that okay." I say shrugging. I take a chance and look back to Santana, she was just listening but looking down to her hands.
"Well you look like shit B. With your eyebrow, and your cheek. Rough." Puck says laughing.
"Wait how did you guys get here? How did you know I was outside?" I ask, because now I'm lost.
"Oh no, you first. Why the fuck are you covered in blood?" Quinn asks as everyone looks down to my not so white hoodie anymore.
"And its Emily's." Puck says awkwardly.
I shoot him a glare and Santana attempts to get off, this time she uses more force and manages to get off. I pout a little watching as she sits to the side not looking at me.
"B, What happened when you left us?" Quinn asked.
I sat up and looked from Santana who would not give me the light of day and sighed. I looked to Q and Puck.
"Once i left you guys i headed to the nurses office. I got bandaged up and headed to the auditorium to find you guys. But when i turned the corner i tripped over, um, Pauls body. I freaked out and got as far away as possible. I heard these two guys coming and i had no where to hide, so i pretended to be dead and laid beside Paul. It worked, but then i heard the guys talking about killing someone. This guy is paying them to kill someone who is wearing a grey hoodie with the words 'I like chicks' on it." I say looking from Puck to Q.
They both watch me, waiting for something to happen. But nothing, i just wait for them to put it together. But they dont.
"I dont get it." Puck says.
"Their looking for someone wearing a sweater?" Quinn asked.
"Ugh, gosh guys. They are looking for Brittany, they explained the sweater she was wearing today. Grey hoodie with the words 'I like chicks' on it." Santana said rolling her eyes.
Both Pucks and Quinns eyes pop out. "What the fuck?" puck asks shocked.
"Seriously? But why?" Quinn asks.
"I have no idea." I reply just as shocked. "So what happened with you guys?" I asked.
Both Quinn and Puck just sat silently, not looking at me.
"Well, now thats a story." Santana says.