Hey guys! Sorry I'm not updating fast these days. I used to update like every day. Unfortunately, I've literally been buried under homework. I just completed three tests in the past three days and I have three more to go. So wish me luck! Hopefully I won't have a mental breakdown.

Quinn ran her fingers along the wall as she walked down the hallway. It was an old habit of hers. She wasn't quite sure why she did it. It just seemed to soothe her nerves. And at that moment, she definitely needed soothed nerves. She headed down the stairs to get to her English class. Although she still felt quite weak and ill from her plunge in the ocean, she still needed to keep her grades up and she had studied a bit last night in order to do keep up in class.

As she walked down the stairs, her legs started to feel a little wobbly. She clung on to the banister for support. The nurse had warned her about feeling weak and uncertain for awhile since she had used up so much energy the previous few days. She felt all the blood drain from her face as she suddenly felt herself flying through the air. She had lost balance and was hurtling down the stairs when suddenly… someone caught her in their arms.

"Thanks you," Quinn said, quickly steadying herself and pushing her glasses up her nose. She turned around and saw Michael staring back at her with wide eyes. She blinked at him and suddenly felt even dizzier than she had a few seconds ago.

"Oh… hey," Quinn said, forcing a smile.

"Hey," Michael said, smiling back.

The fake smile plastered on Quinn's face was beginning to hurt her muscles, so she quickly brushed past Michael with a fast, "Okay, then, see you." She began to rush down the hall when Michael quickly turned around and grabbed her arm. She let out a little scream as he twirled her around and enveloped her in his arms.

"Don't go," he said into her hair.

"W-what?" she stammered.

"I'm sorry, Quinn," Michael said, his voice high strung and awkward. "I made a mistake. I never should have let you go. I don't want to let you go. Don't leave me the way I left you, Quinn. Please, give me a second chance. Please… Quinn?"

Quinn just stood there in his arms, frozen in place. "Um…" She was unsure of what to say. Carefully, she pried his fingers loose and slowly pushed him away. "Michael," she said, feeling her heart break all over again. "I…" She blinked her eyes, willing herself not to cry. "I can't."

"Why? Why can't we start again?" Michael was beginning to grow panicky now.

"Because… I…" Quinn shook her head and closed her eyes, taking a big breath. "A girl can only fix her heart so many times, Michael." She smiled a sad smile at him and said, "I think it's time for us to say good bye." The bell rang and she looked at her watch. "I have to go to English. Bye."

She turned on her heel and rushed off. But instead of going to English, she went into the bathroom where she locked herself in a stall. Although she had willed herself not to cry, she now felt tears running down her face like a river- no, a million rivers. She couldn't believe what she had just done. It seemed unreal. She didn't want it to be real. Why was all this happening?

"Zoey, I have to go to the bathroom and fix my make up before class starts."

Zoey glanced at her watch just as the bell rang. She looked over at Dana and said, "Okay, I'll go with you. But you better be fast. The bell just rang and we have to be in class in about two minutes."

Dana nodded and the two girls walked into the bathroom. Dana stood in front of the mirror and fixed her eye make up as Zoey leaned against the sinks and waited for her. Then they both heard a soft sniffing sound and they exchanged glances. Zoey looked over at the only stall door that was closed and hesitantly walked towards it. She rapped her knuckles against the door.

"Hello?" she said uncertainly.

There was a pause. "Z-Zoey?" a faint voice said from behind the stall door.

Zoey looked at Dana, panic in her eyes. "Dana, it's Quinn," she said. She knocked harder on the door. "Quinn, it's me. It's Zoey. Open up… Quinn? Please, open up. Quinn? Quinn?"

The stall door slowly opened to reveal a red faced, tear stained Quinn. Zoey and Dana took one look at their friend and felt their hearts shatter. Seeing one of their sisters in so much pain was unbearable. Zoey silently reached out and hugged Quinn as Dana said, "Oh Quinn," and joined in on the hug.

As soon as the arms of her friends wrapped around her, Quinn erupted into a fresh load of tears. "I… I… I could have started again," she said, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably. "I could have started again, but I chose not to. What is wrong w-with me?"

"Nothing is wrong with you!" Dana cried rubbing Quinn's back in what she hoped was a soothing matter. "You did the right thing, Quinn."

"No, I didn't," Quinn said miserably between her tears.

"You know what," Zoey said, unraveling herself from the arms of her friends. "I know what will make us all feel better." She smiled. "Break is coming up in three days. We have a week of no classes. We can arrange a trip to go visit Nicole!"

Dana grinned. "Yeah, that'd be great! I miss seeing her, you know?" All three of them nodded. Zoey handed some tissues to Quinn who wiped her eyes. She blew her nose and then smiled a big smile.

"Yes," she said. "Visiting Nicole might make me feel better."

"We'll go and surprise her," Zoey said. "She'll be so happy to see us."

"And we'll be happy to see her too." Dana smiled and three girls walked arm in arm out of the bathroom, teary eyed and heading for the class that they were very, very late for.

Okay you guys. I'm sorry for the fairly short chapter, but I promise you the next one will be better! Or, you know, hopefully it will be better. Your comments, feedback, and thoughts are greatly appreciated! Thanks lots!

(ohmygosh. you will never guess what i did. i accidentally updated this chapter on to the first sisterhood of the travelling pants story > sorry about the mistake!)