Disclaimer: I still don't own anything… But, I'm still working on it! I have a new plan!

A/N: I am sososososo very sorry that it has taken me this long to update. I'm a bad, bad author. Things have been really crazy and then when I finally did have time my computer had to be sent in to be fixed. So, I hope this chapter will make up for the time I've been away.

A/N2: Just so you know I might not be adding in the new characters from this season. Or if I do it probably won't be all of them, but I'm still debating on this. And I'm also debating on whether or not Matt will be transferring… I probably will keep him, but as of right now it is still in the air.

A/N3: This chapter doesn't all connect really as one, other than it all happens in the same day and it's all about Quinn, pretty much. I was having a little trouble trying to fit them together, but I hope it will be okay. I guess I'll see from your reviews (hinthint). I just needed certain things to happen before I finally get to regional's for them. lol

Last week I had a dream that my friend became a murderer because he didn't want anyone finding out that he was gay. A few days later, he came out at told me that he was gay, then threatened to stab me with a pen if I told anyone. I feel like I predicted the future. MLIA.

Today this guy was being really annoying in Spanish. A kind of dorky, quiet kid said, "Jon, the sound of your voice makes my unborn children cry." Always the quiet ones. MLIA.

A few months ago my english teacher was explaining what he wanted in an introduction. He said " a good intro is like foreplay. i don't want you to rip your clothes off right away-seduce me" the whole time looking right at a boy in the front row. I love my school.

Today, during band rehearsal, our director was warning us what would happen if we were late for our performance on Monday. In the middle of her speech, one of the trombone players yelled out, "Better late than pregnant!". We got a ten minute break because she couldn't stop laughing. MLIA

"Quinn I have something I need to talk to you about…" Puck said nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

Quinn looked at him, wondering what could have the self proclaimed badass in this state.

"What is it?

"I have to tell you something that you might not like, I'm-"

The rest of the glee club entered the room, cutting off Puck.

"Hey, what's going on in here?" Tina asked with a smile.

That's when hell broke loose. Puck went crazy. For Quinn it was like in slow motion, watching the father of her child brutally murder their teammates, their friends. She tried to stop him, but she could move. When the rest of the club was dead Puck turned on her. Quinn thought it was the end. She was positive she was next.

"Puck… Why did you do this?" Quinn cried.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want anyone to know. I was only gonna tell you because, well, I got you preggo." The boy rambled.

"What… What don't you want people to know?"

"That I'm gay…"

"Hey Puck, I had the craziest dream about you last night. You ki- Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine just trying to convince myself… Can I talk to you? In private?"

"Yeah, sure." Quinn led him to an empty classroom, wondering what was wrong with Puck the whole way. "What do you wanna talk about?"

"I have to tell you something. Something you might not like. I felt like, because I knocked you up, I should tell you first, well… second, I mean Matt knows-"

"Puck you're starting to scare me a little. What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong per say… I'm… I've been wanting to tell you this for a while now, but I wasn't sure how you would react and I really hope you take it okay." Puck rambled and for the first time Quinn saw something she never saw in Puck, fear.

"Puck, just tell me."

"Just know I still love you. I'll always love you. I just don't love you like I used to love you-"

"PUCK!"

"Sorry."

"What is it?"

"I'm gay. Well, bi actually…" There was a pause that seemed to last hours, then…

"Wow. Weird…"

"I know. Are you mad?"

"No. I'm not mad. You can't help what you are can you?" Quinn rubbed Puck's shoulder hoping to ease his tension. "This is really weird because I had this dream last night that you were killing people because you didn't want them to know you were gay."

"That is weird… But if you tell anyone Quinn, I will kill you." Quinn looked up at Puck shocked. "I'm just kidding, relax. Just, please don't tell anyone." The confident Puck seemed to have returned. "Let me walk my baby mama to class.

'I wonder why he decided to tell me now… I'll have to talk with him later…'

'Could I blame his murder on the baby hormones? I mean, no one would really miss him. Azimo is an ass; I could probably get away with it… Even Schue looks like his about to kill him.' Quinn thought as she tried to glare a hole in the back of Azimo's head.

Quinn's thoughts were interrupted when Mercedes slipped her a note.

Quinn, you stare any harder and he'll burst into flames, not that I would mind

That's the plan. :) How are you NOT jumping down his throat, M? You are always the one to say something

I have my ipod in. I don't even know what's going on

He's just being annoying and not shutting up and making stupid, sexist jokes

Say something, gurl. You know Schue won't

"Girls are only good for 70 things, sandwiches and 69!" Azimo said, right before Quinn snapped.

"Azimo." Quinn's voice was dangerously low, but everyone heard her. "The sound of your voice is making my unborn baby girl cry. She is weeping and kicking wanting the torment that your voice and idiotic thoughts are putting her though to stop. And when she kicks it kind of hurts and when I'm in pain I get angry and you really don't want an angry pregnant girl on your hands. So stop talking or I will kill you and blame it on my hormones and I'm pretty sure everyone in this classroom will defend me in court. So, I'll ask nicely, please stop talking." Quinn felt a little better saying that, just hoping the boy would be a little to embarrassed to continue talking.

The class looked at Quinn a little shell shocked by her sudden outburst.

"Um… Quinn, can you come up here please." Schue finally broke from his shock.

"Yes Mr. Schue?" Quinn said once she was at his desk.

"Don't tell anyone, but thank you. Here's a hall pass, why don't you take your stuff and just go to glee early, there's only about ten minutes left anyway."

"Thanks Schue. He has been driving me nuts all class."

'Thank God I am out of there.'

"Alright, Rachel, Finn, take it from the top."

The two were only thirty seconds into "Faithfully" when Schue stopped them.

"Stop. You both are singing it really well, but the intro of the song has to really draw the audience in. It's like foreplay. The audience doesn't want you to rip your clothes off right away, they want to be seduced. Now seduce us." Schue explained, hoping the analogy would help the kids to understand.

Quinn blinked, in awe of what Schue, her TEACHER had just said to Finn and manha- Rachel. She looked around the room hoping someone would confirm she actually did hear what he said correctly and it wasn't just her hormones talking again, but that was only one time and it wasn't her fault Schue was so comforting to her situation and lets her come talk to him. From her scan of the other glee members she could tell what she heard did in fact happen.

"Okay, from the top."

Rehearsal continued on from the awkwardness and ran somewhat smoothly. A few minor dance mishaps from Finn, but nothing too bad.

"Before you guys leave, here are your permission slips. On Saturday be here before 8. We are leaving at 8 so we can get there and rehearse. Do NOT be late." Schue reminded the kids, like he would be for the rest of the week.

"Well, better late than pregnant." Quinn joked, patting her stomach.

The rest of the group turned to stare at her, not knowing whether she was serious or if they could laugh.

"What? It's a joke… It's supposed to be fun- Okay… Never mind…"

Quinn walked out of the class, leaving the rest of the club behind, planning to just wait by Kurt's car until him and Mercedes got there.

'I thought it was funny…'

I hope it was acceptable and I'm shooting to have another chapter up within two weeks. So that means it'll be at least three. JUST KIDDING! I'll really try to get it up within two.

PS: I heard the " woman are only good for 70 things sandwiches and 69" joke and I've been wanting to use it in one of these because it makes me laugh every time! -I'm not a good girl... I should find it offensive... lol