Reputations-3
QPOV
As I walked to my next class, Spanish, I thought about what Puck had said. How could I tell him? I loved him more than anyone in the world, but I couldn't be with him! He was the father of the baby that I was carrying! And I was giving her up. How could I be with him? He'd hate me when I give her up; I know how much he wants to keep her. I couldn't decide what to do, be with him and keep the baby, or give up the baby and have him hate me. Luckily, I reached Spanish class then, saving me from thinking about it. The only problem was that Mr. Schue was the teacher, and he was trying to figure out who wrote the Glist. At least he didn't know it was me…yet.
I was doing my work, trying desperately not to think about Puck…or the Glist. That was hard though, what with Mr. Schue looking at me the whole time with a thoughtful look on his face. So, when class was over, I hurried out the door and didn't look back. I probably should have been looking forwards, though, because I ran smack-bang into Rachel. Luckily, she was trying really hard to be my friend, so she just helped me up and said "Careful there Quinn. Don't wanna hurt the baby, or yourself. I once heard, that if you run into something too many times you-" I cut her off, saying a quick "Thank you," before scurrying off to the bathroom.
I reached the bathroom, got inside one of the cubicles and locked the door. Inside, I had a breakdown. I cried and cried; when had my life become so hard? I wished that I had never gotten pregnant. It was what had ruined my life, but then, at the same time, it had made it better. Oh, all I wanted was to go home! It was the end of school, but Mr. Schue had set an extra Glee meeting for well…now. I decided that, just this once, I was going to put myself first. So I left the bathroom and headed home.
PPOV
"OK, where is Quinn/" Mr. Schue asked.
"I heard her in the bathroom crying just before." Mercedes said. Why was she crying? I wondered. "How 'bout we just get on with the meeting? I want to get home soon you know.' I claimed. The rest of the club agreed.
"Ok, fine. I just want to ask you guys if anyone knows anything about the Glist…or would like to come forward?" Mr. Schue asked us. Everyone looked around. "No-one? Well okay then, but until someone comes forward, I will be adding 10 minutes of practice time after school for everyday it takes. You are now dismissed."