Chapter II - When You're Gone

The first time she heard her alarm clock, she ignored it completely and came back to sleep. The second time, she covered herself with her pillow. The third time her mom, Judy, also knocked on the door. Impossible to ignore.

Still asleep, she struggled to sit on her bed. She was still tired – she didn't sleep more than 4 hours - and her bedroom was a mess. It was a really sunny Monday, but it wasn't too hot. The weather was perfect, exactly the way she liked. The sun rays would go through her closed window to the mirror standing on her wall.

- Quinn! Hurry up, you're late already! – Judy yelled from the kitchen.

- Coming!

She slowly got up from her bed, straight to her bathroom. She brushed her teeth, washed her face, and started choosing her clothes for the day. She choose a white dress with red flowers. It fit perfectly on her.

She brushed her hair quickly, put on a little amount of makeup just so she could disguise her sleeping face and headed to the kitchen. Her mom handed her an apple, kissed her cheek and said "Have a good day!" as nicely as possible.

And she was ready.

In a minute or two she was at Mckinley. It was really close from her house, so she'd go walking everyday.

Opening up the door of her locker room, she felt her heart ache when she saw a picture of Sam.

"Crap", she thought, when she realized that she was about to go another day with him on her mind. She gave a sad smile in the realization that she actually thought she would be able not to think about him for at least a period of 24 hours.

- HEEEEEEEEYY? – a loud, loud scream echoed through the hallway.

It was Santana. Quinn jumped a little. She was so distracted she didn't even realize that Santana has been beside her for about two minutes talking to her about her weekend.

- I am so sorry! I didn't hear you. I didn't even see you coming! – she said, putting her books in to the locker room.

- Nahh, it's okay – Santana said, smiling. – I know you've been through some heavy times. I mean, it was Sam's birthday yesterday and-

Santana noticed the smile Quinn had on her face disappear at the mention of his name. It was not a surprise for any of the Glee club members how Quinn still felt about him. They usually avoided to talk about him in front of her but sometimes Santana would forget about that little detail.

- You know what? Forget it. – she said when Quinn closed her locker room and turned herself to face Santana – It's not a big deal. You're just gonna move on with your life like you've been doing since last year, okay?

Quinn shook her head. "If only she had saw me last night", Quinn thought. She'd never talk about how hurt she still was with anyone, not even Santana, her best friend. Everybody knew that yes, the feelings were still there. But the crying, the standing up almost all night everyday, the hurting… no one knew.

The bell rang and they left for their first period. Quinn felt good in that moment. She thought that maybe if she focused on her classes she'd stop thinking about him, at least for a little while. That's what she wanted the most: to stop thinking about him.

It was finally Glee time. For Quinn, the best and worst part of her day. Best because she could sing, dance, let it all go. Worst because around a year ago, in that same choir room, she had sung her first duet. With Sam, of course.

- Alright everybody, Sectionals are coming up. – said Schue, with enthusiasm. – This year is gonna be tough, yeah. But that doesn't mean we can't do it. So let's focus on our choices of songs! I'll be taking every single opinion and then I'll choose the best ones.

- I say we sing Michael Jackson! – Artie said.

- What? No! My solo has to be originally performed by a woman. – Rachel said, standing up.

- Your solo? – Santana giggled – I'm sorry to inform but this year I am the one getting a solo.

- But you got one last year! That's not fair, it's my turn – Rachel argued back

- STOP IT! – Schue screamed. – This year there is no solo. Everyone is getting a different part.

Quinn couldn't help but find all of that ridiculous. Why would anyone fight over a solo in a stupid competition? She should be the one screaming, kicking someone's butt, doing something. She should be the one to say out loud how she was feeling. She was the one who was terribly hurt, why wasn't anyone even caring about her?

"Solos. Stupid, stupid solos." She thought. She was so mad. And angry. And broken. Generally, just a huge, huge mess.

And while she was desperately needing help, they were fighting over solos.

Now I'll be putting these little notes under the chapters, yay.
So, the Prologue was really short and this first chapter is basically me introducing Quinn's day-to-day life without Sam around her. I do know that right now you guys must be totally lost wondering what's the story of this, well, story. You'll have to read to figure out, but yes, Sam is coming back. There are a lot of different aspects when it comes to Glee's real storyline and this fic. You'll figure all of them out as you read, no worries.

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Love, Juliana!