Hello there, so first of all I wanna say thank you to everyone who read and reviewed, or just read DJ Sammy Evans...I'd also like to say that I am thinking about making a follow up one-shot to that story, though I'm not sure if I should.
Second I would like to say, thank you to everyone who is still reading this fic and still enjoying it, I just think that is awesome...so thank you.
And thank you for all of your reviews also, that's awesome, I never really expected to get as many as I have, I always imagined I'd have maybe ten if I was lucky, so really thank you.
Also, lastly I would like to say, if you read this whole author's note, you are totally awesome, and thank you...Now I give you chapter 9 (can't believe I'm there)...
They stayed on her couch for an hour, or at least that's what Quinn thought, though it may have been more. Santana's crying had finally stopped and now she looked like she was suffering from some mad disease that made her eyes puffy and red and her throat all hoarse.
"You alright?" The blonde asked quietly.
The raven haired girl just shrugged, "I guess."
Quinn sighed for a moment before smiling a little, "why'd you call yourself trailer trash?"
Santana looked at her, "I live in a trailer park."
Quinn nodded, "yes...but you live in a house...a very, very nice looking house."
The other girl rolled her eyes, "shut up Quinn! I'm depressed, you should let me say whatever the hell I want!" She couldn't help but smile though.
"And you're dad is a doctor, so if you absolutely wanted to, I bet you could get tickets to Hawaii...or maybe Peru." Quinn stated.
Santana's smile didn't falter, "yeah, I'd totally get first class too...I bet wheels only got coach."
Quinn nodded, "of course you would Santana...you're better than anyone."
The Latina nodded in agreement before her smile changed to a just straight face, "can we listen to heartbreaking music?" The question was mumbled.
Quinn nodded, "yeah...hold on." She stood up to walk up to her room, "I'll be right back," she told Santana before she walked up to her room.
Sam thought about walking the ipod back over to Quinn's but he realized he couldn't leave Stevie and Stacy alone in the hotel while their parents were out. So then he thought about calling her, however when he picked up the phone to call her he remembered Santana was over there and he figured he might get yelled at for calling while she was having 'problems' (he secretly hoped she was okay).
He looked at the ipod in his hand once again before sighing deeply. He'd just have to give it to her tomorrow, and hope she didn't kill him. He set it on top of the table and laid down on his little 'bed' before closing his eyes.
He tried to sleep for about five minutes, but he really just wanted to be around Quinn, that's all his brain directed him to, and though he tried he couldn't turn his mind off...so he gave up and instead grabbed her ipod. He quickly put the headphones in and began searching through it. He ended up out of the music section and started to look at the movies she had, there was a wide variety on there and Sam kind of wondered how she got so many of them on there, he knew for a fact her mom had a strict policy when it came to rated R, she wouldn't let Quinn watch them, even though she was the legal age of seventeen.
Altogether Quinn had sixteen movies on her ipod: Bad Girls (which is not what it sounds like (sexually) Quinn had made Sam watch when they were dating, it was about four women who went on the run after three of them broke the other free after she had killed the sheriff. It was a western movie, and it was pretty good). The other movies were; Cry Wolf, Camp Rock, Jesus Christ Superstar (yes, that musical), Scream, Scream 2, Scream 3 (Sam was sure she'd have Scream 4 on there later), Grown Ups, 50 First Dates, The Lion King, The Lion King 2: Simba's Pride, E.T., Camp Rock 2: The Final Jam, The Titanic, Easy A and finally The Roommate.
After looking through the movies Sam decided to look through the pictures, he wasn't surprised to find a lot of them with Quinn and Finn together, and there were a lot of Quinn and Santana some of Quinn and Brittany, or Quinn with her family. Ther were also some of Quinn with Kurt and Mercedes, or her with Tina and Mike, a few of Quinn with Blaine or Artie, and a few with either Puck or Lauren or them three together. Sam also found one with Quinn and Coach Sylvester, and then another of Quinn with Mr. Schue. Those were right before the four with Quinn and Beth and with Quinn, Puck and Beth...surprisingly enough there was even one of Quinn and Rachel. However the thing that still kind of surprised him yet also made him super happy at the same time there were still a lot of him with her. He smiled when he found the same picture that was still on his desk in the ipod.
Quinn came back downstairs when she remembered that Sam had been using her ipod in the livingroom. Once she stepped down the stairs and looked around the livingroom she looked at Santana who was sitting in the same place on the couch looking as bored as ever.
Quinn sighed looking around, "sorry...do you see my ipod anywhere?" She asked.
Santana looked around, however she made no real effort, "no."
The blonde sighed as she looked inbetween the couch pillows on the couch Sam had been sitting on, "where the hell is it?" She whispered.
The Latina sighed, "you know Q, this is just making my depression worse...are we not gonna be able to listen to heartbreaking music?"
Quinn stood up while dropping one of the couch pillows on the floor, "of course we are..." She nodded, "...yeah, I'll just go get a CD." She looked at Santana who just sighed heavily. Quinn shrugged, "or four."
Santana nodded as Quinn made her way back to the staircase, "No, Britney Spears!" The Latina called after her.
Finn was sitting on his bed staring at his phone, he had tried his girlfriend's number about six times. She didn't answer any of his calls.
He sent her about ten text messages. She answered none.
"Damn it!" He muttered tossing his phone over to his desk. He heard a crash and something that sounded like shattered glass. He looked up from his bed over at his desk. It was currently a mess.
He was confused, he didn't realize there was anything breakable on his desk.
Slowly he hauled himself up and walked over to his desk. He started throwing the clothes and stuff off to clear the way. He stopped when he noticed what had broke. It was a picture frame...inside the picture frame was the picture of him and Quinn at Breadstix. It was their first date after they started dating again. Finn was confused, he thought he had put this in the box along with the rest of the 'Fuinn' things.
She was beautiful, he couldn't argue with that. She was wearing her hair down, and she was in casual clothes just a skinny white t-shirt with a black dress vest to cover it, and black skinny jeans with white converse shoes. Finn was wearing black dress pants with white tennis shoes and a white t-shirt so they matched.
He felt himself smile a little, he remembered that day all to well. They were both happy, or at least he was...he could tell Quinn was still hurting after Sam had broken up with her. Finn wanted to make her happy, so he did the one thing he knew would make her smile, he asked a complete stranger to take a picture of the two of them. He just pulled out his camera and shoved it into the person's hands and said, "we're visiting from Idaho and while we were passing through Lima someone told us we should try Breadstix, would you mind taking this picture?"
However, Finn shook his head of the memory and threw the picture in the trash, afterall he didn't feel anything for Quinn anymore (right)?
Little did he know, Sam was looking at the same picture on Quinn's ipod. He sighed to himself. He actually thought about deleting the picture. He got as far as 'are you sure you want to delete this picture?' before hitting 'no.' He really wanted to hit 'yes.'
He ended up exiting out of the picures and instead looked at the voice recordings. There were about seven of them, Sam selected the first one and laughed as he heard the Brittany's bubbly voice ask, "what does re-cord mean?"
He heard Santana laugh, "what do you mean Britt?"
"I was looking through your ipod Q, and it says record?"
"Oh, that." Quinn said, "that just means you can record your voice if you wanna...well you can record whatever you want, it doesn't have to be your voice I guess."
"Oh, okay."
"You didn't push it did you?" Santana asked.
The taller blonde's answer was, "no."
Sam laughed as he listened to more of the recording.
"So, Q," Santana said, "you gonna tell us about your Breadstix date with the new guy?"
Sam's heartrace sped up, they were talking about him?
He heard Quinn laugh, "now, why would I give away my secrets...and besides that it wasn't a date."
"Oh whatever Q...whatever it was you still have to tell us...we're supposed to be your best friends are we not?" The Latina said.
Quinn sighed, "we just ate breadsticks." She laughed, "and he's kind of a nerd."
Brittany laughed, "oh my God, those are so good!" Sam guessed she was talking about the candy.
Santana chuckled, "well, did you kiss him?"
Quinn gasped, "I can't believe you think so little of me...I'm not that easy."
Again, Sam chuckled. He heard Brittany talk again, "but you got pregnant last year...so you can't be that hard."
Sam heard a slapping sound before Santana said, "Britt, we're not supposed to talk about that."
Brittany sighed, "okay, San, you didn't have to hit me."
Quinn was laughing, and the sound was music to his ears, "you two are so cute!" Apparently there was something going on.
And the boy could hear the glare in Santana's voice as she snapped, "shut your mouth, Fabray!" He could also hear Quinn try to calm her laughing.
After a few seconds he heard some shuffling before Quinn said, "I'll be right back, I'm gonna get some more soda and...what were we eating again?"
"some kind of chex mix with like three different kinds of chocolate," Brittany answered.
Sam heard Quinn walk way then he heard a giggle before Brittany asked, "San, you wanna make Quinnie angry?"
He heard Santana chuckle, "How?"
"Let's make out on her bed!" Sam was gonna stop it there, he felt it'd be weird if he listened to this though as he heard Brittany and Santana laugh, he decided not to stop it. (No he's not a perv, he just figured Quinn would have deleted it if they were doing anything sexual).
"Wait, no, Britt..." Santana said after a moment."We've done that before, so the reaction probably won't be as good."
Sam smiled as he heard Brittany sigh, "fine, what do you wanna do then?"
"well, I figured we..." The Latina stopped for a moment before saying, "what is this?" Sam heard shuffling and a rumaging type of noise before Santana laughed, "that, bitch!"
"what's wrong San?" Brittany asked.
"Okay, so I got our chex mix thingy..." Quinn trailed off, "San, what's wrong?" Now Sam was really confused.
Santana was chuckling, "Not a date huh?"
"Oh, that?" Quinn whispered.
"Yeah, that! If it wasn't a date then why do you still have the Breadstix pass?" Santana asked.
"w-we-well, I-I asked...I told him..." Quinn attemted to cover up, but it didn't work, "Sam paid."
Sam was smiling now.
"Why?" Santana asked.
"Cause, I think we're dating now." Quinn answered.
Sam heard clapping and he assumed it was Brittany before it was confirmed with her, "yay, Q!"
"Hey, why is my ipod on the floor?" Quinn asked.
"Sorry," Brittany said.
Sam assumed Quinn picked the ipod up when she said, "hey! Brittany, you did hit the record button!"
Sam started laughing as he heard Santana mutter, "why would you waste a perfectly good free dinner at Breadstix? Q, I have half the mind to ki..." It was cut of in the middle as the recording ended.
Quinn and Santana ended up listening to Eminem, The Beatles, Paramore, and Elvis Costello.
And unfortunately for Quinn, Santana did start crying again.
And she still didn't know where her ipod was.
There's chapter 9, I'm pretty happy with the outcome...
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