Hey again, sorry it's been a little longer than my usual update...my computer has been acting kind of weird.

...anyway: Chapter 13!


They were still in the kitchen; Santana at the island still eating the third slice of pizza, Quinn sitting on a different stool at the island with her eyes contently watching Sam who now had his guitar strapped over his shoulder and Quinn's ipod in hand, he was currently standing beside the table placing the headphones in his ears.

"You know," the Latina began, "I always wondered why they called them headphones...it's not like you can talk into them or anything." She shrugged, "why not call them something else...like receivers, you know like the phone receiver, or speakers, or something like that?"

Quinn rolled her eyes before looking at the girl, "only you would be upset that they were called headphones."

Santana shrugged as she finished off the slice of pizza and made a slight face, "well they don't live up to their name, you can't contact anyone and talk to them with it, there for phone would not be the right word."

"Santana just drop it." Quinn shook her head looking back to Sam, "you better not be planning on taking that with you again." She said as he pushed the ipod into his pocket.

Sam chuckled, "never." He shook his head before he started to play the song, "first up." He stated.

Quinn watched his fingers glide across the fret board playing the song. She was so caught up in the way he focused on playing, and how hot he looked while working the guitar she almost forgot to sing.

"Q, you gotta play you know?" Santana said. She didn't even know the game but she figured playing it had to have been part of it.

Quinn snapped out of her focus before she began to sing along.

It was saturday when I got that call
Far away from feeling tall
I know I know I know what the truth is yeah
I tried to look away from what you did
Heartache became my friend

You walked away from me baby
I would've never done the same
You made me feel like our love was not real
You threw it all away so...

I don't wanna wait for you
I don't wanna wake up thinkin hopin
You'll get it right this time
'Cause you know that you're so cold
I don't wanna see no more
And I can't get away from you

Sam smiled, he had to play along of course, he couldn't just open the game with the song she didn't know. How unfair would that be? Also she'd totally know he had cheated...not that she won't know later, but he still wanted to have a little fun. He wanted to make her think she was winning.

Quinn sighed, "this is going to get boring quick you know?"

Sam shook his head, "come on, be in the spirit you were in last night...it was fun then, was it not?"

Quinn shrugged, "yeah, but that doesn't matter. It's completely useless to play this stuff while it's my ipod and I am the one who put all the songs on there."

Sam gave her a pout, "maybe so, but the game is fun...please, please play?"

Quinn rolled her eyes, "I..."

"Quinn you can't resist the Trouty Mouth pout, I mean those lips, that gigantic mouth, it just adds up to one big fluff that you can't ignore..." Santana started.

"Yes, don't underestimate the power of my mouth." Sam said with a voice that sounded like Jack Sparrow.

Quinn shook her head, "but..." She sighed, "fine. Next song."

Sam smiled before he started to click through the player again. Then he lifted his guitar and began to play the next song.

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me

Even though she knew the song Sam continued to play into the chorus, just so he could sing with her.

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

After the chorus finished Sam searched once more through the player to find another song for her to guess at. Inside he was bursting with joy, just hanging out with Quinn made his day. And the fact that she was going to be in the band with him made it even better. It was going to be the greatest summer ever.


Finn pulled up to Rachel's driveway and unbuckled his seatbelt to get out and walk her to the door, however his girlfriend stopped him, "Finn, don't."

He was confused, "Rach..."

"My dad's are home right now, and I've already mentioned to you that they're not your biggest fans at the moment."

"I know, but I always walk you to the door."

She smiled, "Finn, I promise you, I can manage it on my own."

Finn just nodded dumbly, sighing in defeat, "alright...go on."

Rachel's smile turned into a full blown beam as she leaned in and kissed the tall boy. "I liked the date, it was nice...I'll see you tomorrow." She said before she opened the door to step outside.

Finn nodded as he watched her walk to the front door, then she disappeared inside. He shook his head, "if you had such a nice time, why'd you freak out on the way home...and why didn't we talk at all?" He asked the air.


"Ha! I beat you again!" Lauren shouted as she pushed her boyfriend's shoulder. They were playing the football game that Puck and Sam had played earlier.

Puck looked at the girl with amazement, "how did you? What did you do?" He shook his head.

Lauren shrugged, "just face it Puckerman, I'm a lot more badass than you are." She sneered.

Puck shook his head, "look babe, I'm only going to let you win a few more times...then out of no where I'll destroy you."

The girl scoffed, "only in your dreams."

"Come on then," he stood up, "let's take this out to the field...I bet you anything I could take you on any day!"

"Real football?" The brunette asked.

Puck nodded, "hell yeah, stop beating down my manly skills...I'm not down with that."

Lauren laughed, "aww, is the little boy gonna cry to his mommy?"

Puck couldn't help but smile, "you'll be crying when I resist your urge for a kiss."

She shook her head, "Puckerman can never resist a kiss...not from Zizes."

The boy sat back down and picked up the controller, "I got you this time babe." He said before they continued on their game.


They'd completed ten songs, and Santana was now in the middle of the last piece of pizza. She had been feeling a little queasy for a while now, but she's Santana Lopez, she can take the sickness. However now it was just killing her. Though she couldn't stop eating, she wasn't even hungry she just figured the Fabray's didn't need a pizza box with one piece inside taking up space in the fridge (well that and the fact that she's stubborn, once she starts something she has to finish it...even if it is just eating).

All the, small things
True care truth brings
I'll take, one lift
Your ride best trip

Always, I know
You'll be at my show
Watching waiting commiserating

Say it ain't so I will not go turn the lights off carry me home
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

Late night come home
Work sucks I know
She left me roses by the stairs
Surprises let me know she cares

Just a few more and then Sam would be ready to attack with the finale...he again searched the ipod. Once he found his song he began to play it, and without hesitation Quinn sung along.

Can't make my own decisions
Or make any with precision
Well maybe you should tie me up
So I don't go where you don't want me

You say that I been changing
that I'm not just simply aging
Yeah how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat

You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror

Sam stopped there and smiled at Quinn, "maybe you're right, maybe we should stop."

Quinn shrugged, "it was your idea...I already told you I'm awesome, and I know like every song."

Santana set the remaining half of the pizza slice in the open box, "I don't feel so good." She muttered.

The two blondes looked at her, "duh, Santana you've been stuffing your face for the last two hours..." Quinn said.

Sam nodded, "yeah, I don't even eat that much and I'm a guy."

Santana shook her head, "no, I don't think it's because I ate to much." She rubbed her stomach.

Quinn shrugged, "then what else could it be?"

Santana picked up the rest of the pizza, "probably gas pains." She took a bite even though she knew it couldn't be gas pains.

Quinn looked back to Sam who just shrugged and found himself another song.

Quinn focused on the music a little before singing.

Everything Charlotte says is a lie
It's a lie, it's a lie, it's a lie
Everything Charlotte says is a lie
You better not believe her

Cause she said she saw
Kendra and Evan at the mall
Standing face to face
Laughing, and talking, and holding hands
Slurping all the way to first base

But everything Charlotte says is a lie
You better not believe her

Sam nodded, two more and then he'd turn on her. He moved through the songs within the ipod before choosing the last two songs she would know. She knew the first within a few seconds.

When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out 'til quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?

You'll be older too
Ah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you

He stopped the song there before clicking on his next song. It took a little longer for her to recognize it but once she did she smiled as she sang it softly.

Yeah
The sun is shinin' everyday
The clouds never get in the way for you and me
I've known you just a week or two
But baby I'm so into you
Can hardly breathe

And I'm in so totally
Wrapped up emotionally
Attracted so physically
Actin' so recklessly
I need you so desperately
Sure as the sky is blue
Baby I love you
I love you

He had to stop it there, hearing Quinn say those three little words filled his heart with every good feeling that was possible and he loved it. He just imagined in his mind that she was saying/singing them to him.

Santana shook her head, just as she finished the last slice, "Q, how old did you say that pizza was?" She asked.

Quinn looked at her, "Oh, um...I said that I didn't think it was that old."

Santana nodded as she laid her head against the cool island top. She really didn't feel good.

Sam started playing again and Quinn looked at him. The sound was unfamiliar. She shook her head, it couldn't be, she knew every song on there. She focused a little harder. The tune didn't connect with her. What!...Oh no! Her eyes widened, it couldn't be, she couldn't be losing...no, no, no, no no! She shook her head again.

Sam smiled as he watched her mentally attack herself, he stopped playing, "looks like you lost Fabray."

Quinn shook her head, "no!" She looked at him, "yeah right! I can't lose I know..."

"Every song on there." Sam finished, "yeah, I've heard it already." He laughed as he removed the strap from over his shoulders, "I think you're in denial."

Quinn slid off the stool and walked over to him, "what did you do? What was that song?"

Sam shrugged playfully, "you tell me."

The blonde girl swiftly pulled the ipod out of his pocket and glanced at the screen, "Pink Floyd?" She whispered.

The blonde boy whisked a hand through his hair, "so, looks like you'll be joining my band, huh Quinn?"

Quinn looked at him, "no, no, no, no, no...I don't think so...you cheated."

Sam shrugged, "you never said I couldn't."

"It was kind of implied."

Sam shook his head, "you lost...it's fair."

"I don't even like Pink Floyd!" Quinn half-shouted.

Santana jumped up from her seat, "I think I'm gonna be sick!" She mumbled out before running toward the bathroom.

Quinn pointed in the direction she had ran, "see...Santana doesn't like Pink Floyd either."


...So there you have it...Chapter 13

Hope it was good for you, the songs are here:

See No More, by Joe Jonas
Beautiful Soul, by Jesse McCartney
All The Small Things, by Blink 182
Playing God, by Paramore
It Can't Be True, by 13 The Musical Cast
When I'm 64, by The Beatles
I Love You, by Martina McBride

In case you wanted to know the song titles or who their by...anyway

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