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"What!" Mr. Schuester said louder then he meant to after the news Principal Figgins had just given. "You can't just tell me that two of my students can no longer be in a relationship and that I need to help keep them apart."

"I am sorry to do this," Figgins said, "But Mr. Fabray has made a large donation to the Cheerios and the Glee Club. For the amount of money he gave we have to choice but to do as he asks."

"I don't want his money," Mr Schue said, "Not like this. Sam and Quinn are two of my best students and have known each other all their lives. We can't agree to this."

"We can and we have," Figgins said, "This is not a request, you may go." Mr. Schue opened his mouth to say something, but then shut and left the office. As he walked into the Glee classroom he say Quinn with red eyes on one side, and Sam who looked so angry on the other. The kids in the middle kept on looking back and forth at them wondering what was going on. Mr. Schue sighed and closed the blinds on the door so no one could see in.

"All right," Mr. Schue said, "Sam, Quinn you have five minutes." The two blonds jumped out of their seats and were holding each other before anyone had time to blink.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked Quinn who was now close to tears. She nodded Sam kissed her forehead.

"I can't believe this is happening," Quinn said into Sam's shirt that was now wet with her tears.

"It is only for two years Lu," Sam said trying to reassure her, "When your 18 he can't tell you what to do."

"That is two whole years Sam," Quinn said looking up at him.

"We have wanted for each other for six years Lucy," Sam said taking her face in his hands, "We can wait another two. Trust me, we will be together." Quinn nodded but then started crying again. Sam held her tight, his eyes burning with tears too. After holding each other for a while longer the two let go, their hands holding on to each other until they were too far apart and broke away. Quinn sat down tears still falling down her face on one side, Sam his eyes red and his hands balled up into fists sat on the other side. They weren't looking at anyone, and trying hard not to look at each other.

"What is going on?" Rachel asked.

"My father has forbidden me from seeing Sam," Quinn said with a hiccup. "He is forcing us to break up."

"I am too low class for her," Sam said explaining further, "I am trash apparently."

"You are not trash!" Quinn said but still didn't look at him.

"Your Dad thinks so," Sam said looking at his hands.

"Can he really even do that?" Santana asked.

"He talked to the Principal and Coach Sylvester," Sam told them, "And Mr. Schue too by the way he let me and Lucy talk."

"That's not right," Mercedes commented.

"Can I be excused Mr. Schue?" Sam said, "I don't feel like singing much today."

"Just today Sam." Mr. Schue said and Sam nodded before leaving. Quinn burst into a new set of tears. Santana put her arm around her while Rachel rubbed her back.

"I can't believe he is doing this," Quinn said between sobs.

"Don't worry we will help you," Santana said, "I am great at sneaking around and I have no problem lying to your father." Quinn smiled. The rest of the class nodded in agreement.

"I am not going to stop you and Sam from being together," Mr. Schue said standing in front of the crying girl, "This has always been a safe place. You don't have to hide here."

"Thank you," Quinn managed to say. Santana pulled her closer and Quinn began to sob harder is that was even possible. She played with the ring still permanently placed on her left hand. There is no way she would ever take Sam's ring off, they would have to remove her finger first. Quinn sat up and took a deep breath. They would get through this, just like they had gotten through everything else.

"I better go check on Sam before he breaks something punching a wall." Rachel said and Mr. Schue nodded.

"I should go too," Finn said standing up, "Rachel's not strong enough to stop him." And with that the former couple left the classroom. Mr. Schue loved being a teacher most of the time, but sometimes be hated it. He would love to talk to Emma right now, but who knows who could be watching them.

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Quinn was quiet as Santana drove her home. Sam had always driven her room. She got permanent shotgun. One of the perks of being the best friend. Quinn's eyes watered. It seemed like forever ago that he said.

"No more crying," Santana said breaking Quinn out of her thoughts, "Because when I see people cry it makes me cry. I was able to control myself in Glee, but no more." Quinn laughed.

"I'll try." Quinn said. Santana stopped the car abruptly making Quinn fly forward, and only her seat belt stopped her from hitting her head.

"Okay," Santana started, "You might be Lucy or Lu-Lu or Pumpkin to Sam, but you are also Quinn. You don't take crap from anyone. Just because a boy made you a little softer does not mean you become all mushy. Stand up straight, take no prisoners. You and Sam will find ways to be together, we will all help you. So stop crying and let your parents know that they can't break you, and they can't stop you. So you and Sam have to sneak around, its hotter that way." Then Quinn and Santana did something they hadn't done in years. They hugged.

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Sam was still at school punching the punching bag he had been going at for three hours. His knuckles were raw, but that didn't stop him. Finn had tried to pull Sam off, but Sam had shoved him with his shoulder knocking Finn on his butt. Finn didn't want to leave Sam here alone so Finn and Rachel were watching saw beat the crap out of nothing. Sam had never really gotten sad or upset, he got mad. He had never been this mad in his life. Mad at the economy for making it harder to get jobs and made people poor. Mad at himself for believing that after the baby scare things would be easier for them, but most of all Sam was mad at Lucy's father for being such a snobbish bastard. How could he do this to them? What kind of man does that?

"Dude you gotta stop this," Finn said, but Sam kept going. Finally what Finn had been waiting for came through the door.

"Ready Man?" Puck said and Finn nodded. The two boys each grabbed one of Sam's arms and pried him away from the bag and forced him to sit down. Sam tried to fight back, but he was no match for the two of them.

"Dude Chill!" Puck yelled. Rachel who had been watching winced. This was so awful. Seeing Sam like this broke her heart. Finally Sam stopped fighting. Instead he stared forward not looking at any of them.

"Sam?" Rachel said coming forward. She knelled in front of him and tried to catch his eye. "Sam talk to me, please?" The desperate tone in her voice finally broke Sam.

"I never thought I was good enough for her," Sam said still not looking at them, "She was always so perfect, even when we were six." Sam smiled in remembrance. "But to have Russel put it into words like that, it was awful. He made me feel an inch tall. I was too shocked to speak, Lucy jumped to my defense instantly. She is very protective of me, like when she slapped Finn." Rachel and Puck laughed, while Finn was not amused. That had hurt.

"What are you going to do?" Rachel asked.

"I don't know," Sam said, "I have no idea." Lucy was always the one to come up with the cleaver plans, but now he couldn't talk to her.

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Christmas was ruined. Sam didn't feel like celebrating anything that had to do with happiness and cheer. He was miserable. Russel had stolen Lucy's phone and blocked his number so he couldn't call her. He was going to a lot of trouble to make sure the two stayed apart. Sam didn't tell his Mom and Dad what happened. He didn't really say much anymore. There was nothing to say.

Christmas morning and the only thought that was going through his mind was that Lucy was only a block away. They had tried to count the number of steps it would take to get to each others houses when they were younger, but got bored after a hundred. They had plans for Christmas too. Sam had her present, but would Russel even let him bring it to her? Money was tight, but Sharon wanted for Lucy to have something special. They were giving her Sharon's grandmothers bracelet. It would go really well with Lucy's necklace and ring, then her jewelry for the day would be complete. Last year Quinn had gotten him a watch, which almost gave away to sell to get the school supplies for the homeless kids. Quinn had said, "Wait I got you that watch for Christmas!" To which Finn yelled, "You got him a watch! All you gave me was a sweater!" Sam laughed. That had been funny, and awkward, but mostly funny.

His phone beeped. Sam took out his phone and read the text he just got. It was from Santana.

Hey Sammy Merry Christmas

Sam smiled. He knew who the text was really from. Maybe they would be okay after all. Thank God for great friends. Merry Christmas after all.

So there we go, sorry for another short chapter! Let me know what you think!

Thanks for all the reviews. Got a lot of Russel haters out there! I am one of them!