On the day I was two months pregnant, I was eating breakfast with my mom before she went to work in Canada for 8 months. This was my last chance to tell her I'm pregnant again. Wow, the fact that I have to say again proves how sucky my life is. "Umm, mom?" "Yes dear?" "You know my boyfriend, Sam?" "You two are back together?" "Yes. Well, we were at a party, and he told me he wants to get back together, and I ended up… pregnant." "Oh…."

"Mom, it wasn't Sam's fault, I swear, it was all my fault. I'm so sorry." Quinn started to cry. "Dear, it's o.k. I don't blame you. Sometimes it's tempting. Someday you'll learn how to control it." "Control what?" "You know the temptation." "But mom, I think I want to keep this one." "That's your choice. Whatever you choose, I will support you. I love you Quinnie. I have to go catch the plane." "I love you mommy." I threw up. God I hate morning sickness.

"Hey! Quinn!" Santana ran up behind me. "Hey, San. Thanks for coming over yesterday." "Umm, Q? I have to apologize." "For what?" "I told Brittany." "That's fine." "Yea, but, she told everyone. I'm soooo sorry." "It's okay, it isn't your fault." "Hey, baby mama." Sam hugged my waist from behind. "Hey, Sam." "You okay? You seem down." "I am down." "Awe, why is that?" "Everybody knows." "It'll be fine; no one can lay a hand on you while I'm around." "Alright." We walked in hand in hand, and every conversation stopped. As we walked to my locker, I heard people whisper "slut" "whore" but no one had gone up to me, yet.

After 2nd period, I didn't know where Sam was, and I was scared out of my mind. I was especially scared of Karofsky and Azimio. Last time they wouldn't leave me alone, this time was going to be twice as worse.

"Eh, preggo!" "What do you want Karofsky?" "You broke your promise. You said next time you want to have a bastard child, it would be my fault." "I never said that Karofsky." He pinned me up against the wall. I screamed and begged for him to let me go. He kissed me and I kicked him but he wouldn't stop. I screamed again and thought; this is a horrible time for Sam to not be here. I started to feel sick so I pushed him away and barfed on him. Then Sam came behind him and punched him in the arm. "Don't touch her again." Karofsky punched Sam in the face. Sam fell to the ground and Karofsky ran over to Azimio and disappeared. "Sam!" I screamed. I started to cry and formed a crowd. Mr. Shue came rushing over. "What happened?" "It-it was Karofsky! He's unconscious! Help him!" They called the ambulance. Who knew that one punch could be so powerful!

I was sitting by Sam's hospital bed when I saw Rachel sitting in the room across from us. I walked across the hall. "Rachel? What are you doing here?" Quinn noticed the sonogram and the picture of a baby she was holding. "I came to see if Sam was alright." "How many more weeks?" Rachel just burst into tears. "Two more. I just found out last week because I don't have a bump at all." "Whose is it?" "You'll judge me, I can't tell you." "I won't judge you; I'm in the same situation as you." "It's J-j-Jesse's!" She let out another cry as Sam walked in the room. "I can leave now. Let's go."

"What was wrong with Rachel?" "She's pregnant too." "Oh! Finn is the father?" "Nope, Jesse's; I feel really bad for her." "Nga yawne lu oer." "Sam, you know I don't speak Avatar." "Right." "Tell me what you said." "Nope, you'll have to figure it out yourself." "Sam! Why don't you come over for a while?" "Kay."

"I'll be right back." I ran up the stairs and went into my room. I googled Nga yawne lu oer. I gasped at what popped up. He loved me!

I ran downstairs, but I probably should have stayed up there, because I threw up on Sam! God I hate being pregnant! "Are you okay?" "Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry." "Ehhh, nothing that can't be washed. So have you figured out what I said yet?" I couldn't answer; I had to be sick again. I ran up the stairs and made it to the toilet. Then I went to my room and googled how to say I love you too in na'vi? "Ahhh-ha! I've got it!" I looked out the window and saw it was 9:00 and already dark.

To: SAM I AM

From: Quinnie Vanillie

Meet me outside in 30 minutes – Quinn

-SQ- Sam's POV

What is going on in her head? Well it's been 20 minutes; I probably should go outside and see what she's up to. Maybe the pregnancy got to her head.

"Quinn?" I walked out to a poolside table. Quinn stood there in an amazing purple dress and her hair falling perfectly down in perfect curls. "Wow." Was all I could manage to say. "Nga yawne lu oer nìhawng. I love you too, Sam." "You figured it out!" I went over to her and kissed her like I've never kissed anyone. "When it gets here, we should buy a house." "Sam, I'm not going to move in with you until we get married." "You want to marry me?" "Someday, yes. But don't get any ideas, we're only 17." "Good night, Quinn. I love you." "Goodnight, Sam. I love you too." I kissed her goodnight and drove home.

-SQ- Quinn's POV

I woke up feeling like shit. I just wanted to punch people in the face. Luckily it was Saturday, so I don't have to deal with people today.

I decide to text Sam. I had an idea.

From: Quinnie Vanillie

To: SAM I AM

Hey, I've been thinking about what you said. Come over.

I hit the send button and the doorbell rang. I t was Sam and Santana. "San? What are you doing here?" I asked. "What? I'm not allowed to see my best friend without being questioned?" I pulled the both of them in.

When Santana went to the bathroom, I said "I've been thinking, and you were right." "Of course I was. Wait, what was I right about?" "We should move in together. I already bought us a house. We move in tomorrow." Santana came back in. "So what did I miss?" "Oh, nothing."