When Quinn returned home with her mother, they began to talk about what Quinn could first, she had to tell her father.
"I knew something was wrong, you havent been yourself." he said to her. "I would have preferred it if you didnt so this in the first place."
"So did I! I didn't plan this!"
"I know but you could have been more careful!"
"Im sorry!"
"Sorry doesnt cut it. I shouldn't have grand children at my age."
"I shouldnt be having children at my age! I told you, I don't want this!"
"I dont care. You should have thought about the consequences of your actions."
"I did! I just didn't think this would happen to me!"
"Of course not."
"Its true!"
"Well there isn't much you can do now is there?"
"No."
"Quinn, baby, did you want to keep the baby, or do you want to put it up for adoption?" her mother asked, cutting into the sipute between Quinn and her father.
"Adoption. Definatly adoption. Im not old enough to look after a child."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Okay then."
"Can I go up to my room? Im tired." Quinn said, and a perfectly timed yawn followed.
"Of course." Mrs Fabray said and patted Quinn on her shoulder. "Feel better."
Quinn wasn't planning on sleeping. She felt upset and confused. She would have preffered it if her parents had not found out that way, and now there was another problem of how to tell Finn and Puck. She was Finns girlfriend, yet the baby's father was Puck. She decided to tell Puck tomorrow, and break up with Finn. Quinn pretended to be asleep in her room while her parents cooked her dinner, and after an hour or so, she went downstairs and sat at the table. She didn't eat very much as she wasn't very hungry, but she needed to eat something for the baby's sake.
The next day was something Quinn was dreading. She was going to tell Puck first, but how? The perfect opportunity came when she walked down the hall. She spotted an empty classroom and Puck just a small distance away, on his own.
"Puck, can I talk to you for a second?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"Yeah, course." he replied and followed Quinn into the empty class room.
"You know that night about four months ago, when me and you, you know..." she explained.
"Yes..."
"Well, I only found out two months ago..."
"Are you telling me that you are, um, pregnant?"
"Well, sorta, urm, yeah."
"Holy crap, um, so what are you planning on doing with the baby?"
"I don't want to have a son or daughter yet. Im not ready."
"Me either..."
"So you would be okay with me putting the baby up for adoption?"
"Yes..."
"Okay then."
"Well... see you."
Quinn and Puck walked out of the classroom, going opposite ways. What they didnt know was that Santana was sat behind the desk in that very room, now, with a big smirk on her face.
Im so going to tell Finn, she thought.
Santana rushed out of the classroom, tripping over a few students because of her speed and found Finn on the other side of the school.
"Finn, I need to tell you something."
"Um okay."
"Well," she began whispering in his ear. "Guess who is knocked up."
"Oh my god! Youre pregnant?"
"No not me! Guess!"
"Come on! Just tell me!"
"Alright, but you're not going to like it!" Her smirk returned. "Its Quinn."
"No, it can't be. We kinda haven't done it yet."
"Its not yours!"
Finn suddenly lost colour in his face. "What do you mean it's not mine?"
"Its Pucks."
"She is cheating on me?"
"Looks like it. And she is putting the baby up for adoption when it arrives."
"Im going to speak to her. You havent told anyone else, have you?"
"No." Santana answered, then Finn dashed round the corner. Not yet anyway.