A/N: HEY GUYS! SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED THIS! (if you want to come to my house and stoned me give me at least a two day notice... alright cool) IF YOU WANT TO READ SOMETHING REALLY ANGSTY READ THE LATEST CHAPTER OF I NOTICED YOU! (don't worry you don't have to read all the chapters its just a bunch of one and two-shots) MY TUMBLR IS tegoneforever . tumblr . com! REVIEW!

The rest of the day went by without running into Santana, up until last period Spanish class. I walked into Spanish class and there she was. Sitting at the back desk by herself. I stopped dead in my tracks, Jesus Christ was she beautiful. I made my way to the back of the class.

"Hey Q." It was Sam, my boyfriend.. For now. He patted the chair next to him. I just shook my head and mouthed 'not today'

"Hey Santana." I said as I sat down next to her.

She snapped her head over to look at me. "Hey… Quinn, right?"

"Yeah." At least she kind of remembered my name, Santana was never great with names she would always call people cruel nicknames. Everyone minus Brittany and I.

"Sorry I'm not very good with names."

"I kn- Its ok." I gave her a small smile. I looked her over how things had changed and other things. She had scars in her arms. Quite a few. "Mind if I ask, how did you get those scars on your arms." I found my hand having a mind of its own, it touched the scars on her arm. Butterflies were now flocking all around in my stomach.

"If your looking for a heart breaking story of a girl and her scars. I'm sorry you won't find one here." She smiled at me. It kicked my heart into a thousand miles per hour. "In New York I worked at a cat hospital whenever summer rolled around."

"I thought you were allergic to cats." Damn it Fabray. You've really screwed yourself over now. Good job, Good freakin' job.

"I was when I was younger I was, How did you know that?" She looked at me with a very confused look.

"Brittany told me. She talks about you a lot." Nice save Quinn. I mentally patted myself on the back. "If you don't mind me asking, did you and Britt have some type of thing?" I know I'm prying. But who could blame me I really want to know.

"I used to like her, way back when… But I moved on." She played with her pencil. I could feel my heartbreaking into a million tiny pieces. "You know, You remind me of one of my friends. To bad know was heard from her."

"Oh really?" Was she talking about Lucy- Me? Was she talking about the girl who I used to be! The girl I ran away from way back when Santana moved to New York.

"Yeah, It's unimportant though." On cue walked in and started the class. Once the class was over I left without saying a word to Santana. I made my way to the girls bathroom got into a stall and balled my eyes out. God I'm so pathetic.

A/N 2: QUINN JUST TELL HER ALREADY! I KNOW THATS WHAT YOU GUYS ARE THINKING BUT THAT WOULD BE TO EASY! TIME TO ADRESS MY LOVERS!

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