AN: Quinn will have a small talk with Coach Sylvester and Quinn will play hookey with Puck. More like a date.. And guess who gets jealous.

I do not own Glee, the characters or anything. I just want to share our love for Quick.

Quinn walked through the halls and could already feel eyes on her for lack of her Cheerios uniform. As of the new school year it had become a part of Quinn again, but considering she had no plans to stay the day she felt she didn't need to wear it. And truth be told she kind of missed the babydoll dresses she got to wear when she was pregnant. Despite the lack of the uniform, Quinn walked through the halls with her head held high, ignoring the looks from people. She had one mission and one mission only; go talk to Coach Sylvester.

It all started with one kiss, one silly kiss from Puckerman that turned her world upside down. And then he confessed his love - making her in turn question her relationship with Sam. Did she handle it wrong? Oh yes, she couldn't deny it. But did she honestly feel like she made the right decision? Yes. Quinn turned the corner that led to the hallway of Sue's office and took a deep breath. She pushed open the door just slightly, knocking as she did. "Coach Sylvester? You wanted to see?" She asked timidly, only sticking her head in.

"Q," Sue fingered her coffee cup, spinning her chair towards the door, "Sit." Outside the office, the lone bell rang, signifying the beginning of the school day. "You're not wearing your uniform." She didn't give the girl a chance to respond, taking a gulp of protein shake.

"I hate personal lives," Sue said slowly, "especially teenagers'. I hate talking to students. I hate weak resolves. But, as my head cheerleader, I need you on top of your game. I don't want to hear about your pathetic boys, or whatever's going on otherwise. I need to know if you'recapable of being my wing-woman."

Quinn nodded slightly and walked over to sit in the seat she knew all too well. It was a seat she had been in plenty of times. Hearing Coach speak, Quinn processed her words slowly, and nodded her head. "I am on top of my game, Coach. At least, I am now." The fact that Sue trusted Quinn enough to let her back on the Cheerios was amazing, and now that she wanted her to be her wing-woman, wow.

"I'm sorry, Coach Sylvester. I promise, it won't happen again." Quinn shifted slightly uncomfortably in her seat. Maybe not wearing her uniform had been a bad idea. Under Sue's careful watch she didn't feel half as confident without it.

Quinn left Sue's office feeling slightly less confident than when she entered. Was she right? Was this whole Sam & Puck thing just a sign of weakness? Quinn shook her head as she went in search of Puck. Thankfully the bell had rung so he was at his locker. Quinn walked up behind the door of his locker and when he closed it she looked at him a soft smile. "Can we leave, please?" She asked, a small laugh leaving her lips.

Puck was shoving his textbooks in his locker. He heard the bell rung and he scoffed that he has to get to his next class. Just after he closed his locker he turned around and raised his eyebrows at the sight of Quinn. He smiled with relief at the moment she asked if they could leave. "Of course, babe." He winked at her and grabbed her hand pulling her to the nearest exit. "You ready for your very first skip?" He laughed a little as he pulled her approaching his truck.

Quinn smiled at his term of endearment. She probably should feel guilty hanging with Puck after she told him and Sam that she wasn't choosing either of them, but she had known Puck for years. He was really one of her best friends. Quinn hoped in his truck and waited for him to slide into the driver's side. "Good, let's just get the hell out of here." She rested her head back against the seat and closed her eyes with a heavy sigh.

Even though she didn't pick Puck, he's still happy that he can still hang out with her like this. He was right, everything is natural and normal between them. Maybe because they were friends first. As soon as she got in his truck he ran to his side and jumped in. "Anything you want, princess." He laughed a little and turned on the engine. But before he started driving he noticed her heavy sigh, so he held her hand as a sign of comfort and drove away from Mckinley.

It was a nice rebel feeling to be skipping school. Although Quinn had no doubts Puck had done it before, she was a virgin to the whole situation. "So, where exactly does one go when skipping school?" She asked as she turned to look at him. She didn't realize it but her thumb was drawing small circles on the back of his hand. Something that had become a habit over all the years of their friendship.

Puck couldn't stop his mouth to smile. He can't help it. It's a great feeling being with Quinn again. It was what he wanted all along. Being alone with her gets him giddy inside but he doesn't show it of course. He's a stud. Studs don't get giddy. "We can go to the movies. Or.." Looks at her while in a stop light. "What do you want to do?" He was smiling at her like a little kid and holding her hand a little bit tighter when he felt her thumb at the back of his hand. Just how I like it..

Quinn nodded with a soft smile. "I think the movies would be great. As long as it's nothing scary." If there was one thing Quinn didn't like it was a horror movie. She knew if anything Puck would let her hide her face in his arm or his chest, but she was still scared to death of them. "And then maybe grab something to eat?" It's not a date Fabray. You didn't choose him. Your just friends. Quinn tried to keep her breath normal as she looked over at Puck, her smile still plastered to her face.

"Sounds like a plan." Puck smirked at her and focused on the road, stirring the wheel. "So how was the talk with coach Sylvester?" He asked curiously and still holding her hand like they're some married couple.

Quinn shrugged her shoulders and let out another half deep sigh. "It was pretty harmless. She said she could see be being like her wing-woman. But I needed to be ontop of my game. No 'pathetic boys' or anything else. So I guess basically what she was saying was the whole thing with you and Sam was a sign of weakness or something." Quinn ran her free hand through her gold locks and shook her head. "And she told me not to apologize, to anyone, like ever." She let out a soft laugh with another shake of her head.

While Quinn was telling him what coach and her talked about, Puck can't help but glance at her every other second. He knew coach's words would always leave a great impact on her. He squeezed her hand. "Don't listen to her. You are Quinn Fabray not Sue Sylvester. You have your own identity. Ok?"

Quinn listened carefully to Puck's words, they ran through her head over and over again before she actually nodded. "You're right. I am Quinn Fabray. But you know how much Coach Sylvester's opinion means to me. How much I value it." Quinn had looked up to Coach for a while, had wanted to be just like her. Which explained why her opinion meant so much to her.

Puck was concerned with how Quinn is thinking. "So what will you do now? You'll follow her 'directions' on how to be like her? You're going to avoid me now? What?" The smile that stayed on his face from the moment they came out of school is now slowly fading. And his grip on her hand loosens a little.

Quinn pulled her hand back from Puck's and turned in her seat to look at him. "No, Puck I never said that. I am going to stop apologizing for certain actions. Because I'm honestly tried of saying sorry all the time." She shook her head and turned back so she was facing forward.

"Ok. Ok. Calm down. I'm just asking." He makes a turn and licks his lips. It's a routine to him. Everytime he makes a turn, it's automatic that he licks his lips. He doesn't know why. "Listen, I agree with coach with the whole apologizing thing. You're apologizing too much. You had to do the decision. We.. I should be sorry for making all this trouble to you." He said while both of his hands are on the wheel and didn't look at her once.

"I still feel bad. I still feel the need to apologize, over and over again. To you and Sam." Quinn let her head fall back against the seat as he eyes slowly closed. "Especially to Sam. I mean it's completely obvious that you took this a lot better than Sam. You're willing to still be my friend. I'm still pretty sure he hates me."

"I'm willing to be your friend 'cause I want to spend my time with you. If I was mad, would we even be here in my truck right now? I'd rather suck it all up than whine like a big baby and make you feel worse." Then we whispered to himself. "And cause I I love you. Duh."

Quinn leaned over and rested her head against his arm. "Thank you. I don't think I could handle both of you hating me." She smiled softly and looked out at the road. "So, what movie are we going to see anyways?"

He felt that familiar weight on his arm, he smiled and he glanced at her. "You're welcome. At least one of us is a man after all." He laughed a little. And parked near the theater. "Anything you want, baby. We're here."

She shook her head as she sat up. "Hm, well let's go see what's out." Quinn opened the door, and let herself out of his truck. "Come on." She stated with a soft laugh as she walked around towards his side, waiting for him to get out.

He laughed at how she was excited to go to the movies. With that Puck got out of his truck and ran to her side. He looked at the 'Now Showing' list of movies. "Hmmm. Well there's Narnia, Meet the Parents, HP, Tron & Love and Drugs.. The last once seems interesting."

Quinn pulled the small white cardigan around her a little tighter. It was surprisingly warm for a January day. "You would say Love and Drugs, Puckerman. But that sounds fine to me." She smiled as they made their way towards the box office. "I mean, I've never heard of it, but the rest of them sound boring."

"You ok?" Noticed that she's pulling her cardigan tighter. "I've never heard of it too. And yeah, the others sounds boring. I've seen HP though. But I kinda like Love and Drugs cause it has the word drugs in it." He grinned at her and bought two tickets for Love and Drugs. He took her hand and pulled her inside. "You want something to eat or drink?"

"Yeah, a little chilly." Quinn let her hand fall into Pucks as they went inside. "You didn't have to pay for them. I could have helped." She told him with a small smile. "Maybe a soda? I'm not that crazy about popcorn or anything." She laughed as they went inside towards the concession stand. Her eyes looked at the prices and sighed softly.

"Once we get inside it will be a little warmer." He smiled and held her hand tighter. "Well I wanted to. It's ok, I'll pay for everything today." He smiled back at her. He asked for a soda and one large popcorn and paid for it. He handed the soda to her and carried the big bucket of popcorn with his free hand. "Let's go." He grinned and directed her inside.

"Thank you, Puck." Quinn smiled softly as they made their way towards the theater. She couldn't help that nagging feeling that she wasn't being fair to Sam. She had said that she couldn't handle seeing either of them, and look at her now. Quinn tried to push the thought to the back of her mind. "Come on." She grabbed his hand a little tighter and pulled him towards the back of the theater. The last thing she wanted was to get stuck in the front looking up at the screen.

He felt something was wrong with her. He just knows it. As soon as they sat at the back of the theater, his hand still together with hers. "Ok, Q. What's wrong? And don't tell me nothing cause I know you and I feel there's something wrong. Spill." He looked at her seriously and waited for a honest and sincere answer.

Quinn was a little lost in her own world until she heard Puck's question. She looked at him and shook her head slightly. It never ceased to amazed her just how well he knew her. She hadn't said a word, and he knew damn well that there was something on her mind. A soft sigh left Quinn's lips as she turned to look at him. "I guess I feel kind of guilty. I mean, I shouldn't. But I do. I told Sam I couldn't bare to see either of you, and here I am with you. It's just, I feel like I'm betraying him or something." Now she knew she was completely insane. This was not Quinn Fabray. At least not the one that Coach Sylvester had talked to her about.

He took his hand off hers. I knew it. "Well maybe we should just go out of here and I'll take you home and I'll go home for myself." He let out a frustrated sigh. Then the movie started, He slouched on his seat and put the bucket of popcorn in front of him. His eyebrows furrowed out of frustration. He just couldn't believe how can she think of Sam when she's with Puck.

Quinn sighed and let herself fall back in the seat as the movie started. She wasn't doing it to intentionally hurt Puck. She genuinely cared about the both of them. Had it been reverse and she was hanging out with Sam, she had no doubt that Puck would be on her mind. Leaning over, Quinn brought herself as close as she could to Puck without making the whole thing awkward. "I'm sorry." She whispered softly, so much for not apologizing anymore.

He took handful of popcorn and shoves it inside his mouth. He suddenly heard a whisper in his ear. He looked at Quinn and their eyes locked. "What did you say?" Muffled because his mouth was full of popcorn. But he heard what she said. He just wanted to hear it again with their eyes on each other.

Quinn bit down on her lip to hold back the laugh from Puck speaking with his mouth open. Normally, it would have grossed her out, but she could barely see him due to the low lighting, and an extremely dark part in the movie. "I said, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. If things were reversed I'd be thinking about you as well." She whispered to him, hoping that this time he would hear her.

"I know. I overreacted." He said normally now that he ate all what was in his mouth. He took her hand and looked into her eyes. It was the only thing he can see. He leaned a little and whispered. "I just.. I dunno. I shouldn't even be mad. We're just friends. And I'm really glad we are. I swear." He smiled with his teeth out even though it was really dark in the theater 'cause he knows that she knows when he smiles with his teeth showing, that means he's ok and really happy. And he was..

Quinn smiled softly at his words, glad that he wasn't upset with her. If only she could get Sam to have the same outlook as Puck. "Thank you." She turned her attention back to the movie. It was rolling to a close, not like Quinn had paid much attention to it, but it was definitely more relaxing than being in school. Once the lights came up and the credits started to roll, Quinn turned to look at Puck. "Thank you, for this. Really, it means a lot."

"No problem, Q." He squirmed a little when the lights went on. "What the hell. We talked for that long?" He laughed and looked at Quinn. "Sure thing. Just call me when you want to skip again." He smiled then winked at her.

Quinn laughed and shrugged her shoulders. "I guess, or it was just a short movie. So now what?" She asked, looking around as the people around them started filing out of the theater. Quinn was used to being one of the last ones out though, she liked to stay behind and not attempt to beat the rush of people trying to get to the bathroom. Or else she'd end up punching some overweight pig in the face because he almost pushed her down, or spilled his soda on her Cheerios uniform.

Puck laughed as well and looked around when he saw Quinn look around. "Well, we can go hang out here until school's over. Don't worry, I'll pay so we can stay here as long as you want." He smiled at her and leaned back on his chair.

Short chapter coming up! Now Quinn's gonna get jealous. Hihi.