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"Quinn would you freaking calm down." Santana said as she lay on Quinn's hotel bed. They had been in the room for at least half an hour now. Santana and Brittany were dressed and ready to head off. Quinn however was still deciding what to wear. She stood at the open wardrobe full of her clothes with a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was done, makeup was complete but the outfit was non-existent. She then pulled out a red Donna Karan dress in one hand and in the other was a blue Fendi sleeveless dress.
"Okay, which on of these say's 'I'm over you and have not thought about you for the last five years?" Quinn asked holding up the two dresses.
"Quinn I don't know and frankly I don't care.' Santana said in a frustrated voice. "Just pick one so we can get out of here."
"Wait." Brittany interrupted. "Dresses can talk?"
Quinn groaned as she threw her hands up in the air while still holding onto the dresses before storming into the bathroom to try them on. Santana flopped her head onto the bed and huffed while Brittany sat there, still confused as ever.
"Guys you have to understand." Quinn said through the ajar bathroom door. "If I want things to go smoothly tonight with Sam and for him to know I'm over him, I have to look perfect."
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"I have to look perfect." Sam said as he stood in front of his mirror, redoing his tie for the fifth time. Before Sam had arrived back in Lima, he had contacted his old friend Noah Puckerman, asking if he could borrow a spare room. Puck and Sam had always gotten along over shared interests of football, music tastes and particular girls.
"Dude, you sound like a chick when you say stuff like that." Puck said as he sat on his couch in the living room, sipping from a can of beer. He was already dressed in a simple buttoned up shirt with the collar open and some dress pants. Sam was practically wearing the same but had decide to go for the tie as well.
"Puck, you don't understand." Sam said as he undid his tie again in frustration to try and get it right again. "If I don't look good, she's gonna think that I am not doing good."
"And she is going to know this by the way you do your tie?" Puck asked.
"She's a girl." Sam informed as he finally got his tie right. "Most of the time they go with judging a book by its cover because it is the simpler option."
Puck simply nodded before sculling the last of his beer. He then went to the kitchen to chuck it in the trash and he noticed the answering machine flashing. Puck pressed the play button and was greeted with a familiar voice.
"Hi Noah, this is Rachel Hudson speaking. You may remember me as Rachel Berry. I married Finn Hudson, making me Rachel Hudson.
"Rachel, I think her remembers coming to our wedding."
"Well you never know. Anyway, just reminding you about the reunion tonight. I didn't get your R.S.V.P, so I just assumed you would be attending. Tonight is going to be great. After we have met everyone from the year in the school gym, we are given time to walk through the school. It would be much appreciated if you were to make your way to the choir room first for a little catch-up. Please don't be late and See you soon."
Puck hit the button on the machine to delete the message and made his way out to the living room where Sam stood with an open collar.
"No tie?" Puck asked as he chucked Sam his car keys.
"Frustration got to me." Sam said as he caught the keys and turned towards the door. "I think the open collar look suits me better."
Puck walked over to the door. As Sam pulled it open to let Puck go first, he paused before he exited the house and turned to Sam.
"Sure, frustration." Puck said, raising and eyebrow to Sam
"What's with the look?" Sam asked
"I'm thinking less frustration and more being nervous about tonight."
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"What do I have to nervous about?" Quinn asked as she exited the bathroom in her blue Fendi dress. She walked to a wardrobe and picked out a coat to match.
"Oh, I don't know." Santana said, rolling off the bed and slipping her feet back into her heels.
"Maybe seeing your past love for the first time in five years." Brittany suggested.
"Maybe hoping he wont reject you like he did the last time." Santana said
"Maybe finding that courage to admit your feelings to him."
"Maybe actually knowing if those feeling still exist."
"Cut it out." Quinn interrupted while her friends giggled. "Okay, yes I am nervous about all those things and I am having enough trouble comprehending them myself let alone with two other opinions as well."
"Your right Q." Brittany said, wrapping a supporting arm around her friend and leading her towards the door with Santana behind them. "But just out of curiosity, what are you going to do when you see him?"
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"I really don't know man." Sam answered Puck as they drove closer to the school. "It has been five years since we last spoke. Well fought would be a better term actually."
"So I guess a hug is out of the question." Puck suggested, sitting in the passengers seat.
"See even that will be an issue." Sam said, scratching the top of his head, trying to think. "I will probably give everyone else a hand shake or a hug when I get there, but what do I give her. A punch on the shoulder?"
Puck laughed at Sam's dilemma, making Sam punch him in the arm with a slight force.
"Dude this isn't funny, what am I going to say to her?"
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"How about, wanna get down and dirty?" Santana suggested as their chauffeur hired car for the night drove them into the car park of the school, which was already filled with a number of cars and people.
"Santana, I am serious." Quinn pleaded while sitting between her two friends. "A hug seems a bit to personal, a handshake to business like and no Britt I will not be high-fiving him." Quinn said as Brittany went to open her mouth
"Q, I think you are actually putting to much thought into this." Santana said as their car pulled up to the schools entrance. "You will probably avoid each other for the whole night and then we will leave back to New York tomorrow and Sam back to wherever the hell he came from and this awkwardness right now will not be visited again for another five year assuming there is even another reunion then."
Quinn couldn't help but agree with Santana. She was right. She had no obligation to speak to Sam tonight. If it all went well, the whole evening she would be able to escape his pure blonde hair, deep blue eyes, his...perfectly sculpted body.
"Quinn snap out of it." Brittany said, clicking her fingers. Quinn shook her head a little before turning to Brittany who stood outside the car with Santana, waiting for her to get out.
"Yeah sorry, got distracted." Quinn said, shaking her somewhat dirty thoughts from her head. She then exited the car and walked up the stairs of the school with Brittany and Santana to enter it.
"Are you sure your okay?" Brittany asked.
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"Puck, I'm fine." Sam said as he parked his friends pick-up truck in a free parking space. The both hopped out of the car and began to make their trek up to the school.
"You don't seem fine to me." Puck said
"Well I'm sorry." Sam said in joking manner. "But I don't think you solution for dealing with Quinn was the best."
"Hey, never underestimated the power of a rendezvous in the janitors closet." Puck said.
"You know the thing I am most shocked about in that sentence is the fact that you know what a rendezvous is."
This time Sam earned himself a punch in the shoulder but both men were laughing as he did. They had reached the school and were walking up the stairs to the front doors.
"So where do we go first?" Sam asked as they reached the doors.
"Berry left me a message to meet at the gym first with the year." Puck said as he started to push the door open.
"Alright then." Sam said as he pushed open the other door. "Lets get our reunion on then."
"Dude." Puck said as he and Sam walked through the doors. "Lets save the corny lines for when we are drunk. I can't deal with that much optimism sober."
Sam laughed as they turned a corner and made their way into the gym. The both stood there taking in all the people. Sam then gasped as he saw a familiar girl standing near the entrance with her two friends. She turned around and they made eye contact with each other.
"Sam Evans."
"Quinn Fabray."
So this was more of a fill chapter, hence the shortness.
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