Woo, chapter 4! Enjoy! Reviews are lovely!

& Just FYI, there is going to be a sequel to this story. This story is FAR from being over, but just letting you know that there is a LOT in store for this story ;)

QUINN'S POV

I walked through the halls with my hands cradling my belly. People stared as usual, but I kept my head high. I wasn't going to let anyone think I was feeling less than perfect just because of this little mistake.

"I'm pregnant."

The room went silent before my father broke it with a roaring, "WHAT! How could you? This can't be possible-"

"It was an accident," I dropped my head in shame. From the corner of my eyes I could see Finn who seemed as if he was about to start hyperventilating. Under pressure he was less of a man than he already was. "I swear."

My mother stood up and left the room, unable to even cope with the news.

"I thought you were my good little girl."

"She still is, sir, we didn't even have s-"

"Save it, Finn. I can't believe you two!" My father screamed as he swiped at his glass, causing it to break against the wall. "And you! How dare you do this to my daughter!"

"I-"

The next thing I knew, my father was throwing everything within his reach at Finn while Finn ducked and dodged, trying not to get hit. When my dad went to reach for something else, Finn took it as the chance to bolt out the front door. I haven't heard from him since then.

"Why weren't you at my locker? I told you to meet me there when I texted you last night." I said sharply to Puck who had just shut his locker door. He leaned against it with a smug look.

"Whoa, calm it Baby Bump. I was on my way. What's the deal?"

"It's serious."

"More serious than me knocking you up?" There was that smug look again. I scoffed.

"Finn and I had dinner last night with my parents, and... we told them."

Puck's smugness was replaced with one of curiosity and a hint of irritability. "So?"

"They kicked me out."

Puck looked at me for a long, hard moment as he chewed on the inside of his lip. "So?"

"Puck!"

"Come stay with me," he added quickly with a smile. "It's just me and my mom and she's never home anyway. Besides, she likes you. It's all good."

I shrugged. "I don't know. I mean, Finn-"

"What about Finn?" he asked heatedly. "He's not the father of this baby. I am. And I'm not a deadbeat. My father was, but I'm not. I'm going to help take care of you guys!"

"Okay. Fine, but I'm still not even sure if I want to keep it yet."

"That's alright, just come stay with me until everything is all sorted out. Okay?" I nodded. "Come on, we're gonna be late for class."

"Glee club? Since when do you actually care if you're late or not?" I laughed. He rolled his eyes jokingly.

"Hey, it's kind of cool!"

"Says Mr. Football Jock."

He ruffled my hair, making me laugh. "So..."

"So...?"

"When are you gonna tell Finn?"

I blinked, all happiness falling away from my face. "I told you, Puck, that I would go to my grave swearing that it's Finn's."

He grabbed my arm, stopping me right outside the door into glee club. "What, so if you actually keep the thing you're gonna go ahead and play house with Finn?"

"It's not a thing-"

"He doesn't even know the first thing about providing!"

"Finn is a good guy." I said confidently.

"That doesn't mean anything," Puck scoffed. "I mean how much has he given you for hospital bills and stuff? Huh?"

I felt my face grow warm. "So what. You've only given me $20."

"$20 more than he's given you." There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment. "Look, all I'm saying is that you and I? We can do this. I hope you realize that someday." He let go of my arm and walked into the room, leaving me in the doorway where I can see everyone.

I scanned over the rows of chairs. Artie and Tina were talking merrily to each other while Santana and Brittany were whispering about god knows what. Rachel was sitting in between Mercedes and Kurt, and Finn was all the way on the other side, sitting next to Sam, where they were loud and obnoxious. It sounded as if they were reenacting some sort of weird dinosaur movie. I frowned.

How did I get myself into this mess.

As I watched Finn continue his childish rampage, I felt angry. How could he be happy right now? As far as he knows, he's having a baby and he was almost killed by my father last night. He's not allowed to smile if I can't!

Okay, maybe I was out of hand. Or maybe I wasn't. Whatever. The point is, there's no way I can imagine keeping this baby with Finn. Puck was right, he didn't know the first thing about providing let alone being a dad. Puck, on the other hand...

I turned my sights on Puck who had settled into a seat next to Mike. Puck kept his eyes on me, wearing that smirk that meant he knew he was right about something. Maybe he was right. Maybe the reason why I'm not so open to keeping the baby is because I'd have to raise it with Finn. Puck could be a good father I bet. Maybe I should give him one more chance, just to check things out.

It doesn't mean I still can't milk Finn for what he's got. I really do need that hospital money.

"Finn, can you act any more like a child?" I asked irritably as I walked toward him, taking the empty seat to his right. When he noticed me, he instantly shut him mouth and sat still, seeming unsure of what to say or do.

"Hi Quinn." he said quietly. "Uh, how were things after I left... you know, last night?"

"Fine." I shouldn't tell him I got kicked out and I'm going to be staying with Puck. "Nice of you to just run off like a coward, by the way. That was romantic."

Finn went to defend himself but Mr. Schue spoke over him.

"Alright guys, so we've got duets!" he announced, receiving mixed reviews from everyone in the room. Finn had noticeably perked up. "They can be about anything you want, but they're due next Friday. That's plenty of time to pick a song and practice with your partner, so I don't want any excuses."

"Do we get to pick who we do a duet with?" Artie spoke up. Mr. Schue nodded.

"Yes you do! Do you have a partner in mind?"

"How about Tina and I?" he asked with a smile as he looked over to Tina who was sitting next to him. She nodded eagerly and Mr. Schue wrote their names next to each other on the whiteboard.

It went like that for a few seconds, people calling out who they wanted to be partners with and getting their names written on the board. Mercedes and Sam had suspiciously chosen each other way too eagerly for me to overlook. Was something going on with those two? That wasn't what really boggled my mind though.

"Finn and I will be doing a duet together." I announced. Finn's small smile faded quickly.

"Actually, um... I was kind of hoping I can do it with Rachel. It's been a while and our voices go really well together, you know?" he asked nervously, shooting a glance over at Rachel, who had smiled back at him. That was what boggled my mind.

"Please tell me you're-"

"Finn and Rachel," Mr. Schue said as he wrote their names on the board. "Hmm. Puck and Quinn, you two are the last ones left. So you two can work together."

Puck was officially wearing the biggest shit eating grin known to man. I didn't even have to look at him to know it.

"Finn, you and I are going to have a long talk about this later." I elbowed him in the side, making him wince. He furrowed his brows.

"What's the deal?"

"Okay guys, get together with your partners and start discussing your song!" Mr. Schue called out. "Rachel, Finn, can you two come here for a moment?"

Before I could continue to complain about Finn's little stunt, he stood up and headed to the front of the room toward Mr. Schue, along with Rachel. What did he want to talk to them about?

"I have a special job for my two co-captains." he said with a smile, clapping his hands together. "Do you guys have anything important to do after school lets out? Because this is going to take a little bit longer than the rest of the class period."