I'm not even going to make an excuse for my absence.

Also- I was reading through and I noticed a mistake in Chapter 3. When I said Laura I meant Caroline. Oops!

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"This is our fait, I'm yours," The perfect harmony sounded through the choir room like birds singing on a spring morning. Quinn was looking at Artie as she had never looked at him before. The look in his eyes was meaningful and true, and Quinn never thought that he looked as attractive as he did then, she could look into his eyes forever and never get bored of being lost in a sea of perfect blue.

The sudden outbreak of applause broke Quinn from her trance, and she took one last glance at Artie before looking for Sam.

Instead of being happy as she expected, Sam was staring daggers at her from the back row. He mouthed, "We need to talk." Quinn broke his gaze by looking down at her snow-white sneakers. Not being able to resist, she snuck another look at Artie, expecting Brittany to practically be on top of him, but instead his eyes were downcast and Brittany was sitting with Santana, it looked as if they were discussing him with a hostile tone.

Quinn tried to pay attention to the other songs, but her mind kept wandering to Artie and Sam. She could hardly remember the other performances except for Mike's modern dance moves to a song set during the time period of the Spanish Inquisition, and Tina and Puck shouting at each other in the middle of their song. Other than that it was a complete blur.

When glee was dismissed Quinn tried to bolt to her car, but Sam caught up with her too quickly.

"What the hell was that, Quinn?" He spun her around so quickly Quinn was afraid she would fall down. Silent tears poured over her face and she just shook her head that was full of confusion. "Answer me Quinn, please, just answer me!" His anger had quickly turned into sadness.

"I don't know Sam, I really don't know. I-I think we should take a break or something."

He shook his head bitterly, "No, I know that you just want to be with that nerd over there, so we are done. Hopefully Brittany is smart enough to let him go too, so you two can go off prancing around together."

"Sam! Stop! I'm sorry, I just don't know what is going on in my head right now. I really like you, but I don't know. Please don't be mad at me," she said, looking down at her shoes.

"Stop, Quinn, just stop." Without a backwards look Sam turned around and marched off to the parking lot that was not reserved for the Honor-Roll students.

Artie maneuvered down the halls with what seemed like one hundred pounds of confused thoughts sitting on his head. The main part was that general gloom-slash-depression that plagued him and his whole family during this time of year, and was going to reach its climax on Friday. But a small part of him was relieved mixed with happy and a tiny bit of sad thrown in there thanks to breaking up with Brittany. He didn't know what made him do it. Maybe it was his frustration, or the fact that he could feel that she was pulling away too, or possibly his feelings for another girl. Quinn Fabray to be exact.

I have never had a boyfriend so if the breakup was completely off please tell me!