Chapter 7

The rest of the camp went by fast. Sam and Quinn didn't have any more late night rendezvous as one of the students became ill and needed to sleep in the sick tent right next to Sam. Through group activities, Sam would give Quinn smirks, winks and sometimes gestures referring to that night in the lake. Santana would try to question Quinn what happened that night, as she only knew where Quinn was that night. Quinn spent that night cuddled up next to Sam, she had her clothes on but his hands would wander up her thighs until she fell asleep breathing on his chest.

The camp came to an end, all the students were frustrated that means they had to go back to school. Quinn didn't mind, any excuse seeing Sam every day. Sam was bipolar with the subject, he wanted this girl so badly but he was her student, he could risk being caught therefore leading to termination of his career. No school would hire him if they knew he had an affair with a student but as he was sitting on the bus, looking at Quinn sitting on the row of seats beside him, her blonde hair sitting on her bare shoulders as she was wearing a spaghetti strap dress. She was reading, as he was thinking about the risks this would take, he couldn't care less right now. She was nearly 18, nearly legal.

The entire bus ride was boring, instead of the loud impact on the way there, every student were flat out tired and ready for a big sleep in. Sam looked at Quinn every now and then; he decided to go for it. He pulled out his clipboard, pulling out the sheet of emergency student numbers the teachers keep and texted her.

Meet me at my place after the trip? I want to talk to you

Xo Sam

Sam looked over at Quinn as she felt her phone vibrate in her bag beside her. She looked at the message and smiled. Sam then felt his phone vibrate

Okay :)

Sams head was fist pumping.

Xxxxxx

It was 7pm, they all arrived back to San Francisco at 3pm, so that gave Quinn a little time to change. Usually she would dress as her usual self around Sam but after that camp, she had a new sight to him. They had done sexual favours to one another, they kissed, Quinn had the fact he was her teacher at the back of her mind, he was just Sam Evans to her, not Mr Evans. Quinn put on a nice white dress with matching ballet flats, she did a little more makeup and curled her hair to look nice, and she even sprayed on some of the fancy perfume she never uses.

Quinn called a cab, she didn't want to take her car because she didn't want his neighbours to be suspicious. Her parents were at a charity event, so she could stay out as long as she wanted. She didn't prepare anything like protection; she knew she didn't want to go that far with him right now. Maybe he was rejecting her? Oh god, what if he's saying he can't be with me because it's illegal and wrong and he can't keep up with it? Oh god what if it's all In my head.

Quinn took a deep breath, trying not to think of the worst possible situation that could overcome of this. She walked up to his front door and tapped gently. She heard the sound of the chain bolt unlocking, then saw his face smile down at her.

"Hey." He said, opening the door and letting her inside.

"Hi." I said, smiling back at him. He looked like he just got out of the shower, his hair was damp and his clothes were casual, nothing like what he wears to school.

"I just thought I'd invite you over to, you know…talk. Since we didn't get to talk much on camp after the first day." He let out a nervous laugh.

"Well talk away." Quinn said, sitting down on his sofa. His apartment was simple, the walls were a cream colour, his living room was set with a leather black sofa with a huge entertainment system, he obviously liked his video games and action figures as the brown bookshelf in the corner was stacked with them. He had photos on the wall, some of him and his friends, his family, his college graduation, football and baseball trophies and awards. Quinn even saw a porno dvd in the shelf, but that was up to him. She didn't judge. Sam walked out and sat down beside her.

"Well first of all, I'm sorry I didn't talk to you on camp. Blaine was sick the whole time so he had to use that side of the tent." Sam looked at her worried.

"No, no it's okay. I just missed waking up next to you." She smiled.

"Oh Good, well I want to talk about this. I want you Quinn." Quinn immediately gulped, looking nervous.

"I understand if you think it's weird. But we can keep it on the down low, you can stay here one some nights and we can talk. I won't pressure you into anything, I swear." Sam looked nervous, Quinn was drawn to the cuteness that was his nervousness.

"I want you too, Sam." Quinn smiled. Sam went from nervous, to ecstatic.

"R-really? Well that's really great because I really like you. You're special and sweet, you're a good girl. I can get fired for this, but I don't care. I want this to work I really, really do." Sam cupped her face with his hands and kissed her softly. That was their first kiss as boyfriend and girlfriend, they were both jumping inside, their stomachs filled with butterflies.

"I do too…I can come see you after school, we can do study lessons, we can go out of town sometimes. Anything." Quinn gulped, Sam nodded.

"For now, let's just…take it slow. I'll take you out on dates but somewhere where no one we know can spot us. I really like you Quinn; I want you to be my girlfriend."

"Well consider me your girlfriend." Quinn pushed onto him, giving him a passionate kiss. She didn't expect her first boyfriend to be her teacher.

A/N: Okay I'll write the next chapter tomorrow! Sorry this one was short, I'm away this weekend and I wanted to get something done. Reviews, thanks! 3