Chapter 16

Quinn hadn't spoken to Sam since their fight, she bumped into him in the halls at school but she kept walking. She loved him; in fact, she loved him way too much to risk anything. The whole speech he made about if anyone finds out about them, then consequences like the termination of his job will occur. Some days, Quinn would head over to Lauras and complain about how much of a jerk Sam is, then those words would turn into tears and she would only feel like running to his place, hugging him and saying sorry.

"If he doesn't want to get fired, then he has to keep this a secret Quinn, you deserve better but I can't not picture you two together." Laura was lying down on the bed in her pajamas, eating fruchocs. Quinn never saw Laura much since she started dating Santana.

"Yes but you don't get it! I love the idiot. I just want to go to the movies with him, in town. Not at some foreign cinema where they show the Japanese version of Casablanca every Friday night. I mean I want to sit at a cinema, in English, in color!" Quinn groaned, pacing back and forth Laura's bedroom.

"Relax, Finn Hudsons birthday is coming up and he's throwing a killer party. Santana and I are going; you should totally come, get your mind off Sam for a while. "Laura persisted. Quinn thought about it but she wasn't really the party type of girl, plus she misses Sam, she would much rather sit in his apartment and watch Tron but she had to make a stand; she wanted to be apart from him for a while but she wasn't going to the party, she wanted to make up with Sam before she started partying.

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Sam sent her constant messages, missed calls, facebook messages. He had to talk to her, so he did the unthinkable; he had to get her in trouble. It was a school day, high school kids walking up the hall, Sam went into his class, not making eye contact with the blonde girl he has fallen for.

"Alright class, today is going to be a little different. To reward all of you who passed yesterday's midterms; you're excused to a game of volleyball out on the courts for the rest of the lesson." After a few cheers, a few peers high fiving one another and a few groans. "All of you who failed, you'll be asked to stay in the class, with me, for a study lesson. Mr. Jackson will take everyone else out." All of the class, minus a few out the back and Quinn, got up and started to walk out the door. Sam knew Quinn failed her midterm paper, he hated writing that big F on her paper, he wanted to pass her but that would be wrong. Quinn was miserable; she didn't like to have to admit to failing. She passed every class, except for the one Sam of course taught her.

"Now, of you remaining. You'll all be asked to hit the books, get studying." Sam sat behind his desk, put on his glasses and began to write. Now was his time to win his time alone with Quinn. That was if his plan worked. He took a deep breath and hoped for the best. He hated himself for what he was about to do.

"Miss Fabray, I was particularly disappointed in yours, you can do so much better." Sam knew that would more than likely piss her off, publicly confronting her. Even if it was 6 other students and the first conversation they have had in weeks.

"Um, I really tried Mr. Evans, I really did." Quinn put her head down, not wanting to make eye contact with him. Was he really doing this?

"Yes but this school and I have a policy here, you fail the year, you do summer school." Sam has his teacher attitude on. He was just happy to be talking to her, no matter the circumstance.

"No, I-I can't go to summer school. My mom will kill me. You have to let me redo the test." Quinn was looking at him now; she wouldn't go down without a fight and needed to graduate.

"I'm sorry Quinn but that's the rules. The Principal will send home a note and you'll be enrolled in summer school. End of discussion." Sam wanted to bite his tongue but it was too late, Quinn threw her bag over her shoulder and stormed out of the class. "Quinn…QUINN." Sam yelled out the door, he couldn't leave due to code of conduct.

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"So he just called you out? That's real low Q, even for me." Santana said chewing on the end of a churro purchased from the cart out the front of the restaurant her; Quinn and Laura were sitting inside. Quinn decided to let it spill about her and Sam, even if Laura told her to begin with it's just, Quinn never knew that part.

"He told me I had to go to summer school; I can't go to summer school. It won't go so well on my college application." Quinn sighed and nearly planted her face inside her oyster appetizer.

"So you're going to college now? What happened to staying here because of your boyfriend?" Laura giggled as Santana's hand went up her leg.

"You really think he's my boyfriend? We haven't talked since the night I met his parents. Today's little outburst was the first conversation we had in weeks. He's probably dating someone his own age who isn't jailbait."

"Girl I say, goes to Finns party with us tonight, get completely trashed and lose your v card with some guy in the losers bedroom." Santana suggested, earning a hard elbow to the side by her girlfriend. Quinn blushed, moving her eyes side to side. Santana's mouth went wide open, realizing what she was intending.

"No way…you didn't." Santana gasped, Laura nodded and Quinn just blushed, her cheeks turning red, combining with the pink blusher she applied before their dinner. "That jerk took your virginity?" Santana whispered.

"No he took her flower, those were her exact words." Laura laughed.

"Shut up, I didn't say he took my flower, I said we had a lovely night and I ended up making love for the first time."

"Please Quinn; making love is for old people. It was certified, grade a sex but I wouldn't call it grade A since you got an F." Santana giggled, earning another elbow to the ribs. "Okay, sorry." Santana shrugged. "Just go to Finns party, you'll have a good time, meet some nice people and Mr. Evans won't even be on your mind."

"You know, it's odd when people call him Mr. Evans." Quinn smiled; she needed to stop thinking of him.

"Alright, but I won't call him Sam, he's not my man, I have my lady right here." Santana grabbed Laura's hand and smiled.

"She's right Quinn, come to the party with us. Even if it's for an hour, you'll have fun." Laura rested her head on her girlfriends shoulder, talking to her best friend in front of her.

"Fine, I'll go but you'll be carrying me home." Quinn giggled.

"Alright, that's my girls!" Santana cheered, pulling Laura and Quinn aside of her once they were done at the restaurant.