She had never been so upset. She had lost her confidence and all signs of hope. She was a shell, and that was it.

Sure, in typical Quinn fashion she hid these feelings, and shoved them down, so far that even she was unable to access them. Quinn went along with life, shopping with Kurt and Blaine, coffee mornings with the girls and teaching the little Kindergarteners how to spell. Life was sweet, in retrospect; she had friends, family, her health and security. But she didn't have love…and at this point, she thought that she never would.

Friday morning, and she walked into work, passing all of the various pieces of art clinging from the display boards. Quinn set up her rota for today and started to sort folders from the kid's homework. Until she saw a note on her desk. It wasn't crumpled, so she figured it was from a parent of some sort. It could be a letter saying that 'Jimmy had forgotten his math book' or 'Belinda can't do swimming today'. But this particular note made her week.

She slowly clasped the letter in her hand, spinning it around to 'evaluate' it, she had some sort of irrational fear that it would be filled with spiders.

"I'm sorry, you have no idea. I was a jerk. I am a jerk so forgive me please?

If I have to I'll sing to make you feel better ;D"

She laughed to herself. Her first assumption was that it was from Katie, for spilling coffee on her favourite shirt. But as Quinn turned on her heels and held the note to her chest, she saw him. Standing in her classroom, holding a bouquet of her favourite flowers and wearing a goofy smile that made her blush. Why did her know her so well? And why was he so fricking charming?

She needed to remain calm. She wanted him to beg for her forgiveness.

"Is this from you?" she scolded with a bitter tone.

He placed the bouquet on her desk and placed his hands in his pockets, "It is, I felt really bad about what I said, and I thought it would make me feel better about the graduation thing, but it just made me feel crappy that I hurt you"

She just pouted, looking into his eyes, trying to see whether he was lying or not. She just glared at him, burning a whole in his head.

"Do I really need to sing?" he smiled again. She couldn't help but feel the corners of her mouth turn upwards, until she looked at the ground, laughing.

"No, you don't need to sing, thank you for that" she picked up her new bouquet and buried her face into them, inhaling the gorgeous scent, "They're beautiful, thank you Sam"

He took her hand and stroked her knuckles with his thumb, "We still need to get that cup of coffee" he raised his eyebrows flirtatiously and again she laughed. He was such a dork. But that's what she loved about him, no loves about him.

"Sure, we can go after school" she said blushing as his big brown eyes, looked into hers.

He cupped her face and grazed his lips against her about to go into a full kiss.

"Mizz Fabway, who's that?" A small girl stumbled in, holding her cream toy bunny. She had sun bright blonde hair, which her mother insisted that she wore in high pigtails.

"Um, hi Jessie, this is just Miss Fabray's friend…honey why don't you go back outside and play okay?"

Even Jessie didn't believe that they were just friends. Quinn just had to realise that first…

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