A/N: Again, sorry it's so short. I've already started work on the second chapter. I think you'll all like it. Let me know what you think of this chapter!

Sam walked into school the next day feeling pretty confident. He had his best friend and his boyfriend back and he was feeling pretty good. The only thing that was missing was that quarterback spot on the Titans. He was going to end up quarterback one way or the other whether Finn Hudson liked it or not. As he walked into his math class waiting for the bell to ring, he noticed the only one sitting in there was a blonde girl. She was hunched over a notebook, so he couldn't get a good look at her face. When she glanced up at him, he noticed it was Quinn Fabray. He can't say he ever exchanged a word with her before, but she had pretty eyes. Lormenari. She was in Glee club and was head of the Cheerios but Sam hadn't really clicked with anyone but Finn yet. He reminded him a lot of himself.

"Sorry," he mumbled out as he turned to head out the door again. "I didn't realize anyone was in here."

"No, no. It's more than okay with me. Just stay out of my way," she teased, but it sounded a lot meaner than she meant it to come off. The truth is, the girl intimidated him. He meekly made his way over to the corner of the room, taking a seat in the back. He pulled out his notebook, attempting to work on a problem. He couldn't figure it out and it was frustrating. His dyslexia didn't make it any easier. All of the numbers looked alike; he couldn't figure out what the problem even asked. Defeated, he tossed the notebook onto the floor, letting out a deep sigh. Quinn immediately whipped around to see what had gone on. Slowly, she got up from her seat, picking up the notebook and pencil on the way to him. She sat down in the seat in front of him, turning around to face him.

"You dropped this," she bit back a laugh, handing the notebook over to him.

"Thanks," he mumbled out, licking over his lips.

"You seem like you're having some trouble here. Need help?" He scratched the back of his neck.

"That would be awesome, thanks," he smiled slightly, earning a smile in return from the blonde. His insides tingled a bit, which was a strange feeling since he'd only ever felt that when he was with Blaine. He ignored the feeling and shoved it to the back of his mind as Quinn pulled out her math book.

"Alright, simple harmonic motion; it was really confusing at first for me too, but once I got the hang of it, it was actually pretty simple." As she was explaining the problem his mind drifted off somewhere else. She smelled /really/ good like strawberries or honey or something. He let his eyes scan over her body. She was in good shape, that's for sure. He wasn't sure why he was so concerned with the way she looked, but he couldn't tear his eyes away.

"And that's how you know you've done the problem right." Quinn looked up at him. "Do you understand now?"

"Uh, actually," he admitted truthfully, "I wasn't paying attention." She sighed, slapping his shoulder playfully.

"Focus! What could possibly be distracting you?" His eyes quickly widened before shaking his head.

"Sorry I'll pay attention from now on." He nodded, licking over his full lips before looking back down at the notebook.

"So you substitute 2 into the equation for x and you get?" Quinn glanced up at him; waiting for an answer.

"18?" He asked, unsure of the answer. Quinn smiled brightly, holding up her hand for a high five.

"See, I knew you could do it." He smiled back at her. He was amazed at her smile. It was infectious. He knew what people meant when they said that one person could light up a whole room. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her. Snap out of this Sam, what's wrong with you? He shook his head, turning his attention back down to the notebook in front of him.

"I have to get to my next class, but I'll see you later?" Quinn packed her books in her bag and stood up.

"Oh, I'll walk you to class." He smiled, standing up at the same time she did.

"No, really it's okay…" Quinn started to make her way out the door.

"I insist. It's the least I could do." He slung his book bag over his shoulder, walking in step with her.

"Well thanks. That's very kind of you." She smiled that smile again. Seriously, if she kept doing that, he wouldn't be able to last much longer. She stopped once they arrived at the classroom furthest down the hall. "This is my stop. Thanks again. Good luck on your math test." She leaned up on her tip toes to press a kiss to his cheek, which made Sam blush furiously. He gave her a simple wave before rushing over to the boys' bathroom. He sighed once he was inside, leaning up against the sink. He bent down to splash some cold water on his face. Lord knows he needed to cool off right now. You shouldn't be feeling like this, he told himself. You have a boyfriend, one you love. You just got Blaine back; do you really want to screw that all up over some pretty girl with beautiful eyes and an infectious smile? He shook his head and looked in the mirror. You can do this. Just think about Blaine. But as hard as he tried, his mind was stuck on the blonde girl who helped him with his math.