*These are all how I think Quinn would think, her thoughts, especially her opinions on beauty is NOT the same as how I really think, or see people. Everyone is beautiful and perfect just the way there are! 3*

First Day at Mckinley High

"It's ok," I tell myself for what seems like the 100th time this hour, "You'll be fine, no one even knows you here." I nervously toss my newly-dyed blonde hair over my shoulder and smile at the halls of people here.

A boy grins at me and I feels the eyes my new classmates watching me. At first, I almost panic. I was stared at all the time at my old high school, but that was because I was ugly and fat. Now I'm blonde, skinny, and pretty. Perfect.

People's' faces fly by me the rest of the day. I saw a girl with a blonde, curled ponytail in a cheerleader uniform dance around the hallway talking about her cat while a cheerleader with dark hair and a pretty, but mean face watched her. A tall boy holding a football with a sweet face. A girl with long, brown hair who talked too much in class and wore too many granny sweaters.

By the end of the day, I'm exhausted. My face hurts from smiling so much, but it paid off. I had people to sit with at lunch and boys who stared at me in a good way, not in a she's-really-ugly-and-fat way. Cheerleaders on their way to practice wave at me as I make my way to the front of the school so Mom can pick me up. Right before I get to the door, a flyer catches my eye. Cheerio Tryouts it reads, showing a formation of pretty girls holding a trophy as a coach-looking lady with short, bleached hair stands smirking in a red, full-body track suit. I reach for a pen in my backpack, but a boy with a mohawk materializes in front of me -he must of been watching me-and hands me a pen. I smile and him and he smirks at me as he leans against the wall. He opens his mouth to talk, but a yell erupts from the school.

"Puckerman, get out here!" a voice screams and the boy jumps and runs away, but not before he winks at me.

I feel myself blush and click the pen open to write my name on the Cheerio sign-up sheet. Quinn Fabray. Perfect.