Beauty Queen of only eighteen.

The 'Head Bitch In Charge', I think I can get used to this. A couple of years ago, would I have thought people would part their ways for me, and practically worship me? No. That's what I get for being Quinn Fabray. I feel like I have some expectations I need to keep. I have to be perfect, or else everything is gone. I need the crown, I need to be on top.

She had some trouble with herself.

"I just want somebody to love me."

Why is it so damn hard? All my life, I've been lied to and cheated on. I cry and I cry, but I just can't take it anymore. I'm sick of it. No one is capable of loving me, I get it. I'm the bitch that got under everyone's skin, but I've really tried to change. Can't you see? Can't anyone see? No, no one can. But have I? I'm Quinn Fabray and I'm alone. I'll always be alone.


He was always there to help her.

Quinn Fabray. She has this control over me. God, I'm freaking Noah Puckerman, but she just drives me crazy. And I don't know what it is, but this feeling inside of me every time I see her, or even think about her, it just burns. Oh sure, I'm in denial as everyone says, I know what they all think of me behind my back.

"What happened to Puck? Where's the badass and the player? Oh my god, has Noah Puckerman gone soft?" Nothing has happened, but these rumors spread like wildfire.

Well actually, she happened. I'm just too afraid to admit it, but I think I'm in love with Quinn Fabray. But what am I supposed to do about it. Go up to her and confess my love for her. Hell no, I don't do that shit. Every time I try and help her, try to get her back on her feet, she just leaves me again. And it hurts, it just... hurts. Why do I do it, then? Because it's Quinn Fabray.

She always belonged to someone else.

Why can't it be me? It's never been me. I'm always the last choice, the Lima Loser of the pack. I don't stand a chance against Finn or Sam or some freaking Yalie degenerate she comes home with on her arm. Hell, even freaking Teen Jesus got to spend some quality time with her, and what do I get? An "I'm proud of you," a kiss that didn't mean anything to her, but got me to pass some stupid test that decided if I graduate or not, and a hug, but oh man, that hug. She always gave the best hugs. And right now, I really feel like I need a hug. Do you see what she does to me?

But I don't mean anything to her. And I don't think I ever will.