October 4th 7:40am

Dear diary, first day at the new school today. I'm so nervous I'm about to fall over. But that won't stop me from doing my best, because I know I'll be rewarded.
Here I go, off I go.
I'm going.
I'm gone.
Fuck.

October 4th 3:50pm

So, today sucked. During my first class I had to stand in front of all those unfamiliar faces and introduce myself, in the most inhumane way; 'hello, my name is Quinn Fabray' so lame. Let's just say I didn't get any ones attention with that opening line. People were staring, it felt as if they were looking right through me, judging me, they'd already made up their minds.

I excused myself and headed for the bathroom. Hadn't planned on showing my face until the day was over, but my tummy was grumbling and making all sorts of weird and unwanted noises, so I decided to go to lunch.

Oh, I almost forgot, when I was doing the introduction of lil boring ol me, I'd noticed this one girl, in the front row, who never took her eyes off of me. She was reading my lips closely, with every word I spoke. She had beautiful long brown hair and the same color eyes. Even though she, along with the others, had definitely been staring, hers had been a soft one.
She seemed nice, enough.
My mission was to ask around and if I was lucky enough, I'd be pointed in the right direction. Unfortunately that did not pan out too well.

Instead I found myself sitting alone, at the corner table in the cafeteria. Eyes glaring, laughing, pointing.

The horror, oh the pressure.
'You're the new girl, right?' when I turned around, I was standing face to face with a tall, fairly pretty blonde girl. She continued to speak as I sat there in silence. 'I was also new once, it was my first day. I got lost, I think the map I had been given was broken or something.' I covered my mouth to stop me from laughing.
She later introduced herself as Brittany.

She's picking me up tomorrow.

Parentals are home, but basically, I survived day one, with minor scratches. Hopefully no permanent scars and hey, I made a friend.
I think.

October 6th 7am

Her name is Rachel Barbra Berry, yes, Barbra as in Barbra Streisand. Apparently she's kinda obsessed, don't ask :P

I saw her briefly in the hallway yesterday. I was walking with Britt and Santana (she's head of the Cheerios and yes I am trying out for the squad) arms linked, like true bff's, when suddenly this semi hot guy sporting a mohawk, (which usually is super tacky and a major turnoff, but somehow, he makes it look good) throws a slushie in her face.
They all laughed. I didn't. Because it wasn't funny. Santana pulled on me when I looked back at Rachel. She had the face of the saddest girl in the world, all covered in grape slushie.

All through bio I kept thinking about the slushie hitting her face and I just couldn't understand the joy the others felt. The rush of humiliation bounced off of Rachel and on to me. I was embarrassed of what my friends did to her. Those juvenile behaviours had since long suppressed my memories and I had grown out of such childlike ways.

'I don't get it.' were the first words I heard Brittany utter that day. I asked her what she was confused about, thinking it had something to do with mitosis. I see her pointing to a picture of Angelina Jolie; 'That! I don't get how so many babies came out of, that. She's so tiny. Not dwarf tiny, like Rachel Berry, but she is tiny.' you can't do nothing but love her :)
Ugh!
Time for school, waaah!
I really don't wanna.

October 6th 6pm

Nothing to report. Bored. Food, homework, bed.
Fml.

October 7th 7:20am

Wanna talk to Rachel today.
Have to talk to Rachel today.
Must talk to Rachel today.
Will talk to Rachel today.

October 7th 7:50pm

Talked to Rachel today.

Kinda high maintenance. Actually, really high maintenance.
When I saw her in the hallway, stuffing her locker with lots of brightly colored fluffy notebooks, I decided I had to talk to her. 'Rachel, right?' she looked at me like I was possessed by the devil, frowned and walked off.
Which I have to admit, was confusing.

Started asking people about her, what she was like and such. Most of them only had one thing to say; 'Rachel who?' frustrating indeed. But at least I talked to her.

Next step is to get her to say something back.

Vampire Diaries, then bed.

October 8th 3pm

TGIF! And also... I MADE THE SQUAD!
Cheerios (L) and I'm not talking about the breakfast cereal, this is so much yummier.
Sue Sylvester is... one of a kind. I think she's tough, but fair.

Finn asked me on a date for tomorrow. Haven't decided on it yet. He's kinda cute, in that dorky kind of way.

He's nice and he's on the football team.
Santana said that jocks rate high on what you need in a boyfriend.
Didn't see Rachel today. Britt, San and I are going to the movies tonight.
Blood guts horror and ultimate gore at it's best.
Should be good fun.

October 9th 11:10am

So, we went to see some zombie slasher flick, totally sweet. By the end of it, Britt was so scared she was practically on Santana's lap, tugging at her shirt, hugging her like there was no tomorrow.

Come to think of it, I'm not sure if it was actually due to the movie, maybe that's just the way they are. Sneaking glances, linking pinkies, when they think nobody's looking.
Cute.

After the movie we went to Starbucks, figured if anything that would set us straight.
And after two caramel frappuccinos I really had to pee, I excused myself and made a dash for the ladies room.
To my surprise, Rachel was there. Didn't quite know what to to say to her, since she had ignored me the first time.
'Hi, Quinn' she said as she stood there washing her hands. I got so caught up in the moment, that I didn't have a response. A smile and a nod would simply have to do it, I thought and it did, cause a wicked grin appeared on her face before she left.
I waited a little while longer, in fear of her still being out there, even though I knew for a fact that she wouldn't exactly be chatting up a storm with Brittana (that's what we call Brittany and Santana)

Just to be sure I peaked my head out through the door. No sight of her, all I could see was a really sweet kiss between two Cheerios and; 'you taste like bubblegum, sweet, delicious, watermelon, gum.'
They're so gay and I love it.
K, gonna go get ready. Date with Finn soon.

Met him on our way home last night, simply had to say yes.

October 9th 10:20pm

Wow. Just, wow. Finn and I spent the entire day together. Oh it was lovely.
First: Ben and Jerry's ice cream parlor, cherry garcia you ate my heart, therefore I love thee.
Second: An Anne Leibovitz photo exhibition. Yes I'm head over heels in love with the fact that he took interest in me and what I hold dear.
Third: A walk in the park. I know, it sounds lame, but it was everything but lame. Gave me a chance to get to know him. We chatted up quite an appetite as well.
Fourth: Vegetarian pizza, yum.
Fifth: A spontaneous photo session, after him spotting the camera in my bag.
It was fun, we had fun, at least I think we did.

When I told him I had to go home, because my mom was hosting some fancy benefit dinner, (which by the way was such a lie) he insisted on walking me to the door, even though we were only a couple of blocks away from my house.
That was sweet, but at this point he was just trying to score points and to be honest, i wasn't really keeping track.
Exhausted, going to bed.