Lets just say Quinn was always the pink haired badass we all love.
QPOV
I walked through the hallways of this new school. Middle of the school year and my dad had to transfer. Instead of hanging out with my friends in New York, I'm stuck in some little town in Ohio. I look around for my first class. Biology. Something I had already taken in New York, but apparently my old school had a new way of teaching things and the credit doesn't count. So I'm stuck taking remedial courses online and in my free time. To "catch up", as the principal said.
"Watch it loser!" A broad shouldered boy shouted as he pushed a much...much smaller girl to the floor.
"Why the hell did you do that for?" I asked, yanking him back by the collar.
"Whoa, someone needs to be taught a lesson on how things go here at McKinley." The boy said, cracking his knuckles, angered that someone defied him.
"No, Someone needs to be taught a lesson on how treat people!" I shouted back. The smaller girl was quickly gathering her papers from beneath peoples feet. No one moved or bothered to help her.
"It's okay, really. I was in his way." She said nervously.
"You got that right." The boy said, smiling at the girls obedience. The second bell rang and students started heading to their respective classes. Including the incredibly rude boy.
"Are you okay?" I asked, trying to help the girl pick up the rest of her things.
"I'm fine." She said fighting back tears.
"I don't think so. Let's go." I said, standing up, taking the things out of the girls arms, not knowing where the nurse's office is.
"No really. I'm fine. This happens all the time." She said with teary eyes.
"No, It's not fine. I just watched some asshole push you aside. You flew into the wall. You could be hurt." I pleaded as she tried taking her things back from me.
"Give me back my binder." She asked, tugging at the pink binder I was holding.
"No." I said, refusing to let go.
"Fine then." She said, letting go. She looked at me once more, then turned to run down the hallway. I would have followed her, but I really didn't have any idea where she could have gone. I looked down at the binder. Covered in gold stars and her name neatly handwritten on the top right corner. Rachel Berry.
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The rest of the day was nothing less than hectic. Rumours spread about my encounter with the neanderthal and people didn't talk to me. I had hoped to find the tiny brunette, but I heard from a group of cheerleaders that some guy, Puck, had hit her hard with...a slushie? If things like this happened at my old school, the abuser would be suspended and forced to write an apology, but this was a whole other world. I noticed the cheerleaders and jocks picked on anyone lesser, and the kids in between were too afraid to say or do anything for risk of being tortured and humiliated themselves. What a sick twisted system.
My last class was history, I sat in the back, hoping not be called on by the teacher, even though I knew what she was talking about. Then she walked in.
"I'm sorry I'm late Mr. Shue, I had to-"
"Thats fine, just go sit by Qwan." He interrupted and went back to talking about the american revolution. She had a look of confusion as she looked around the classroom, quite possibly somone asian.
"Rachel." I whispered, waving to the girl. She looked at me and begrudgenly walked over to my table.
"Do you have my binder?" She asked angrily as she sat down.
"Right here." I said, taking it out of my bag.
"Thank you." She said before focusing on the whiteboard up front.
"No hellos?" I asked, trying to keep my voice down.
"Not if you want to be thrown in a dumpster." She said.
"Wait, people actually do that here?" I asked, appauled.
"Yes, now shhh! I have to focus!" She hissed. I leaned back in my chair. This school was really messed up.