Note: Hey, so this is only kind of a short taster as I have wanted to write something for ages, please give it a go? Thanks! (Also I don't own Glee and all that stuff obviously :)) And yeah, so this chapter is more just settig the scene. And I'm not in College/University and I am not American so sorry for innacuracies!

Spoilers: Only little ones through to Thanksgiving-ish as I haven't watched the Thanksgiving episode but I know what happens and so this is kind of based on that.

Quinn sighed, three missed calls from.. him. Oh, and one voice mail. The blond took a deep breath before pressing that little button and putting the phone to her ear.

"Quinn Fabray, answer your fucking phone! I have spent all day phoning and phoning, and you don't even bother to bloody pick up! I swear I am on my last nerve with you. You better be back tomorrow like we discussed, or I fucking promise I will make your life hell."

"End of messages" The annoying computerised voice concluded, after confirming that it was from Professer Kern, or so say the man of her dreams. Her phone vibrated again, signalling an incoming call. All it took was one look at the picture of the two of them fill her screen for her to loose it. The phone shot across the room, colliding with the opposite wall, before dropping, the smash echoing through her ears, triggering numerous snippets of the past few months to replay in her head. Her delicate frame shook as she slid down the wall she was leaning on, to the cold choir room floor. Streams of tears threatened to break free immediately after.

"If it isn't Quinn Fabray..." Quinn's gaze snapped up immediately, laughing with disbelief,

"Rachel!?"

"I always knew you would make a triumphant return.. Now get over here!" Rachel demanded playfully, immediately, the blond got to her feet and tackled the small brunette, true sportsman style.

"I never realised how much I would miss you." Quinn smiled into softly curled brown hair.

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Quinn sat in her lecture hall, buzzing with nervous energy for her first proper day at Yale. Even though she didn't know many people yet, already she was loving her new life. She had found a seat near some others she had spoken to a few times, no more than mere "Can you help me find"s or "What do I do if"s but it was more than most people, and they seemed nice enough.

The young adult rummaged through her bag, finding out her notepad and a pencil, and she couldn't help a small smile escape her lips as she looked down at her phone to find a text from Rachel, which read:

'GOOD LUCK FOR YALE! Be as AMAZING as you always are and you'll do great! :D XXX 🌟'

Yeah, this was going to be a good year.

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Quinn found the lecture surprisingly enjoyable. She was sat in only the second row back from the front, but she preferred it rather than being distracted by others- now was her time to turn over a new leaf, and start again as her true self, now she was in Yale. The lesson came to an end quicker than she had expected and before she knew it, everyone was packing their bags and leaving, however, the teacher called over the mutters of the students "Can the following students please stay behind; Abigail Barkmore, Harry Dean, Quinn Fabray, Blake Live, Carly Peterson and Heather White. Thank-you." Quinn felt a sudden rise of panic spread through her body, as she joined the small crowd at the front of the class, fumbling nervously with her bag strap. "Abigail, Harry, Blake, Carly and Heather- I haven't had your payment in for the trip next week and the deadline was yesterday so please do so A.S.A.P and don't be afraid to speak to me if you have any problems- I am here to help." He smiled, showing a glimpse of his pearly white teeth. The rest of them filtered out the door, leaving Quinn even more on edge than before.

"And you must be Quinn Fabray." He looked up as Quinn bit her lip out oF habit.

"Y-yes sir." She stumbled slightly over her words.

"No need to be so nervous." He smiled as he patted her arm gently. He looked a very young teacher- Quinn figured he must not have been a Professer for that long at all.

"I actually haven't received any of your payments for upcoming excursions- and as you may be aware, the class is going on one in two days." She hadn't received any information or letters had she? There definately wasn't anything for her since she arrived... Quinn was shaken out of her thoughts as this time, he layed both firm but gentle hands at the tops of each of her arms. "Hey, hey, look at me." He half whispered as he stared intently into fearful, yet soft hazel eyes. "Just calm okay?" The blond had been trying to avoid his vision, but she eventually had to give in. They were left for a moment in silence, just looking at eachother. Now, Quinn felt a different kind of warmth spread through her body due to his soft bright blue eyes smiling at her secretively. "We can sort something out. Here's the information," he handed her a piece of paper, yet he didn't let go as he met her intriguing orbs once more, "No biggie." He smiled, letting go of the paper slowly. Butterflies rushed through Quinn's body as she folded the piece of paper and put it in her bag. Yet, as she left, she could still feel his eyes on her and so she couldn't help but drag out her exit for a bit longer.

Yeah, this was definitely going to be a good year.

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