A/N: Hello, beautiful people of the internet! I'm YoungBlondAndPretty, and this is my first continuous story on ! I'm kind of new at this thing, so constructive criticism is very much welcomed.

Anyways, this story is going to start off at graduation day, then continue with different college stories, and then later progress into a future family type fiction. Make sense? Good. Pairings: FINCHEL, QUICK, KLAINE, BRITTANA, TIKE!

Enjoy, darlings! –Alexandria

"As we are gathered here together, I want us all to think of the past four years. Humiliation, hate, love, fear, more love, more hate, fights, and backstabbing… we can all leave all that behind. Today we say goodbye to each other for, well for most of us, the last time. Forget all that petty drama sophomore year. Today, we forgive and forget. Today we say goodbye to this school. Today, I tip my hat to you…class of 2012. In the words of Elle Woods: We did it!"

A roar of applause erupted from the crowd of eager graduates as Quinn Fabray rolled down the stage. Today, they all leave this Hell-On-Earth known as William McKinley High. No one, not even Noah Puckerman have plans on coming back.

"This is goodbye my friends!" Kurt Hummel cried into Rachel Hudson's shoulder. The brunette sniffled up some tears of her own, too.

"Kurt, we'll be going to the same school. And we're family now." Rachel looked over to her husband, Finn and smiled.

"Yeah, yeah! But what about Tina and Mercedes!" he exclaimed.

"I'm still in high school, Kurt." Tina Cohen-Chang raised her hand slightly. "Artie, too." She nodded her heads toward handicapped Artie Abrams, who was moping in a corner of the gymnasium.

"I'm going to be in Cali, Kurt." Mercedes Jones sighed. She tossed her weave over her shoulder and hugged the fragile boy again. "Quinn's going to Yale. Finn's going to New York with Rachel. Puck, Santana, and Britney are going to Ohio State. Mike's going to Columbia. Kurt, we're all grown ups now."

He nodded slowly, unwilling to except the facts. "Blaine."

"…is still in school, Kurt. You can't wait for him to graduate to go to college."

"I know, it's just too hard."

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Santana Lopez opened the door to her house. Mike and Tina piled into the house, which was full of every New Direction's except for Quinn and Puck.

"Hey, Santana. Hello, Britney!" Tina waved off into the distance where Britney Pierce stood. The bubbly blond squealed and waved back.

"Hey, thanks for inviting us." Mike said coolly. "Where are Q and Puckerman?" Santana smiled, and checked her phone.

"He texted me ten minutes ago, saying that they were on their way." She told him. "Guess they have a big surprise!"

The Asian boy and Latino girl left their spots on the porch and filtered their way into the party. Rachel started rambling about her vocal warm ups and Broadway, and that's when everyone just tuned out.

"Knock, knock!" someone shouted. Puck walked into the room, creating a wave of 'hi's' and high-fives.

"Where's Quinn?" Britney stuck out her lip, which was covered in margarita salt. The mohawked boy smiled, and took her hand. He signaled for the others to follow suit. "Where is she? Santana needs to get the ramp out."

Ever since Quinn was in the car accident, she has been stuck in a wheelchair. Temporarily, but she was self-conscious of people carrying her in the wheelchair like they do to Artie. Santana had kindly bought a ramp for when her friend comes over.

"I don't think you'll need the ramp." Puck ran over to his car, and the others waited confused. "Here she is." He took Quinn's skinny arm and helped her out of the car. She let go of him, and took small, steady steps.

"She's walking!" Sam cried out.

"Quinn!" Rachel said. "I'm so proud!"

Every friend watched the girl take five, ten, twelve steps off the pavement of the road and onto the soft, green grass.

Artie fist pumped the air, most proud of Quinn's achievement.

"What's everyone staring at?" Quinn asked. "Never seen me walk before?" She was joking, but her voice was serious. Puck grabbed her waist, as she almost slipped off the steps to the house.

Blaine Anderson made an appearance a few minutes after Quinn's surprise. He saw her sitting on a chair, then stand, then walk over and hug him. He immediately spun her around, and danced.

The graduation party was… well like any other New Direction's party. Rachel had practically made out with Sam and his fish lips. Finn was the good little sober. Kurt ended up passed out in between half-naked Britney and Santana. Puck and Quinn found themselves in the guest bedroom. Mike and Tina made out in a corner. And to finish off the party, Blaine chopped off Mercedes weave.

Does high school really ever end?

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