A/N: Hi everyone. This is my first time writing something on here. Quick is my OTP, so I finally decided to write a story about them. This is AU because past experiences with writing fanfiction have shown me that I'm better with AU stories than anything else. So yeah, I hope you all like it and I'll try to have the next chapter posted soon.

Quinn Fabray hugged her jacket tighter around her as she walked back to her apartment. It was now mid-January and was freezing out. The cold air bit at her skin and her golden blonde locks fluttered as a chilling breeze swept through the city. Quinn had never been a huge fan of cold weather and all she wanted to do was go home and curl up on her couch while sipping on a mug of hot chocolate.

She had never been to this part of LA before. She didn't know why, but something within her had told her to stray from her usual route back to her apartment and she had done just that, but instead of the familiar, luxurious buildings she had grown quite accustom to, she was now walking through streets with old, rundown ones. A sense of fear went through her body, telling her that now would be a good time to turn back but, for some reason unknown to her, she kept going on.

"Whatever you do, please be safe Quinnie." The words of her mother echoed through her head as she continued walking. Once she graduated from high school, she had decided to ditch the uptight and rich community her family lived in. She hated it. It was so boring and monotonous and everyone was stuck-up and full of themselves. So, the moment she turned 18, she made plans to move to LA and get far away from the life she was living. Her parents had pleaded for her to stay and attend the local community college, but Quinn's mind had already been made up.

At least they had paid the rent on a room in a fancy apartment complex as her graduation present, in the upscale part of the city. Now that she was walking through downtown LA, it seemed like a different world from her own and it worried her that she was asking for trouble by being where she was at the moment.

That's when she heard it. A gunshot going off rang through the alleyway nearest to her, gaining her curiosity. She glanced around her and saw that she was alone, so she crept forward and peered down the alleyway when she got closer to it. The sight in front of her terrified her. A group of guys stood in a circle, yelling things that seemed to blend together and Quinn couldn't make out what they were talking about. Slowly, the circle dispersed and she was able to see what was going on. One guy was lying on the ground, lifeless. Another guy, who had a mohawk, was holding a gun and looking at the body on the ground. He looked up and saw the blonde standing at the end of the alley, fear flickering through her eyes.

He had never seen her before, but just one look at her appearance told him that she was probably some snobby rich girl who had it easy and hadn't experienced the real world yet. The look in her eyes gave it away. He glanced down at the gun in his hand and lifted it up, pointing it at her. He wasn't sure what he was doing, but he was hoping that it would scare the girl off. He certainly didn't need the cops getting involved again, as he had enough brushes with the law to last a lifetime. This girl would probably rat him and his buddies out eventually.

At that moment, Quinn took off running in the opposite direction, afraid of what might happen if she stuck around any longer. No way was she going to set herself up to get hurt. She knew that a phone call to her parents, saying something like "Mr. & Mrs. Fabray, your daughter got caught up in gang violence and she's currently in the hospital suffering from a gunshot wound" would not go over well with them. They were worried enough as it is with her being on the opposite coast now. She didn't need to give them another reason to want to jump on the first plane they could get to LA and drag her back home with them.

As she turned the corner, weaving her way to the comfort of her apartment, she was unaware of the fact that the guy with the mohawk was following her. She had no idea that her life was about to be turned upside down. And she certainly did not know that this was the first step of what fate had in store for her.

She had just seen the person who would be the love of her life and didn't even know it.