This is it, thought Quinn as she stood in the middle of her room, looking around at her now empty room. Today was the day she went out to her new Performing Arts boarding school in Los Angeles, California. Was she excited? Hell yeah. She had wanted to attend this school since she first saw their team perform at a competition in her hometown of Oakland, California. She heard her mother call her from downstairs and shouted that she'd be right down. She took one deep breath in and nodded with a faint smile, "You can do this."
The car ride to the airport was too much for Quinn's amusement, her mother kept repeating the same rules over and over again. No sneaking around with boys. Do your homework. No sneaking around with boys. Make sure you keep a healthy diet. No sneaking around with boys. Call her every day to make sure everything's going alright. No sneaking around with boys.
"Mom," she waved one hand to stop her from talking, "you already told me all of this before you said I could go, you don't have to keep going." She said annoyed.
Judy sighed and frowned slightly, "I'm sorry sweetie, I just wasn't expecting to have you leave home for another two years." She said.
Quinn glanced at her mother, almost apolitically, "I know, but you're going to be fine. I'm going to be fine." She said and nodded affirmatively.
Her mother just glanced at her once and sighed, keeping her eyes locked on the road, "Just no sneaking around with boys." She repeated once more and Quinn rolled her eyes.
After a horrible plane ride, almost losing her luggage in the airport and spending over an hour to get a damn taxi, Quinn made it to the school of her dreams. "Los Angeles School of the Arts" she said to herself with a smile.
She glanced down at the papers she had received in the mail a few days back with details about her dorm and school schedule and after much searching she found her building and eventually her room.
The door was already open and she walked in with her bags, glancing around and noticing a few bags on a bed. Quinn walked to the opposite bed and set her things down, admiring the part of the room that already had shelves filled with albums, dvds and trophies. She admired the amount of awards this girl had won, definitely more than Quinn had ever won.
"Excuse me, but who are you and what are you doing in my room?" asked a female voice from the doorway.
Quinn jumped a bit and turned around to see a short, brunette standing by the doorway with her arms crossed. She immediately recognized the girl; she was the lead in the team that inspired Quinn to come here. She smiled shyly and offered her a hand, "I'm Quinn. Quinn Fabray, I'm your new roommate."
The girl furrowed her brows and looked at Quinn, "Nobody told me I had a new roommate this year." She said, "do you have any prove of this, Quinn Fabray?" she asked.
Quinn bit her lip and took her hand back, then handed the girl the paper, "Says so right there. Edmund building, room 36C." she said and looked down awkwardly.
The girl's expression softened and she handed Quinn the paper back, "Very well then," she said and smiled softly, offering her hand, "My name is Rachel Berry, though you probably already know that." She said.
And she did, but Quinn wasn't about to admit that, making her look like a stalker. She looked up with a shy smile and shook Rachel's hand, "I'm Quinn."
Rachel shook her hand back and nodded, "I know."
Quinn furrowed her brows, "How?" she asked.
"You just told me." She giggled.
Quinn blushed lightly and shook her head, "Right, sorry I just had a long flight and my brain's not functioning properly right now." She chuckled nervously.
"Flight? So, you're not from around the area?" asked Rachel as she walked across the room and sat on her bed.
She shook her head, "I'm from San Fransisco," she smiled.
Rachel raised her brows, "You came all the way from San Fransisco for school?" she asked.
She nodded, "Yeah, I saw the school's team at a competition and just fell in love; I wanted to be here so bad I kept begging my mom until she finally said yes." She grinned.
Rachel gasped and smiled brightly, "I'm on the team! I'm actually the team co-captain, along with Finn; he's the tall one that has two left feet." She said.
Quinn giggled softly and sat on her own bed, "Yeah I think I remember him…" of course she remembered him; He got to dance and sing with the girl sitting in front of her, Quinn was envious of the boy throughout their whole performance.
"So, Quinn Fabray, if you begged your mother to let you come here after seeing just one performance, I assume you planning on joining the team?" she asked.
Quinn shrugged then nodded, "Yeah, I'd like to, I mean – if you're holding auditions this year, if you're not then I'm still excited just to be here."
Rachel looked at Quinn, like she was studying then nodded, "Of course we're holding auditions, half of the team graduated last year and we need more people, hopefully you get in! What is it that you do exactly? You look fit, like a dancer? Are you a dancer?" she asked.
Quinn glanced down at herself and nodded, "I am, actually. But I can also sing a little – not as amazing as you of course but I'm good." She said.
Rachel grinned widely, "Nice save there." She said and laughed softly, "Well I can't guarantee you'll get on the team, considering almost the whole school will be auditioning, but I can guarantee you'll love it here, I mean look at you! You got lucky enough to have me as a roommate, though some people say I'm annoying and loud...I apologize in advance if my actions drive you into a mental facility." She said with a frown.
She smiled in amusement, "I'm sure they're just jealous they're not as talented as you…" she said.
Rachel immediately smiled brightly, "I have a feeling we're going to be great friends, Quinn Fabray." She stated.
She giggled, "Just call me Quinn and I can guarantee you that."
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