"Have a good day, sweetie?" Judy said as Quinn walked in closely followed by Warren sporting a black eye. "What happened!" She practically cried as she grabbed Warren's cheek.
"Some older boys jumped me. I'm fine. I know what I'm doing?"
"Okay, if you know what you're doing. How about you Quinnie?"
"Some bitch stole my pencil case. I found out who. I also made a new friend." Warren just hit his sister in the arm and wiggled his eyebrows. She shook him off and went up to her room."
The blonde mobster pushed open the door and found the girl that stole her pencil case. Pushing the girl to the floor, she bought her fist to connect with the girls nose. She then continued to punch that area until blood was pooling around her head. The thief coughed and pointed to her bag. Quinn smiled as she rummaged through and found the pink patchwork pencil case.
As she made her way back to her locker, she passed the library and saw a flash of brunette. She paused and watched as the little brunette, flicked back and forth between books as she tapped a pen on her lip. Slowly pushing open the door, she snuck in and hid behind a shelf. She quietly made her way around, but as she did she knocked a stack of books which fell to the floor. The brunette looked up and frowned.
"I know you're there. I could feel you watching me." Quinn gulped and stepped out from the shadows. The brunette came to view and smiled as Quinn tucked a piece of hair behind her left ear.
"What you reading?" She asked curiously.
"I'm not reading, I'm studying."
"What are you studying?" Quinn gifted as she stepped closer.
"Just maths mainly, I am also studying English literature."
"Actually I could use some help with my maths. Could you tutor me? With me bring the new girl I don't really know anyone."
"Of course. I'm Rachel Berry." She said holding out her hand. Quinn took it and replied with her name. The bell went for end of the day and Rachel packed up her things.
"I will see you tomorrow Rachel Berry." Rachel smiled and walked off, leaving Quinn with a huge smile on her face.
Meanwhile in the quiet town of Normandy, Ricky Morello, was looking for the Giovanni's.
"Where the hell is he?" He shouted landing a punch on the guys face. "You tell me where this punk is, and you walk away. He did a lot of damage to me and I want to get my revenge."
"I...I d-don't know." Ricky then punched him in the face a few more times with a knuckle duster and then he cracked. "Okay. Okay, t-they're in London. N-not hard to miss. Only a-American family in the school. L-living under the n-name Fabray." He let out a short breath and Ricky cracked his knuckles.
"Thank you Crystal. Get rid off him." Ricky signalled to his henchmen. They picked him up and dragged him to a dark corner of the warehouse they were in. Screams were heard then a gunshot, suddenly those screams stopped.
"Boss, they are in London. Living under the name Fabray. Not sure what school, but the only America family in the joint. That should give you some leads."
"Thank you Ricky." The mysterious voice from the other side of the line replied.