...A Slushie came flying in my face.
"Welcome to glee town loser, population you," a football player yelled at me.
"Do you enjoy slushing girls," I asked him.
"Are you starting on me, glee loser?"
"Actually my name's Anna and you are?"
"Dave Karofsky, I was in your French class."
"Well, Dave, I suggest you leave or I'll pound your face in."
"Glee loser Anna, you don't know what your letting yourself in for." Karofsky pushed me into a locker.

"Hey, hands off my little sister," Quinn yelled and ran to us.
"Don't push me, girly."
"Whatever." At that moment, Coach Beiste came out.

"David, football practice now," she yelled at him.

"OOH teacher saves the day again," Karofsky sarcastically said.

"Hey Anna, lets get you cleaned up," Quinn said.
"I hate school," I said.
"I know; follow your dreams, girl."
"The Fabrays never back down right?"
"Yep, and us girls have gotta stick together."
"Quinn, can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure."
"What happened to your baby?"
"I gave her up for adoption."
"Do you want her back?"
"Nope. OK you're all cleaned up; so lets go back to glee."