A/N: This is the last official chapter! Oh no! Yep it is. Quinn goes out with a wack-a-do bang. All her crazy finally bubbles to the surface and she leaves her mark on the house in a big way. I debated about this but I the end decided why the hell not. She was leading to this epic moment from the second she realized Sam didn't want her. Hearing it out loud did something to her. And well...other than Quinn's meltdown, the roommates enjoy the remaining time together drama free.

I am really sorry to see this story end. I loved writing it. I hope it brought back some memories from the first 10 seasons of the Real World because I'm old and that's the Real World I watched.

There is one last installment of this, it's the Epilogue/Reunion Show. I had to let you guys know what is happening with our seven strangers.

I hope you enjoyed this; my sister (MsMKT86) cried; no pressure, though.

Thanks for all the support. I love you all.

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Kurt Confessional

I can't believe this experience is almost over. It has been so wild and great. The fashion experience I gained alone is worth all the drama. I'm glad Sam and Mercedes worked things out enough to remain friends. It would have been a shame if Ms. Cray had won. The treachery she designed was, dare I say, brilliant, but she has never learned that good triumphs over evil. That's why she was looking crazy standing out there yelling at us. Whatever. If I don't see her again, it'll be fine. She stresses me out. Always having to be on guard around a person is stressful. I don't need the wrinkles!

"Ok, now that the drama is over…for not anyway. We have enough time to go to dinner before we have to change for the concert," Mike said.

"Can you believe it's the last one?" Mercedes asked.

"I don't want to talk about it!" Tina said her eyes welling up with tears. Mike began to rub her back as Tina tried not to sob.

"Sorry, T," Mercedes said hugging her friend.

"Let's go eat," Sam said as he led them from the house.


Quinn exited her bedroom to find the house empty again. She didn't know where her roommates were but that wasn't a new occurrence; they never included her in their plans. Quinn didn't care though. She stood in the middle of the living room; the anger evident on her face. She went back to her bedroom and opened her closet. She removed her suitcase and began to pack her things. She cleaned her vanity in the bathroom and stripped her bed. When those things were done she went to Rachel's close and opened the door. She removed the hangers from all of Rachel's clothes and tossed them all over the room. She emptied Rachel's dresser drawers into heaps on the floor. She pulled her comforter and sheets from the bed. When Quinn looked at her former bedroom, she smiled prettily.

She entered Sam and Mike's room next. Quinn wasted no time trashing Sam's side of the room. She didn't destroy anything but she made a complete mess. She wasn't going to disrupt Mike's things but decided to do so anyway. He had never directly antagonized her but he hadn't tried to stop them. She laughed at the disarray she left in their room.

Quinn pushed into the Fab Three's room next. Anger threatened to choke her. She opened Tina's closet and pulled her clothes onto the floor in a huge pile. She added the clothes from her dresser and then did the same with Kurt and Mercedes' clothing. Next, she destroyed the pile by kicking and throwing the pieces around the room. She ripped the bedding from all three beds and ripped the posters from the wall. Quinn grinned at her handiwork and entered the bathroom.

She stepped into everyone's shower and opened the shampoo and dumped them onto the shower floor. Before she left the bathroom, she used Mercedes' lipstick to scrawl the word 'BITCH' across the mirror. The more destruction she caused the happier Quinn became.

She entered the living room and tore up Rachel and Mercedes' sheet music. She tore pages from Kurt's sketchpad that lay on the table. Not actually destroying any designs but ruining the integrity of the sketchpad. She kicked the end tables over causing magazines to fly everywhere. She tossed the couch and chair cushions everywhere. She stepped behind the bar and saw that Sam had prepared the ingredients for their signature drinks. She poured the liquor down the sink, broke the five glasses he was going to use and trashed the bar by turning over the stools and tossing snacks everywhere.

In the kitchen, she broke the dishes in the dishwasher and poured the leftovers on the floor. In the phone room, she threw the cushions from the couch around and poked holes in the bean bag chairs.

Then she went outside to the pool. She turned over the tables. She broke the umbrellas. She tossed the cushions into the pool. The she turned to the cabana. She had picked up a knife while in the kitchen. She used the blade to cut the cloth walls to shreds. She pulled the bedding from the bed and cut it to tatters as well. She cut open the pillows allowing feathers to spill everywhere. Then she took her knife and gutted the mattress, pulling the stuffing from inside, casting it all around her.

Quinn stood and admired her handiwork. She tossed the knife into the pool and returned inside. She grabbed her suitcase and pulled it toward the front door. She placed her house key and the venue key in the bowl by the door surveyed the damage once more put on a bitch smirk and exited the house without looking back.

Mike Confessional

I tried not to call Quinn crazy. I didn't actually think she was but I was wrong. That bitch is actually crazy! I cannot even believe what she did then she leaves without giving anyone the chance to say anything. If she wanted to leave she could have left, she didn't need to leave destruction behind. I wished she had left weeks ago I never did anything to her but I guess that shit doesn't matter. Her crazy made her see some imagined slight from me.

Well fuck her, too. I'm glad that crazy bitch is gone. Our last little bit of time here will be spent having fun not waiting for cray to strike. Since she won't be here on the last day here's my farewell. Zàijiàn nǐ fēngle, jidù biǎo zi.

"What the hell?" Sam said as he moved through the house.

"Did someone break in?" Tina asked as she surveyed the damaged.

"Oh no, we left Quinn here!" Mercedes said concerned.

"Quinn!" Kurt called. "Are you here? Are you ok?" Kurt yelled loudly.

The boys moved through the living room but didn't see anyone so they motioned Mercedes, Tina and Rachel. They split up to check their bedrooms. Sam and Mike looked at the mess their room was in, nothing was missing or broken but was in total disarray.

The Fab Three surveyed the damage. The wall posters were in shreds and their linens and clothing were everywhere.

"What the hell?" Tina asked as she looked around. Mercedes and Kurt only shook their heads in disbelief.

Rachel entered her room and she was shocked. The room was a mess but that's not why she was shocked. Quinn's side of the room wasn't destroyed; it was bare. Rachel left the room and entered the living room.

"Everybody!" Rachel said loudly. The roommates exited their bedroom to join Rachel.

"What's up, Tinkerbell?" Sam asked.

"Quinn's gone," Rachel said plainly.

"What do you mean gone?" Kurt asked.

"I mean she left. All of her things are gone. I think the mess was her parting gift," Rachel said.

"That bitch!" Kurt said.

"What else did she wreck?" Mercedes asked.

"We should check out the rest of the house," Sam said moving toward the bar. "What the fuck! She poured the mixes for the signature drinks down the sink and broke the glasses," Sam told them taking stock of the bar.

"And it looks like she was super angry at the pretzels," Kurt said motioning to the spilled snacks.

"The kitchen is a wreck," Mike said from the doorway of the room.

"She tore up our sheet music," Mercedes told Rachel, showing her the pieces.

"Oh my Gaga! My sketchpad!" Kurt lamented as he gathered the pages.

"WOW!" Tina said.

"Wow what?" Mercedes asked. Tina only pointed outside. The roommates went outside to look at what Tina had observed.

The backyard was destroyed. They couldn't believe that Quinn had broken the umbrella and tossed the cushions in the pool. But when they saw the knife floating in the pool their eyes were drawn to the cabana.

"Damn!" Mike and Sam said simultaneously.

"I cannot believe she actually used a knife to do this," Kurt said.

"Maximum impact," Mercedes surmised.

"No, maximum cray!" Tina said as she let some feather float through her fingers.

"Tina is right. This is completely cray cray," Kurt said.

"And the fact that she just left is insane," Rachel added.

"Come on guys. We still have a concert to get ready for," Sam said leading them back to the house.

Mercedes Confessional

Quinn…I have no words. I don't know what she was trying to accomplish but, well, fuck her too, I guess. I'm not really surprised. At least it was stuff she attacked and not people. But on the bright side, the house is much saner now that Crazy Q has left the building. We can enjoy the last little bit of time together without our daily infusion of cray. She will not be missed.

Kurt was wadding through the clothes on the bedroom floor trying to piece together an outfit for the concert. It was the final one they were hosting for DC Soundz and they wanted everything including them to be perfect. As he surveyed his bedroom, he had mixed feelings. He was beyond angry that Quinn would vandalize their home but the relief he felt for her absence was almost palpable. Kurt knew her purpose had been to destroy but he was not going to allow her the satisfaction. After he found the perfect outfit he went in search of Sam. He found him sweeping up behind the bar.

"What are you doing?" Kurt asked.

"Cleaning up this broken glass and pretzels," Sam said

"Is there enough to make our signature drinks?" Kurt asked.

"Oh yeah. I premade the mixes That's what she dumped. Not the actual ingredients," Sam explained.

"Good. Make them. I will not let Quinn ruin this for us," Kurt told him.

"Cool. I'll get to it," Sam said as he emptied the dust pan.


Kurt found Mercedes in the bathroom cleaning her mirror. She smiled at him when she saw him.

"You ok?" he asked.

"Yeah. It's not a surprise that Quinn thought I was a bitch. Honestly, I'm glad she's gone," Mercedes told Kurt.

"Me too girl, me too," Kurt said as he opened his show door. "That bitch!" he exclaimed.

"What?" Mercedes asked as she came to stand beside him. "Oh hell to the no!" she said loudly.

"What's wrong?" Mike asked as he stuck his head into the bathroom.

"Oh nothing except Quinn poured out my very expensive shampoo/conditioner and my even more expensive body wash," Kurt said pointing to the shower floor.

"Use someone else's," Mike suggested.

"Small problem," Mercedes interrupted, "she dumped everyone's."

"I'll head to the store and pick some up for everyone," Kurt said turning from his shower.

Kurt returned from the store with body wash and shampoo for everyone.

"I'm back you guys," he said as he handed out the things he had bought. "Let's get ready and get out of here. We're a little behind schedule." Kurt finished as he handed Rachel her things.

"Let's try to have a good time and forget about Quinn," Mercedes said.


The roommates each had their signature drinks. Sam winked as he handed Mercedes her White Chocolate martini. She smiled and took a sip. When they finished their drinks Kurt grabbed the venue key and headed to work.

Once inside the venue, the roommates split up and went to work. Sam started to set up the bar with Mike's help. Rachel, Mercedes and Kurt began to set up the artists' dressing rooms. And Tina filled in for Quinn by setting up the box office and opening the lighting booth. When Kai arrived everything was well in hand.

"Tina, where's Quinn?" he asked.

"She left," Tina said plainly.

"Left?" their boss questioned.

"Yeah, she went home early," Tina informed him.

"Oh all right. You got everything covered?" Kai asked Tina.

"Oh yeah. I helped Quinn do this so I can handle it," Tina said with a smile.

"Ok, cool," Kai said as he headed backstage.

Kurt joined Tina and Mike outside armed with wristbands and black markers for the ID check. Quinn was usually the one outside but her absence left a gap that Kurt had to fill.

Mercedes led the opening act DMV to their dressing room and rejoined Rachel by the back door, awaiting the other artists.

"I still don't get why they think it's so clever to call themselves DMV" Rachel said.

"People from here call this, DC, Maryland and Virginia, the DMV," Mercedes explained to Rachel.

"Oh but that's not a good name for a hip-hop group," Rachel pointed out.

"True but they're name is Destructive Monster Vigilantes; DMV," Mercedes said with a shrug.

"Right," Rachel said.

The two girls took turns leading artists Raheem DeVaugh, Tank, and Ginuwine to their dressing rooms.

The concert was the best of the series and Kai was pleased with everyone's work. Sam drove them home and the all noticed how light and easy things were between them.

Sam Confessional

Man, the last concert was by far the best, for a lot of different reasons. The concert itself was great and you know, no Quinn.

I want to say I was shocked at how she left the house but that would be a lie. The mayhem she unleashed was exactly what I expect from a crazy person. Hopefully she went to get some counseling. I doubt it but I hope. But she's gone so she doesn't matter.

I am so glad that Mercedes and I can still be friends. Of course I still want more but I know I need to work on my trust issues. Hopefully when I'm ready she'll still be open to being with me.

The roommates spent their last Sunday lounging around the living room. They would have chosen the pool but the furniture hadn't been replaced. The roommates laughed and talked but no one mentioned that their time together was down to days. They only enjoyed each other's company.


The next day was their last day of work and it was bittersweet for them. At the end of their shift, they turned in their timecards to Dante and met in Kai's office.

"It's been great having you guys here. You all did a great job. I'm going to miss you all around here. These are for you," he said handing them each an envelope.

"What's this?" Kurt asked.

"Your pay from your time here," Kai told them with a smile.

"What?" Mercedes said.

"I thought we didn't get paid," Mike said.

"It's discretionary and I decided you all deserved it," he told them.

"What about Quinn?" Mercedes asked.

"I have it right here; what do you suggest?" Kai suggested.

"The vindictive side of me says the six of us should split it evenly," Mercedes said.

"Bu what does the other side say? The side we all know you're going to listen to in the end," Tina asked.

"It's saying that despite all the trouble she caused, Quinn worked as hard as any of us and she deserves to be paid for her effort," Mercedes said honestly.

"Everyone agree?" Kai asked. The roommates reluctantly agreed. "Ok, I'll get this check in the mail then," he told them.

"Great," Kurt said with fake enthusiasm.

The roommates left Kai's office and said goodbye to their co-workers. They returned to the house and started to pack.

"How do I have so much more stuff?" Tina asked as she stuffed her suitcase.

"T, we went shopping every week," Mercedes reminded.

"Right. So what are your plans when you get home?" Tina asked.

"Finish school and then call some of the people who expressed interest at the fashion show. See if I can't get a deal out of it," Mercedes said.

"Good luck," Tina said.

"Thanks, T. Do you wanna be a back-up singer or dancer?" Mercedes asked.

"Back-up singer," Tina said hugging Mercedes.

"Deal; but it's just until you get your own deal," Mercedes told Tina.

"Of course!" Tina agreed. "Mike can be your choreographer and lead dancer, once he finishes school," Tina suggested.

"That's a perfect idea," Mercedes agreed.

"What's a perfect idea?" Kurt asked as he entered their shared bedroom with boxes.

"Tina as a back-up singer and Mike as my choreographer when I land a record deal, obviously," Mercedes explained.

"And Kurt can be your exclusive designer," Tina added.

"After I get my degree of course I'd be honored," Kurt said.

"Are they counting your work on the fashion show as credits towards graduating?" Tina asked.

"Yes but I won't know how many until I talk to my advisor. What about you, Mercedes? Are you getting credits for performing?" Kurt asked.

"Maybe for my music performance class but I won't know until I get back," Mercedes said.

"Kurt, have you started dinner?" Mike asked as he stuck in head in the room.

"Um, I took some chicken out of the freezer but not beyond that," Kurt answered.

"Ok, well put it away. We're going out to dinner tonight. Be ready in an hour," Mike informed them before he left the room.


Tina Confessional

I can't believe we go home in a few days. This has been such a great experience. I gained some lifelong friends and Mike and I finally got together.

I have a plan for going forward and I'm excited about the future. I learned a lot from my roommates; even Quinn.

Mercedes taught me kindness in the face of adversity; Kurt taught me to be sassy no matter what, you're allowed to take up for yourself; Rachel taught me that first impressions aren't always the right impression; Sam taught me that survival is possible after great pain; Mike taught me to go after what I want and finally Quinn taught me that when you are horrible, horrible things happen to you.

I'm grateful to all of them and I'll always remember them.

Rachel Confessional

This turned into so much more than I ever thought it would be. I didn't think I'd make any friends and that I'd be miserable the entire time. I'm so glad I was wrong. I've never had that many friends and now I have five friends that I will hopefully keep for life. It's unfortunate that I can't say six friends but at no point did Quinn try to be my friend. Her loss. She spent so much time focused on Sam that she missed out on a great time. I hope she gets past the vindictive stage she's in right now because it cost her a once in a lifetime, life altering experience and that's sad.

I feel like I've changed into a nicer, more daring person. Before this experience I probably would have helped Quinn and I never would have kissed a stranger. This has been the best time of my life and I am forever changed because I knew these six people.

Kurt Confessional

I never dreamed that upon leaving here I would have made lifelong friends and have styled a Derrick Robinson fashion show. I am so grateful for the opportunity. I can't properly express my gratitude. Another thing I am grateful for is the friends I've made here. They supported me and helped me through a potentially career altering experience and I have no idea how to thank them.

Quinn, we could have been friends and maybe I should have tried to reach out to you but it didn't seem as if you would have been receptive. It is a wasted opportunity on both of our parts.

Mercedes, Tina and Rachel, my fabulous crew. I love you. This isn't the end for us.

Mike and Sam, thanks for just accepting me. I've never had a lot of straight friends and it means a lot to me that you two simply accepted me.

So long DC, it's been a fantastic journey.

Mike Confessional

Here we are. The end. It feels like it only just began. So much has happened in so little time. I finally told Tina how I feel, I found some really great friend and got to participate in a high fashion show.

I promised myself that I wouldn't take anything for granted during this experience and I don't feel like I did. Maybe I could have been more active in making Quinn see reason but I doubt it would have helped. She was hell-bent on getting what she wanted. I doubt anyone could have made her take a step back. Hopefully she learns from this because that is no way to go through life.

This was a great time and I loved every minute of it.

Sam Confessional

I came here to make friends and kiss a bunch of girls. I have done both; and I had fun doing both but like I said before, I would have rather just kissed Mercedes.

I had no idea Erika still affected me that way. I wish I'd known because then I would've never hurt Mercedes in that way. But her power over me is over. Ericka is not going to keep me from someone as great as Mercedes ever again.

This has been such a learning experience for me; which is a surprise. I thought this would just be all fun and hot chicks. That it was more than that taught me to look for wisdom and lessons in every experience. That and the friends I've made is something I'm always going to take with me.

Mercedes Confessional

This experience was more than I expected. And even with the pain and tears, I wouldn't trade it for anything. I don't regret anything I've said or done. To regret my actions is to diminish them and Sam deserves better than that.

Our time together was special and I wish we were in a different place right now but I am glad Sam is dealing with things.

I wouldn't have been able to get through this if not for Kurt, Tina and Rachel. They supported me and never held back when they thought it was something I needed to hear. Friends like that are priceless and I'm glad I have them. They mean more to me than they know.

I am leaving here with hope for my future; professional and person and I couldn't have asked for a greater gift than that.

I wasn't going to mention Quinn but she was a big part of my time here. I only want to say that we couldn't been friends but her inability to accept that sometimes she may not get what wants. It's sad that her experience was so negative when the rest of us made friends to last.


On the last morning, the roommates enjoyed the breakfast Kurt made for them in silence. They were all deep in thought and more than a little sad. After the dishes were cleared, Mike checked outside for their cabs.

"Cabs are here," he said for the last time.

"Already?" Tina asked sniffling.

"Yeah, T," Mike said smiling sadly. They all took one last look at the house. Checking for anything they'd left behind and also imprinting the place to their minds. They looked back one last time as they passed through the door.

Mike and Sam loaded their luggage and they began their somber ride to the airport. They checked their baggage and prepared to wait. It wasn't long before they heard over the loud speaker, a flight announcement.

"Attention passengers. Atlantic flight 423 to New York City is now boarding at Gate 15," the docile voice said.

"That's me," Rachel said rising to her feet and picking up her carry-on.

"Goodbye, Tinkerbell," Sam said as he hugged her tightly.

"Bye Rachel," Mike said also hugging her.

"Bye Rachel," Tina said fighting back tears, hugging Rachel close.

"See ya, Tinkerbell," Mercedes said. "Thanks for being my singing buddy."

"You're welcome," Rachel responded hugging her.

"Goodbye Tinkerbell. I love you. We'll be there when you get your first show," Kurt said hugging her.

"Goodbye, you guys. I'll see you," Rachel said with a final teary smile as she left to board her plane.

A few minutes later the intercom sounded again.

"Attention passengers. Atlantic flight 607 to San Antonio is now boarding at Gate 14," the voice said. Sam and Mike hugged tightly.

"Mike, I'll see you around," Sam said hugging his friend. "T, bye. I'll see you," Sam said hugging and kissing the top of her head.

Tina embraced Kurt and Mercedes as tears slid down all three of their faces.

"Goodbye. I love you guys," Tina said sobbing.

"We love you too," Kurt said. Mike pulled Tina away and hugged, first, Mercedes and then Kurt.

"Bye guys," Mike said. He grabbed Tina's hand and pulled her toward their gate.

Sam, Mercedes and Kurt sat down in silence waiting for their own flights. It wasn't long before the next announcement.

"Attention passengers. Atlantic flight 1604 to San Francisco is now boarding at Gate 23," the voice intoned. Kurt took a deep breath and stood to his feet.

"Bye Kurt," Sam said pulling Kurt close. Kurt hugged him back teary.

"Bye Kurt. I'll call you," Mercedes said crying as she hugged him.

"Goodbye. I love you, Mercedes!" Kurt said as he picked up his messenger bag. He waved to them and headed toward his plane. Before they could sit down again, the announcement for Mercedes' plane boomed across the airport.

"Attention passengers. Atlantic flight 781 to Detroit is now boarding at Gate 10," the voice announced.

"Mercedes, I love you and I couldn't let you leave without telling you. Be safe and I'll see you," Sam said staring into her eyes.

"Sam, I love you too. Call me as soon as you can," she responded before she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. He kissed her deeply and when they separated, Mercedes smiled a watery smile and left to board her plane.

Sam was relieved that things had gone the way they had after he made his declaration. It could have been a disaster.

"Attention passengers. Atlantic flight 805 to Memphis is not boarding at Gate 25," the voice said.

Sam picked up his carry-on and without a look back went to board his plane secure in the knowledge that his journey, his life, would never be the same because he took the opportunity to start being real.


A/N: Thanks again for reading! Let me know what you think!

Translation:

Zàijiàn nǐ fēngle, jidù biǎo zi - Goodbye you crazy, jealous bitch