Quinn Friday, April 2016
'Wake up. Wake the fuck up'. Quinn rolled over and looked at her clock. 9:49 am. "Fuck!!" Quinn hopped up grabbed something random out of her closet through it on and went to brush her teeth. Quinn was rushing out of her dorm. She had slept a little past first class so she was hella late. She brushed her hair looked at her outfit before slamming the door shut. She had a greenish bluish dress on with a white sweater with black sneakers. Running down the hall to get to class she knew she was in trouble but she knew she could ask for some notes from someone. By the time she got to class, everyone was leaving. It was time to go to her second class. 'Goddamn it' she thinks and turns around to go back down the hall. As she's walking she sees this girl that she can't really see but the insanely blue eyes she fixes on sends a shiver down her spine. The blue-eyed girl sees Quinn staring, smirks, and walks away.
'Does she know what those eyes do to people?' she asks herself. She heads to her next class. Quinn sits in her usual seat takes out her notebook and pen. She misses most of the lecture because she's too busy thinking about those icy blue eyes. The bell rings. Lunch. Finally.
Quinn picks up her stuff and heads down to the cafe. It's packed. She gets in line waiting for her turn to order. It's burgers and fries today so that's a win. She orders a burger with extra bacon and a side of fries. She takes her tray and sits down at an empty table. She's really not hungry but boy does she enjoys that bacon. She's halfway through her tray when she spots that girl from earlier. She's a little taller than Quinn and just a little bit slimmer. But damn she fine as hell. The girl is wearing saggy blue jeans with an over-sized white T-shirt and timberlands.
She's leaning against the wall with one foot on it. She looks bored but then her face lights up. Quinn looks in the direction the girl is looking and see's that she's staring at someone but she can't tell who it is because she realizes she's been staring at the girl on the wall for a while and the other girl notices.'Shit. She must think I'm a fucking stalker'. Quinn adverts her eyes and returns to her bacon. The other girl smirks as Quinn looks away. The bell rings. Lunch is over. College kids pile out of the cafe. Quinn heads to her dorm. It's only 12:27 but today is a half-day so classes are over. She decides she is not tired and heads down to the library not before she takes a hot shower though. Her phone buzzes. She checks it and sees it's from her roommate Tina. Tina hasn't been to school in 3 days. She was visiting her family back in Texas. Her little brother Jason was in the hospital.
Tina "Hey. So it's not good".
Quinn "Why? What happened? And don't tell me it's drugs!!
Tina You hit that shit right in the nose Quinn. Jason got jumped. He has 2 broken ribs and a concussion. But he's stable for now."
Quinn "Damn Tina. He'll pull through but he is stubborn as hell."
Tina "Yeah ik. But he will most definitely make it. After he does he's gonna be right back here cause imma kick his fucking ass."
Quinn" Tina you are violent lmaoo. But i understand where you're coming from".
Tina "Oh fuck off Fabray. Listen i gotta but ill talk to you later. Love you".
Tina and Quinn have been quite the pair since junior year. They did everything together especially when they found out that they both into Harvard. They went shopping for a whole week because they were so excited when college started but the peppiness soonly died when the first semester ended. It was too much stress. Hell, they really didn't go out anymore. Not even to parties. They didn't have time for relationships so they kept to themselves. When they did find the time they would go into the woods and smoke weed. They would be out there for hours and hours until it got dark. They loved being high. It was the one feeling that was permanent when they needed it the most. They didn't smoke as often as they wanted to but enough to get through the hard weeks of college. Quinn's tolerance was phenomenal. It would take her an hour before she felt even a buzz. Tina however sucked 3 to 6 puffs and she was higher than a kite. Quinn couldn't stand it. Tina was the worst smoke buddy ever but she loved her best friend.
Quinn was looking for some clothes and then headed down to the Study Hall. She's walking humming a song when she hears a noise coming from the room on her left.
It's the women's weight room. There was a group surrounding a woman who was wearing basketball shorts and a white beater benching weights. The group around her is counting up to 50 currently at 45. Soon as they reached 50 the woman on the bench put the bar down with no help, sat up wiped the beam of sweat on her brow, and ran her fingers to her hair shaking it lightly. Everybody around her was either cheering or too stunned to do anything Quinn could not stop staring at the muscles this woman packed. The way they flexed with no effort should be a fucking crime. This girl could bench 300 lbs 50 times in a minute.
There was no way in hell that a girl like her could do that. Illegal. This should be fucking illegal. "Damn Marley. That's a fucking record. How the hell did you manage that?" one of the girls asked. Marley. 'Her name is Marley. Shit, that's beautiful. Quinn took note of this. Marley just smiled and took a swig of her water. "Hey, it's a gift," she said before going into the corner to do push-ups. Quinn dipped before she could be seen by anybody. Boy was she wrong.
Quinn made it to the library but didn't do much reading. Marley kept coming across her mind. 'She benched 300 pounds! How the fuck can a girl that tiny push that much?'. She had to get to know Marley more, it's just something about the icy blue eyes that makes Quinn a hopeless lesbian. No hope. She soon falls asleep in the most comfortable chair in the study. Nobody is there so nobody would mind. While she slept she burned those precious eyes in her mind. There was no way she could ever forget those eyes.