A/C Hey guys. I'm really sorry it took me so long to update. I had a problem and had no Internet Access for a week. It won't happen again. Problem solved.

A/C So this chapter is about Quinn trying to figure out about what happened. And a little bit of her first day. I'm already writing the next chapter, but wanted to update because its been a long time.

A/C Thank you so much for your responses and feed back. I took everything in consideration so I can write a better story.

A/C Sorry all the mistakes. It's 4:30 AM in Brazil, but promise I'll revise tomorrow.

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"Mom, why am i in my room? What the hell is going on?"

She honestly had no idea what was going on. Just yesterday she was with Rachel and Santana… IN NEW YORK! How on earth Quinn was suddenly at home… IN LIMA?

"Oh sweetheart, don't be silly. Where else would you be?" Judy gave her daughter a smile and walked to the door. Before leaves the room, the woman turn to Quinn one more time "You better get ready for school, you don't wanna be late. See you downstairs for breakfast, I made bacon!" And she left the room. And Quinn? Well, she was a little bit nervous.

"MOM COME BACK HERE RIGH NOW I HAD TO BE IN NEW YORK, WHAT THE HELL?"

She wouldn't get any answer with her mother. She needed to think. 'Ok Quinn, calm down.' The blonde closed her eyes and took a breath. A few seconds later she reached her phone and called the one person who could help her with … she had no idea with what.

"You better give me a dam great reason for not being here yet!" Santana sounded really pissed. And apparently the Latina didn't know anything.

"I have a GREAT reason! I'M IN LIMA! And I don't know how. Please Santana, help me!" There was a lot of confusion on her voice. So much to figure out. And was about to get worse.

"What the fuck Fabrey? Your boyfriend's slowness is affecting you? I don't have time for that bullshit. Coach Sylvester said we're all going to pay for your irresponsibility. Thanks a lot!"

What? Boyfriend? Coach Sylvester? Quinn couldn't think anymore. She was about to explode.

'Santana, what are you saying? We were in New York yesterday. With Rachel! I went for a walk and now I'm here! Please stop joking around and help me, I need to remember!"

Jesus! Why was so hard someone just tell her what she was asking?

"Quinn are you taking drugs? If you are you can tell me and I'll help –"

"Shut up Santana, I'm not taking drugs! Just tell me! DAMN IT" Now she wasn't just confusing, she was really angry with this stupid game.

"Whatever, I really don't have time for this! Look, we live here in Lima ok? We were here yesterday and you went to practice and school. You're dating a big fat gelatin. I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about and no idea who is this Rachel. Now please just stop being fucking crazy and get your ass to school. Bye." With that, Santana hung up without time for any protest.

'Maybe it's all a big joke. So, they drugged me and put me on a flight. Yeah, that make sense. Right?' Except it didn't. And she knew. So she remembered the only person who could tell her what was really going on.

'Ok, let me grab my phone e call Rachel.' The blond was passing her phone list and had a big surprise.

'Wait, where's Rachel number? I texted her like, 2 days ago.' She She searched by Rachel, Berry, Girlfriend (She didn't remember about last night, maybe..), no phone number. 'Camon, just yesterday she was telling me she loved me in high school now her number is missing? Ok, she didn't say loved but still.. the number?'

In that moment Quinn realized something really wrong was going on. She got dressed really fast, she had an idea. While she was leaving home she heard a voice. And that was it. It wasn't a joke, it couldn't.

"Where do you think you're going? Your mother made breakfast."

Her father. Sitting in his chair. Reading the newspaper. He was living there, for sure. And Quinn? She couldn't ever think anymore. It was all a blur. Mixed feelings, a lot. She decided she wasn't dealing with him. Not right now. So she pretended. She was great at pretend.

"I'm sorry dad. Good morning. Do you mind if I take the newspaper for a second? I really need to check something."

"Ok. Make it quick!" The man just gave her the newspaper. Not ever a 'Good Morning'. Just like she remembered. She grab the paper and went directly find what she was looking for.

September 17th, 2009.

"SHIT!"

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She was driving… well, school apparently. Somehow she was stuck in her past. And that was freaking insane!

After read the current date her father spoke for 10 minutes about how absurd was for him to hear her daughter's language. But she wasn't listen. How could she? She was freaking out thinking about living again the years she desperately wanted to forget.

'How can I just live the way I used to, knowing all the terrible things I did and happened to me? God just let me go back to my current life.'

A few minutes later she was at McKinley High.

"That's it Quinn. Here we are again." She spoke to herself.

She left her car and entered school. A lot different than the way she used to. No confidence. No superiority. She was scared and insecure.

As soon as she entered the school, all eyes were on her. First she thought it was because well.. She was Quinn Fabrey. But soon the blond realized, they were staring because she wasn't in her cheerio uniform, with perfect her, perfect face. She dressed so fast this morning. All the students were watching a Quinn with jeans and a basic white blouse, loose hair and no make up. But she had no time to think about that.

She kept walking ignoring the stares and wet to her locker room. As soon as she got there, she spotted a tall, clumsy guy, with a dork smile, coming in her direction.

"Hey babe." Finn greeted and leaned to kiss her. On her mouth. EW.

"What the hell Finn!" the girl immediately pushed him like if he had just attacked her. He stood there perplexed.

"Oh God, I'm dating you. You're my boyfriend. We kiss. Cause we date. Right."

"Hm.. Are you feeling okay Quinn?" The guy looked really concerned. And confused.

"Yeah, sure. I .. I have to go. Talk to you later Finn. Bye." She just walked away. She couldn't deal with him right now. Oh God, there's anything she could deal?

The she saw her. The small brunet who makes hear heart explode. There she was. With her.. animal sweater? Oh ok. And looking so fragile and perfect and… Oh no Quinn.

"Hey Rach!" She couldn't stop herself. She just couldn't. And…

Silence.

Awkward silence.

Here she was talking to the love of her life, who in the present situation is the girl she makes fun and torments every day. And she called her 'Rach'. With the biggest smile ever. And hazel eyes shining and saying 'I'm so in love with you it's ridiculous.' And Rachel was looking at her with.. fear. It hurt so much.

"What do you want Quinn? Why did you call me Rach?" The girl said quietly, like she didn't want anyone to hear.

"I… it's because I… We… I liked your sweater." WHAT?

She were ate school. With her college mind. And still she managed to say something THAT stupid in any year.

"Oh… Thanks?" She could see how confuse Rachel was right now. She didn't ever tried to argument or say anything.

"Ok, gotta go. Talk to you later." She definitely could NOT deal with it right now.

It'll be a loooooong day.

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What did you think? Now I feel that the story will go just the way I want. Hope u guys like. Review to give me feedback, complain or anything you want. =P

Next chapter: Monday