She makes it clear when she says, "We are NOT friends!" as she slammed her locker.

"Babygirl, you know you are lying to yourself" Mercedes said as she walked with Quinn through the hallway, "You no longer scowl at him when he walks by, you don't roll your eyes when he talks, and you don't complain about him every weekend anymore. Admit it, you guys are friends."

"Mercedes, you are crazy," Quinn said as she shook her head and laughed, "I got over it. It's been seven months since I found out and we are graduating in two months. I have more important things to worry about. I just tolerate him because of Glee."

"Yeah and that hug after we won the competition last week, that was for Glee too? Because I was happy we won and you didn't see me hugging Santana or Brittany?" Mercedes looked at Quinn, not allowing her to answer, "Right because I am not friends with them. But you and Puckerman, you are friends you just don't want to admit it."

Quinn just shook her head, "Mercedes, drop it we aren't fri-" As she was speaking they turned the corner and she smacked right into someone- Puck.

"Damn it!" he yelled, but quickly retracted when he saw it was Quinn "Oh sorry Quinn, my fault."

Quinn giggled, picked up her books and said, "No, I wasn't paying attention. Mercedes and I were talking, sorry."

"Alright, I'll see you at- I'll see you guys at Glee," he corrected himself and walked away smiling at her them.

"Not friends, mhm, I believe you Quinn, my bad!" Mercedes laughed and tapped on Quinn's shoulder.

"URGH!" Quinn said, her face now red, and walked into her next class.

Of course. No, they weren't friends. But they weren't enemies. After the Girls vs. Boys competition, Glee was a lot better because things were not as tense; both Quinn and Puck got everything they wanted to off their minds that day. Puck and Quinn could be in the same group without everyone walking on eggshells. Mr. Schuester didn't have to worry as much about choreography because he knew Quinn wouldn't strangle Puck if she had to work with him. All was back to normal; well as normal as it could be considering it was Quinn and Puck.

One day in the middle of May, Quinn couldn't be happy. No one really noticed except her closest friends, well, and Puck. Quinn had wanted to leave Lima all of her life; she was not going to be a Lima loser like everyone else. However, when it was time for college acceptance letters, she felt like a loser. Of course, she was able to get into every college she wanted to with her grades and extracurricular activities, but paying for college was another thing. When her parents divorced and Quinn's mother took Quinn back in, they lost all the money they saved. The college fund Quinn once had now belonged to her father. Her only opportunity would be to get scholarships.

Rachel, Quinn, Mercedes, and Kurt all got together one weekend to work on college stuff; writing scholarship essays, planning future road-trips, and life in general. Funny enough, everyone was going to New York. Quinn was accepted into NYU's dance program, Rachel into Julliard's music program, and Mercedes and Kurt in New York City's Fashion Institute of Technology. Quinn was the only one who really needed the scholarships because Rachel's dads had a college fund for her, Mercedes dad was a doctor so they had money, and Kurt's dad had money hidden for him that was left from his mom.

Quinn looked at her blank paper preparing to write an essay that could define whether she was going to get out of Lima or not. The topic: Explain what defines you as a person and why you would be a fit for NYU. Ironic; for the first time in her life Quinn knew who she was. As much pain that she had went through with getting pregnant at sixteen, falling from grace, losing her family, and having her boyfriend cheat on her, they all led her to be the strong person she had become. She wrote her essay and sent it in. All that was left was waiting.

She didn't have to wait long. About a week later, Quinn received a letter from NYU:

Ms. Quinn Fabray,

We regret to inform you that you are not the recipient of our full ride scholarship. We understand financially you may be having difficulties, so we encourage you to stay in contact with our financial advisers. They are always interested in helping new coming students. If you have any questions please contact us….

Quinn stopped reading at that point. Just her luck, she didn't get a full ride and would spend her entire life paying back the student loans that she accumulated. She cried herself to sleep that night. When she woke up she promised herself the last month of high school would be spent with friends and full of happiness. She found herself going to parties, sleeping over at friend's houses, and being care free; it was exactly like before Beth was born.

Before any of them had expected it, it was one week until graduation. Because the Glee club had actually climbed on the social ladder, they were going to sing at the end of graduation. Every member had been putting in extra hours after school preparing for the ceremony. Of course what else was there to do? They were seniors, had no more finals, and all they had to worry about was the future. Quinn went home one night and a message was waiting on her machine. After hearing whom it was from, she quickly dialed the number back:

"Hello, this is Nancy Anderson, NYU financial aid department how may I help you today?" the woman on the phone said politely.

"Hi, my name is Quinn Fabray and I received a message saying to call back immediately. Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, Ms. Fabray, we've been waiting to hear from you. No, nothing is wrong; it's actually quite the opposite. " Quinn's heart was no longer beating out of her chest. She let out a big sigh as the woman continued, "We have looked over your request for financial aid and after receiving a letter on your behalf, we have decided to extend to you a full scholarship. We were informed about the experiences you have encountered over the past few years and how much these experiences have affected you. You are the type of student NYU would be lucky to have."

"Oh my goodness! This is- I'm so grateful. Thank you so much. But how- Who?" Quinn asked.

"I'm sorry Ms. Fabray, I am not at liberty to say but I recommend you meeting with your school's guidance counselor for more information. Have a wonderful day and please do not hesitate to call! We look forward to having you this fall."

"Thank you!" Quinn said excitedly as she hung up the phone.

Quinn called Rachel and Mercedes to celebrate. They went out dancing and karaoke-ing all night. The next day, first thing in the morning Quinn went into Ms. Pillsbury's office.

"Ms. Pillsbury! Thank you so much for writing a letter to NYU, I am so happy. I got the full scholarship!" she hugged a very confused Ms. Pillsbury.

"Quinn, that's amazing but I don't know what letter you are talking about."

"Oh, well they told me to come see you, could you call them and find out for me? I bet it was Mr. Schuester."

"Sure, just give me a minute." Ms. Pillsbury dialed NYU and talked to the adviser for what seemed like forever! "Okay, thank you Ms. Anderson, have a great day." She looked over to Quinn. "Well, it wasn't Mr. Schuester, Quinn." She kind of looked odd; not happy or sad, sort of emotionless.

"Did she tell you who did it?" Quinn's voice was still chipper.

"Well, the original recipient of the scholarship decided they were not going to accept." She said.

"Oh, well who was it? I would like to write them a thank you letter. They changed my future" Quinn said.

"Quinn, you may not need to write them a letter, they go here; they're at Mckinley."

"Oh, well tell me who please! I wonder who would do that."

"Well they just passed my office if you'd like to go say thank you" Ms. Pillsbury pointed and looked down. Quinn turned and looked. She quickly sat up, saying thank you to Ms. P and ran out the door. She ran into the parking lot to where they were.

"Why'd you do it?" she yelled, not angrily, just loud.

"I didn't deserve it. When I heard Rachel talking about how upset you were, I called the office and told them about how I was appreciative but couldn't accept. I explained your story and offered to write a letter on your behalf. They instantly accepted the offer after hearing." He kept walking to his truck not turning around. She ran up to him and grabbed his arm, stopping him from getting in.

"Puck, I –" he cut her off.

"Quinn, you deserve it more than I do. I ruined your life, more than once. My dad left when I was younger but your life was worse. I didn't know you were applying there, I assumed you didn't want to go there anymore." He tried to get in the car.

"You didn't ruin my life Puck. I mean you, we, messed up but worse things have happened." She said looking at him with a sincere look.

"Like your boyfriend cheating on you after you had his baby, gave her, up, broke up with your boyfriend and lost your popularity for him? Yeah Quinn, I did. Plus, college isn't my thing anyway, I'm a badass." He gave her a smirk, the conversation getting too serious.

"Thank you, but wait… You aren't going to college anymore? Puck I can't let you do that. I can work and get loans."

He shook his head, "Nah, you will do great things with your life; much more than I would. You deserve it. Plus I'm going to share an apartment with Finn and work."

"Puck, really, thank you!" She gave him a hug.

"Yeah, sure!" He'd never let her know it, but this hug was the best thing that has happened to him since they broke up.

"You're a good person Puck" she said.

"No I'm not but thanks Quinn" he got into his truck.

She tapped on his window so he would roll it down, "thanks for being a good friend." She walked away. Yeah, she admitted it, Puck was her friend.

When she got home she told her mom about the scholarship, not telling her about how she got it. A few nights later, she met up with Mercedes, Rachel, and Kurt for dinner and told them what Puck had done for her.

"What?" "Oh my GOD!" "That's sooooo nice!" They were shocked but they all knew Puck would do anything for Quinn. He had been trying to prove how much he had changed since he cheated on Quinn. He hadn't dated, started going to classes, and wasn't a bully anymore.

"Well it's about time he grew up!" she said kidding, but changing the subject so she didn't have to tell them how she really felt, "Guys we graduate tomorrow!" The room erupted with laughter, and then sobs, and more laughter….

It had been a month since graduation. The day was amazing! Hundreds of pictures were taken, the Glee club sang beautifully, and Quinn may have kissed Noah Puckerman before she left the ceremony. "Thank you for everything Noah" she said and ran away before receiving a response.

Quinn and Rachel were packing up the rest of Quinn's stuff. They were leaving for New York early because Rachel's dads were going to buy an apartment for her. Of course, she asked Quinn to be her roommate; they had been through so much and became amazing friends. After they packed up everything, they headed out passing the "You are now leaving Lima, Come back and See us!" It was a bittersweet moment for them.

After about two hours of driving, Quinn and Rachel walked around to stretch their legs at the gas station they were filling up at.

"So, how are you and Finn? Was it hard saying goodbye?" Quinn asked looking a bit sad for Rachel.

"Why would we say goodbye? We aren't breaking up." Rachel asked Quinn, looking confused.

"But you are moving to New York." she said.

"Quinn, did you forget? Finn is going to Columbia, I thought we told you he decided to go there instead of staying here for college? His apartment is a block away from ours."

Quinns heart beat a bit faster, "Oh" is all she said. It wasn't a bad 'Oh' but more of a realization. She remembered something:

"Plus I'm going to share an apartment with Finn and work."