The day was going by so slowly. The bell had just rung to let us out for lunch. I was the 'new kid', so I already knew that I would be eating alone, but at least it was better than being 'the freak'.

I tried to go to Uncle Jack's classroom, but the lights were off and he was nowhere to be found, so I made my way to the cafeteria. Right when I opened the double doors, everything got quiet. People were staring and whispering. Well that's what I got for showing up in a small town that sees the same people every day.

Even though whispers surrounded me, I could hear every single word.

"Oh, you were right, he is cute..."

"I heard he broke a guys hand this morning..."

"What's with the squirrel on his head?"

I look around for an open seat, but instead I found that Berry-girl sitting with a group of people.

"That's him guys!" Even in a whisper she was loud. "He sat next to me in History, and practically hit on me."

"Rachel, we all know that that did not happen,"a blonde girl wearing a cheerleading uniform that I remember is in both of my morning classes, said to her short friend.

"Quinn, just let me have my fantasy. Ok? Ok."

"Whatever, I don't see what the big deal about this guy is. He seems way too overrated." she said with an eye-roll, her eyes connecting with mine across the cafeteria.

Overrated? I'm overrated? Coming from the preppy cheerleader. Yeah, right. I'll just show her how overrated I am.

"Oh look, he's coming over this way. Quinn, be nice." Rachel tells her friend.

"Hey new guy!"

"Why hello to you too, Ms. Rachel Berry. Quinn." I said, nodding in their direction and winking at them as I passed by, heading outside, wanting to get some fresh air and to get away from all the thoughts directed towards me.

"Oh my god, I'm in love." Rachel exclaimed.

"Um, Rach, your boyfriend is sitting right here" Finn, a guy wearing a letterman jacket, gestured toward himself.

"Oh, Finn, you know I'm just kidding." She fake laughed. She looked over to Quinn whose eyebrows were furrowed. "What's wrong, Q?"

"Nothing, it's just... How did he know my name?"

I smiled as I made my way outside, the Puckster striked again.

The rest of the day went by pretty quickly after that. Probably because I just slept through all of my classes. No worries though, I wasn't actually there for education.

When the last bell rang, I gathered my stuff and headed out to meet Jack in his room.

I made my way down the empty hallway, when I heard footsteps behind me.

Someone was following me and was doing a horrible job at it. I ducked into the first open classroom I found, and the shadow behind me did the same. But they were taken by surprise when I grabbed them by the neck, covered their mouth to muffle their screams, and pushed them against the wall. Anger made my eyes glow a deep gold.

It was not until I realized what I was doing that I realized who I was doing it to.

"Quinn," I said, quickly dropping my hands, as I made eye contact with shocked ones, filled with tears.

"What the hell?!" She shrieked, pushing my chest, not making me budge.

"Quinn, look at me." I said trying to get her attention so I could take what just happened away from her memory. She didn't take the bait.

"No! What's your fucking problem?!" She yelled, looking anywhere but my eyes.

"Just look at me, Quinn." I said, reaching out, turning her chin to face me.

Her eyes finally locked onto mine, and she couldn't break my intense gaze. She relaxed into me, bringing her hand up to my cheek.

"Your eyes." She said, softly, as her hand slid down my face.

"Don't worry, you won't remember any of this in a minute," I compelled her, "I'm sorry."

My eyes left hers, she blinked, and I was gone.