Chapter 1
Quinn's Pov
It's been 15 years since I stepped into William McKinley High School. Just thinking about it is bringing me to tears. I’m worried about how everyone will react to seeing me. As i'm getting closer i feel like i'm getting farther. But eventually, I end up in the school parking lot.
As soon as I walk into the school, I see the man who helped me find my way. Will Schuester. I didn't even notice the tears running down my cheeking. I see him walking towards me. I walk over and he pulls me into a hug. And with that i rest my head on his shoulder and let it all go.
We pull apart and he wipes the tears from my face and smiles. “Quinn Fabray. It's been a while.”
I scoff. “Make that a long while. I have to say Mr. Schue you don't look a day over 36.” We laugh
“You look good too Quinn. So how have you been?”
“I've been busy. I'm actually a lawyer now.”
Mr.Schue looked down at her. “Wow. Quinn that's amazing.” Quinn smiled sadly and bowed her head.
“Hey what's wrong?”
“I just feel like an asshole because i never kept in touch.”
“Well we don't really need to worry about that right now.” He smiled that smile everybody loved. “Right now the people that are in that choir room are waiting for you.’’ I looked at him confused. “They really miss you. They've been asking me if I knew if you were coming. And all I keep telling them is that I don't know. I think you need to go in there and show them how much of a woman you've become in these past 15 years.”
“Thank you Mr.Schue. For everything.” I gave him a hug once more. I turned around and walked over to the door of the choir room.
As I look through the window I see that almost everybody is in there. Rachel, Mercedes, Kurt, Blaine, Puck, Brittany, Artie, Sam, Mike, Tina, Joe, Sugar, Kitty, Marley, Jake, Ryder, and Unique. They were all talking to each other, spread out in different areas of the room.
I put her hand on the doorknob, closed my eyes and took a deep breath. This was it. I opened the door and walked in. Everybody looked at me and stared.
The first person to get up was Rachel. She got out of her seat and gave me a hug. I hugged her back. We held onto each other for what it felt like dear life. I felt her loosen her hold on me, so i let go. I see tears in her eyes. When I see her like that it breaks my heart.
“I’m so sorry Rachel.” I whisper.
Rachel shakes her head. “It’s okay. The only thing that matters is that you're here now.”
She takes my hand and leads me over to the others. We walk over to Kurt, Blaine and Brittany. But out the corner of my eye i see the girl who made me feel better about myself in some ways. The girl who was my on and off frenemy. Santana Lopez. She gave me that bitch glare. I just turned away and focused on the rest of my long awaiting friends.
Awhile later I head out of the choir room and into the auditorium. There was a bar and other people dancing and talking. I headed for the bar. As I was about to order. “She’ll take a white wine. I’ll take a red wine, add two waters to that.” I turn my head and Santana was there. And she just ordered for me.
“S-Santana. What are you doing here?”
“Hello to you too, Tubbers” We all know from that, that Santana hasn't changed a bit. I rolled my eyes at that. “To answer your question, I wanted to talk to you.”
“Really? Because if i do remember precisely, all you did in that choir room was look at me like you were about to strangle me.” We JUST started talking and she's already starting to get on my nerves. The server came and brought us our drinks. “Please don't get smart with me right now.” She took a sip of her wine. “I just want to know where the hell you've been.”
I sighed looking down at my drink that sat in my lap. “I've just been really busy.” I look up and santana is giving me that i-don’t-believe-that-crap-for-one-second-look. “Why are you looking at me like that? Im serious, im a lawyer, i study a lot. I don't go out that much. I don't have a lot of time for that anymore.”
“Then why are you here?” She asks with a smart-ass tone
“Because i'm on a brake. No cases. I was free so I decided to come out to Lima and visit my mom. Then somehow she heard about this and she's been convincing me to come, so I did.”
And now she knows. Hold on for a second. Why am I the one being put on the spot. “You know what. First of all, I haven't heard from you either. Second of all, Where the hell have YOU been all these years?”
“Well………………………………………………………………………”
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