narrative: quinn's revenge
Date: August 26, after Lizzie's delivery Characters: Quinn Location: Finn/Quinn's locker Summary: Nothing like a little revenge to start the day
Still annoyed by the gall of Lizzie fucking Clabots, Quinn walked down the hallway the next day at school in a worse mood than usual.
Speak of the devil (the blonde, squawking devil), as she turned down the hallway to go to her locker, she saw the back of the curly haired fiend walking away from where her locker was. What was that about? She was seriously going to hurt someone if they had put dirt in her locker. It was a Sue Sylvester specialty, and Quinn wouldn't put it past her former coach to do something like that.
She hurried down the hall to where her locker was, and before she could even open her locker (and then duck for cover), she kicked a basket. Raising an eyebrow she bent and picked it up, grabbing the note attached to it.
So this is what Lizzie was doing here. Finn's locker was right by Quinn's and Lizzie was, of course, being annoying and sucking up. Well, everyone knew that Finn rarely went to his locker in the morning. He was always late for school and stuff so he never had time. Plus, as Finn's former girlfriend, Quinn knew he would forget about text books, making his locker trips even more scarce.
Well, wasn't it just lucky that Quinn stumbled across this pie intended for Finn? After gathering her books, she cradled the basket in her arms and walked to the nearest trash, grinning a bit wider, before she dropped it in. "Oops," she said, still smirking, then walked off to class, feeling much better than she had before.