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Quinn hadn't changed too much since high school, not even almost five years later. Sure, she wasn't as into herself, but being a model, she had to be to some extent. She had to worry about how she looked, about what others thought about her and how much money she made. Right after graduation, Quinn had moved out of Lima, hating how depressing it ( Read more... )

It was the Friday before Valentine's Day, the big day itself being on Tuesday. It was about midday at school and Quinn was at her locker, the relationship Artie and Quinn had developed - being girlfriend and boyfriend - was still secret because she still didn't want people to judge him and quite honestly, to judge her. She was still vain, though ( Read more... )

It had been about a month or so since Puck got home and Quinn was dealing with him the best she could, along with Beth who was now acting like a spoiled brat due to Puck telling her she could basically do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. It had put a ton of stress on Quinn, beside her also working. She was losing focus, couldn't hold ( Read more... )

The tour was over, and everyone was back home, which meant one thing - paperwork. Contracts for a new album, contracts for a future tour, press junkets... everything to keep the band in the public eye, all of which landed on Artie’s desk. He had an assistant to help out most of the time, but now that everyone was back home, he’d given her the ( Read more... )

It was about two in the afternoon and Quinn was hard at work in her office. She had tons of paperwork to go through. She oversaw nine stores in the area and it was a demanding job, there was no doubt about that and she had no intentions of slowing down for the day. She wanted to be home on time, to be able to eat dinner with Artie and Becca. Plans ( Read more... )