O2. [ Accidental Visual / McKinley Choir Room ]
Quinn had been surprised to find the McKinley Choir room, and a little scared. What if it was a trap? After some hesitation, she finally decides it's time to go in - what could it hurt? The room is exactly like it is back home, and for a few minutes Quinn believes she is. It seems so wrong being in the room without everyone else, without Puck making some stupid comment, or Rachel going on about how talented she is.
Quinn had never spent that much time in the choir room, other than for glee club meetings, and now she saw there was actually a lot in that room. There were boxes and boxes of CDs, there was a room with an old matress (which apparently Mr. Schue had used at some point) and costumes with so much glitter Kurt would have a melt down. That almost made her smile - almost.
After a while Quinn finally sat down at the piano, she had leanred when she was little and while she wasn't great she wasn't bad either. She had found sheet music, and had actually been very surprised by the variety of it.
"Never bid for anything, never shamed but never free. Alive to hear the broken heart with all that it could," Quinn's fingers ghost lightly over the piano, almost as if she is unsure of what she is playing. Because she is. Singing like this feels so Rachel Berry, and without any of the glee kids to listen it feels pointless.
"Lived a life so endlessly. Saw beyond what others see. I tried to heal your broken heart with all that I could. Will you stay? Will you stay away forever?" Quinn hesitates a moment, as if she's about to stop the song entirely, but soon she begins to play again.
"How do I live without the ones I love? Time still turns the pages of the book its burned. Facing time always on my mind. I have so much to say but you're so far away. Plans of what our futures hold. Foolish lies of growing old. It seems we're so invincible. The truth is so cold...A final song, a last request. A perfect chapter laid to rest. Now and then I try to find a place in my mind..."
Quinn's fingers stop, and move from the keys into her lap. She doesn't feel like singing anymore, thats what she did with glee club. She's not really feeling the words either. Should she even bother another song? A tiny part of her wants too, didn't Mr Schue keep sayng that singing was about expression.
She's fighting the urge to cry again and she hates herself for it. Crying is one of the only things she's done since she's been here.
"Pull yourself together, Quinn," she says to herself. "You're better than this. You're Quinn Fabray." That used to mean something, Quinn thinks to herself.
She sighs and glances around the room, hoping that any moment someone from the club will wander in. Then she notices her tablet sitting on one of the chairs, her eyes widen in horror when she realizes it's transmitting.
"Oh my God!" Quinn whispers, almost afraid to pick it up as she approaches it.
[ooc: Quinn was singing, "So Far Away," by Avenged Sevenfold because she is that awesome! Of course she made it all pretty and stuff...she does that :P]
Quinn had never spent that much time in the choir room, other than for glee club meetings, and now she saw there was actually a lot in that room. There were boxes and boxes of CDs, there was a room with an old matress (which apparently Mr. Schue had used at some point) and costumes with so much glitter Kurt would have a melt down. That almost made her smile - almost.
After a while Quinn finally sat down at the piano, she had leanred when she was little and while she wasn't great she wasn't bad either. She had found sheet music, and had actually been very surprised by the variety of it.
"Never bid for anything, never shamed but never free. Alive to hear the broken heart with all that it could," Quinn's fingers ghost lightly over the piano, almost as if she is unsure of what she is playing. Because she is. Singing like this feels so Rachel Berry, and without any of the glee kids to listen it feels pointless.
"Lived a life so endlessly. Saw beyond what others see. I tried to heal your broken heart with all that I could. Will you stay? Will you stay away forever?" Quinn hesitates a moment, as if she's about to stop the song entirely, but soon she begins to play again.
"How do I live without the ones I love? Time still turns the pages of the book its burned. Facing time always on my mind. I have so much to say but you're so far away. Plans of what our futures hold. Foolish lies of growing old. It seems we're so invincible. The truth is so cold...A final song, a last request. A perfect chapter laid to rest. Now and then I try to find a place in my mind..."
Quinn's fingers stop, and move from the keys into her lap. She doesn't feel like singing anymore, thats what she did with glee club. She's not really feeling the words either. Should she even bother another song? A tiny part of her wants too, didn't Mr Schue keep sayng that singing was about expression.
She's fighting the urge to cry again and she hates herself for it. Crying is one of the only things she's done since she's been here.
"Pull yourself together, Quinn," she says to herself. "You're better than this. You're Quinn Fabray." That used to mean something, Quinn thinks to herself.
She sighs and glances around the room, hoping that any moment someone from the club will wander in. Then she notices her tablet sitting on one of the chairs, her eyes widen in horror when she realizes it's transmitting.
"Oh my God!" Quinn whispers, almost afraid to pick it up as she approaches it.
[ooc: Quinn was singing, "So Far Away," by Avenged Sevenfold because she is that awesome! Of course she made it all pretty and stuff...she does that :P]