Quinn was the school delinquent. The imperfect trouble maker. She had terrible grades, always got in trouble, and made fun of a lot of people. You were the principals daughter, the perfect angel of the school. Perfect grades, never got in trouble, and was sweet. For some reason, Quinn never made fun of you. She wasn't exactly nice, but she wasn't rude either.

One day during passing period, she walks up to you,closing your locker.

"Well,if it isn't miss perfect." she says sarcastically.